To be honest, Wu Yuan really liked this picture of a tiger descending a mountain.
At the same time, I sincerely admire Master Huo and Mr. Zheng. Both of them are worthy of the title of master.
It is very difficult to be proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. These two people have spent their entire lives establishing their status as masters. In modern society, they are considered old artists.
However, despite admiration, Wu Yuan only recognized the artistic level of these two people, but he reserved his own opinions on their character.
At this time, Ouyang Shishi also gave Mr. Zheng's picture of a tiger descending a mountain a score, "Nine point five points!"
The corner of Mr. Zheng's mouth rose, obviously he was also satisfied with this score. Although ten is more perfect, after all, it was painted in one stick of incense, and it couldn't really be that perfect.
With this score, he had an explanation for Zhao Kuan, which was enough to make up for his carelessness in the previous two rounds.
The most important thing is that he still overwhelmed Master Huo.
These were enough for him to be proud of. Now let's see what the poor scholar drew.
As long as the poor scholar makes a mistake or is not good at painting at all, then Zhao Kuan will definitely win the first place.
At this moment, Zhao Kuan is the most nervous person.
After all, Li Yindi and pretty boy Chang Qing were already sure to be behind him, and they couldn't help but pray in their hearts, "God bless me, I hope this ugly guy can't draw."
Because Wu Yuan's score is currently 29 points, and Zhao Kuan's score is 26.5 points. If you add these 9.5 points, it will be 36 points.
Therefore, Wu Yuan's score must be below seven points for Zhao Kuan to win.
But based on Ouyang Shishi's rating of character, unless Wu Yuan couldn't draw anything at all, otherwise, he would definitely give it a seven.
A draw was not what Zhao Kuan wanted to see, so he could only pray that Wu Yuan could not draw.
Others also looked in the direction of Wu Yuan. After competing for so long in chess, calligraphy and painting, there was finally a result.
Feeling the gazes from around him, Wu Yuan subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his work.
To be honest, Wu Yuan still can't believe that the painting in front of him was painted by himself. He obviously only knows how to draw tortoises.
But Wu Yuan was embarrassed to pick up this painting.
When he was painting just now, Wu Yuan was painting completely by instinct, and he was extremely focused. Only when he threw away the pen did he realize what he was painting.
How should I put it, Wu Yuan himself liked this painting very much, even a very fond one.
However, it was not suitable for display, so there was no action for a long time.
At this time, someone became impatient and began to urge: "What are you doing? Is the painting too bad, so you don't dare to take it out?"
"Yes, if it doesn't work, just admit defeat."
Of course, he said rationally: "I have been observing him just now. Although I don't know what he drew, his calmness and concentration should not be too bad."
"In that case, what are you waiting for?"
Everyone was talking to each other and even started to become a little irritable.
Over there, Xin Ruyan, Xile and others looked at each other, and they all saw a hint of bad premonition in each other's eyes.
This premonition was not because he was afraid that Wu Yuan's painting would be bad, but after listening to Xile's story about Wu Yuan's past, he vaguely understood the reason for Wu Yuan's delay in taking action.
Eighty percent of the time, Moo Yuan Hoa was still a virtuous person before and could only draw what he wanted to draw.
But no matter what it was, now that the matter was over, they also wanted to see how well Wu Yuan was painting.
Under the urging of everyone, Wu Yuan sighed, and Ranqiu said to Ouyang Shishi: "Miss Shishi, why don't you come over and take a look first. If you think it's suitable for display, I'll let them take a look."
Ouyang Shishi was also stunned when she heard what Wu Yuan said.
I'm also a little curious, what kind of painting needs her permission before it can be displayed?
But Wu Yuan had said so, and Ouyang Shishi did not hesitate and walked towards Wu Yuan with curiosity.
"Come on, let's go take a look too." Xile asked Xin Ruyan and others to come together.
Seeing this, the others wanted to follow him and have a look, but were stopped by Wu Yuanhe, "You all just wait, let's hear what Ouyang Shishi has to say first."
Wu Yuan's move also confused everyone, "What are you talking about? Why can those women watch it, but we men can't?"
Soon, Xile and Xin Ruyan followed Ouyang Shishi to Wu Yuan's side.
At the same time, I finally saw Wu Yuan’s paintings.
At first glance, the girls exclaimed in surprise.
"What a nice view!"
Mo Qiaoer and Yan Miao were so shocked that they covered their mouths, their beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.
Seeing the women's reactions like this, Zhao Kuan and others were also shocked.
What kind of painting would make a few girls so amazed? Doesn’t that mean that he is definitely going to lose?
Even if Wu Yuan only scored an eight point, it would be enough to surpass him.
Zhao Kuan's face turned ugly and his mood was no longer beautiful.
However, Mr. Zheng seemed to have noticed a clue, "Don't worry, look at Ouyang Shishi's face, it seems to be completely different from the expressions of those girls."
Although there was surprise in his eyes at first, it soon turned into anger.
After hearing Mr. Zheng's reminder, Zhao Kuan also looked at Ouyang Shishi, and sure enough he found that Ouyang Shishi's face was red and his eyes were filled with anger.
What kind of painting would cause these women to have very different reactions?
Others gradually discovered the abnormality. In fact, Ouyang Shishi, the eldest lady, always gave people a gentle and jade-like feeling. Although she was never very enthusiastic towards people, she always spoke in a relaxed and relaxed manner.
degree.
This was the first time they had seen such anger.
Even when Ouyang Shishi rushed in to defend his younger brother, he didn't have such an angry expression.
What exactly is this painting? Will Ouyang Shishi, who is so restrained, feel a little out of sorts?
Over there, Xile, Xin Ruyan and others, while amazed, also discovered something strange about Ouyang Shishi.
Others don't know what's going on, but they know it all too well.
Let alone Ouyang Shishi, if they were not Wu Yuan's women, they would also be angry.
She even had thoughts of killing Wu Yuan, but Ouyang Shishi had not said a word or taken action until now. Xin Ruyan and Xile were already somewhat impressed by this forbearance.
Wu Yuan was also uncomfortable being stared at by Ouyang Shishi, but knowing that he was in the wrong, he was the first to speak: "Shishi!"
"Don't call me that, I'm not familiar with you." Ouyang Shishi said in a cold tone.
Wu Yuan looked at Xin Ruyan and the others as if asking for help, but the women turned away, looking helpless.