All eyes were focused on the face of the person Lu Zhiwei had painted.
The man's hand trembled slightly as he was affected by the audience's emotional state.
He couldn't hear what the audience was saying or what they were exclaiming about.
Could it be that Lu Zhiwei's painting is much better than his?
No, he has to keep things calm.
He can't afford to lose to Lu Zhiwei again.
Trying to calm down and adjust her mindset, the oxygen-deprived fish continued to focus on completing her work.
The lengthy process of applying makeup takes a huge toll on one's energy and physical strength.
Although Lu Zhiwei felt tired, she gritted her teeth and persevered.
Compared to all the hardships I've endured before, this is nothing.
The three hours have come to an end.
The curtains on both sides opened simultaneously.
Both parties can now see each other's work.
The young girl drawn by the oxygen-deprived fish has turned into an old woman with a face full of wrinkles, and the sense of vicissitude in her eyes is very realistic.
The model being painted held a mirror, saw her own face, and was astonished.
"So this is what I look like when I'm old. You're amazing."
The oxygen-deprived fish remained unmoved by the praise, its sharp gaze fixed on Lu Zhiwei's work.
At this moment, the most discussed topic among the judges and audience was Lu Zhiwei's work.
Her model, clearly a young and beautiful woman, was transformed by her masterful skill.
The woman turned into a man.
Not only is he a man, but he is also a man who looks exactly like the oxygen-deprived fish opposite him.
What Lu Zhiwei showed everyone was the most exquisite aspect of the art of makeup.
To change a person's appearance at will, achieving the effect of disguise.
Compared to the fish's mediocre performance due to lack of oxygen, Lu Zhiwei's unexpected makeup effect was far superior.
The man's face was now extremely pale.
Anyone else would be furious at being fooled like this by their opponent, or would accuse Lu Zhiwei of violating their portrait rights and insulting them on stage.
But Lu Zhiwei was convinced of this point: the fish, which was lacking oxygen, had already been painted.
The face he was looking at was not his original appearance.
He could only suffer in silence.
If he deliberately wanted to cause trouble, she would go along with it and expose his true colors to everyone.
Now, it remains to be seen whether he can hold his temper.
Shen Jiarui, sitting in the audience, pointed at the two identical people on stage like a child who had never seen the world before.
"My sister-in-law's ability to transform herself is terrifying! In the future, she can impersonate anyone she wants or make anyone become anyone she wants, just like the ancient art of disguise. Moreover, it's more cost-effective than modern plastic surgery. Plastic surgery requires a three-month recovery period, while this only takes three hours, which is convenient and quick."
Jiang Zhan and Luo Wuyan both turned their heads and glanced at him at the same time.
"The portrait must be based on the bone structure. If the bone structure is too different, the portrait effect will not be so realistic, and it is not as simple as you think," Jiang Zhan reminded him.
"Oh." Shen Jiarui's ignorance was exposed once again, and he looked at Luo Wuyan awkwardly.
Hopefully, Luo Wuyan isn't secretly laughing at him for being a fool.
The host announced that the audience would begin scoring.
The scoring system changes were displayed on the big screen.
The blue team on the left and the red team on the right.
The two people's scores kept rising as everyone else gave their ratings.
At first, the two were evenly matched.
Both are excellent in terms of the refinement of their portraits.
After the audience gave their scores, it was the turn of the professional judges to vote.
Professional judges can see the actual difference in the painting skills between the two.
They need to conduct a professional assessment from all aspects.
Lu Zhiwei's painting technique is unique, and she has a great grasp of detail. She can even depict the fine hairs on a person's face very clearly with her brush.
In contrast, the artwork by "Fish Without Oxygen" not only portrays the girl as old, but also suffers from poor treatment of the skin on her hands and neck.
Then came the later stages.
Lu Zhiwei's score rose rapidly, gradually surpassing the oxygen-deprived fish, until she reached the top and stopped.
The fish that was deprived of oxygen got a high score of 96, while Lu Zhiwei got 99.
By a margin of three points.
The fish, lacking oxygen, still lost.
Seeing his sullen face, Lu Zhiwei held the microphone and asked him, "Do you have any objections to the results this time? If so, you can raise them."
The fish, starving of oxygen, clenched its fingers tightly, its eyes filled with rage, clearly filled with resentment and hatred.
In the end, he swallowed all his resentment and walked off the stage dejectedly.
Lu Zhiwei's men, who were hiding in the shadows, immediately followed him.
The man looked around, as if several pairs of eyes were watching his every move.
He then went into the men's restroom in the competition venue.
Lu Zhiwei quickly caught up with him, and Jiang Zhan came over from the judges' table to congratulate her.
Seeing Lu Zhiwei's hurried expression, she asked, "Sister, where are you going?"
Lu Zhiwei glanced at Jiang Zhan: "Now take a bucket of water to the men's restroom and splash it on the head of that fish that was just suffocating."
Jiang Zhan did not personally avenge what Shen Shuyuan did to him.
Today she told him to go and report it himself.
"Sis, why did you throw water on them? You won, and you're kicking them when they're down? That doesn't seem very ethical, does it?" Jiang Zhan hesitated.
Lu Zhiwei tiptoed and whispered something in Jiang Zhan's ear.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhan rushed to the men's restroom without stopping.
The bucket of water that had been prepared was handed to him.
"Be careful, we're waiting for you outside." Lu Zhiwei and her people were waiting outside.
Shen Jinmo and his men also rushed over.
The match has ended, and staff are dispersing the crowd.
This restroom was at its busiest during its peak season, and now a "under repair" sign is hanging at the entrance.
This time.
Shen Shuyuan, you can't escape!
"I'll go in and take a look. I'm afraid Jiang Zhan won't be able to handle this kid." Shen Jinmo moved to go in.
Lu Zhiwei didn't stop him. Shen Jinmo's skills were quite good; at least he could ensure Jiang Zhan's safety.
Shen Jinmo had just stepped into the men's restroom.
Jiang Zhan climbed onto the stall door and looked at the man sitting on the toilet.
He picked up the bucket of water and poured it in forcefully.
Water gushed down the man's head.
The man who was being drenched looked completely bewildered.
The man wiped the water off his face, put on his pants, stood up, and looked up.
Jiang Zhan leaned against the door of the cubicle, looking at the man inside with a furrowed brow.
Damn it.
How come my makeup hasn't come off?
Jiang Zhan thought it was because there wasn't enough water.
He handed the bucket to Shen Jingmo, who was standing outside the cubicle, and said, "Ex-brother-in-law, get me another bucket of water."
The man gestured with his hands and said, "Are you trying to die? Who are you? Why are you bullying me?"
Shen Jinmo was obedient and personally carried a bucket to the tap to fill it with water and handed it to Jiang Zhan.
Jiang Zhan used the same method as before to drench the man again.
Water gushed out from the gaps at the bottom of the cubicle.
The man, soaked to the bone, sneezed loudly, vigorously wiped the water off his face, and then opened the cubicle door.
"I'm calling the police! You've gone too far! I lost the competition and you're still bullying me!" the man said in sign language as he walked away.
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