The competition venue has been laid out and is densely packed with more than 60 contestants. Since there are many contestants, in order to save the venue, they can only be divided into three rows of long tables. Each row has more than 20 contestants lined up to paint on the long table, and it looks a bit crowded. So when you look over, the scene is quite spectacular, but only the contestants know the hardships themselves. You can't have room to write freely, which can be said to be a bit worse for this group of contestants who were originally lacking confidence.

Of course not all players have no confidence in themselves.

When Zhang Xiaoliang came on stage, he was photographed by his cousin.

Sun Mei said: "This time is your time to show off your skills. Avenge me."

Zhang Xiaoliang curled his lips slightly. He had been studying Chinese painting for ten years. No matter what, it was definitely better than those who crammed for the moment. Sun Jingren also had high hopes for him. This time, the Sun family wanted to make face back. Especially if he lost to the Lu family one after another, it was even more unwilling to accept it. In terms of skills, it can be seen from tea fighting that their Sun family is not worse than the Lu family, but Sun Mei accidentally smashed his own plate.

The contestants came on stage and were ready.

Xiao Dongzi rubbed against his aunt, sat down at the seat where his uncle was originally sitting, and asked, "Auntie, don't you cheer up your uncle first?"

Manman reached out to pinch the little guy's weird nose: "Why are you so excited today?"

The little guy looked at his parents talking and didn't seem to notice himself, and secretly said, "A dad monitors me for doing homework every day, which is stricter than my grandfather. I don't play as I used to do whatever I want. Although I have been picking up little red flowers at school since my dad supervises me for homework."

I heard the little guy's tone, which was contradictory. On the one hand, I wanted to be praised by the teacher, and on the other hand, I was worried that I had to study hard every day.

Manman covered her mouth and smiled for a while, then pointed at his little nose: "Have your father taught you that you can't have both fish and bear's paw?"

"Yes." The little guy bulged his cheeks, "But I want to be a super genius, that way, fish and bear's paw will kill two birds with one stone."

Rub the child's hair: "So greedy."

"My aunt's child is just as greedy when she comes out." The little guy is not afraid, some children are the same as him.

My own child, Manman touched his belly and felt the little thing inside as if he was rolling when he heard their words. It seemed like the little guy, he was very happy to be a super genius.

Manman sighed: When I was a child, I didn’t seem to like doing homework very much. If my father wasn’t happy because of good grades, he wouldn’t have wanted to work hard. It wasn’t until he was about to graduate that he knew that if he had good studies, the one who benefited the most was not his parents but himself.

So he touched the little guy's head and said something earnestly.

Jiang Mei looked back and saw that her son was stuck to Manman again. She was about to call her son not to bother her pregnant aunt, but her husband was pulled over.

"The child likes it, it doesn't matter if he wants to stick to it for a while. When your brother comes down, there will be no place for our son." Zhao Wensheng actually wanted to sigh that seeing Young Master Jiang's stick to his wife, after the two children came out, he didn't know if he had to compete with his father for his mother.

Jiang Mei seemed to have a deep feeling and scratched her hair: "Looking for time, I have to talk to him about this problem. How can that happen? Will Manman still be divided by three people after the child is born?"

Jiang Yan seemed to have heard someone below say bad things about him, and his nose itched and he almost sneezes.

The tall man standing in front of him was a row away from him, and they all covered their drawing paper exaggeratedly and said, "Mr. Jiang, if you want to destroy it, don't mess with me. I say that I only know how to draw plum blossom prints, and there is no need to let you use this skill."

"Do I need it?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and hummed with confidence.

Gao Dashuai smiled slightly, twitched his lips, as if he was deliberately talking to him: "I said, you are not like your wife, a master of painting orchids who is hidden in the dark, right?"

When everyone else heard Gao Dashuai's words, they suddenly looked here.

Sun Jingren's eyes sank, and he looked at Zhang Xiaoliang's painting beside him with uncertainty. Zhang Xiaoliang held the brush and looked at Jiang Yan with vigilant eyes not at Jiang Yan, but Lu Huan standing in front of him. Seeing Lu Huan's hand slid the back of his head with annoyance, an irresistible joy appeared in his eyes. If the brush in his hand was a knife, he would shoot directly on Lu Huan.

Suddenly, another line of sight turned around and stared at him with a delicate look.

