Painting skills? Everyone looked at Zeng Xu in surprise. Didn't they agree on calligraphy? Why did they now have another painting skill?

Luo Yu looked at Zeng Xu coldly.

"We agreed yesterday to compete in calligraphy and painting. Now that you've won in calligraphy, you don't dare to compete with me in painting?" Zeng Xu used provocation to confront Luo Yu.

"Brother Xu, what are you talking about? It's obvious..."

Before Bai Xiaoxue could finish her words, Zeng Xu interrupted her, "Xiaoxue, stop talking. Don't worry, I will definitely win this time."

No, that wasn't what she meant at all. Bai Xiaoxue stared at Zeng Xu with wide eyes. They had clearly agreed yesterday to compete in calligraphy, but now it had become a competition of painting and calligraphy? How could Brother Xu do this?

"That's despicable! We were all there yesterday, and we were talking about a calligraphy competition. How come it became a painting and calligraphy competition after we lost?" He Yunfei said indignantly, then pulled He Zhenggang, "Don't you agree? You were there too."

"That's right. If you can't afford to lose, just say so earlier. You'll only make people look down on you by doing this." He Zhenggang glared at Zeng Xu.

"Oh, you must be kidding. It wasn't just you two who were there yesterday. My brother behind me was also there. You can ask him." Zeng Xu turned around and asked the members of the calligraphy club behind him, "Do you think what I was talking about yesterday was calligraphy and painting?"

"That's right, our vice president was talking about calligraphy and painting. We all heard it."

"Yes, don't try to blame me."

"That's right, if you're scared, just admit defeat early."

…

"you……"

He Yunfei and He Zhenggang were so angry that they were speechless. In broad daylight, this group of people actually reversed right and wrong. It was simply shameful. He Yunfei clenched his fists in anger, wishing he could beat them up right away.

"I'll do it." A slender hand patted He Yunfei's shoulder. The cold voice seemed to have some soothing effect, making He Yunfei calm down all of a sudden.

Luo Yu stepped forward and looked at Zeng Xu and the others coldly, "Are you sure? Are you sure you want to compete?"

"Of course." How could Zeng Xu let go of such a good opportunity?

"Okay, then, let's do it. However, the punishment for the loser of the match will be changed. You don't have to kneel down and apologize if you lose. After all, a man's knees are made of gold. All you have to do is hug the telephone pole across from the school gate and yell 50 times, 'I'm finally saved!'" Luo Yu smiled meaningfully. If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend them. If someone offends me, I'll retaliate tenfold. Of course, he wouldn't resort to violence; he always pursued a gentle policy. Speaking of which, he also had the system to thank!

"Actually, the host doesn't need to thank the Lun family. It would make them embarrassed." The system, which had seen Luo Yu's thoughts, said delicately, "However, since the host is so sincere in thanking the Lun family, the Lun family should accept it reluctantly. Otherwise, it would be bad if the host's fragile heart was broken."

System, how narcissistic can you be?

"Hey, why is the host silent? Could it be that he has fallen in love with the Lun family? No, the host is almost married, how can he be so fickle? The host should just focus on the competition. If he loses, don't blame the Lun family!"

Luo Yu suddenly felt itchy in his hands. What should he do if he wanted to humanely destroy the system?

"Is the punishment so simple?" Zeng Xu, who originally thought that Luo Yu would propose some severe punishment, did not expect the punishment to be so simple. However, as soon as he said this, not only the people standing on Luo Yu's side, but also those behind him looked at him in surprise.

"Zeng Xu, you don't know?" A young man who was a good friend of Zeng Xu came out and asked.

"Know what?" Zeng Xu was confused.

"Nothing... nothing." The young man was about to say it, but when he saw Bai Xiaoxue, who was also bewildered, next to Zeng Xu, he couldn't say it. Zeng Xu should be able to win. After all, Zeng Xu's painting skills are similar to his calligraphy. He has been practicing since he was a child. Although not as good as calligraphy, it is not bad either. Should he win?

Seeing Zeng Xu agreed, Luo Yu's lips curled up slightly, "Then let's get started."

The calligraphy teacher, who had been watching the situation unfold, was displeased with Zeng Xu's apparent treachery, but he couldn't interrupt, so he wanted to wait and see. Later, seeing that Luo Yu had actually agreed, he couldn't help but turn around and whisper to Guo Jinyao, "Professor Guo, can that kid draw?"

"Ahem...right?" Well, actually Guo Jinyao himself didn't know.

"What is the theme of the painting?" Luo Yu asked Zeng Xu.

