Chapter Five Hundred and First
The judges on the field can be said to be experts in painting. These people almost know at a glance that this is a work completed using the realistic painting method. Although the bunch of grapes on the work is not large, it is still a bit strange for everyone to draw a very time-consuming realistic work in this time-limited competition environment. Because in such a short period of time, it would be a pity if it was not completed within the time limit.
The judges on the field looked at the details of this work very carefully, and at the same time praised that the author's skill is full, the work is very vivid, and it is already an excellent work. But they were even more surprised when they took a closer look at who the author was. It turns out that the author is actually Zhang Yu! This result has to say that the judges on the field and all the audience off the stage were a little stunned.
Zhang Yu! As a genius who just won the championship of the calligraphy group, who could forget it so quickly. Now everyone knows that Zhang Yu's calligraphy is good, it's not surprising. The strange thing is that a person with such a strong calligraphy background can also draw such awesome works of art, which has to be very surprising! Is it possible that there are people in the world who have the stunt of both calligraphy and painting?
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Wu Yi, president of the Zhonghai Artists Association, took a close look at Zhang Yu's paintings and said rarely, "Zhang Yu! Not only is your realism good at painting! It's also very efficient. How long did it take you? Completed?"
"Almost the full duration of the time limit!" Zhang Yu said.
Wu Yi nodded and said, "You can complete a realistic work in such a short period of time! It's already very rare. But I think you're still a little too risky! If you can't complete it within the time limit, you can draw it well. No matter how good it is, it doesn't make any sense."
Zhang Yu smiled and didn't say anything... Wu Yi said, "Actually, with your current realistic skills! Even if you draw a semi-finished product, you can still enter the next round smoothly. Of course, whether you can make it to the finals depends on the other contestants. In fact, there are not many flaws in this piece of yours, but the color is a little monotonous, but it doesn’t matter, I believe that as long as you practice for a while, your strength will definitely rise to a new level.”
"Thank you teacher!" Zhang Yu said. <>
The judges had seen other works and had a brief exchange... Zhang Yu, Lu Yuxuan and Deng Xiaoyu all qualified at the same time and entered the next round hand in hand.
Zhang Yu's work was selected as the excellent work in this field. However, what is different from the calligraphy competition is that this time Zhang Yu's works are not individually hung on the top of all the works. Although Zhang Yu's completion was also excellent this time, the judges agreed that his use of colors was mediocre and had not yet reached the point of standing out from the crowd.
Zhang Yu actually knew that it was impossible to draw perfect works with a set of 24-color cheap colored pencils he had won from others. Although he is now at the level of a master in terms of realistic style, after all, he is also a clever woman who can't cook without rice, because if the master leaves the professional tools, sometimes it may not be much better than the apprentice.
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The competition of the youth group is over, and the next is the competition of the senior group...
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Ning Qin was very happy at this time. The three contestants from her school actually qualified for the next round at the same time, which made Ning Qin very happy. Especially Zhang Yu, who not only writes well in calligraphy, but also paints well, which makes Ning Qin deeply admire.
Han Kai's expression was a little unhappy, although three students from his school also entered the next round. But it is nothing more than a draw with No. 1 Middle School now. What made him even more annoyed was that Zhang Yu's painting was surprisingly good, which he didn't expect.
You must know that Han Kai is not a professional painter after all. In his eyes, Zhang Yu's paintings are flawless and perfect. If a work that looks like a photo cannot win the championship, what kind of work can win the championship?
Han Kai felt a little irritable, and it seemed that it was more appropriate to ask about the situation. Thinking of this, he stood up under the pretense of urinating and left the VIP area, but actually walked towards the team of his own school. <>
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The group of people in the Beitong High School were also discussing at this time... Of course, most of the topics were still on Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu's paintings are surprisingly good, which is something that no one expected. To say that at the beginning, there was still some language conflict between this group of people and Zhang Yu, naturally, Zhang Yu was regarded as a level nuisance. But as time went by, these people discovered that this nasty bastard was indeed a genius at heart, which gave these people a subversive view of Zhang Yu... Just a few words can be sold for a lot of money. The students of , to say that they are no longer an opponent of the same level as themselves. When an ordinary person is facing a genius, although he may not express his admiration, he can still hear the affirmation of the other's talent in his words.
At this time, Hao Chengze had an unhappy expression on his face. These companions around him were now evaluating Zhang Yu higher and higher, which naturally made him more and more unhappy, and some words were unpleasant: "You guys Can't do it! What's so great about that guy, is it necessary to blow him so badly? Isn't this growing the enemy's ambition and destroying his own prestige!"
Feng Jing made a helpless expression when he heard the words, and said, "You think we want that! I just went to see his work, and to be honest, it's not much different from the photos. It looks like a bunch of real grapes! I've never seen anyone paint something like that."
"No! The grapes are not much worse than the photos. I think the champion of this painting competition is probably the guy's bag."
"If you want to say that Zhang Yu's guy is really perverted, I don't want to say that he writes well, and he draws so well. Let's not let others mess with it!"
"Alas! I used to say that I was the best painter among the writers. Now it seems! This sentence will no longer apply to me in the future!"
"Hehehehe!" The people around heard the words and laughed at the same time. Of course, this kind of smile was a little weird and a little embarrassing.
"That's not necessarily!" Hao Chengze said angrily, "I don't think Zhang Yu's painting skills are higher than his calligraphy skills! Did you forget that he was in the first round of the previous calligraphy competition, and his work was immediately selected by the judges. The best work.<>And now, it's nothing more than an excellent work! From this point of view, it can be seen that the guy is completely flamboyant, and it is not useful."