Zhang Xiaoliang was stunned and saw that he was the one who sat with Lu Huan, who seemed to have a good relationship. He asked, saying that he was the second young master of the Yao family and now he was studying at Tsinghua University. I think Lu Huan is really lucky. Even his childhood sweethearts are the second young master of the Yao family, and he is still studying at Tsinghua University.

Looking at Yao Zibao and Dingding, Zhang Xiaoliang's lips curled slightly, as if he showed a friendly smile, and lowered his head to paint.

After Yao Zibao turned around, his eyebrows were still stretched and asked Lu Huan: "Who does he recognize you?"

"My classmate, from the same dormitory." Lu Huan didn't care. Since he didn't see Zhang Xiaoliang, he wouldn't be in his heart. What could Zhang Xiaoliang do? At best, he could just bluff the grasshopper, and he could kill him with one punch.

Yao Zibao was very clear about his brother's sometimes too cheerful temperament, and frowned and said, "Be careful, he doesn't seem to like you very much."

"There are so many people who hate me." Lu Huan shrugged.

Seeing that he didn't feel at all about his words, Yao Zibao had to hold up his glasses and stop saying more.

"I said." It was Lu Huan's turn to say to him, "Afang didn't come today. Was she hiding from you or others?"

"How do I know?" Yao Zibao reacted very quickly.

Lu Huan narrowed his eyes and turned to look at him: "I thought you didn't seem to be as hostile to her. After all, you also know what's going on, it has nothing to do with her."

After a while, there were many doubts. Yao Zibao was comparable to Holmes's head that he liked to study. He could no longer detect anything, and he lost the clever mind of the second young master of the Yao family. After learning that Chen Xiaoyi was really his brother's subordinate, it seemed that the truth had come to light.

He didn't expect that his family members really opposed it, and did not hesitate to use means to prevent him from seeing Lin Jiajing. Perhaps his family members just cared about him and did not want him to be hurt by Lin Jiajing, but he was very proud and did not think that he would be hurt by Lin Jiajing. If it weren't for this reason, he seemed to think of another possibility. This possibility he had always wanted to ignore and deceive himself.

"Your brother really doesn't want to hurt you." Lu Huan sighed, which was equivalent to exposing the truth.

She was obsessed with his brother.

This is not surprising. No woman who saw his brother was not obsessed with him. Even Manman admitted that his brother was very evil.

He once hoped that she was like Manman and would not have the same feeling for his brother. However, his wish was too beautiful. How many women could be like Manman? What's more, she was so young, and in terms of life experience, she was far from being as beautiful as Manman. She was just a beautiful girl with capital and pride and had her own pursuits.

Once he realized these things, the first thing he thought of was: the most painful thing in the whole thing should be his brother.

Compared to the damage his brother suffered, he is really nothing.

"My brother is so kind." Yao Zibao said, "My mother often says, why are you afraid that my brother will be so good one day? I think my mother is right. I should be more cruel to help my brother. But I didn't expect that this time my brother would stand in front of me first."

"It's good that you know. You are the only one who wants to be Brother Yao's younger brother in this world. Do you know that every time I am raped by my brother, I really envy you?" Lu Huan said this, perhaps a little water was mixed in to comfort his brother Yao Zibao. But he said this a little loudly, and was heard by Jun and Yao in front of him.

Jun Ye’s face flashed with a trace of indescribable emotion.

Mr. Yao hurriedly comforted him: "Huan'er, he just didn't see my fierce treasure."

"Yes, even if you are cruel to your brother, in my brother's opinion, you are more gentle than me." Jun Ye said calmly.

When Mr. Yao heard what he said, he really thought about this matter. While looking back at his two younger brothers, he continued to comfort Mr. Jun’s injured brother’s heart: “Are you gentle?”

"Some." Jun Ye said concisely and looked at his younger brother with deep meaning.

Lu Huan was creepy all over. In fact, he was not afraid of his brother being harsh. He was even more afraid of his brother Jun Ye's face. If he smiled at him one day, it would be more terrifying than going to hell.

Lu Huan's little friend immediately realized his mistake and corrected it: "Actually, Baoer, I think my brother's evil man is terrible, but as the saying goes, good medicine is good for the disease. He is good for the evil."

When a few familiar people around him heard this, including Gao Dashuai, Chen Xiaoyi, etc., they could not help but look at Lu Huan's little friend with infinite sympathy.

It’s really not something that anyone can be the younger brother of Jun Ye. I don’t know how many “blessings” I have to cultivate in my previous lives.

In the strong contrast between his brother Lu Huan, Yao Zibao cherishes this brotherly friendship more and more, needless to say.

