After losing her memory, she became popular as a stand-in

Chapter 875 Who do you look down on?

"Miss Tan..."

Bu Caiya had already scolded Xu Minzhu's aunt and nephew countless times in her heart.

Xu Minzhu proudly challenged her: "Bu Caiya, you were so arrogant when you bullied me just now, why don't you speak now?"

"Who is bullying whom? Xu Minzhu, you are not afraid of your tongue when you tell lies!"

Xu Minzhu continued to criticize Bu Caiya, Fu Yaoxing said, "Okay, I accept."

"Miss Tan, but they..."

"It's okay, they won't deny it in front of the camera."

Xu Zhiying always felt that she had the upper hand, and she almost died of anger when she heard what Fu Yaoxing said.

Haven't even started the competition yet, just look like a winner, who do you look down on?
"Okay, then we'll wait and see who apologizes to whom!"

The cruel words have been released, and this game has to be taken seriously.

The corner of Li Chenghe's mouth rose.

Li Chengjun asked his cousin suspiciously: "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

Li Chenghe smiled warmly, "Happy, I can't help but be happy when I think of someone having bad luck."

"Ah? Who's going to be in trouble?"

The game hasn't even started yet, why is my cousin so sure who will lose?
Li Chenghe snapped his fingers at his forehead again, "Drawing idiot, I told you not to just focus on drawing. People's hearts are much more fun than drawing."

This episode is not over.

As the competition officially started, the grievances and disputes between Fu Yaoxing and Xu Zhiying's aunt and nephew also officially entered a heated stage.

The theme given by the judges is "Lonely".

This proposition is simple and easy to say, but also difficult to say.
Because in addition to showing your artistry with this painting, you have to do one more thing:
heartstrings.

This is the soul of painting.

The shock of a painting is definitely not just what a solid painter can do.

Just like a piano piece, everyone can play it according to the score, but not everyone can play the soul resonance.

And when two people draw this picture together, the difficulty is doubled. They must synchronize each other's thoughts at this moment.

Some groups are still discussing on the field, and some groups have already started to write.

Xu Minzhu and Xu Zhiying were the first pair to start writing.

As time passed, more and more groups took up pens one after another, and Fu Yaoxing and Bu Caiya hadn't finished their discussion yet.

Xu Zhiying sneered and pointed out a few places for Xu Minzhu to draw.

Obviously, between the two of them, Xu Zhiying is the leader, and Xu Minzhu is a dispensable assistant.

The photographer was instructed by the ACFTU to focus on the two groups of them.

The other teams had already drawn the main outlines. Fu Yaoxing and Bu Caiya hadn't discussed it yet. Some people laughed in the live broadcast room, and some people broke into a cold sweat for them.

There was even a bet guessing when they would start painting.

Waiting and waiting, the two finally started writing.

The two have a clear division of labor, Bu Caiya has solid basic skills, and she writes very steadily. It can be seen that she is painting a little girl.

The little girl combed her hair with two balls, holding a baked sweet potato wrapped in kraft paper in her hand, raised her head slightly, and looked at her grandma beside her with admiration.

The grandma smiled kindly, and the grandparents enjoyed themselves happily.

Such a picture is not to mention lonely, it is clearly filled with a happy and warm atmosphere.

[Did the two of them misunderstand the proposition?What does this have to do with loneliness?Or do Chinese people understand loneliness differently from us? 】

[Aside from the topic, this painting is very warm, it makes me miss my grandma. 】

【Me too!I was brought up by my grandma since I was a child, but because of my busy work, I haven't gone back to visit her for a long time. 】

[Look at Shen Tan's painting! 】

While Bu Caiya was painting the little girl and grandma, Fu Yaoxing was also painting.

A few strokes outline the cold night.

A woman in overalls was leaning against a wall, holding a baked sweet potato in her hand, with a tired look and wet tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

On the street separated by a wall, there were a few pedestrians dragging their tired bodies like her.

This is a very ordinary picture.

It happens to everyone, every day.

But it is this kind of ordinaryness that makes people feel the most substituting.

Because the person who worked late at night holding baked sweet potatoes and reminded him of his childhood may be everyone in the audience.

When I was young, I always longed to grow up, but only after I grew up did I find that growing up is the loneliest.

[The painting is me!It's weird, I spend every day like this, why do I suddenly feel so uncomfortable...]

[The sense of substitution is too strong, I'm already crying, I miss my grandma so much!It's really lonely to work hard outside alone. 】

[For the first time, I feel the feeling of loving myself, and hug myself. 】

Fu Yaoxing's painting skills are delicate, and he perfectly draws the psychologically complex layering of the characters.

After the work is submitted, the contestants sit in the rest area and wait for the judges' opinions.

Those who can make it all the way to the last round have real skills. Apart from Fu Yaoxing and the others, other groups also have many good works.

Xu Zhiying is full of confidence.

What she painted this time was the loneliness after a feast. The style of the painting is gorgeous and the contrast between the front and the back is strong. I believe it will definitely shock the judges and the audience.

"Auntie, look at the sulky faces of the two of them, it's probably because this competition is hopeless."

Xu Zhiying said triumphantly: "Come on, let's go over and comfort them."

Fu Yaoxing and Bu Caiya did not look happy as Xu Minzhu said.

It's just that they don't know that Fu Yaoxing has always looked like this, and only occasionally when facing Bu Caiya, he will show a different side.

As for Bu Caiya, the little girl was originally a sensitive and thoughtful age. She just put her whole body and mind into the painting, and experienced the feeling of boundless loneliness.

The way they looked made Xu Zhiying's aunt and nephew misunderstand that they were not painted well.

Xu Zhiying has always been thinking about the bet, so of course she will not let go of such a good opportunity to ridicule.

"You two seem to be in a bad mood."

Bu Caiya was blocked from seeing, she raised her head in displeasure, "You are all bored."

Seeing her like this, Xu Minying was even more sure that she might overturn in the last game.

"It's not boring. Let's take a look at the pitiful appearance of the defeated generals. After all, you will slip away after the end. Such a beautiful picture will be unbearable."

The photographer went to take pictures of the judges' seats, and Xu Minzhu was not worried at all about being photographed when he was in trouble.

"Bu Caiya, it doesn't matter how good your grades are in school. Look at yourself now. I heard that your teammates have been paddling after these few rounds. It's really pitiful, hehe."

Bu Caiya was so disgusted by her "hee hee" that she almost vomited.

"Have you got stones in your brain? The results of the competition haven't come out yet, what are you talking about? Sister Xiao Tan is much better than your aunt, you should be quiet, otherwise it will be ugly to be slapped in the face when the results come out!"

(End of this chapter)