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1096 The speed of light slaps the face

The judges' strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"It can't be that the painting is too bad!"

"Probably!"

"The judges probably have never seen such a bad work."

The judges did not move and were still watching the painting quietly. More and more people noticed that something was wrong.

In such a global competition, competition is everywhere, and no one will be unhappy if they can see the opponent's players failing.

But when this person becomes one's own, it becomes difficult to express the feelings in one's heart.

Gradually, the Longxia people watching this game began to become particularly anxious. Not only that, but the video media they discussed gradually contained some words that were incompatible with them.

It turns out that some people from the R country climbed over the wall to post their own comments on Long Xia's media network.

They openly laughed at Yaomei's paintings, as if the game was over.

"People in your country have no ability to appreciate art. What are you struggling with? You have failed so many times, are you still unwilling to give up?"

"I have already thought about what you said is a mess. Cowards should stay at home and not go out. It is better not to come out and embarrass yourself. I feel sorry for you."

Mixed in the layers of worry was ridicule, and those distinctive words seemed inexplicably glaring.

Most people were silent, but there were a few people who were different from others. They had abnormally twisted psychology. When they were ridiculed by others, they would mock Yaomei together.

"I don't know what they are doing every day. They know that they are not good at this, but they still insist on embarrassing themselves. Now they are embarrassed to a foreign country. It's really annoying!"

"Yes, this aspect is not good, just don't participate!"

Some people were silent, some were trembling in popularity, and there were also some sporadic reports that promoted Yaomei's paintings. The news that they might be too good to shock the referees was brushed to the corner one by one.

No one will believe in that one-in-a-million miracle.

On the international stage, Long Xia's artistic faults are well known.

Every time I participate in such a large competition, I will always be ridiculed, and many people have long been used to it.

The scene of the knowledge competition.

The referee stood there stunned for a while before letting out a subtle exclamation.

He looked at Yaomei who was standing in front of him, her eyes blinking and her dirty little hands stained with ink stretched out.

"Is this your Long Xia's skill? It's really amazing. Although I can't quite understand how you describe it, I feel the emotions it conveys to me!"

He didn't speak Chinese to the referee, and seemed worried that the little girl wouldn't understand him, so he gave a thumbs up to express his praise.

Yaomei smiled and her eyes narrowed, looking like two shallow crescents.

"Thank you, uncle."

According to the age of this judge, there is nothing wrong with calling him uncle. What surprised him was that Yaomei blurted out the same language as him. It seems that this child not only has extraordinary achievements in artistic attainments, but is also exceptionally talented in language.

talent.

He smiled and nodded, then carefully picked up the painting, held it in both hands and placed it on top of all the works.

The camera also moved closer and captured the painting that aroused the judges' exclamation.

The interweaving of black and white ink creates a clear and beautiful landscape painting.

In the forest shrouded in clouds and mist, from the end of the clouds and mist, there is a shallow stream winding down.

In the hazy mist, a smart and cute deer appears on the paper. On his antlers is a little bird preening its feathers.

The creatures of nature seem to be real and come out of reality.

Logically speaking, in most cases, ink painting focuses on the idea rather than the form, but this painting seems to give people a completely different feeling.

It not only combines the unique elegance and lightness of ink painting itself, but also seems to have the meticulousness of fine brushwork.

Such a painting, no matter from the perspective of artistic conception or technique, is an excellent work among the paintings present.

When the other contestants saw the last painting brought up, their eyes were particularly surprised. Naturally, they also knew some ways of appreciation. When they saw this painting, they already knew that this little girl would not be eliminated.

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Even in the subsequent games, they have to pay special attention to this person.

In Long Xia's dormitory, when he saw the painting appearing, Teacher Wang clenched his fists and shouted, so that the other teachers standing next to him had almost the same reaction as him.

They cheered and jumped, excited for this long-lost victory.

"I knew the person we chose wouldn't be wrong!"

"Lin Hua is great!"

Several other little guys were also standing here, looking at their sister being admired and smiling proudly. Even Lin Wei was cool, putting his hands in his pockets and raising the corners of his mouth evilly.

"I knew my sister wouldn't let me down!"

Hearing him speak, several older boys standing next to him rushed over, lifted him up, and threw him into the sky.

"You guys are really awesome!"

Lin Wei didn't react at first and even made a defensive move. Later, when he was thrown into the sky by them, he had great fun and showed a silly smile for the first time.

All contestants' works will be stored in a unique safe, and the results of the competition will be announced on the second day.

However, most people already know whether they will stay or go.

Some people walked out of the venue dejectedly.

Yaomei didn't have any big reaction. When she walked out of the competition hall, she took out a lollipop from her pocket and threw it into her mouth.

The bright smile on his face while eating the delicious candy made his teammates standing beside him couldn't help laughing.

Yes, you don't need to worry so much, they won't be so ugly this time.

When the two people walked side by side out of the venue, they happened to meet a pair of people from country M.

The way they looked at Yaomei was not a kind look, they looked viciously as if they wanted to do something to her.

However, before they could get closer, a man wearing staff uniform appeared next to Yaomei and led them quickly back to the dormitory.

"Huh~ I thought those people were going to rush over just now!"

Yaomei looked at her father who had sent them to the dormitory and left quickly. She didn't hear clearly what her teammates were saying and just nodded casually.

"The painting you made today ruined the advancement of one of their teammates."

"Although country m talks about being a gentleman on the surface, in reality, those who can play with country r are the same."

"Be careful when you travel in the future. Don't travel alone or get caught by them."

Now Yaomei heard clearly what he was saying and raised her eyes with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, dad will protect me."

Her teammates heard her muffled and sticky voice while still holding candy in her mouth.

Thought.

Your father is still at home, so he doesn't have time to protect you.


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