"Major Chen, how did you draw?" With just a few strokes, the tall general with the plum blossom seal was solved. He looked at the achievements of his comrades next to him, and saw how many of them were like him. At this time, our army was not afraid of being wiped out, but was afraid that a sudden emergence would lead to a loss of face.

Chen Xiaoyi seemed to have not heard him speak and was concentrating.

Gao Dashuai's family did not have paintings or famous paintings, but he was really not interested in this thing. After watching for a long time, he couldn't understand Chen Xiaoyi's paintings, and then looked at others. None of them was not sweating. Even Jun Ye, who thought he was about the same level as his, was fully focused on his pen, fearing that a mistake would lead to failure.

Manman and the others were in the audience, because they were far away from the stage, and they couldn't see clearly, so they could only wait and see nervously.

The one with the most indifferent expressions at the table is Chang Yunxi, who is not familiar with everyone.

Chang Yunxi just picked up a cup and found that the tea inside was gone. He reached out to carry the teapot on the table with his other hand. Someone was faster than her. After picking up the teapot, he skillfully added water to her cup.

"Teacher Ji, it seems you are not sitting here." Seeing Ji Yun sitting here at some point, she tightened her eyebrows slightly.

"I'm in the backstage, but now it's not my turn to perform. Find a place and find a familiar friend to talk to. There is no limit." Ji Yun smiled gracefully at her, slowly filled her teacup with water. Then, while adding water, he almost blew the warm breath on her hair and said, "You look like a fairy when you make tea. This is the first time I have seen you."

The man's masculine smell was different from a woman's. Chang Yunxi stepped back slightly, lowered his head, frowned, and looked a bit like a hedgehog with burrs standing all over his body.

Ji Yun raised his eyebrows and saw the tail ring on her little finger again. A glimmer of light suddenly flowed in his eyes.

Next to a table, Sun Mei clearly saw him talking to Chang Yunxi with a gentle expression and a faint smile in her eyes. She felt her chest stuffy and wanted to find some water to put the fire. Her hands and eyes went to find the kettle, but she saw the table sitting on the other side of the presidium. The chair her grandmother, Grandma Sun, was sitting on, was facing away from this side. But Grandma Sun had turned around at some point and leaned forward. The old man's eyes looked at was not the stage where her brothers performed their talents on the stage, not her, but Chang Yunxi?

I was stunned, my heart trembled, followed by an irresistible nameless fire.

Angry, anxious, confused!

What's wrong with grandma?

See what Chang Yunxi does?

By the way, she saw it clearly in the background that Chang Yunxi's craftsmanship was very cleverly similar to the unique craftsmanship of his Sun family...

On the stage, the host announced that the time has come, and the painters are asked to take a break.

The contestants reluctantly put down their pens and inks in their hands.

After confirming that the staff had collected all the pens and inks present, the host invited the judges to come on stage and enter the next rating stage.

The judges of this round of competition were all the presidium, and the main judges led by Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin.

The judges came on stage and commented on the paintings of all the grandchildren. In the eyes of these old people who love to prank children, it seems that this game really pranks many people, making them excited.

"Looking at these children, the Lando is interesting, and there are many new varieties that have never been seen in the world." Mrs. Lin said with a smile.

So some people who have no skills in calligraphy and painting, such as Gao Dashuai, blushed like monkeys when Mrs. Lin said this.

"Tell me, what new variety is this?" Mrs. Lin asked, pointing to the most typical tall and handsome painting.

At the same time, the host has already picked up Gao Dashuai's paintings for the audience below to see.

When the audience saw the clear plum blossom mark, they burst into laughter. Some children even actively responded to the host's question in the audience, holding their little hands and answered: "I know, this is a dog's hoof."

The child who answered the correct answer got a candy from the host.

When Gao Dashuai saw that the children were rewarded with candy, he felt so frustrated. He raised his sleeves and pretended to be mournful: "I answered that there are candy for dogs to eat, but I have worked so hard that I don't even have a candy."

Mrs. Lin looked at him with a strong smile: "It's okay to want to eat candy. I can draw a piece of orchid leaves one day and come to my house to ask for candy."

Gao Dashuai heard that the old lady invited her to visit her house in disguise. She was flattered and hurriedly raised her hand to her chest to swear that the revolutionary soldiers would work harder.

The older generations could not help laughing at Gao Dashuai's appearance, but they did not dare to laugh until they left Gao Dashuai's table.
To be continued...