"Of course it's Chinese painting. Do you think I'm going to compete with you in drawing comics?" Zeng Xu's face was brimming with confidence, clearly demonstrating his complete mastery of Chinese painting. Just because Luo Yu's calligraphy was excellent didn't guarantee his Chinese painting skills. No matter how bright or talented a person is, reaching a certain level in a particular field requires considerable effort, dedication, and time. He couldn't believe that Luo Yu, after putting so much effort into calligraphy, would also coincidentally focus on Chinese painting, considering the current trend among young Chinese painters.

Traditional Chinese painting? Luo Yu didn't even frown. Zeng Xu thought he had stumped him this time and couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that the student doesn't know how to paint in Chinese." The calligraphy teacher whispered in Guo Jinyao's ear again.

"Keep reading." Unlike the calligraphy teacher, Guo Jinyao saw more calmness in Luo Yu's eyes.

Traditional Chinese painting typically features landscapes, flowers, plants, and trees. Unless specifically requested, figures are rarely depicted in live competitions, as they are quite difficult to paint. However, to defeat Luo Yu once and for all, Zeng Xu chose the most challenging figure painting. Of course, Luo Yu also played along.

When it comes to drawing figures, men immediately think of women, and among the women present, Bai Xiaoxue is the most suitable. Her ethereal temperament and delicate features make her a truly stunning ancient beauty. Zeng Xu, being Bai Xiaoxue's cousin, knew her better than anyone else, so he chose her as his model without hesitation.

If it were someone else, of course it would be impossible for them to draw the same character as Zeng Xu. After all, no one present knew Bai Xiaoxue better than him. But Luo Yu was just like him, and they were both drawing Bai Xiaoxue.

Bai Xiaoxue couldn't help but blush when she saw Luo Yu also drawing her. She thought, maybe Luo Yu has feelings for her, too? Otherwise, why would he draw her? Does he understand her? Maybe that wasn't his girlfriend that day. Maybe he's paying attention to her, too. Bai Xiaoxue couldn't help but start imagining things.

Zeng Xu would look up from time to time at Bai Xiaoxue who was sitting on the stool, but after looking at Bai Xiaoxue for five minutes, Luo Yu kept his head down to paint and never raised his head again, which made Bai Xiaoxue a little disappointed.

Everyone present was silent, watching the two people painting quietly. Of course, the time was set before they started painting: half an hour. After half an hour, they had to stop regardless of whether the painting was finished or not.

Because the two of them were facing away from the crowd, no one knew how well they were doing. Seeing that Luo Yu hadn't even looked up at Bai Xiaoxue since he started painting, everyone was a little worried. How could he paint if he didn't even look at her? Zeng Xu, who was standing next to him, was also painting seriously, but he was also distractedly observing Luo Yu. He thought Luo Yu's suicidal behavior must be because he couldn't paint, so he gave up and just scribbled a picture.

"He's just messing around. How can he paint without even looking at the person?" Calligraphy and Chinese painting appear connected, but they're actually two separate disciplines. The calligraphy teacher also practices Chinese painting, though not entirely masterfully. But how can he paint anything without looking at the subject? Was the young man overconfident or simply too arrogant?

Half an hour is neither long nor short. In the eyes of the person who is painting, half an hour is not enough at all, but in the eyes of those who are waiting, half an hour seems extremely long.

Except for the members of the calligraphy club, the others who came to watch the fun were all young people who were in adolescence and did not have much patience. Finally, when everyone could not bear it any longer, Zeng Xu finished first. It took him less than 20 minutes instead of half an hour. The first thing he did after putting down his pen was to glance at Luo Yu and found that he was still concentrating on painting. He showed a proud and affectionate look and thought, "Look, that kid's level is just like this."

Seeing that Zeng Xu had finished the painting, but Luo Yu had no intention of stopping, He Yunfei and He Zhenggang were worried about Luo Yu. Could he finish it within the specified time?

Finally, another ten minutes passed, and half an hour was up. Luo Yu stopped writing on time. Looking at Luo Yu who turned around, Zeng Xu said kindly: "My twenty minutes are enough, but our great talent Luo, it seems that he hasn't finished painting yet. Do you want to give you another ten minutes?"

His words seemed to be well-intentioned, but in fact, they contained a lot of sarcasm. He was mocking Luo Yu's poor painting skills and that he couldn't compare to him.

"No need, it's already finished." Although it didn't reach the level he expected, Luo Yu was already very satisfied. After all, time was short.

Zeng Xu snorted in his heart. Since this kid didn't know how to appreciate his kindness, there was no need to pay any more attention to him. He should let him see the gap between them and let him experience the feeling of being humiliated and insulted in public.

"Now that you've finished the painting, show it to us."

"My heart feels like it's crawling with ants, it's itchy. How good is this painting?"

"Half an hour is actually too short, isn't it? A true figure painting in Chinese painting would take at least an hour. It seems they only drew a rough outline in this half hour."

