Chapter: 142
Mr. Qin agreed and nodded, and then Qiao Yimo got up and left.
The guests in the audience were dumbfounded.
"What's happening here?"
"Did Qiao Yimo retire?"
"Hahaha, I guess I can't draw it, I was scared to pee my pants."
"Damn, I just said that Qiao Yimo doesn't know how to paint. You are still arguing with me. Let's slap her face now."
Those who didn't understand Qiao Yimo began to laugh at her move. Only Su Zhe and Liu Xin in the corner looked at each other and smiled. Sister Mo was going to make a big move!
In two minutes, Qiao Yimo hurried back again and returned to his seat. His white and slender fingers seemed to be holding something, he pressed a lightly on the paper, and then sealed the picture.
The guests looked at each other and didn't understand Qiao Yimo's operation.
Mr. Qin smiled like a ball of chrysanthemums, "The game is over, the painting will be revealed after 15 points, so stay tuned!"
When the guests heard the words, they left one after another, drinking tea and going to the bathroom.
When Qiao Yimo returned to the backstage to rest, he happened to meet Qiao Anchu. At this time, there were only two of them in the lounge.
Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo's lips and smiled, not knowing what he had planned. Genius remembers for a second
Qiao Yimo glanced at her, and said in a low voice, "Hey, what are you doing in your heart?"
Qiao Anchu smiled triumphantly, raised his eyes to Qiao Yimo, whispered softly, with a look of innocence, "Sister, how can you say that to me? What are my plans for being so simple and kind!"
Qiao Yimo sneered with a low laugh, meaning it was unclear.
After two minutes, Xiuli, Qingzhi and Dong Yan also came to the backstage lounge.
Grandma Qingzhi looked concerned, "Yimo, why did you fall asleep on stage? Is it unwell?"
Qiao Yimo smiled faintly, "There is no such thing."
The corner of Xiuli's mouth twitched, and she mocked, "Mom, don't worry, she may feed a lot of pigs in the countryside, and then learn from the pigs, she can fall asleep anywhere."
"Xiu Xiu." Qing Zhi yelled displeasedly, "Speaking according to occasions, don't talk about everything."
"What did I say wrong?" Xiuli was not annoyed, and took Qiao Qingling's hand and walked out of the rest room.
Qiao Anchu listened, bit his lip slightly, and sneered as much as possible to hold back.
Ten minutes later, the guests returned to the banquet hall, waiting to reveal the painting, looking forward to today's championship in their hearts.
Mr. Qin asked a few assistants to reveal the painting.
This assistant is also very professional, all wearing white gloves, it seems that there is something dirty in his hands that has stained the painting.
First, the assistant uncovered Qiao Qingling's painting.
Everyone hissed when they saw this.
It's like seeing a picture, just like seeing a person, as bright and moving.
I saw that Qiao Qingling's work is a flower butterfly, bright in color, and very flexible. What's more, the flower butterfly still collects honey, and the residual honey on the tail is even more powerful.
Although it is not very creative in terms of creativity, fortunately, it is good.
Seeing this, Mr. Qin nodded in satisfaction.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Xiuli raised her head arrogantly, as if the champion had fallen into Qiao Qingling.
The daughter really didn't let her down, she really gave herself a face.
The second assistant stepped forward and uncovered Qiao Anchu's paintings.
I saw that Qiao Anchu painted several koi on the paper. The color of the koi is golden and red, shining in the spotlight, sparkling.
As if seeing a real koi.
The shredded golden color matching slowly flows on the paper, which is indescribably beautiful.
The lake water on the paper is even more agile and elegant, like a layer of light lingering.
There are other colors of carp on the painting, black like a leaping dragon, this intense color collision, a perfect combination of mystery and surprise.
Old Mr. Qin looked at Qiao Anchu's work with surprise and pride in his eyes, and even said that the painting was unsatisfactory, "This...this color combination is too powerful."
The guests in the audience were also stunned.
"This color combination is simply perfect."
