729: Princess Oil Painting

Princess Oil Painting

With that, Xia Wanyuan sat on a chair and ignored the people around her.1

At that moment, the theme sent by Master Danny appeared on the big screen in the garden.

Just one word.

"Light."

Looking at this theme, everyone present thought that the master was indeed a master. Even the first topic was so difficult. Xia Wanyuan looked at this word and finally felt that this competition was interesting.

Painting was not a simple application of the paint, but the layers and rich changes in color were important.

Whether a painter had excellent skills depended on whether he could grasp the spatial changes of the characters in the scenery and the colors of the entire painting in the changing light.

The others were clearly stumped by this question. Painting was not difficult. The difficult thing was to draw a painting that could attract the attention of the judges in three hours.

Xia Wanyuan thought for a while and began to mix the paint.

Everyone was still thinking when they saw that Xia Wanyuan had already begun. They were a little surprised, but when they saw her unfamiliar mixing method, they scoffed in their hearts.

Just now, seeing how high-profile Xia Wanyuan was, and even asked to fight with someone, they had thought that she did have some skills. Now, it seemed that it was nothing much.

Seeing Xia Wanyuan begin to prepare to draw an oil painting, Cui Jian was about to go crazy with laughter. Other people did not know Xia Wanyuan's background, but he knew that Xia Wanyuan had never drawn an oil painting before. She must be extremely lousy. This time, she probably could not even pass the preliminaries.

Xia Wanyuan didn't care what others were thinking. After mixing the paint, she picked up the brush and began.

Xia Wanyuan had never received orthodox Western oil painting training, but painting was mostly interlinked at the core.

Hence, Xia Wanyuan didn't even hold the brush properly. She didn't even use the traditional method to draw the colors.

In fact, to save time, Xia Wanyuan held a brush with her ten fingers and quickly smeared it on the drawing board.

The judges in the stands patrolled the situation of the people in the venue. In a series of quiet and slow actions, Xia Wanyuan, whose ten fingers flew, appeared especially eye-catching.

"Oh, my god, is that girl playing tricks??" A judge could not help but exclaim.

"She's so young. Perhaps she wants to find another way to attract our attention."

However, looking at Xia Wanyuan's expression, she seemed to be very focused. The judges did not realize that ever since they noticed Xia Wanyuan, their attention had been completely focused on her.

Seeing Xia Wanyuan's gaudy actions and focused expression, the judges were very curious what kind of painting she had drawn.

The competition time was three hours.

An hour and a half later, Xia Wanyuan pressed the completion button. The staff came and carefully placed her works in a specialized box.

Miss, you can go out and rest first."

"Okay." Xia Wanyuan nodded.

The others were so slow that they had just finished drafting the first draft. Seeing that someone had completed it so quickly, they hurriedly looked up. Which god could hand over the work so quickly?

When they saw that it was Xia Wanyuan, everyone clearly relaxed.

It's her? Then it's fine.

It was probably not that she had finished painting, but that she could not continue painting.

The judges were already extremely curious. At that moment, the staff took the box containing the painting and was about to put it in a specialized storage room. A judge from England could not help but stop the staff. He said that he wanted to check if the work was completed, so the staff opened the box.

With just a glance, the judge's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Oh my god!"

"What's wrong?" The other judges turned to look and saw their colleague looking very shocked.

The England judge wanted to take another look, but the staff had already taken the box away.

"I dare to guarantee that the painting just now will definitely be the best in this round."

"No way?" The other judges looked at their colleagues suspiciously. Ignoring the fact that the Chinese lady's painting method was very strange, just her age was not enough to make people believe it. There were many people with extremely high qualifications present today and many outstanding descendants of famous families. How could she compare to those people?

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