As Shen Chong expected, as soon as Xinxin's words appeared, the atmosphere suddenly became very weird.

The people who were originally making noise and shouting were instantly silent, like boiling water being sprinkled into an ice lake at minus 30 degrees, and suddenly frozen.

The seven or eight people standing in front of the display painting first rubbed their eyes to look at Xinxin, and then turned back and continued to stare at the painting in front of them.

They held back for a long time, and they really wanted to find an accurate word to describe their mood at this time.

A perfect work with both a sense of art and a sense of technology, even a famous artist may not dare to say that he can easily paint this kind of painting.

This requires a lot of emotional brewing, unbridled imagination, and a wealth of knowledge.

Just look at the various vivid and vivid monsters she portrayed, each of which is derived from legends but higher than legends, which is absolutely extraordinary.

One-legged Kui Niu, bluestone Xuanwu, nine-tailed white fox, feathered immortal, gold-swallowing toad, red-crowned white crane, red-eyed golden wolf, black-armored general, white-robed hero......

Even the pattern on the jade pendant on the waist of the chivalrous fairy can find corresponding allusions in traditional culture!

This is not something that a six-year-old can draw!

But the fact is that no one claimed it except for Xinxin's mouth, and no one thought that this kid would deliberately lie and impersonate, after all, everyone was still there.

Besides, even if she impersonates someone else, there must be a student present who can draw such a picture.

Not to mention five or six-year-old children, even if thirteen or fourteen-year-old children can draw, it is enough to be called a super genius who moves in all directions!

Besides, there are ten competition supervisors, and there is a fair camera in the middle of the air to record the whole process from behind, which can be publicly checked, how can I panic.

Then there is only one explanation, the little girl is not lying, it is indeed painted by her own hands.

The sense of disparity is too strong, the impact is too great, and the beating makes people unconscious.

It even made many contestants begin to doubt their lives, and self-doubts such as why I should learn to draw and whether I am really talented.

Again, they thought, it's too much, it's too sad, it's so unfair.

This little girl was born with a golden key, and there are tens of billions of family properties waiting to be inherited when she lands, and she still has this kind of talent.

Why did I come to this contest and why did I know such a cruel thing.

What the hell am I trying for?

Dad often said that hard work can change fate, but these rich children's children not only work harder than me, but also have more talent than me, and they are much better than me at the age of five or six.

Despair!

Not only the children think this way, but also the parents of many contestants.

Someone remembered what the greasy aunt said before and began to think crookedly.

Otherwise, give her a low score, even if she has a clear conscience, otherwise the world is too unfair.

Shen Chong felt the unpredictable gaze of everyone, and sighed secretly, the matter has come to this, is it a blessing or a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

Count the ball, love what's wrong.

The tall competition supervisor stood on a high place, saw the faces of the beings on the field clearly, and turned back to Hou Qiuhua and other judges and smiled helplessly.

They held back for a long time, and their acting was so painful, they just didn't want Xinxin to be exposed as the original author of this masterpiece that would move the world.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, and the contestants blew themselves up.

What can I do now?

You can't tell these people plainly, don't mess around.

Surely no one will admit it, but it is still necessary to give a low score when it is time to get a low score.

If things turn out like that, the outcome today will be full of losers, with no winners.

Shen Chong and Xinxin lost the championship, the competition would become a joke, the reputation of the jury members would definitely be damaged, and the students and parents who would not be able to give low scores would only be happy for a while, but it would not be good for their reputation if things broke out.

If you can be blind like this, and your conscience can be so bad, you are certainly not a good person.

Teacher Hou Qiuhua made eye contact with this tall overseer, and then looked at Feng Chuixue, a proud disciple standing with Shen Chong, and also felt helpless.

The people's hearts are unpredictable, and they are frightening step by step, but they didn't expect that the provincial competition of a youth group would become a catastrophe for their own people.

The invisible knife can kill, and if you take a wrong step, everyone will be damaged.

Hou Qiuhua took a deep breath and nodded heavily at Feng Fuxue.

With Feng Chuixue's wit and intelligence, as well as the tacit understanding with the teacher, she can read the meaning in the teacher's eyes.

Feng Chuixue suddenly felt that the responsibility was on his shoulders, and next, whether he could turn the situation around may depend on his own performance.

She pushed Shen Chong's back and said, "Mr. Shen, why don't we get closer and see what Xinxin has drawn?" ”

Shen Chong nodded, "Okay." ”

Anyway, it had been exposed, he simply broke the jar, led Xinxin forward, and said: "I'm sorry for everyone, I don't know what my baby has drawn." ”

No one protested against his cutting in line, after all, he was in charge.

Standing in front of Xinxin's painting, he just glanced at it, and then Shen Chong hissed and gasped, his pupils dilated, and his eyes widened.

He couldn't believe what was in front of him.

Others think that these are legends in mythological stories, but Shen Chong is a psyker, and he is a super database that reads through the classics of demon slaying and has a terrifying knowledge.

He knew very well that the hundred monsters drawn by Xinxin were all ancient powerhouses that had been recorded in the demon slaying classics!

These strong people can reach the sky, the Tao can pass through the mysteries, the heavens and the earth are shocked when the spiritual source arises, and the mountains and rivers shake when the demon yuan moves.

If others say they are shocked, he is simply horrified.

His heart was pounding, as if he had been pinched with an iron fist.

Because of this cardiac arrest, he had already practiced to send and receive the bloodline of the god of war from the heart.

At the same time, the space of thought spreads out more uncontrollably, sweeping every detail of the painting in front of me into my mind.

