Chapter 538 The Chinese Painting Competition Ends

However, Su Ming still did not write, and it even made people think that he was in a daze.

Those in the audience were becoming more and more skeptical, and many had begun to believe that he simply could not complete the work.

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Just before the last hour of the game, Su Ming finally picked up his pen.

His movements were light and quick, as if he was confident.

The tip of the pen was dipped in ink and lightly scratched on the white paper. A simple outline of mountains and rivers appeared instantly. Then, his pen tip turned to outline bamboo forests, streams and clouds. The lines were full of agility and nature.

The entire competition venue fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were attracted to Su Ming.

Even those viewers who originally dismissed him couldn't help but hold their breath and gaze at the paintings in his hands.

The competition time is coming to an end, and Su Ming's painting gradually takes shape.

Between the pen and ink, the mountains and rivers blend together with clear layers, and each stroke reveals the ultimate delicacy and power.

The audience was stunned. They originally thought that Su Ming was just a kid here to join in the numbers, but at this moment, this work made everyone realize that they had completely underestimated this young genius.

The audience was in an uproar. When Su Ming's painting was unveiled, the entire exhibition hall fell silent.

The style of the painting is quaint and elegant, and the brushstrokes reveal a leisurely charm, as if the ancients were standing vividly in the painting. The smooth lines and richly layered color combinations are reminiscent of Tao Dachuan's classic works.

"This is simply the reincarnation of Tao Dachuan!" An older audience member first broke the silence and said in amazement. The spectators nearby also began to talk in low voices.

"Yes, this painting is not only superb in technique, but also has such profound artistic conception. This Su Ming is really a genius boy."

"I can't believe that such a work was written by a young man! How old is he?"

"Genius, no doubt a genius! This reminds me of Tao Dachuan's works, they really have some charm!"

The judges also began to whisper among themselves, discussing the extraordinary features of this work. A senior judge stared at the painting with admiration and sighed: "This painting is extremely skillful, and every stroke is extremely flexible and controlled. Especially the use of ink, with clear shades and clear layers, which is difficult for ordinary painters to do." level achieved.”

Another judge nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Su Ming's painting not only inherited Tao Dachuan's style, but also incorporated his own creativity, especially the charm of the characters in the painting, as if they were standing in front of us alive, which is simply amazing. Breathtaking.”

While the audience and judges were intoxicated by Su Ming's work, the noise from the Hanguo audience broke the atmosphere at an inappropriate time.

"There is a shady story! This painting was not painted by Su Ming at all!" A Hanguo audience stood up, pointed at the painting and shouted loudly with an angry look on his face.

"Yes, this is simply the result of technical fraud! You can see that a painting of this level cannot be painted by a child. With such superb skills, someone must be using high technology to help behind the scenes!"

"Yes, none of our Han country painters have such skills. How could a child be able to do this? It must be cheating!"

The audience in Han Kingdom became more and more fierce in their rhetoric, as if they were unwilling to acknowledge Su Ming's talent.

They looked at Su Ming and his paintings with questioning eyes, and the villain's face was completely exposed.

"How shameless! You have obviously won applause for your own ability, but you insist on falsely accusing him of cheating!" a Chinese audience whispered angrily.

"That's how the people of Han country are. If you can't do it yourself, why don't you allow others to do it? You really don't want others to be good!"

Su Ming did not show panic or anger when faced with the accusations from the Hanguo audience.

He looked calm, walked to the projector calmly, and said calmly: "Since you doubt my ability, I will show you the whole process of my painting now."

After that, he picked up the paintbrush, and under the illumination of the projector, Su Ming's every move began to be displayed on the huge screen.

In front of the screen, Su Ming picked up the pen and put down the ink with smooth movements. His fingertips moved the pen on the rice paper like flying, with thick ink and light colors interlaced, and the picture gradually emerged from the blank space.

First, there was the outline of a mountain. Su Ming used a skillful technique to outline the lines, which were understated but extremely powerful.

The judges watched intently, and several artists couldn't help but praise it.

"His line control is so strong, his brushstrokes are natural and smooth, especially the detailed processing of this mountain, which is really amazing."

"This kind of technique is obviously not something that a child who has learned it temporarily can do. He has obviously had a deep foundation since he was a child."

On the screen, Su Ming began to layer ink colors. The ups and downs of the mountains and the changes in shadows were shown through the transition of shades of ink. The mountains were shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

Then, he quickly mobilized the paint and dexterously gave colors to the trees and rivers. The entire painting was full of layers and gave people a strong visual impact.

"It's incredible! This kid's painting speed and accuracy simply surpass that of many professional painters." An audience member couldn't help but marvel.

The judges couldn't help but comment: "Look at the way he controls the power of his pen without any hesitation. Every stroke has a clear purpose and is perfectly measured. There are no unnecessary lines, only the ultimate control of details." ”

The characters in Su Ming's painting gradually emerged. He used extremely precise brushwork to depict an ancient man in a long robe. The character's expression was lifelike, and there was a hint of worry between his eyebrows, as if there were thousands of emotions contained in it.

"This is a true masterpiece!" Another judge exclaimed, "This child's work is not only highly skilled, but also very emotionally expressive. Such works can never be imitated by scientific means."

The audience of Han Country was stunned, with shock and embarrassment on their faces.

"How is this possible? He is so young, how can he have such a high level?" Their doubts became somewhat powerless, and they looked at each other, not knowing how to refute.

Su Ming finished the painting in one go, and the entire painting process was clearly presented on the screen. Everyone witnessed every step of his operation with their own eyes, and there was no possibility of cheating. The judges also nodded one after another, showing an expression of conviction.

"He is a genius. The unreasonable behavior of the audience in Han Country only shows that they dare not face up to the strength of this child."

"Yes, the previous accusations are simply ridiculous."

The audience's discussion gradually became louder, and the faces of the audience in Han Country became more and more ugly. It was obvious that they could no longer continue to insist on their unreasonable accusations.