"Ahem, today is the day for the painting evaluation of primary school students in this city. In order to ensure the principle of fairness and openness, today's judges are all well-known domestic and even international painters, and they publicly display all participating paintings. After the evaluation, the top ten paintings will hold art exhibitions in the Art Museum of the Magic City. Before the evaluation is over, objections can be raised to the evaluation results. Once the evaluation is over, all doubts will be rejected."

The host today is also a relatively speaking person in the painting world. He was invited to host. On the one hand, he is more interested in these new bloods in the painting world and is more looking forward to it. On the other hand, he does not want to think that some special reasons will cause some capable people to be buried.

"Also, this entry must be original. Once plagiarism is found, it will be entered into the blacklist. Before the work is displayed, there is still a chance to withdraw from the competition."

"I seem to have heard from my teacher that this person is jealous of evil and fair and just. It seems that Tian Zhizhi has fallen into trouble this time."

Sang Qingrui didn't care much about who the judges were. His strength was there. If it was because of his insufficient ability, Sang Qingrui would be able to accept this result.

As for people, they have to be able to afford to lose. The one who wins themselves with their strength is naturally nothing to say.

"It's good, too."

The previous paintings are all from the first and second grades. Starting from the lower grades, it is to avoid contrasting the works of the higher grade first, which will lead to a dimensional reduction of the works of the lower grade. This is unfair to students in the lower grades, so it starts from the lower grades.

Many of the first-grade students have relatively rough painting skills, but they are very good for this age group, because these are the top ones found from various schools.

"I'll go. Although the drawings are not good, they are still much better than I thought. Why are these judges so low?"

Wen Luo couldn't believe that these paintings were only given such a small score. This is a bit too strict.

"No, something is wrong here. It's already in the third and fourth grades here, why don't Sang Xiaorui's works have yet?"

"This seems not to be based entirely on age. The first part should be relatively ordinary works of all ages, and of course some relatively excellent works will be interspersed in the middle."

Sang Qingrui probably figured out some routines, judging from the quality of the works.

"How do you know so much, or do you know the inside story?"

"You only know the inside story. You can see it by looking at the works. We are so close that we can see a lot of details."

Sang Qingrui's position is a relatively golden position, just behind the judges' teacher. Sang Qingrui's words can be heard by the judges. Those who know the knowledge can know whether Sang Qingrui is professional at a glance.

"Look at that sunflower, although it looks very good at first glance, its light and dark lines are very blurred, and the light and shadow are wrong. The sunflower chases the sun, and many shadows are wrong, and there is nothing that should be."

The judges closest to Sang Qingrui nodded with satisfaction when they heard Sang Qingrui's words. It seemed that they had studied painting professionally and were very talented in painting.

"And the character over there, her facial features are not exactly in that proportion. Although there can be adjustments, she is a bit too liberal, and she looks a little dull, even a little asymmetric, and it is a problem of shadows."

“…”

Sang Qingrui's comments can be said to be at the level of the judges, and there are problems that even the judges cannot see. After Sang Qingrui said it, he suddenly realized that what Sang Qingrui said really makes sense.

"Little girl, you are very talented. I wonder if you have participated... No, you shouldn't have gone to elementary school at your age."

One of the judges couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Sang Qingrui, especially seeing that Sang Qingrui is so young, he has such a high awareness of painting. This is his talent. God will give him food to eat at such a young age.

"Teacher, I've participated in the competition, but whether I can recognize my painting depends on all the teachers."

Sang Qingrui smiled, and his short legs swaying in his seat, just admitted that he was participating in the competition, but he did not reveal anything else at all.

Sang Qingrui also disdains the thing about cheating. Drawing is a skill of Sang Qingrui and a skill that he is proud of, so he disdains to cheat and even bribe the judges.

"Miss, can you reveal a little?"

"No, I like the teacher to re-recognize me because of my paintings, not to recognize my paintings because of me. The latter is an insult to me and an insult to a painter."

Sang Qingrui's paintings are shocking. It is really awesome for such a young girl to say such admirable words.

"Yes, I admire you very much, look forward to your work, and hope it will refresh me."

"I hope it won't disappoint the teacher."

"Sang Xiaorui, you said so domineeringly just now. I like it very much, but are you serious?"

"Nonsense, why am I doing fakes? The paintings I draw myself are not unfavorable. If you have anything to worry about, just lose if you lose."

Sang Qingrui was open and had no psychological burden at all, but looking at Tian Zhizhi in the distance, she was obviously much nervous.

As one work after another was displayed, no more stunning paintings appeared, which made the judges a little aesthetically tired.

"Why haven't yours appeared yet?"

"No, you have never seen my work, how do you know that my work has not appeared?"

"No, you won't tell me that your work has passed."

Tong Yaning was shocked, recalling the previous score, thinking about which painting Sang Qingrui might have, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that none of them can work, no, no, no.

"You don't have to be so nervous before I reach it. I won't tell you that I'll guess what I painted."

Sang Qingrui didn't tell any of them, but this disappointed the judges who were secretly obedient in front of him. This little girl is so weird that she can't fool the little girl to tell the truth.

"The last five paintings are the five that I think are better than others, and they also think they can be the finale of this evaluation, but there is also a very critical issue, you can see it."

All five paintings were displayed, and even non-professionals could clearly see the problem. Two paintings were extremely similar.

The similarity has exceeded 80%, which can be considered plagiarism.

As soon as it was displayed, the audience sighed and Tian Zhizhi looked at Sang Qingrui with a provocative look.
Chapter completed!