After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

Normally, the time limit for a sketch contest is more than ten minutes.

But changing to traditional Chinese painting, adding lines, coloring, etc., still seemed tense for three hours.

Most sane students chose to focus on depicting an insect.

And like the more comfortable repeater, Yang Junye and others.

There will be two to three insects in their paintings, together with parts of leaves or flowers, paying attention to the integrity of the picture and the story.

Tanggulaben thinks this way too.

Until he saw Qi Linqing's paintings—

Two 4k rice papers are densely filled with rounded lines, with almost no gaps.

Tanggula's pupils quake, stunned.

Traditional Chinese painting is not like a sketch, it can be drafted. Therefore, the outline of the pen is a test of skill.

Qi Linqing slightly rolled up half of his sleeves, with his left hand propped on his right wrist, and he waved a brush easily as if... sweeping the floor? ?

Tanggula didn't know why this strange description popped up in his mind.

It was as if the other party was a sweeping robot with no emotions.

In addition, Qi Linqing's movements are very rhythmic. If a song is being played on the spot at this time, maybe every stroke, dip in ink, and line drawing can be in harmony with the rhythm of the song.

Coupled with his good-looking face, it looks very pleasing to the eye.

Several nearby students also accidentally saw these two scenes when they looked up.

student:"???"

They are very careful with their pens one by one, for fear of smudging and staining the ink. The other party is so casual and unrestrained.

Is this the uneven value of the world?

But astonished and surprised, none of the students and Tanggula stared at Qi Linqing.

After all, they haven't finished drawing by themselves.

…

It took Qi Linqing two hours to trace the line, and another one and a half hours to paint.

In fact, he is not very good at meticulous brushwork, and he is even better at freehand brushwork.

Gongbi is commonly known as academy, and it is made with meticulous brushwork and pays attention to the beauty of lines.

However, freehand brushwork does not pay attention to lines and images.

But the root of Chinese painting is to describe two things or scenes by relying on techniques.

As two poor low-level painters in Qi Linqing's previous life, of course he had to paint everything in order to get a good meal.

He is usually very good at observing, and he is quite handy when he draws insects in the style of meticulous brushwork.

At the same time, the game came to an end.

Tanggula breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the last stroke, carefully checked his painting to confirm that it was correct, and then turned to look at Qi Linqing.

With these two eyes, he was suppressed.

This is no longer an ordinary painting.

It is simply a work of art.

On the white paper, there are two lavender flower fields full of paintings, dozens of insects, butterflies, bees, praying mantises, beetles, caterpillars, dragonflies...every one is as lifelike as a real thing.

Isn't Qi Linqing installing a printing press in his mind? How can he remember the details of so many bugs...

Tanggula's heart was shocked again and again.

Qi Linqing noticed his gaze and smiled friendly at him while washing his pen.

Tanggula couldn't help but lowered his head and glanced at his painting.

He also drew two butterflies and bees just now, but compared with each other—

There is no harm without comparison.

Don't need judges, Tangula knew that he had lost thoroughly.

Ashamed, he silently moved the painting inward, not wanting the other person to see it.

"Brother Tang, you painted well." He suddenly heard Qi Linqing praise him.

At the age of the opponent, Qi Linqing felt that Tangula was already very talented.

Although knowing that it might be just comforting, this kind of heartfelt tone made Tangula blush.

But...what the **** is Brother Tang? ?

…

It takes time to wait for the ink to dry before collecting all the rice paper, or it may accidentally ruin the painting.

Now the judges will personally walk down to the table and look at the past to score on-site.

The full score is 10, and there are two series of deduction standards such as line, color, and picture completion.

The two art teachers first score the basic points, and then Professor Tang decides.

Finally, they were ranked in order, and the top three with the highest scores won prizes in the city competitions, and also won the opportunity to advance to the national competition.

At this time, the student who ranked first watched the judges leave the seat and was ready to start scoring.

When two of the teachers saw his painting, they were slightly stunned: "How do you draw the cockroach?"

The student was embarrassed: "Because I, I seem to remember the shape of a cockroach..."

teachers:"…"

They discussed twice with Professor Tang and determined that the student’s score was 2.5.

Tang Shaoyue is an upright person, especially rigorous professionally.

He not only gave fair scores, but also evaluated two pertinent opinions to the students:

"Your basic skills and lines are not solid enough. The grasp of shape and color needs to be strengthened."

The students were immediately grateful and thankful.

With such strict control, there are very few contestants who can exceed five points in the front.

Even the senior who repeated the grade for four years, the overall evaluation is only 6 points.

After Tang Shaoyue pointed out his shortcomings, he could see that the player was still a little unwilling.

But Tang Shaoyue didn't say anything, so he continued to look at the two paintings after he finished speaking.

Until it was Yang Junye's turn.

Seeing his painting, Tang Shaoyue nodded in satisfaction and gave a high score of 7.5.

"You paint better than my son." Tang Shaoyue patted him on the shoulder.

Yang Junye wanted to appear calm, but he couldn't hold back his joy when he was young.

"Thank you... Professor Tang!"

The two judges and teachers also boasted, thinking that this child is indeed a genius, and it is estimated that he will be second this year.

This time Professor Tang's biological son also participated in the competition. It stands to reason that Professor Tang should have avoided suspicion.

