Hearing Wei Donglai's sneer, Tao Waner subconsciously pursed her lips and said unhappily.
Although Liu Qingxi said nothing, her slight frown showed that she seemed to dislike those two people.
But whether they like it or not, Wei Donglai has become the center of attention at this moment.
Eight stars!
The best result in the competition so far, this result amazed countless literary practitioners around me.
As for Wei Donglai, he was recognized by the Holy Table in the first game, and now he has achieved such good results. This also proves from another aspect that this guy is indeed a bit arrogant and has little money.
But only a little bit...
Bu Wei Donglai and Xi Tongzhou obviously did not have such a consciousness. After getting eight stars, they both showed off in the field, as if they had won the final victory in this game. Their postures were so arrogant,
Even Su Ping'an, who was immersed in painting, had to raise his head and pay attention to them.
And this glance was caught by Wei Donglai, who raised his chin provocatively towards Su Ping'an, and his pride was self-evident.
"hehe……"
Su Pingan was amused by the other party's attitude, but he was not angry.
Just like the eagle never cares about what the bugs think on the ground, and the lion never cares about what the ants think... Su Ping'an certainly doesn't care about the temporary pride of a loser who is destined to end up being a loser.
Then, Su Ping'an lowered his head and continued to paint. In front of him, several pages of painted scrolls were stacked next to the drawing board, but he still had no intention of stopping, because the painting he wanted to paint... was a bit big!
At the same time, on the other side, Bai Qianxue was still painting under the pavilion. She seemed to be truly immersed in another world, completely undisturbed by outside sounds. From a distance, it seemed as if she was a person herself.
Picture scroll.
On the other side, Xi Yinting continued to paint. While he was painting, he would raise his head and look at Bai Qianxue from time to time, as if waiting for the other person to stop painting first, and then he would stop painting.
In addition to the three of them, many other literary cultivators and painters around them have been influenced by the painting appraiser.
Some people only finished the painting in the middle, but when they heard the news of painting appraisals over there, they felt unstable for a while, so it was difficult to continue painting, and they even had to give up halfway; there were also people who were anxious and stopped painting.
There was a deviation in the wind, which ultimately affected the artistic conception of the painting and ruined the entire painting.
Therefore, for painters, the test of mood seems to be particularly important.
After Wei Donglai finished appraising the paintings, there were many other painters who completed the painting and also came forward one by one to appraise the paintings. However, in the subsequent appraisals, no one could reach or surpass Wei Donglai's results.
This made Xi Tongzhou and Wei Donglai more and more convinced that they might really be able to avenge their shame this time.
In the blink of an eye, the time has arrived in the afternoon, and there are fewer and fewer people painting in the Painting Road Branch. However, as the completion time lengthens, the quality of the paintings begins to increase.
Five-star, six-star, and seven-star works appeared one after another, which also caused many people to exclaim, but in the end, Wei Donglai temporarily maintained the leading position.
"It seems that if you want to break this score, you still have to look at those three people!"
"Yes, but why did it take so long for them to paint? It has been close to three hours from morning to now, but they haven't finished painting yet. Isn't it too long?"
"Relax, for half of the painters, the length of time will not affect the level of their paintings, but for the three of them, the longer the time, the higher the quality of their paintings. Now I have become more and more
Looking forward to watching the three of them appraise paintings..."
At the scene, the waiting time can make people feel a little anxious.
As the painting appreciation continued, there were fewer and fewer people painting on site, but there was never a better quality painting. This made the people present gradually turn their attention back to Bai Qianxue, Su Pingan and Xi.
On Yinting's body.
There is no doubt that the best chance of breaking the current best result is only the three of them.
And painting for a long time is sometimes a test of the painter's energy.
Fortunately, Su Ping'an and the other two are all literary cultivators, and their cultivations are very strong, so with the support of literary energy, they don't feel tired.
However, the people around were not so happy, especially the tourists who came to the Wen Palace and some ordinary people who just came to watch the excitement. After waiting for a long time, they had to find a place to sit down and eat.
Let's have some drinks to replenish our energy.
"Sister Qingxi, I brought some snacks when I came out this morning. You can try them too..."
While appreciating paintings, Tao Waner took out a plate of exquisite pastries from her small storage sachet, and then took Liu Qingxi to the side to rest. Obviously, this girl is usually a greedy person, so these snacks
Only then will it be ready at all times.
However, Liu Qingxi was obviously not in the mood at this time. She shook her head and declined: "I'm not hungry, you can eat!"
Tao Waner didn't pay attention, then picked up a small piece of peach blossom cake and ate it in small bites, while looking curiously in the direction of Su Pingan, wondering: "I don't know what that guy will draw in this scene." Qingxi
Sister, can you guess it?!"
Hearing this, Liu Qingxi paused. She subconsciously thought of Su Pingan's first painting. Since Su Pingan's first painting reminded him of the Qingfeng Restaurant in Qingyun County, would he...
She actually had a vague guess in her mind, but she was not sure, so she shook her head slightly, "I can't guess either!"
"Oh, I'm so curious. How long will they continue to paint..."
Tao Waner's curiosity grew, so she seemed a little impatient.
And at this moment, under the pavilion by the lake, the white figure suddenly stopped writing in his hand, and then let out a long sigh of relief.
When a student from the Painting Road Branch who had been paying attention to the situation here saw it, his eyes immediately lit up and he shouted: "Senior Sister Bai's painting is finished!"
This sound shocked everyone present.
At the same time, on the other side of Xiyin Pavilion, when Bai Qianxue finished painting, he quickly put away the pen and ink in his hand, as if he had finished the painting long ago and was waiting for this moment.
"Senior Brother Xi is also finished!"
Everyone looked even happier.
Then everyone seemed to remember something, and then their eyes moved to the other side of the hall in unison, where Su Pingan happened to stop writing.
