"Are you confident about today's competition?" Elder Xie asked Luo Yu, who sat beside him. Luo Yu was the only young person who advanced to the qualifying rounds in both the calligraphy and Chinese painting sections. Most of the participants were middle-aged, forty-something, and even more were elderly. Therefore, Luo Yu stood out among them.
The game hadn't even started yet, but the spectators outside the stadium started talking after seeing who had advanced.
"This year's qualifying round is really exciting. I heard that a large number of calligraphy and Chinese painting masters from the year before last were eliminated yesterday. Today's qualifying round is sure to be even more exciting."
"Yes, I saw it yesterday too. Several masters participated in the calligraphy and Chinese painting competitions. I know one of them. He's a famous calligraphy master in China. Although he was in disguise, I recognized his handwriting. I didn't expect that he could also paint so well."
"Actually, the most eye-catching person was the young man who was standing in the wrong line. It was a close call; he was so close to not being able to finish his painting, but he actually finished it in the last half minute. I even went to see his work; it was absolutely breathtaking, so beautiful."
"Yes, I took a day off just for him. He's so handsome."
"Yes, I came here for him too. Look, that's the one over there in white clothes. I couldn't see him clearly yesterday without his glasses, but today with his glasses on, he looks even more handsome."
"He looks so young. I thought this year's competition would just be about some older guys competing, but I didn't expect to see such a young guy. I'm so excited."
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Those watching the competition were generally calligraphy and painting enthusiasts. Of course, there were also some young people who came to join in the fun or to accompany their families, but most of them went to watch the competition for middle school students or college students. Few came to watch the adult competition. Because everyone knows that although it is an adult competition, most of the participants are middle-aged and elderly people. Of course, there are young people, but they are very few, and they are usually eliminated in the first round, so there is nothing to watch.
But this year was different. A young man had actually made it to the qualifying rounds and might even make it to the finals. That would be quite something to watch. If he accidentally won the third place or something, that would be even more exciting.
The promotion round was different from the primary round. The primary round had no topic, while the promotion round had a set topic. This time, Luo Yu didn't go to the calligraphy area, but to the Chinese painting competition area. He couldn't be careless in this promotion round. The overhead camera paused in front of Luo Yu for a few seconds, giving him a close-up. After all, he was the first young person to make it to the promotion round in recent years, and he was a very talented young man. Of course, he deserved more shots.
This is a recording of a live game. However, it will not be broadcast on TV so soon after recording. It will only be broadcast after the finals are over and the recordings of the three games are edited.
Compared to the others, Luo Yu had one advantage: speed. Whether writing or painting, Luo Yu was the fastest among all the people, a fact that was evident during the preliminary round. However, speed doesn't guarantee quality. Just like the masters who advanced from the preliminary round to the final round, it's impossible to finish a Chinese painting in just fifteen minutes. So, they all just produced a simple painting, but with just a few strokes, they created a moving painting. This is the difference in strength.
If it was before last night, Luo Yu might not have had any confidence, but after last night, Luo Yu became full of confidence, because not only was he faster than everyone present, but he also had more experiences than others that they would never have.
This time, the calligraphy competition will be based on a poem. Twenty participants will have to use their own signature calligraphy to write a poem chosen by an audience member. This way, the best and the worst can be easily identified. The theme for the Chinese painting competition will also be chosen by an audience member.
When it comes to drawing questions, the audience becomes excited and squeezes forward one by one, hoping that they will be selected.
As a result, a man in his sixties and a very young woman were selected. The old man drew a poem describing a landscape, while the girl drew a figure painting. When Luo Yu saw this topic, he smiled. What a coincidence, he had just painted such a portrait not long ago.
Some people were happy when they saw the topic they drew, while others were a little worried. After all, everyone has different areas of expertise.
Because it was a qualifying round, the competition time was extended. The calligraphy competition time was half an hour, and within that half an hour, you could write as much as you wanted until you produced a satisfactory piece. The Chinese painting competition time was one hour. To paint a good and detailed figure painting, one hour was actually not enough, but the competition stipulated this time, so everyone had to stick to it.