However, since the organizer will select him as a judge, it is also to determine his character and there will be no selfishness.

Besides, there are so many eyes watching at the scene.

Soon, Tang Shaoyue walked to Tanggula's side.

Tang Shaoyue didn't look at his son's painting, but first turned his attention to Qi Linqing on the other side.

Why on earth did Ji Youguang admire him so much?

Tang Shaoyue pondered, the other party's appearance was indeed a little more outstanding.

The black-haired boy leaned forward and bowed, and said politely, "Hello, Teacher Tang."

Tang Shaoyue nodded, moving his gaze down on the painting in front of the table.

However, the moment he saw the painting, his expression changed suddenly.

What Ji Youguang said turned out to be the truth!

"This this!"

The two judges and teachers behind him also covered their mouths in shock.

Exquisite and appropriate lines, there are no two extras at all.

The shape of the insect is so vivid as to fly out of the drawing paper!

The content is also extremely rich, the meticulous brushwork, even the roots and hairs of the insects, the veins of the leaves are clearly visible! —It really makes them unbelievable that this was drawn in a mere three hours.

They also graduated with a major in traditional Chinese painting.

This is not like a work that a high school student can draw at all!

Tang Shaoyue even bent over and stared at the painting closely, his eyes hot as if he was about to burn a hole in it.

"Professor Tang," the judge teacher asked in a low voice, "Shall we start scoring now?"

Tang Shaoyue: "Yeah."

The two judges and teachers just thought that Yang Junye could secure second place this time, but he would have broken into two dark horses halfway through.

Just looking at the quality of the painting, the young man in front of him is definitely more than a bit stronger than Yang Junye.

It was the first two times that they saw Professor Tang so obsessed and looked at each other.

"Why, 9 points?"

Tang Shaoyue hadn't reacted as soon as he finished speaking, and the students around him were shocked.

What is the concept of 9 points? !

This time Yang Junye only scored 7.5 points...

Tanggula pursed her lips, thinking that it is worth it to be Qi Linqing.

However, his dad has always been strict, and the final score may be slightly lower than 9 points.

The judges teacher turned his head and asked Tang Shaoyue: "Professor Tang, do you think it is okay?"

Tang Shaoyue paused and said, "I think the score is low."

the judge:"!!"

Tangula: "???"

Tang Shaoyue: "I think he should be scored ten."

the judge:"…"

Tangula: "..."

Tangula is incredible. What happened to his dad today?

Qi Linqing himself was a little unexpected.

Two of the judges could not help asking: "Professor Tang, is this true?"

City B has held Chinese painting competitions for so many years, and no one has ever scored full marks.

Tang Shaoyue asked, "Don't you think this painting is worth very much?"

The teachers of the two judges were silent for a moment.

Okay, it seems, it's really worth it.

Tang Shaoyue: "I gave him ten points because the full score is only ten points. What do you think?"

Judge teacher: "Okay, then 10 points!"

With that, both of them breathed a little bit faster.

Now that Professor Tang has admitted, they are naturally indispensable.

They are about to witness the birth of the first full score in the history of the Ink Cup Chinese Painting Competition in City B!

The two judges looked at Qi Linqing with completely different eyes.

The other contestants around were almost shocked to drop their jaws.

But when they couldn't restrain their curiosity and came to watch, they had to admit that the painting in front of them was indeed worthy of full marks.

The news spread quickly in the arena like wings.

When someone told the repeater, the senior thought he was joking with him: "Ten? Really or fake."

"Really! If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself!"

The senior didn't believe it at first, but when he walked over to look at the painting by Qi Linqing, he was taken aback.

He once thought that Yang Junye was already a genius.

But compared with the other party, Yang Junye is nothing.

But Yang Junye was full of confidence and thought he could get the second one this time. Before the game, he noticed that several newspapers and media were squatting in front of the school, presumably waiting to interview him.

Knowing that he heard that someone present got full marks.

Yang Junye's second reaction is impossible.

"Who?"

The classmate replied: "Qi Linqing."

Yang Junye knew this person.

When Qi Linqing participated in "Tang Yue Fengyun" as the painter Gao Lanxi on the hot search, he and his friends laughed at each other a few words.

He subconsciously pushed away from the crowd and walked quickly towards Qi Linqing.

At this time, there were already a lot of people here, and Tang Shaoyue had not left yet.

After he saw the other party's painting, he felt as if he had been subjected to a fixation technique.

Everyone was talking about it.

"It looks really good."

"Qi Linqing is so amazing, it's completely different from what is said on the Internet."

"How do I feel that there is something wrong with his Chinese painting? Is it a mixture of modern sketches, it looks so realistic..."

Tang Shaoyue glanced at them and said, "No."

Most of the contestants were ignorant.

Now that Chinese painting is becoming more and more lonely, Tang Shao took a deep breath and exhaled it again.

He knew that he could not criticize their ignorance.

After all, no one believes this matter.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for him to imagine.

"You will find the same technique when you look at ancient paintings from before the Song Dynasty in the museum."

"Technique?" Someone was suspicious.

Tang Shaoyue's complexion: "Yes, this is a traditional Chinese painting technique that has been lost for thousands of years."

The crowd was in an uproar.

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