As soon as the host Zhang Kaifeng's words came out, all the lights and lenses fell on the delegation of Huaqing University.

The audience, as well as the audience in front of the TV, also looked away.

Class of 2018 Wang Jiahao's home, in front of the TV.

Wang Jiahao was bored with the remote control and adjusted the TV channel, but he still didn't find any good programs, and just about to turn it off, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Let out a slightly surprised voice, and said, "Hey, Mr. Zhang, why are you on the stage? ”

"Well, take a look first. ”

......

The scene of the Convention and Exhibition Center.

Guest seats.

Cui Mubai's voice was full of obvious excitement: "Finally, it's the turn of the Huaqing University delegation. ”

Wang Dongting, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but wonder: "Elder Cui, you seem to be looking forward to the work of the Huaqing University delegation? However, I remember that the Huaqing University delegation was not written by Zhang Xingxing......

Halfway, Wang Dongting suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Zhang Xingxing doesn't seem to have helped with painting, so what was he doing just now?"

Cui Mubai always kept a smile on his face, "You'll know when you look at it later." ”

Wang Dongting then looked to the side with a very puzzled gaze, but saw Ma Zhifeng shaking his head, indicating that he didn't pay attention to what Zhang Xingxing was doing just now.

At this time, on the stage, the delegation of Huaqing University.

The teachers and professors of Huaqing University glanced at each other and hesitated for a moment before letting Du Ziteng and Huang Jiamin show their works.

The work unfolds, it is a picture of "Qingxi Fishing Hidden Picture".

However, I didn't know if it was the audience, because I had already seen the three paintings of the Huaxia Writers Association and Beijing University in front of me, so I was a little tired aesthetically.

Or is this painting not as good as the previous three paintings.

Anyway, the audience at this time just didn't cheer and praise as before, but just burst into applause.

Host Zhang Kaifeng said: "Please judges, please comment." ”

Although Wang Dongting was still doubting Cui Mubai's words, he quickly adjusted his state and carefully read "Qingxi Fishing Hidden Map".

After a while, he picked up the microphone and said: ""Qingxi Fishing Hidden Picture" focuses on people, banqiao, fishing boats and wooden houses, which needs to be thick and thin, heavy and light, so it has high requirements for painting skills, and because the painting is rich in the thick charm of nature, it takes a lot of time to paint its true charm. ”

"The delegation of Huaqing University is undoubtedly very strong, but due to time constraints, this painting was completed in a bit of a hurry, which made it lose the charm of the years that it should have...... Of course, the strength of the Huaqing University delegation is still undeniable. ”

Ma Zhifeng also picked up the microphone and said: "My opinion is similar to that of Mr. Wang, the painting of the Huaqing University delegation is very good, but this painting lacks the sense of time." ”

After hearing the comments of Wang Dongting and Ma Zhifeng, the hearts of everyone in the delegation of Huaqing University sank.

Although their statement, it seems to be a compliment to the work.

But, in fact, the final result is not the same as optimistic?

All the people in the delegation of Huaqing University are the elites of society, and they can't hear it, which is simply a kind of euphemistic denial!

Although, after seeing the works of the Huaxia Writers Association and the delegation of Beijing University, everyone in the delegation of Huaqing University already knew that they might not get good results in this game.

However, when I heard the results of such a review, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The host Zhang Kaifeng said softly: "Now that all the paintings are displayed, let's ask Mr. Cui to comment on the three teams, a total of four works, everyone is welcome." ”

At the Convention and Exhibition Center, a large part of the reason why so many visitors came - Cui Mubai is a judge.

Cui Mubai has a very high seniority, very old qualifications, and strong ability.

Whether in the literary world or in the antique world, it is an existence that can make people give a thumbs up.

Many people are here for Cui Mubai.

Now, I can finally hear Cui Mubai's comments as I wish, and the audience is naturally very excited.

"Bang Bang!"

The audience burst into the warmest applause.

At this time, Cui Mubai picked up the microphone and smiled easily: "Host, I want to correct one of your mistakes, not all the paintings are displayed." ”

"Aren't all paintings?" The host Zhang Kaifeng was suddenly a little stunned, and glanced at the four small circles formed on the stage, "Mr. Cui, what do you mean?"

Cui Mubai said with a smile, "The delegation of Huaqing University, there is still a work that has not been displayed. ”

"Huh?"

At this time, not only the host was stunned, but also the teachers and professors of Huaqing University were all stunned.

They glanced at each other, and then Tao Chenxuan smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Cui, I'm sorry, we at Huaqing University only painted this work." ”

Cui Mubai didn't seem to hear Tao Chenxuan's words, and looked directly at the representative office of Huaqing University on the stage with a pair of eyes full of expectation.

In other words, he locked his eyes on Zhang Xingxing, who was sitting in the corner with a very leisurely expression.

smiled: "Zhang Xingxing, shouldn't you take out your work and give it to us to enjoy?"

"Zhang Xingxing?"

People from Jingcheng University and the Huaxia Writers Association on the stage may not know this name.

However, everyone in Huaqing University knew it, and they all looked back and looked at Zhang Xingxing with puzzled eyes.

At this time, the camera also followed the eyes of the teachers and professors of Huaqing University and fell on Zhang Xingxing.

Zhang Xingxing's expression was consistent and relaxed, as if he was completely unaware of the camera and the eyes of more and more people, and he had already looked at him.

Zhang Xingxing did not speak, but picked up the drawing paper on the table alone, walked a few steps forward, and came to the front of the stage.

"Wow!"

Then, Zhang Xingxing's hands were gently loosened, and a painting about 1.5 meters long was exposed in front of everyone.

"Wow!"

"This ......"

"It's ......"

"This ......"

"Oh my God!"

"I'm supposed to be dreaming, right?"

"How could it be ......"

The audience at the scene, after seeing the painting, their hearts jumped violently, and their mouths trembled.

And Wang Dongting and Ma Zhifeng on the judges' bench, staring at the painting in Zhang Xingxing's hand, had already blackened their mouths, Zhang's boss, as if he could stuff an egg at any time, and saliva dripped down his chin and on his legs, but he still didn't know it.

Cui Mubai, who was also sitting on the judges' seat, clenched his fists, and his whole person trembled with excitement.

The host on the stage, as well as the representatives of the Huaxia Writers Association, Jingcheng University and Huaqing University, did not know what the painting in his hand was because they were standing behind Zhang Xingxing.

However, looking at the strange expressions of the audience and judges around him, he couldn't help but move closer to Zhang Xingxing.

The next moment, everyone, all frozen.

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