"Of course!" Liu Caiyi didn't think she would lose, and continued: "However, if Miss Ye loses, I hope Miss Ye can take the initiative to send a message admitting that she plagiarized!"

"Can."

Liu Caiyi's eyes flashed with a look of success.

Ye Zhuo is just waiting to make a fool of himself.

She thought that Ye Zhuo would find a way to refuse, but she didn't expect that idiot Ye Zhuo actually agreed.

After saying that, Liu Caiyi walked out from the seat and walked backstage.

Ye Zhuo's eyebrows did not change and he stood up slightly.

Old Mrs. Cen pulled Ye Zhuo's hand and said, "Come on, Ye Zi!" Although she was not worried about Ye Zhuo losing at all, the sense of ceremony was indispensable.

Ye Zhuo smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I will do it."

On the stage, the second elder had already arranged the easel for painting.

To be fair, both easels and painting tools are the same.

When they came to the stage, Liu Caiyi looked at Ye Zhuo and said, "Miss Ye, although these two easels are the same, you are a guest, so you choose first."

"Thank you." Ye Zhuo glanced at Liu Caiyi and walked to the easel on the left calmly.

Ye Zhuo came to the easel and was not in a hurry to write, but raised his hand to polish it.

Haste makes waste.

Drawing and writing require inspiration and hard work before the works have soul and give people a sense of visual impact.

Liu Caiyi came to the easel on the left and started to paint.

To strike first is to be stronger.

Painting is no exception.

Liu Caiyi has studied Chinese painting for many years. She understands Chinese painting very well, not to mention that the theme was decided by her.

Landscape and countryside.

Recently, Liu Caiyi has been studying this theme and has visited many exhibitions about landscapes and pastoral paintings.

Therefore, when she came up with the topic, she had a perfect landscape and countryside in mind.

If Ye Zhuo really knew how to paint, he wouldn't let her decide the topic.

this means.

Ye Zhuo doesn't know how to draw at all.

Because he already had the perfect answer in his heart, Liu Caiyi started writing extremely smoothly, which was amazing.

Everyone at the table looked at the stage attentively.

"President Liu is so awesome!"

"As expected of the president, although this painting is only half finished, people can already see the soul!"

“This is my first time to see President Liu painting live!”

"So beautiful."

Liu Caiyi saw that half of the painting was done, but Ye Zhuo didn't even move his pen.

There was a lot of discussion at the table.

"what's up?"

"I guess I can't draw! After all, I'm a plagiarist!"

"Oh my god! This is so embarrassing!"

"It's really embarrassing. I'm even embarrassed for her."

At this moment, Ye Zhuo picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and started sketching. She started writing so fast that you could only see the afterimages.

only.

It's pretty fast, but it's hard to understand what's being drawn.

There are no rules.

Compared to the word painting.

Or 'graffiti' would be a more appropriate description.

"Oh my God, what is she doing?"

"I can't understand it either? Are you trying to draw a talisman?"

"If I were her, I would just find a crack in the ground and burrow down."

Mr. Qi looked at Ye Zhuo and frowned slightly.

Could it be...that he really saw the wrong person?

Ye Zhuo doesn't know how to draw at all?

Mr. Qi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Liu Caiyi curled her lips.

Now is just the beginning.

In a moment, she will make Ye Zhuo even more embarrassed!

She will use her strength to prove to Ye Zhuo what a real talent is!

Ye Zhuo?

He's just a clown.

Ye Zhuo's eyebrows remained unchanged, and amidst everyone's discussion, he calmly changed a brush and began to color and shape it.

It's like magic.

The originally messy painting became alive under Ye Zhuo's hands, as if it was suddenly given life.

The discussion stopped abruptly at this moment.

The air was eerily quiet, as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button.

The second elder rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might not believe it was true.

I don't even believe that a little girl who looks only eighteen or nineteen years old can paint Chinese paintings so well.

Can be biased.

All this is really happening.

Everyone at the table was also shocked, "Oh my god, this painting is so good!"

"awesome!"

"Ahhh! I'm going to cry!"

Hearing the discussion among the people at the table, Liu Caiyi's lips curled up slightly.

I think everyone was shocked by her.

She began to conceive of this work in March last year, but she never expected that it would be completed under such circumstances.

Liu Caiyi already knew that after her painting was completed, everyone would be shocked.

But she didn't expect that everyone would be so shocked.

"Vice President Liu, I've finished the painting, how long do you need?"

At this moment, a clear voice appeared in the air.

This is Ye Zhuo's voice.

Finished painting?

What the hell can Ye Zhuo draw?

"I've finished drawing it too."

Liu Caiyi's eyes were full of disdain. She put down her paintbrush and turned back to look at Ye Zhuo. Her eyes fell on the painting beside Ye Zhuo. At this sight, she was immediately stunned.

His face turned pale.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This, this painting was painted by Ye Zhuo.

The background is night.

The whole countryside was shrouded in black, and the stars were shining brightly in the sky.

On a summer night, three or two children were catching fireflies with cattail fans.
To be continued...