"Hurry up and take it out and have a look. Oh, I'm so anxious."

…

As everyone expected, the two of them stood aside at the same time so that people could see the painting on the table clearly. Zeng Xu thought that Luo Yu was just painting randomly, so he didn't look at Luo Yu's painting. In addition, he finished ten minutes earlier than Luo Yu, so he had no idea how Luo Yu's painting was going.

After the two walked aside, everyone hurried forward to observe their paintings. After seeing one of the paintings, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

"Oh my god, this... this painting is amazing."

"Look at that face, that figure, that temperament and makeup, isn't she a living fairy? He must have painted the very essence of a fairy, right?"

“Goddess…”

"I can't believe this painting was completed in such a short time. It's the work of a great painter, right?"

"I want to kneel down to him. Can you draw this?"

Everyone watched and admired. Hearing these praises, Zeng Xu raised his head even higher. Look, this is the difference in strength. Even people who don't know Chinese painting can see the difference between the two at a glance.

"Boy, the result is already obvious. I think you can kneel down and apologize now." Zeng Xu couldn't help laughing. When he knew that he was going to win, his attitude became arrogant.

Bai Xiaoxue also thought Luo Yu had lost. Seeing Zeng Xu asking Luo Yu to kneel down and apologize, she became anxious, "Brother Xu, I told you it was a misunderstanding. It has nothing to do with Luo Yu at all. He doesn't need to apologize at all."

"Xiaoxue, I know you're kind, but some people won't learn their lesson unless they're taught a lesson," Zeng Xu said earnestly. "I'm not trying to teach him a lesson right now. I just want him to understand that sometimes, one should not be too confident or too arrogant. Otherwise, he'll eventually learn a lesson. Now on campus, Xiaoxue, you can protect him. But once he leaves campus and enters society, will you still be able to do so? People have to learn to grow. Xiaoxue, you're harming him by doing this."

Bai Xiaoxue was left speechless by Zeng Xu's words.

Luo Yudang didn't hear what Zeng Xu said, but just said to Zeng Xu lightly: "After class tomorrow morning, I will wait for you at the telephone pole opposite the school gate." After that, he turned and left.

"What do you mean?" Zeng Xu frowned.

"You'll know what it means if you go and see it. Hahaha, I'm really looking forward to tomorrow." He Yunfei, who had finally squeezed in to see the two paintings, laughed and followed Luo Yu away. He Zhenggang also glanced at Zeng Xu as if he was watching a good show, and then followed the two of them.

Stimulated, Zeng Xu quickly pushed through the crowd to check Luo Yu's painting, but was shocked by Luo Yu's painting.

The woman in the painting wears a pale white gauze gown, its elegance yet imbued with a sense of ethereal grace. Her jet-black hair, simple and elegant, is tied into a chignon-like bun, a few plump pearls adorning her hair, adding a touch of softness and lustre to her dark, cloud-like tresses. Her eyes gleam with brilliance, her red lips embellished with a gentle smile. Behind her, a blossoming peony adorns the woman, making her look like a fairy among flowers.

Everyone couldn't help but turn around and glance at Bai Xiaoxue, dressed in a white dress. Yes, the woman in the painting was instantly recognizable as her, except that she was wearing ancient attire, appearing even more ethereal and beautiful. Considering that Luo Yu had only glanced at Bai Xiaoxue for a few minutes before never looking at her again, it could be argued that this painting was a figment of Luo Yu's imagination. Could this be the legendary "having a plan in mind"?

In contrast, Zeng Xu's hairstyle and clothing were modeled after Bai Xiaoxue herself. While the figure is depicted, it's only the basic outline, appearing somewhat sketchy, with only a few supporting strokes in the background. While it's fine when viewed separately, the two drawings, when compared side by side, are completely incomparable. If Luo Yu's work is at the level of a university student, Zeng Xu's is at best a junior high school student. The superiority and inferiority are immediately apparent.

"This is impossible, this can't be painted by him. How could he paint Chinese paintings?" Zeng Xu, who was hit hard again, could no longer bear it. It was even more devastating than the last time he lost the competition. Zeng Xu was actually defeated by an ordinary college freshman. Where was his face?

Bai Xiaoxue was dumbfounded when she saw herself in the painting. She was speechless for a long time. Was the person in the painting the same person she was in Luo Yu's mind? Sure enough, Luo Yu was interested in her too. It must be so.

The calligraphy teacher and Guo Jinyao were both shocked when they saw Luo Yu's painting. The calligraphy teacher excitedly grabbed Guo Jinyao and said, "That child... With that child's ability, the championship in the calligraphy and painting competition held in Kyoto next month will definitely be ours. No, I need to talk to the other teachers and make sure to reserve a spot for that child."