Jin Cailiang didn't laugh as wildly as Tan Mingyuan. He only glanced at Yun Wenwen, and then said to Jiang Zhihao: "He can't do it, and you can't do it either. Today I will let you know what a truly famous family is!"
As a disciple of Jin Zhengqing, there is no need to say much about the pride in Jin Cai's conscience. There are not many calligraphers and painters in the country who can be recognized by him, not even those from the Painting and Calligraphy Association, let alone an unknown junior high school student.
Soon, with the sound of a gong in the venue, everyone took their places.
The competition lasted three hours, starting at 9 a.m. and ending at 12 noon. After two hours of judging, the rankings were finally announced at 2:30.
The whole five hours was not that easy to endure, especially when Tan Mingyuan kept saying sarcastic remarks beside him.
Tao Guoan felt unsure now and did not dare to say a word of rebuttal. Otherwise, the more he spoke now, the more embarrassing he would be when he was slapped in the face later.
Originally, he was thinking of treating Jiang Zhihao to a nice meal at noon, but now he still has such thoughts. Only Ma Jingtong brought Jiang Zhihao a bottle of water with the idea of saving a chance for the chairman.
Jiang Zhihao could see that Tao Guoan was unhappy, but he did not dissuade him.
Without the final result, no matter how hard you talk, it will be in vain.
Just like this, from nine o'clock to two o'clock in the afternoon, five hours passed, and the judging panel was busy arranging the rankings.
At 2:30, the three judges took the ranking list and began to announce.
Everyone was waiting nervously, except Tan Mingyuan and Tao Guoan, one with a smile on his face and the other with a gloomy face.
Starting with ten participation awards, then seven honorable mentions, and then third place.
When the name of the second runner-up was called out, Tan Mingyuan smiled even more arrogantly and said to Tao Guoan and Jiang Zhihao: "It seems that the person you selected is not good, not even the third runner-up."
Yun Wenwen stood aside, his face still blank, without any movement.
Tao Guoan couldn't help but retorted: "You don't have that either!"
"My name has not been mentioned because I must be the champion. You have not been mentioned because you are not even ranked in the top ten." Jin Cailiang said proudly.
Tao Guoan's eyes were red with anger. He stared at Jiang Zhihao and wanted to scold him.
After so many choices, you can’t even be ranked in the top ten. You’re so screwed!
At this time, the jury announced the name of the runner-up.
"The runner-up in this competition is...Jin Cailiang! This is a picture of a horse, which captures the essence of Mr. Xu Beihong. It has form, spirit and charm. It is quite excellent!"
The evaluation of the judging panel was already very high, but neither Tan Minghua nor Jin Cailiang was overjoyed.
They looked at the judges' table in astonishment, thinking only one thing in their minds: Why is he the runner-up? Shouldn't he be the champion?
At the same time, the jury said: "Then the much-anticipated winner is the winner. This person's painting is amazing. In three hours, he drew a complete picture of the five cows. Although the lines outlining the cows are simple,
, but the twists and turns of the muscles and bones in the painting are very good, and the down on the cow's mouth and nose is meticulous, which is almost exactly the same as the paintings of Han Huang in the Tang Dynasty, and can almost be fake. So after a comprehensive evaluation, we think this painting of five cows is better than Jin Cai's painting.
Mr. Liang’s Horse Picture. So, congratulations to our champion, Mr. Yun Wenwen!”
On the judges' bench, Yun Wenwen's five cow pictures were displayed. As the judges said, the five cows with different shapes fully displayed the life of cows, making people feel that they were alive and full of vitality.
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This kind of painting is indeed extraordinary, and even with Jiang Zhihao's eyes, he can't stop admiring it.