The fish, lacking oxygen, produced a superb and flawless sketch, but it was merely printing the object onto a piece of paper; it had no soul.
Lu Zhiwei is different; she truly imbues her paintings with a soul, allowing them to transcend the paper and be mistaken for real objects.
This is the highest realm of painting.
In the first round, Lu Zhiwei won with a high score, without any suspense, and deservedly.
Lu Zhiwei stared intently at the man in front of her.
Through those eyes, she seemed to see her greatest nemesis in her life.
Shen Shuyuan!
Her paintings are as exquisite as ever, with each stroke meticulously executed through skillful technique, but this is her common flaw.
It has the appearance but no soul.
The two paintings were saved and archived by the system as competition entries, and will be available for public viewing in the future.
After a short break, the match immediately moved into the second game.
The high intensity of painting takes a huge toll on physical strength.
Especially the wear and tear on the wrist joint.
Lu Zhiwei still chose to let the oxygen-deprived fish be the subject of her discussion.
The man looked visibly sullen after losing the first game.
The second round was oil painting, which is Lu Zhiwei's forte among all painting styles. In the field of oil painting, she is virtually unmatched.
She became an overnight sensation at the age of thirteen with her painting "Girl in a Red Dress".
Rose, a well-known artist specializing in healing-themed oil paintings, has developed her own unique style and become a household name in the field.
Therefore, Lu Zhiwei didn't take her opponent seriously at all in this round.
The theme chosen by the man was the starry sky.
To express the vast starry sky through a painting, the artist needs to add their own unique insights.
The most famous painting in the art world is Van Gogh's landscape oil painting "The Starry Night". After night falls, the stars shine, and the tranquil night and the Milky Way complement each other.
This time, the fish, lacking oxygen, did not immediately begin writing.
Instead, he began to paint after careful consideration.
She imitated the style of abstract art, using a starry sky and night sky as a background to highlight and enlarge a girl lying on the grass gazing at the stars.
A gentle breeze ruffles the girl's hair, creating a beautiful and serene scene, yet tinged with loneliness and melancholy.
Everyone started praising the oxygen-deprived fish again, thinking she was sure to win this time.
"This mute man is self-taught; he's incredibly talented."
"Lu Zhiwei was too strong in the sketching competition, but this competition is evenly matched."
Lu Zhiwei also started drawing, and like the fish lacking oxygen, she also drew a girl in her painting.
The girl's eyes were smiling, and she held a yellow star in her hand that shone with a faint light.
The sky was pitch black, covered with dark clouds, and there wasn't a single star.
Everyone was waiting for Lu Zhiwei to add stars to the night sky with her paintbrush.
But even as the deadline approached, not a single star appeared in Lu Zhiwei's painting.
"Lu Zhiwei has gone off-topic, hasn't she? Wasn't she supposed to be painting 'Starry Sky'? How come she only painted one star? What kind of starry sky is that?"
There are increasing voices questioning Lu Zhiwei.
The oxygen-deprived fish sped up its finishing move, and he had the victory in his grasp.
He glanced sideways at Lu Zhiwei and found that she was still drawing the scenery on the ground, showing no intention of adding another star to the night sky.
When the time comes.
Both of them put down their pens at the same time.
Shen Jinmo, Jiang Zhan, and Luo Wuyan almost simultaneously glanced at Lu Zhiwei's painting on the right.
In the right corner of the painting, only a boy with his back to the viewer, his clothes fluttering in the wind, stands on the other side of the mountain, separated from the girl holding the stars by a mountain peak.
The girl cannot see the boy, but the boy can see the girl.
Meanwhile, the strong winds before the downpour were blowing through the flowers, grasses, and trees on the mountain.
The boy was clutching a bunch of kite strings in his hand.
High in the distance, dozens of yellow star kites swayed in the wind, like stars twinkling and shimmering in the night sky.
The boy held a pair of scissors and cut off one of the scissors in his hand.
Corresponding to this is the one the girl is holding in her hand.
On the eve of a violent storm, dark clouds covered the sun; where did the stars come from?
The girl wanted a star.
The boy then gave the girl a piece of starry sky and personally picked one for her.
After looking at Lu Zhiwei's paintings.
The audience below the stage stood up excitedly: "No wonder Rose is known as the goddess of healing!"
Compared to a dull and boring starry sky.
This innocent yet romantic unrequited love is the most touching.
The so-called starry sky has no stars at all, yet it is filled with countless stars.
What a grand confession!
Shen Jinmo swallowed hard, speechless with amazement at Lu Zhiwei's beauty.
Lu Zhiwei, who can create such paintings, was once a young girl who longed for love and loved romance.
But in the three years of their marriage, he never gave them a single romantic gesture.
It felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on my chest, causing excruciating pain and suffocation.
Jiang Zhan sat in the chair, holding Luo Wuyan's hand tightly, and excitedly cheered, "Sister Wuyan, my sister, my sister is really amazing. It's such an honor to be her brother."
Luo Wuyan patted Jiang Zhan on the shoulder: "Calm down, calm down, it's basic stuff, don't be silly. I've been worshipping your sister for over ten years, we need to control our expressions and not embarrass her by looking like we've never seen anything like this before."
Jiang Zhan immediately composed himself and sat up straight: "Okay, I understand."
Scoring will be conducted on-site.
This round.
Lu Zhiwei won once again with an overwhelmingly high score.
The outcome was decided, and Lu Zhiwei looked at the mute man whose face was pale.
"I've already won two rounds, do you still want to continue?" Lu Zhiwei asked seriously.
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