Next to Luo Yu was an old man in a white Tang suit, his face half covered by a gray hat. When he saw the Chinese painting topic he had drawn, he suddenly asked Luo Yu, "Young man, this figure painting is not easy. Can you do it?"
Luo Yu said calmly: "Let's take a look."
"Oh? It seems that the young man is very confident." The old man looked up at Luo Yu and continued, "However, if young people are too confident, they will become conceited. It is better for the young man to be humble."
The flavor of this teaching was so strong that Luo Yu couldn't understand it. Was he just being modest? He didn't seem to be showing off, did he? Why did it feel like this old man was deliberately targeting him? However, to show his respect for the elderly and seniors, Luo Yu still responded, "Yes, I understand."
Seeing Luo Yu answer him, the old man's impression of him improved a bit. Actually, neither of them knew each other. The old man just saw Luo Yu standing alone, not greeting strangers like others would. He thought Luo Yu might have become a little arrogant because he made it to the qualifying round, so he couldn't help but say a few words to him. However, seeing that although he was quiet, his attitude was still very respectful to him, he felt that perhaps this young man was not the kind of person he had imagined, who would be complacent and arrogant after a little achievement, but that this was just the nature of young people.
The competition began, and the old man became serious. He didn't say a word to Luo Yu, and Luo Yu immediately got into the atmosphere of the competition. At the beginning of the Chinese painting competition, all the Chinese painting contestants began to quickly search for the subjects they wanted to paint among the audience. Only Luo Yu did not move. The old man in white selected an elderly grandfather. When he saw that Luo Yu had not yet gone to select someone, he immediately said, "Young man, why don't you go quickly? This hour is not a long time. If you don't go now, the person you are looking for will be snatched away by someone else."
"No need, I've already found it, thank you." He knew that the old man was kind-hearted, but Luo Yu didn't need to go to the audience to choose the person he wanted to paint, because the person he wanted to paint was already in his mind.
He's still young, after all. I just told him to be humble and not overconfident, but he'd forgotten it the moment he turned around. The old man shook his head. Never mind. This was a competition. I only reminded him because he was still young. Since he didn't appreciate it, forget it. The old man had the old man sit on the stool in front of him, strike a pose, and then he started painting immediately. The other contestants also had their chosen audience members strike the poses they wanted.
Among so many people, only Luo Yu did not choose anyone, and some people who had not paid much attention to him before also began to pay attention to him.
"What's wrong with that young man? Everyone has already chosen their candidates, but he's the only one who hasn't taken any action. Is he automatically giving up the competition? I was saying, how can he draw at such a young age? Making it to the qualifying round is just luck."
"So disappointing! I was expecting him to come over and choose someone, but I didn't expect him to choose anything. Could it be that he's going to create a character out of his imagination?"
"Why not? Don't some masters also draw pictures of beauties out of thin air?"
"That's assuming there's enough time, but this competition only lasts an hour. Of course, it's faster to find a real model to draw. How much time would it take to just imagine it?"
"Then my idol is doomed to lose. No, it's rare to see such a handsome boy competing."
"anthomaniac……"
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Old Master Xie over there also noticed the situation on Luo Yu's side and looked at Luo Yu worriedly, but he knew that it was useless to worry, so he had to concentrate on completing his work first.
When the other participants saw Luo Yu doing this, some were surprised, some were confused, and of course some were disdainful. However, it didn't matter to Luo Yu what others thought of him. He was now concentrating on completing his painting.
Because it was a promotional round, the room wasn't as crowded as the junior round. Participants were all spaced about two meters apart, so they wouldn't interfere with each other. While the others would occasionally look up, Luo Yu simply buried his head in his painting, so intently that from a distance, those around him couldn't tell how well he was doing.
Some people say that men who work seriously are the most handsome. The handsome boy who paints seriously with a faint smile on his face is even more charming. Many female audiences present began to have hearts in their eyes when they saw Luo Yu painting.
If you have a plan in mind, you can quickly draw what you want in just one take. Luo Yu is no exception. Especially after experiencing the life of the calligraphy and painting saint in the virtual space last night, Luo Yu's speed has increased again. An hour is not enough, half an hour is enough.
So, in front of everyone's surprised gaze, Luo Yu put the completed painting aside and began to write the calligraphy work for the competition.
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