"This human consciousness is on the verge of being lost. He is a painter, and his obsession is this competition. You must take his place and continue!"
At this point, Qin Chu's expression also turned serious.
He stared at the canvas for two seconds, then reached out and painted a block of color onto it.
Extremely ugly.
Noah: "...That's a very good drawing. Don't draw it again without permission next time."
Qin and Chu were also greatly affected.
Noah quickly transmitted a bunch of painting knowledge into his brain, and then presented him with several famous paintings: "Pick a simple one and start copying it!"
"Simple? What's simple?" Qin Chu looked at it for a moment. "I can't even understand what this drawing is about. Besides, there's only one hour left. Do you think I can draw something that complicated?"
Noah was going crazy: "Aaaaaah, what do we do?"
"Draw it first and then we'll talk about it."
Time ticked by, and Qin Chu stared at the canvas in front of him, which was covered with the base color. Something very familiar came to mind.
Noah paused for two seconds, then asked, "Are you sure you want to draw this?"
Qin Chu nodded; if he didn't draw this, he had nothing else to draw.
As he spoke, Qin Chu began to write.
Although he didn't understand painting, he was always very skilled at using weapons.
His movements were initially clumsy, but gradually became smoother.
Judging by the movements alone, he does indeed resemble a master painter, but once you look at the canvas…
Noah witnessed all of this.
My feelings went from slightly expectant to speechless, to unable to bear watching.
However, in any case, General Qin's masterpiece was eventually submitted.
Qin Chu thought he could leave once he finished painting, so he immediately wanted to pack his things and leave.
Although the people around them relaxed after handing in their paintings, they remained seated.
Qin Chu soon understood why they had stayed.
Suddenly, the large screen at the front of the venue lit up, projecting all the previously submitted paintings onto it.
Several lines of large characters appeared: Awaiting the mentor's public evaluation.
Qin Chu: "..."
Noah: "..."
Is this what you call an open and equal split?
This is a public execution.
Noah didn't dare to look at it for a moment and immediately ran to download the data.
Qin Chu was left alone, his face expressionless, watching the paintings flash across the screen.
The theme of this preliminary round was very broad, simply asking each candidate to draw what impressed them most.
Therefore, the paintings that flashed across the screen were incredibly diverse.
After watching for a while, Qin Chu put down his snacks a little.
Although he didn't understand these things very well, he could tell that this wasn't a high-level painting competition, and many of the participants were clearly beginners.
Even so, when Qin Chu's masterpiece appeared on the screen, the entire venue still held its breath for a moment.
The huge screen displayed a dark purple color, with something outlined in a bright color in the center.
The reason it's called a "thing" is because nobody can tell what it is at all.
The judges, who had been speaking fluently, suddenly fell silent, seemingly unsure where to begin.
This thing is like a mix of realism and abstraction; people who see it look at it from left to right, up to down, and they are always puzzled.
"This student's drawing is a..."
Even the host was momentarily stunned, but he cleverly glossed over it and quickly said, "Please give your comments and scores, teachers."
An awkward silence immediately descended upon the scene.
Because all the mentors wore expressions that were hard to describe, none of them dared to speak rashly.
Damn it, if I say I don't understand anything...wouldn't that make me seem too incompetent?
After all, even if they criticize, they won't hit the mark!
In the silence, Qin Chu had already prepared himself for being eliminated.
Noah, who took a quick look around, sighed, "I told you not to draw this!"
Qin Chu painted what he was most familiar with: the protective shield on the edge of the entire empire.
This is a sacred object in the empire, carrying a protective significance, and it is also very beautiful. It has a dreamlike deep purple hue and emits various halos when attacked.
For a time, this place was even rated as "the most desirable tourist destination for couples".
Because it was too dangerous, no one dared to go, so it was the only tourist destination in the entire empire without a single negative review.
They only exist in the imagination of the people.
"Isn't this thing quite famous?"
Qin Chu offered a weak defense.
Noah was speechless: "But you drew it as a pot lid..."
Qin Chu: "..."
It's not his fault.
No matter how beautiful this place may be in other people's eyes, it was a sight that Qin Chu had grown tired of seeing. Their legion nicknamed the protective shield "pot lid."
With a sigh, Qin Chu said to Noah, "Let's think of other ways to protect the painter's consciousness."
If possible, Qin Chu would try his best to save them.
An awkward atmosphere lingered for several minutes, and even the host couldn't hold back, laughing as he tried to smooth things over: "It seems the judges have a lot of disagreement about this piece, so let's move on to the next one..."
Just as the scene was about to change, the judge sitting at the head of the panel suddenly stood up: "Wait!"
Author's Note:
This world ABO
Painting is just a background element; it won't make me a dominant force in this field. (Qin Chu: I really can't, thank you.)
The main theme is falling in love, hehehe.
Chapter 83, Fifth Story (2)
The judge's beard was all white; judging from his age and position, he should be the most respected among them.
He squinted at the "pot lid" on the big screen, his face very serious, and even picked up his reading glasses from the table and put them on.
The veteran judge hadn't uttered a single comment on the previous few works, but now that he had stood up, he immediately caused a stir throughout the room.
"Do you think he'll point at the screen and yell, 'What kind of garbage is this? How dare they put it in a competition!'"
Noah's despairing speculation.
There were probably quite a few people present who shared Noah's thoughts.
But soon, the veteran judge standing in front of the big screen finally reacted.
He sighed deeply: "Sigh..."
Some thought the next sentence was going to be a tirade, but instead, the elderly painter raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye: "I never imagined that in my lifetime I would see such a work in the real world..."
host:"……"
The candidates: "..."
Other judges: "..."
You should explain yourself more clearly!
Is this a compliment or an insult?
Is he so ugly that he's rarely seen, or so outstanding that he's rarely seen?
The judge seemed to realize he had lost his composure, and he slowly walked back to his seat and raised his scorecard.
"very!"
Wow! Noah was surprised.
Qin Chu hadn't expected it to be such a perfect score.
The surrounding examinees were in an uproar, clearly not expecting that the first perfect score in this competition would be given to this incomprehensible work.
The old judge stared fascinated at the blue-purple pot lid and exclaimed, "The moment I saw this painting, I was deeply moved! The things in the painting are so sacred and beautiful; it seems to have always existed in my dreams, yet I can never touch them..."
This was extremely high praise, which made the other judges look pale.
Damn it, if they say they don't understand what's so good about this thing at this point, then it's not just their attitude that's bad, it's their incompetence.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, one of the judges, his survival instincts kicking in, immediately stood up and exclaimed, "I'll give it ten points too! The impact this painting had on me is unprecedented!"
Impact? What impact?
An incomprehensible shock!
While the other candidates were still bewildered, the remaining judges, caught in a dilemma, began to praise them in various ways.
In just a few seconds, this baffling painting went from being ignored to becoming a favorite to win the championship.
The reversal was so dramatic that Noah's jaw dropped to the floor.
Noah remained in a daze until Qin Chu advanced to the next match in first place.