After wiping the ink on his face, Zhou Zilong got up from the ground and smiled embarrassedly in front of the audience's eyes.

"It was an accident just now, and the inspiration kept flowing out. I didn't master it well, but it doesn't matter, start over!"

With a wave of his hand, the guy regained his excitement again, his eyes rolling. He didn't even think about calling the staff to come and help, so he helped the table up from the ground.

Then, I picked up the brush and paper again.

Bang bang bang!

Just like before, I slapped my hands covered with ink with three more strokes.

But this time it was different from last time, the ink was replaced with red... I don’t know if there was any new creativity.

"Have your brother... been like this all the time?"

Sitting next to Zhou Sichen, Pan Panyu couldn't help asking at this time.

"He...is not like this usually, maybe he's expanded."

He rubbed his forehead helplessly, and Zhou Sichen felt strange in his heart, and then looked at Shi Dali again.

There is no doubt that why Zhou Zilong is so swelling...isn't it because of Shi Dali.

Teacher Shi coughed dryly and looked at him without looking sideways. Of course, he knew the meaning of Zhou Sichen's eyes at this time, but he was really embarrassed, so he could only pretend to be nothing.

Besides, the other players in the arena were basically a little confused when Zhou Zilong made such a fuss.

Especially when others paint, they are quiet and quiet, but this guy keeps making strange noises.

Because everyone was on the scene, they knew that he was painting. If they changed the place, they would probably really think it was a demolition team.

But it’s true that this approach has filled the show’s effect. Originally, the entire audience was only concerned about the players of their participating teams, but now they are basically staring at Zhou Zilong.

Especially some of them are more impatient and want to step on the table and jump over to see what is this kid drawing?

In this way, the competition continued. Half an hour later, the first player completed the work, and then the second player...

The painting competition is different from others, and these are also a few categories of judges. However, because the invited experts from all over the world are all well-known experts, the evaluation criteria should be fair.

In the end, nearly an hour passed, and only Zhou Zilong was left to have not completed his work.

"Mr. Shi, Zhou Zilong...is really a genius?"

While waiting like this, Pan Panyu asked Shi Dali again.

Before, she thought Zhou Zilong was just here to make fun of it, but this guy was really busy with his paintings in an hour.

This posture is really interesting, at least the attitude is certain.

"Uh...it should be."

Similarly, Teacher Shi felt confused.

He has seen Zhou Zilong's ability, so it can be described as the four words "terrible".

But the expression and concentration displayed at this moment really make people feel a little convinced and emotional. Could it be that... he is really a genius?

Almost the idea of ​​Shi Dali just came out of his mind, when Zhou Zilong suddenly slapped the table.

"Hahaha, it's done!"

This slap came suddenly, and everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment.

However, people know what kind of scene it is, because of this slap, the drawing paper on the table cracked from the middle again.

So, the scene fell into a strange silence again.

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt."

Shaking her head gently, Pan Panyu slowly made a sound.

Teacher Shi directly covered his eyes.

Obviously... he was also abrupt.

I spent an hour painting, but I just finished the work and slapped it into two pieces. If I were a genius... I would be a genius who had seen a ghost.

Zhou Zilong was obviously stunned.

He picked up the drawing paper in a daze, then looked at the audience, and then suddenly grinned.

"I did it on purpose."

This answer made many people look at each other, but they didn't know what to say.

Could it be...it was really intentional?

With such a strange thought, almost everyone looked at the work in Zhou Zilong's hand at the same time.

Seeing this, everyone was confused.

What's that thing?

Colorful, messy, unorganized, and can't see anything...

But Zhou Zilong looked confident, and that kind of confidence seemed to be about to take off, and his eyes were also very clear to tell everyone that if you can't understand my works, you are all Sabi!

So no one paid attention to the works of other contestants.

Everyone stared at Zhou Zilong's paintings, almost trying every means to see something special from it, but they really couldn't see it.

It would be fine if you can't see it, but no one dares to question it.

Think about it with your toes, China's great country faces such an international genius competition, and on such a world-class stage, there is no doubt that every contestant brought with him must have sufficient level, at least not an idiot!

In this case, Zhou Zilong's painting must have something special.

Especially those old judges, almost all kept silent!

Their attitude is so cautious, and Zhou Zilong's stigmatization of the world is actually enough to explain the problem.

"What the hell is this painting...?"

Suddenly, Big Bones, who was sitting next to Shi Dali, couldn't help but ask Teacher Shi.

This question made Shi Dali, Zhou Sichen, and Pan Panyu all stunned for a moment, and then looked at each other.

Yes, what is this?

"It's really incredible, it's really incredible. How could there be such an unimaginable work, a genius... a real genius!"

Then, before Shi Dali could speak, Wen Xiaotian, who had suddenly not spoken, jumped up and shouted with red face.

Her voice almost disrupted the quiet atmosphere at the scene. At the same time, in a very short time, almost everyone knew what she was calling.

"What are you... doing?"

He looked at Wen Xiaotian in a daze again, and Shi Dali felt that his brain was not enough.

It’s okay if Zhou Zilong is messing around, but what is Wen Xiaotian doing?

"It's... Brother Zilong asked me to shout."

Noting Shi Dali's dull eyes, Wen Xiaotian sat down honestly and muttered in a low voice.

Hearing this answer, Shi Dali covered his head again.

That’s right, Zhou Zilong...he is such a genius!
Chapter completed!