Chapter 761: The First Round of Painting

The whole place was dead silent, no applause, no cheers, only dead silence and shock.

The eyes of more than a hundred people, upstairs and downstairs, were all focused on Ye Tianlong, the boy illuminated by the bright lights.

What kind of genius can listen to an original song once, then play it as it is, and make the style and details better?

What speed can make the temperature of the strings reach the burning point that can burn banknotes, and still leave the piano without any damage?

What kind of arrogance can stand in front of Lin Shaoqing and blow the smoke from his mouth on her pretty face unscrupulously?

The expressions on everyone's faces, except for shock, seemed to have no more expressions to describe their feelings at this time.

"Tianlong!"

It was unknown how long it took, and Lan Xiaomo, who reacted, screamed, just one scream, and immediately woke up everyone in the audience.

Then, applause sounded like a storm, sweeping the luxurious and spacious hall, and the audience desperately gave applause and praise to Ye Tianlong on the stage.

Although Ye Tianlong is very arrogant, one has to admit that his talent is amazing.

Some sharp-eyed spectators also found that Ye Tianlong's brain is unusually flexible. For a simple slap in the face, he used Murong Fu's "returning the favor in his own way", Stephen Chow's 007 cigarettes with a gangster flavor, and Chow Yun-fat's Xiao Ma Ge's burning banknotes, which made the slap in the face sound loud.

Ye Tianlong didn't care about the eyes and cheers of the crowd. For him, these were all expected. He gently blew out the flames on the banknotes.

He picked up the banknote that was burned by one-third, folded it and stuffed it into Lin Shaoqing's bodice: "Submit, or not?"

Lin Shaoqing lowered his head and glanced at the broken banknote, then looked at Ye Tianlong stubbornly: "Is this your quality?"

She grabbed the banknote and threw it on the ground coldly, holding on to the last bit of dignity.

Seeing Lin Shaoqing being thrown on the ground by the broken banknote, the bearded musician rushed to pick it up regardless of the eyes of the crowd, and then excitedly put it into his wallet.

That cautiousness is no less than picking up a lottery ticket worth 5 million. This torn ticket is of great commemorative significance and is also his lifelong goal.

"Just win or lose, what's the point of talking about quality?"

Ye Tianlong flicked the cigarette into the ashtray: "Besides, you guys are only worthy of people of my quality, after all, low-level against low-level."

He took out his wallet, took out a hundred yuan, and put it back on the small plate of the bearded musician.

The bearded musician's eyes became clearer, and he was deeply touched. This kid's character is beyond reproach.

Hearing Ye Tianlong's words, Lin Shaoqing's pretty face changed: "You——"

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me in person, do you accept this round?"

Ye Tianlong interrupted Lin Shaoqing: "If you shamelessly say you don't accept it, I will immediately declare this round a draw."

His smile was very cunning. In his opinion, Lin Shaoqing's cheating was far more interesting than admitting defeat.

Lin Shaoqing's mouth twitched, and her expression was very embarrassed. She didn't want to admit defeat, but she knew that playing tricks would ruin her reputation.

Even a blind man could see who won and who lost in this round. Ye Tianlong was better than her. If she played tricks shamelessly, she would probably be criticized by countless people.

"Boy, don't be arrogant. Do you think you won?"

Huo Ziguang walked up with an angry face: "What's your ability to copy Shaoqing's song? If you have the ability, play an original song yourself."

"You can only copy and imitate. What's the use of playing well? There is no creativity at all."

"In my opinion, Shaoqing is better than you

He also raised his arm and shouted: "Everyone, do I make sense?"

After the voice fell, Lin Shaoqing's pretty face blushed, and then raised her head, very unwilling, but helpless: "This round, I lost."

Huo Ziguang was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Shaoqing to admit defeat. He looked anxious: "Shaoqing, why admit defeat..."

Lin Shaoqing said in a low voice: "Don't embarrass yourself. "

Huo Ziguang seemed to listen to Lin Shaoqing's words very much, and he immediately stopped talking after hearing it.