"Why don't I know that Qiao Anchu is so powerful." JrNovels.com
The guests in the audience were dumbfounded.
"What's happening here?"
"Did Qiao Yimo retire?"
"Hahaha, I guess I can't draw it, I was scared to pee my pants."
"Damn, I just said that Qiao Yimo doesn't know how to paint. You are still arguing with me. Let's slap her face now."
Those who didn't understand Qiao Yimo began to laugh at her move. Only Su Zhe and Liu Xin in the corner looked at each other and smiled. Sister Mo was going to make a big move!
In two minutes, Qiao Yimo hurried back again and returned to his seat. His white and slender fingers seemed to be holding something, he pressed a lightly on the paper, and then sealed the picture.
The guests looked at each other and didn't understand Qiao Yimo's operation.
Mr. Qin smiled like a ball of chrysanthemums, "The game is over, the painting will be revealed after 15 points, so stay tuned!"
When the guests heard the words, they left one after another, drinking tea and going to the bathroom.
When Qiao Yimo returned to the backstage to rest, he happened to meet Qiao Anchu. At this time, there were only two of them in the lounge.
Qiao Anchu looked at Qiao Yimo's lips and smiled, not knowing what he had planned. Genius remembers for a second
Qiao Yimo glanced at her, and said in a low voice, "Hey, what are you doing in your heart?"
Qiao Anchu smiled triumphantly, raised his eyes to Qiao Yimo, whispered softly, with a look of innocence, "Sister, how can you say that to me? What are my plans for being so simple and kind!"
Qiao Yimo sneered with a low laugh, meaning it was unclear.
After two minutes, Xiuli, Qingzhi and Dong Yan also came to the backstage lounge.
Grandma Qingzhi looked concerned, "Yimo, why did you fall asleep on stage? Is it unwell?"
Qiao Yimo smiled faintly, "There is no such thing."
The corner of Xiuli's mouth twitched, and she mocked, "Mom, don't worry, she may feed a lot of pigs in the countryside, and then learn from the pigs, she can fall asleep anywhere."
"Xiu Xiu." Qing Zhi yelled displeasedly, "Speaking according to occasions, don't talk about everything."
"What did I say wrong?" Xiuli was not annoyed, and took Qiao Qingling's hand and walked out of the rest room.
Qiao Anchu listened, bit his lip slightly, and sneered as much as possible to hold back.
Ten minutes later, the guests returned to the banquet hall, waiting to reveal the painting, looking forward to today's championship in their hearts.
Mr. Qin asked a few assistants to reveal the painting.
This assistant is also very professional, all wearing white gloves, it seems that there is something dirty in his hands that has stained the painting.
First, the assistant uncovered Qiao Qingling's painting.
Everyone hissed when they saw this.
It's like seeing a picture, just like seeing a person, as bright and moving.
I saw that Qiao Qingling's work is a flower butterfly, bright in color, and very flexible. What's more, the flower butterfly still collects honey, and the residual honey on the tail is even more powerful.
Although it is not very creative in terms of creativity, fortunately, it is good.
Seeing this, Mr. Qin nodded in satisfaction.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Xiuli raised her head arrogantly, as if the champion had fallen into Qiao Qingling.
The daughter really didn't let her down, she really gave herself a face.
The second assistant stepped forward and uncovered Qiao Anchu's paintings.
I saw that Qiao Anchu painted several koi on the paper. The color of the koi is golden and red, shining in the spotlight, sparkling.
As if seeing a real koi.
The shredded golden color matching slowly flows on the paper, which is indescribably beautiful.
The lake water on the paper is even more agile and elegant, like a layer of light lingering.
There are other colors of carp on the painting, black like a leaping dragon, this intense color collision, a perfect combination of mystery and surprise.
Old Mr. Qin looked at Qiao Anchu's work with surprise and pride in his eyes, and even said that the painting was unsatisfactory, "This...this color combination is too powerful."
The guests in the audience were also stunned.
"This color combination is simply perfect."
"Why don't I know that Qiao Anchu is so powerful." JrNovels.com
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