He is Shin Shin's father, and has taken over Shin Shin's education for a long time, and he thinks he is more familiar with Shin Shin's knowledge than Shin Shin himself.

He had never taught Xinxin this, and he had never taken Xinxin to see the landscapes in this painting.

There is no such scenery in the world, not even a reference!

He looked at Feng Chuixue with puzzled eyes again, Feng Chuixue understood what he meant, shook his head, and said, "I showed Xinxin some fantasy things that I painted, but the hundred monsters that Xinxin drew are different from any of the things I taught her." ”

Shen Chong's body couldn't help but tremble, and even trembled.

It took a lot of effort for him to gradually calm down, gently hugging Xinxin, and even having to turn on subtle controls to make his tone seem easy-going.

He smiled and asked, "Xinxin, how did you come up with this picture?" We haven't been here before. ”

Shin Shin chuckled, "Because I want to win, I want to paint some scenery that no one has ever seen." The teacher said that I wanted to draw the landscape, but I thought that there should be human dolls in the landscape, but I felt that the human dolls were not enough, and I should draw more animals into it. But halfway through the animal drawing, I thought it would be more interesting to add hands and feet to the animal uncles and aunts. That's all I could think about in my head. ”

She said casually and calmly.

Shen Chong's heart was pounding.

Coincidental?

To say that this is a pure coincidence, it would be too horrible!

However, what Xinxin said should be accurate, which means that she diverged her imagination out of thin air and drew this thing with fantasy thinking!

While the father and daughter were talking, Feng Fuxue had already climbed onto the stage and borrowed a magnifying glass from the tall superintendent to take a closer look.

Her task is to find an irrefutable sparkle in this painting, to dig out the true meaning of this painting, so that parents and students who intend to have a bad conscience will no longer have the courage to think crookedly!

Among all the people present, except for the members of the jury who were inconvenient to come, only she was the most suitable, and she was the only one with this level.

About two minutes later, Feng Fuxue's magnifying glass stayed on the golden section focus point that Gao Gao raised during his previous comments, and exhaled softly, "Huh! ”

Shen Chong had already given up questioning Xinxin, he understood everything clearly, and it might not be useful to ask her too much.

Children see the world in different colors from adults, and the angles are also different, and it is useless to ask how much.

Hearing Feng Blowing Snow's movements, Shen Chong immediately turned his head and asked, "What's wrong with Teacher Blowing Snow?" ”

Feng Fuxue ignored him, but found a tall superintendent to get a high-powered magnifying glass again, and moved forward again.

"It's a hollow, and in the hollow sits a man, this man...... It's you, Mr. Shen! ”

Shen Chong was shocked, first handed Xinxin to the stage, climbed up himself, and took the high-powered magnifying glass to look carefully.

And so it was!

The focus point of this golden section looks like a small yellow dot from half a meter, but after magnifying dozens of times, you can clearly see a small person sitting cross-legged in a dirt pit.

This little man is wearing a plain yellow suit, with dignified eyebrows and a solemn demeanor, like an old monk and a master.

But the villain's eyebrows and facial features are clearly Shen Chong himself!

What's even more incredible is that in addition to the plain yellow power suit, Shen Chong in the painting also wears two gloves, one black and one red, which are his Xuanneng Fist and Flame Fist!

On his shoulders, arms, waist, legs and feet, he was covered with his Lingyun suit!

Turning the magnifying glass away, he squinted and looked closely, only to find that the yellow dot was actually only the size of the tip of a fingernail, and less than two millimeters high!

Shen Chong's teeth twitched, "This...... This ......"

He was completely blind, and his brain was like five thunderbolts.

It took almost half a minute for him to calm down again, "Xinxin, did you draw your father here?" ”

He wished that Xinxin shook his head, hoping that it was the result of an infinitely small possible coincidence.

I didn't think that Xinxin nodded again, and responded very calmly: "Yes! When I finished drawing, I felt that there was still something missing, so I drew my dad as a small dot. Giggles, isn't it fun? ”

Shen Chong's mouth grew, as if he could stuff an egg into it.

Shin Shin actually has such miniature painting skills, which is completely beyond his understanding of painting skills.

But what he thought was most incredible was that Xinxin actually drew all his equipment!

On the other side, Feng Fuxue, the tall overseer, the members of the jury who had been paying attention to this place, the parents of the students, the contestants, and the spectators in the stands were also stunned.

Draw a person with a clear eyebrow in less than two millimeters in height?

Fake it!

It's impossible!

Her brushes aren't allowed either!

The tall superintendent was so remorseful that he wanted to vomit blood, how could he not stand until the end with a dead face, but he actually missed the scene of such a miracle, and he regretted it in his life!

When they brought in another camera, and finally presented the villain on the big screen with a camera combined with a high-powered magnifying glass, everyone really had nothing to say.

Shen Chong was still asking Xinxin how she drew it, but she was also at a loss, so she scratched her head, saying that she was shaking and shaking with a small paintbrush, and she didn't have much effort to draw it.

There is no suspense in this game.

How else can it be compared?

What is the comparison between man and God?

This is not a prodigy, it is clearly a walking god!

There were also people who questioned it before, saying that it was a printed print, but now they all shut up.

Unless the cow forks are big enough to bring a large nanoscale printer, who can print this kind of painting?

It can only be drawn by the little girl herself!

The parents of the students and the other contestants have nothing to say, and no matter how bad their conscience is, they can't move this kind of work.

Not at all in an order of magnitude okay.