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"Welcome all teachers and students to come to our No.60 Sixth Chinese Painting Competition of Imperial College. Today is the Chinese Painting Competition for Grades [-] to [-]." In the space, it was as if someone was whispering in the ear, "Okay, I won't be as verbose as our principal. We officially start today's traditional Chinese painting competition. All contestants are invited to come out and prepare in front of their seats one by one. "

"I think everyone is familiar with our rules, but I would like to briefly mention some important points. First of all, you must not draw exactly the same paintings as other contestants; then, everyone has the painting materials we prepared in advance. When the time comes, If you need anything else, you can ask the assistant next to you, and we will try our best to meet your reasonable requests. Finally, please bring out our master of Chinese painting, Alex Mullen——Master Mullen will unveil this time for us. The game proposition. Applause is welcome-Master Mullen."

Upon hearing Alex.Mullen, there was overwhelming applause in the hall, and the radiant old man walked onto the stage and pulled back the banner in the middle of the podium.The three majestic brush characters of "landscape painting" are exposed.

This banner is a one-off, and after the three words are only displayed for a moment, they gradually become lighter and then disappear.This also avoids the possibility of someone cheating, after all, the master's handwriting is not so easy to imitate.

"Everyone is blessed today. Our theme this time is 'Landscape Painting'. All contestants are invited to start preparing."

Everyone waiting in front started to pick up their brushes, and Li Yun just looked at the material in front of him suspiciously.

Picking up the brush and dipping it in the paint, looking at the overly viscous paint on it, and the normal paint of the people around him, various thoughts flashed through his mind, but no matter what, he had to deal with this matter now things first.Of course he can ask someone to change a paint, but how can this be worthy of the painstaking efforts of the person who is expecting him to make a fool of himself.

"System, has my paint been tampered with?"

After getting the result from the system, Li Yun gave a few instructions to the assistant next to him who was puzzled by his behavior, then sat with a relaxed expression on his face, picked up the dry brush next to him that was not stained with paint, and looked calmly at the white paper in front of him. Paint on paint.

Although his hands kept moving, Li Yun was focused on two things. While thinking about the painting he was going to draw in his mind, he looked at the other people who were painting side by side with him from the corner of his eye.After looking over one by one, he just locked on two targets, and his mind turned quickly.

One was Jacques who challenged him. The other party seemed to be paying attention to the movements of his hands from time to time. When Li Yun bent down to pick up the paint, he observed that the other party's eyes seemed to gloat?The other one was a female she didn't know. She looked anxious and didn't focus on the drawing board in front of her at all. Instead, she looked at Jacques with a strange look, and then followed Jacques' gaze to stare at herself.

But who did it?The corners of Li Yun's slightly pursed lips drew a graceful arc, and he always felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

After he roughly outlined the content to be painted, the assistant finally brought back what Li Yun wanted, and took the viscous yellow liquid from the other party's hand, before he began to seriously mix the paints he needed.

However, in the eyes of everyone wearing mock glasses, Li Yun was completely scribbling, without any paint, just painting like that.

The audience who were originally attracted by the other party's confident look and appearance shook their heads instantly, left one after another, and turned to other people. After all, watching other people's painting process sometimes improves their spiritual power, so there are so many people pursuing ancient culture.At that time, Bai Lao had watched Li Yun's tea making technique, the wonderful flavor drove the mental power to circulate, and Bai Lao had been stuck at that level for a long time, so he had a breakthrough.

The simulation glasses divide the world by region, and people in the same region will enter the same simulation world, about [-] people.At this time, almost most of the people went to Jacques. After all, this is a competition for the third grade and below. Few of them know Chinese painting or even have mental influence. Jacques is just reluctant.So Li Yun was only left with Arthur and Nolan. The two looked at each other, turned their eyes away in disgust, and focused on Li Yun. Seeing Li Yun's movements, the two of them flashed doubts. look.

After Li Yun got the paint on, the two saw that Li Yun seemed to be a different person, his eyes were no longer the indifference or emptiness of the past, but the fiery feeling of seeing something he loved, which could almost melt a glacier.