"The president won, the president won, it's great!"

"Long live the president, long live the president, president, we love you!"

Xu Jiajia and Liu Yongkang also cheered, completely forgetting the grievances in the past, and only worshipped and supported Ye Tianlong.

I thought I was going to be slapped in the face today, but I didn't expect that not only did I not lose face, but I slapped Huo Ziguang in the face, which was so refreshing.

Huo Ziguang's faces became ugly, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead!

Xu Jiajia and others rushed up, surrounded Ye Tianlong and cheered continuously, and Lan Xiaomo was even closer to Ye Tianlong, like a little bird, as if she was his woman.

"Now, is it your turn to say that you are not worthy of carrying our shoes?"

Lan Xiaomo looked at the high-ranking Lin Shaoqing and Huo Ziguang at the right time, and her smile became bright but with a hint of thorns: "Be louder. "

"We have poor hearing and are worried that we can't hear clearly, so we ask you to say it twice."

Huo Ziguang was furious: "Lan Xiaomo, don't go too far!"

"Bully you, what? Can't we bully you now?"

Lan Xiaomo's pretty face sank, and her voice rose by two points: "You have already lost, why don't you quickly tuck your tail between your legs? Do you want to embarrass yourself?"

Huo Ziguang's original words were thrown back by Lan Xiaomo without any courtesy, and Huo Ziguang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Xu Jiajia and the others said together: "Hurry up and fulfill your promise, and say it in public, you are not worthy of carrying our shoes."

"You think too much."

Lin Shaoqing waved his hand to stop Huo Ziguang and the others from talking. He took a step forward and looked at Ye Tianlong and Lan Xiaomo: "You did win this round."

"But you haven't won the whole competition. We agreed to win two out of three games. In the first game, we won the competition."

"In the second game, Dou Qin, you won. Everyone won one and lost one. It's a tie. It's too early to fulfill your promise."

Lin Shaoqing's lips curled up with a trace of teasing: "You have been fooled even by winning two out of three games. If you want to completely defeat us, you still have a long way to go."

When Xu Jiajia and the others heard this, they all clapped their heads. They were too happy, and they were indeed not yet the ultimate victory.

"Hahaha, that's right, you haven't had the last laugh yet."

Huo Ziguang also responded with a slap on his head: "If we won just now, we would have won two games. You have completely lost. You have to stand up and admit defeat."

"Now that you have won, it will be a tie and the third game will be needed to decide the winner."

Thinking that he would not have to lose face and even have a chance to win the final victory, Huo Ziguang felt better and became more arrogant:

"Let me tell you, no matter how arrogant you are now, how painful it will be in the end. We will never underestimate our enemy and give you a chance again."

When Ye Tianlong smiled and said nothing, Lan Xiaomo snorted: "Stop talking nonsense, let's draw the line for the third round."

Huo Ziguang sneered and said, "In the first and second rounds, you guys set the questions. In the third round, it's our turn."

He looked at Lin Shaoqing: "Shaoqing, what are we better than?"

"I'm tired today. Let's end the competition here. You can also think about the project. Anyway, we have to stay here for a week."

Lin Shaoqing's beautiful eyes stared at Ye Tianlong, and her voice was cold:

"Tomorrow, we will give you a test project. If you think it is okay, how about we come here for the final round three days later?"

If Ye Tianlong hadn't appeared, she could have thrown out an item to decide the outcome at any time, but Ye Tianlong was too evil, so she had to be cautious.

Lan Xiaomo and the others all looked at Ye Tianlong, obviously letting him make the decision. They were now completely obeying Ye Tianlong's command.

"Stop fussing."

Ye Tianlong stretched and said casually: "My time is very precious, and I have no interest in wasting it on you."

"Second Battalion Commander, pull out my Italian cannon..."

He shouted to Liu Yongkang and the others: "No, go and show me the drawings from the first game."