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After finishing playing with the sand, Suwon Cheng sat cross-legged on the beach, thinking.

What is art?

Now that he has participated in this sand sculpture competition, Mizuhara Makoto plans to take it seriously. Shoddy works are disrespectful to his own heart.

To do it, you have to make a work of art.

Regarding the question of what art is, a thousand people have a thousand understandings.

Everyone has a different perspective on art, just as the old saying goes: "There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand readers."

“Art is Patrick Star?”

Mizuhara Makoto's eyelids twitched. He didn't know why, but an inexplicable answer suddenly appeared in his mind, and the scene of Deidara's self-destruction appeared.

It was quite a tragic scene.

But because what rose up in the explosion was not a big mushroom, but something like Patrick from SpongeBob SquarePants, he felt inexplicably funny.

But it is undeniable that Deidara is truly persistent in his artistic pursuits.

It's a wolf!

Is it just a sand sculpture of a big star?

"No, no, I can't really become like a sand sculpture just because I participate in a sand sculpture festival..."

I thought of myself on this coast, erecting a huge sand sculpture of Patrick, a fat starfish wearing a pair of fancy beach shorts.

The huge starfish opened its mouth, revealing two neat front teeth, and looked into the distance with "intelligent" eyes, as if there was a SpongeBob looking at him on the other side of the sea.

"Uh, this, ah!"

Why do you suddenly feel that this is also a kind of art?

Realizing that his thinking was about to be led astray, Mizuhara Makoto hurriedly shifted his attention and wandered around trying to get some inspiration from other people's works.

First up is the kitten’s.

"Meow! Meow!"

The kitten kept picking at the sand with her little paws, obviously having a lot of fun, and she didn't have to worry about getting herself dirty.

In The Cat God's Blessing, there is a skill called Cleansing.

After all, as a kitten in the new era, in addition to being able to be cute and cute to earn dried fish, it is also very important to be hygienic.

Because people definitely prefer clean and tidy cats to dirty cats.

The skill of cleaning ensures that she can play with confidence. She doesn't have to worry about getting dirty. She just needs to shake her body and it will be clean in an instant.

"Meow meow!"

Seeing Mizuhara Makoto coming over, Xiaomao also excitedly introduced his work to him. Although it was not completed yet, some prototypes could already be seen.

"Picture of a Hundred Fishes?"

Well, it’s something a kitten can create.

The works she creates are one fish after another, some of which she has eaten, some of which she has never eaten, and the largest bluefin tuna in the middle is what she wants to eat most right now.

Mizuhara Makoto felt that this work could also be called "The Greedy Cat's Fish Menu".

Then there's Ayano Uzumaki's.

Mizuhara Makoto could tell at a glance that she was carving the three little pigs at home - Dahua, Erhei and Xiaobai. As for why she made a statue for them, he didn't understand.

Is it to thank them in advance for their outstanding contribution to the table at home?

"This, which..."

When asked about the content of Uzumaki Ayano's works, she just hesitated and said nothing. It's really hard to guess a woman's mind, but it's better to understand it as a little cat.

Mizuhara Makoto shook his head and turned to other people's works.

After walking around most people's works, Mizuhara Makoto can still appreciate them, because they are all relatively realistic content.

But next door, at No. 39, this kid’s work is a bit abstract, and Mizuhara Makoto really can’t understand it.

So he stepped forward and asked curiously: "What are you carving?"

"Since you asked sincerely, I will tell you with great compassion that the person I carved is my father, the greatest man in the world!"

The little boy glanced at Mizuhara Makoto and said arrogantly.

"Ah."

Mizuhara Makoto was shocked by the little boy's speech. This sand sculpture carved like a slime was actually the little boy's father.

I don't know whether your father is great or not, but he is abstract enough now.

The words he wanted to vomit came to his lips, but Mizuhara Makoto swallowed them hard. If these words were spoken, the two of them would probably start a war.

He didn't want to fight with the kids.

However, the little boy's words also reminded him that a great work may not need to express anything. It is also feasible to carve a portrait to commemorate a great person.

Just like the Hokage Rock in Konoha Village and the two statues in the Valley of the End.

"Then who should I carve?"

Mizuhara Makoto quickly determined this.

All major painters and sculptors throughout the ages have usually produced such a work - a self-portrait. At this moment, Mizuhara Makoto decided to imitate them.

As long as an extraordinary person like him can carve out his own charm.

This must be a great work...

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Five days passed in a flash.

"Oh, that's good! Brother, you are quite handsome!"

In front of him is a carefully carved statue of himself. The ratio of the statue to himself is only one to one. Mizuhara Makoto is not overly pursuing largeness and grandeur.

Because the proportions are too large, it seems not good for people to stand underneath and look up at their nostrils.

"Meow meow!"

The little cat lying on the head also meowed that this sand sculpture was the greatest work she had ever seen, but the cat on the sculpture was not as cute as herself.

"It would be better if I could be around!"

Uzumaki Ayano did not comment, but thought silently in her heart. Although it was just a sand sculpture, she was still extremely envious of the kitten being able to appear on the scene.

The jury, led by the mayor, scored the results one by one starting from the top.

Just to maintain a sense of mystery, the scores will not be announced immediately, but will be announced at the final moment of awarding.

“The organizer is pretty good at it!”

Mizuhara Makoto touched his chin and said, as long as the suspense has not been revealed, everyone will maintain a sense of anticipation, and the excitement of this festival will be maintained until the end.

It's a bit like the results of the previous game have been announced, and there is a heartbeat segment, and advertisements are constantly inserted, just to whet your appetite.

"But this time the results should be good!"

Mizuhara Makoto found that the jury seemed to stay in front of his work for an extra tenth of a second.

If you don't have a special regard for your own work, why would you treat it so specially? It's a bit uncomfortable to have such a blatant preference.

It’s just that it would be difficult to handle if we get to the first place!

What a crappy autograph photo.

He really doesn’t want it, the uncles on the jury can just give him a second thought!

"Ahem, everyone has been waiting for a long time."

"Let's not talk nonsense. This sand sculpture competition has produced a lot of outstanding works. It is the most competitive competition in the past."

"There is one work in particular that is the greatest work since the founding of our town..."

"Oh! It's really unfortunate that I got first place."

Hearing what the host said, the result of the competition was no longer in doubt in Mizuhara Makoto's mind. After all, other than him, whose work can be called great?

It’s just that it’s hard to explain to the little cat!

For bluefin tuna, the two of them could only work hard to take second place.

Invincible is so lonely!

"The creator of the No. 1 work 'Father' will be invited to come to the stage to accept the award. Everyone welcomes it with applause!"

"Father?"

Mizuhara Makoto was a little confused. He was sculpting himself. Why did No.1 become his father? Did he write the wrong name when he filled in the title of the work? I called him daddy?

Until he saw the little boy on stage, Mizuhara Makoto showed a complicated expression...