Li Yun's movements are quick, and he draws directly on the front paper with confidence, instead of making a draft first like others.Both of them frowned, wondering if Yun'er/Xiao Yunyun can't draw?Then, if the opponent loses the game in the future, can he directly use his relationship to keep the opponent?

Time passed little by little, and everyone else seemed to be finishing, but Jacques was the first to finish. He confidently handed the paintbrush to the assistant next to him, and then looked at the still struggling with a mocking face. Li Yun.

In the end, only Li Yun remained unfinished.Before the host spoke, Li Yun put down his brush in satisfaction and asked the assistant next to him to take away the drawing board.And Arthur and Nolan haven't recovered for a long time, and they are still immersed in it, especially Arthur, who has high spiritual power and can understand the mysteries even higher, so the time he fell into contemplation was longer than that of Nolan. Lan didn't know how long it had been.

The result of the competition was decided on the spot by several masters and teachers from the academy after careful discussions in the background.The contestants can already go back to their seats.

"Little Yunyun, are you a descendant of a hermit family?" After Li Yun sat down, Nolan asked Li Yun excitedly.

"What do you mean?" Li Yun's face was full of question marks, he only participated in the competition for a while, why did he have the identity of another hermit family heir?

"It's your painting Chinese painting, are you right? Ordinary people don't have this level, right? What's more, you are still so young, and many masters' paintings can't compare with yours. After seeing your paintings, I I feel that my mental strength has improved, I will test it later, it must have improved, it is really great.”

Seeing Nolan who was so excited that he couldn't control himself, Li Yun looked puzzled. Does painting by himself have anything to do with their spiritual power?

Arthur, who had been on the sidelines for a long time before recovering, took off his simulated glasses, and there was still some kind of shock in the depths of his eyes.Looking at Li Yun next to him strangely, he thought in his heart that he had to remind him later.After all, once this ability is exposed, it will cause a lot of trouble. He even wonders if he needs to mobilize some guards to protect the opponent secretly.

Before Li Yun could speak, the host on stage had already drawn the result. The corner of the host's lips curled up, with a warm smile on his handsome face: "Everyone, teachers and students, the results of our competition have come out. Now Have asked our headteacher to open up our final results."

The assistants put the works of all the contestants in front of everyone one by one. The difference is that the drawing boards are covered by curtains.

The principal smiled, took the scroll from the host's hand, and untied the ribbon to reveal the name on it. He said in a dainty way: "In this Chinese painting competition from the first grade to the third grade, No.3 is Algernon Do Novan, No.2 is Ernest Kennelly, and No.1 is - Jacques, everyone applauds and welcomes them to the stage to accept the award."

As soon as the headmaster's voice fell, the three of Li Yun stopped for a moment. Nolan couldn't hold back his anger, stood up and shouted loudly: "This result is unfair."

In an instant, the people around looked at Nolan who had stood up, and began to discuss in low voices.

"Student, this is the result of our experts. Each expert writes his own result on paper and then counts the votes. What's not fair?" The principal on the stage frowned, facing the jury Several masters asked: "Do all the teachers say so?"

Several people glanced at each other, and one of them stood up, facing the audience, and said dissatisfiedly: "We professional masters don't even know how to judge competitions below the third grade? We use the most professional eyes to judge every competition. Classmate, you have to be careful what you say."

Pulling Lanolan's arm, Li Yun stood up, his thin lips curled up seductively, and said calmly, "Since we want to be fair, shouldn't it be enough to publish everyone's competition entries?"

The master who had been watching by the jury also stood up, nodded to Li Yun with a smile, and then said: "I support this student's statement, and I happen to have a disagreement about this competition."

"Bai Lao?" The principal on the podium looked at the person who was speaking, and felt a "thump" in his heart. Even Bai Lao opened his mouth to speak. Could it be that something really happened.Thinking of this, he looked at the rest of the masters in the stands who were a little flustered, and his face darkened instantly.

He raised his hand, turned around and asked his assistants to pull down the curtain of the drawing board he was in charge of. In an instant, various Chinese paintings of different styles appeared in front of everyone.