Song Qingyuan was choked with a mouthful of old blood, and Yang Fen next to him suddenly burst into laughter.

"Oh what to do? Why am I so happy to get the fourth place?"

Everyone: "..."

On the stage, the host Liao Yicheng, the host of the show, raised the microphone in his hand.

"Everyone must be very confused. Why are the judges busy after the title was announced in the morning? It is because the professors also participated in this exchange of Chinese painting. Do you look forward to their works?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on and off the stage was stunned.

"What? The judges also participated in the competition?!"

"No wonder everyone bowed their heads and was busy in the morning. It turned out that the professors also had time limits!"

"No, didn't the judges know the competition topic long ago? Why do you still paint on the spot like the students?"

This is also something that everyone can't understand.

During the competition, students' paintings were required to be completed within three hours. Since the judges also need to paint together and use the same theme, why did they spend the same time as the students?

This is completely unreasonable, and there is no need for this. After all, the judges' level is already much higher.

"You may not know that the topic of this competition was written by President and was kept confidential before the competition, so it was the first time that the judges and teachers came into contact with this topic."

"Ah? The question was actually President Bai personally?!"

"I'll go! So that's how it is. No wonder the judges looked surprised in the morning. I understand after saying this."

"This is different from the rules of the competition in previous years? It has been changed a lot this year!"

"Don't that mean that the judges are also competing at the same time? Although the students' level is worse and the works of the two parties cannot be compared, it is OK between the judges and teachers!"

"I'm so looking forward to what you said. You can actually see so many works by famous artists on the spot!"

"Emmmm~~~ I was so excited that I bought a train ticket that I could see the top ten famous works at the same time? And it was a live version, so I made a sure profit in this wave!"

"It's a bloody profit! Those who didn't come will not vomit blood if they find out?"

"Others: Wrong!

"Missed the whole world, hahahahahaha!"

The audience was boiling, their excited expressions were red, and a layer of sweat appeared in their palms, and they shouted and started quickly.

Liao Yicheng on the stage smiled, "I saw it, everyone was very excited! To be honest, I was also very excited, so let's enjoy the works of the judges together!"

As this sound came to the ground, the style of the large screen on the stage changed, and the works of the participants were replaced one by one, and the paintings of the judges were replaced.

What's amazing is that the signatures of the ten pictures are mosaiced, replaced by the markings of 1 to 10.

Of course, no one noticed this at this time, and all the thoughts were attracted by the scenery in the painting.

"This painting of "How Beautiful Jiangshan" is very beautiful! The paintings of famous artists are indeed different. My god, I'm so excited to see them!"

"That work drawing of workers and peasants is also very good, okay? It fits the theme very well, I like this one!"

"I'm different. I feel that No. 5 Zhenmo who was fighting on the battlefield is different from others. The character has a very prominent personality-"

"Damn it! Why is there a picture of "Running Horse Picture" in it? But this picture looks a bit different?"

"What does it mean to be a little different? It's obviously very different, I like it!"

"What a domineering galloping horse, is this the horse king?!"

"The god of the king...but I like it, hahahahahaha!"

......

In a corner of the stage, Old Bai glanced at Old Li and Old Xue who were closest to him.

"You really decided?"

"I decided, and we also want to see who is better and worse in everyone's eyes."

Old Xue replied with a smile, his tone was quite calm, but Old Li, who was stinky next to him, did not have such a good expression.

"Hmph, you old man is so sly. You have deceived us into picking up your pen. Is it interesting to ask at this time?"

Although he replied, Professor Li also looked eager to try.

He also wanted to know how popular his painting was in the eyes of the audience.

curious!

Mr. Xue and Dean Wang looked at each other and lowered their heads and smiled heavily.

In fact, they vaguely guessed Mr. Bai’s intention when they picked up their pens in the morning. After appreciating everyone’s paintings at noon, Mr. Bai also wanted to ask everyone for their opinions.

As expected, everyone agreed with the president's proposal.

It’s no wonder that the Chinese painting list has not been updated for a long time. They are boring to watch the rankings as they are still intact all day long.

Since we have an excellent opportunity this time, we might as well take a look. They also want to know whether their level has improved or whether others have improved more than themselves!

After getting the last confirmation, Mr. Bai nodded to Liao Yicheng in the center. The latter understood and picked up the microphone again.

"Dear guests with voting machines, while enjoying the paintings, you can select the six most desirable paintings in your mind to use them as the voting criteria."

"Wow—"

Everyone was excited.

"Aoaoaoaoaoaoao-what's the scene? This is it?!"

"Damn it, it turns out that we can still vote for the judges???"

"Oh my God, my heart is already trembling. What kind of opportunity is this? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Don't, I can't hold the voting machine with both hands anymore, and my whole body shook into a sieve!"

"Damn it, I just told you why the signatures in the lower left corner of the ten works were mosaiced? It's really like waiting here?!"

"Damn it's true! They're all ranked!!!"

After a while, everyone realized that they discovered the familiar serial numbers from 1 to 10.

The audience in the audience was about to go crazy, and the eight participants on the stage were no less than that. Even Xue Mingxi, who was originally mature, widened his eyes.

While everyone was immersed in the good news, Song Qingyuan stood up and headed towards the host happily.

That's right, it's really awkward and flattering on his face!

"Host Liao, you see, the eight of us are also students who have registered with the association. Will each of us send us a voting machine?"

He wants to vote, too!

How could it be without them on such an important occasion?

Must have!

Not to be missed!

Yang Xiaofen, who had originally looked contemptuous to him, had no time to withdraw her expression and instantly turned into flattery.

"Yes, yes, we need a voting machine, too!"

"That's right, we are also registered members of the association's official website, and we have the right to vote!"

"Get the voting machine, get the voting machine!"

It exploded.
Chapter completed!