Old Harden, can you handle having your vision-shifting abilities on all the time?

Some judges felt that the painting's technique was very mature, with a high level of color gradation and smooth lines.

However, some judges felt that the painting was too traditional in style and lacked innovation and breakthrough.

The two sides argued for quite a while, and finally reached a consensus with the mediation of a senior judge:

"The technique is mature and the emotions are sincere. Although it lacks some innovation, the overall completion is very high. It is an excellent work of meticulous brushwork and heavy color."

The final results were announced at 3 PM.

The host walked onto the stage, holding a red list in his hand.

"After careful evaluation and voting by the eight judges, the list of winners for this exchange competition has been finalized."

"The works that received the Excellence Award are..."

The host read out five numbers, and a round of applause broke out from the audience.

The works that won third prize are...

Three more numbers.

The works that won second prize are...

Two numbers.

Li Yuting gripped Xu Xing's arm nervously, her palms sweaty.

The host paused, then raised his voice slightly: "The first prize winner of this exchange competition is—No. 037, 'Springtime in Lingnan,' by Li Yuting of Chang'an Academy of Fine Arts!"

The exhibition hall erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Li Yuting was stunned, standing there blankly, as if she couldn't believe her ears.

"Congratulations!"

Xu Xing patted her on the shoulder, "You did it!"

Li Yuting then came to her senses, her eyes instantly reddening and tears welling up.

"Brother Xu, I won first prize!"

Xu Xing smiled and nodded. "Go and claim your prize."

Li Yuting took a deep breath, wiped her eyes, and walked onto the stage to receive the red certificate of honor and trophy from the judges.

She stood on the stage, looking at the crowd below, with an excited smile on her face.

"Thank you for your recognition, Professor Feng for your careful guidance, and thank you..."

Her gaze fell on Xu Xing, and her voice carried a hint of gentleness, "Thank you to everyone who has always supported me."

After the awards ceremony, the exhibition hall became lively again.

The students gathered in small groups, exchanging their creative insights.

Li Yuting held the trophy, surrounded by a group of classmates, receiving their congratulations.

Xu Xing stood to the side, watching her happy expression, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

Just then, a young man wearing a white shirt walked over.

He looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses and exuding a refined air. He was also holding a second-prize certificate in his hand.

"Congratulations, Li, on winning the first prize."

The boy walked up to Li Yuting with a gentle smile on his face and a hint of sincere admiration in his voice, "I've been looking at your painting 'Springtime in Lingnan' for a long time. It's really well done, especially the flower petals of the kapok flowers, which have a very strong sense of layering."

Li Yuting smiled politely: "Thank you. Your painting 'Autumn Evening in the Mountains' is also very good. The artistic conception of the ink painting is handled very well."

"Not at all, it's far inferior to your work."

The boy scratched his head, smiled somewhat embarrassedly, and then changed the subject, "By the way, my name is Zhang Yifei, and I'm a graduate student in the Chinese Painting Department at Yenching Academy of Fine Arts. I wonder if I could get your contact information? If there's a chance in the future, I'd like to ask you for some tips on meticulous brushwork and heavy color painting."

When he said this, his eyes showed a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

Just as Li Yuting was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of Xu Xing standing to the side.

She smiled slightly, then naturally walked to Xu Xing's side and took his arm.

"Zhang, I'm sorry, but my boyfriend gets jealous easily and doesn't really like me adding other people's contact information."

She leaned against Xu Xing, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry.

Zhang Yifei's smile froze instantly.

His gaze fell on Xu Xing, and he looked him up and down.

Xu Xing wore a dark blue casual suit today, looking tall and upright with a calm and reserved demeanor.

He looked to be in his early thirties. Although he was well-maintained, the age difference between him and Li Yuting was still quite obvious.

A hint of defiance flashed in Zhang Yifei's eyes, and his tone carried a subtle provocation: "Is this Li's boyfriend?"

"right."

Li Yuting openly admitted, "My boyfriend is Xu Xing."

Zhang Yifei glanced at Xu Xing again, a somewhat unnatural smile tugging at the corners of his mouth: "Where does Mr. Xu work?"

Before Xu Xing could answer, a voice came from the side.

"Senior Sister!"

Everyone turned to look and saw a middle-aged man in a gray Zhongshan suit walking quickly over.

He looked to be in his early fifties, with gray hair and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His demeanor was refined and scholarly.

"Junior brother!"

Professor Feng's face lit up with a delighted smile when he saw the visitor. "What brings you here?"

"Haha, I'm one of the judges for this exchange competition. I saw your disciple's work during the final judging just now, and I recognized your style at a glance."

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "After all these years, the students taught by my senior sister are still so outstanding."

"It's all thanks to the children's own hard work."

Professor Feng smiled modestly, then stepped aside to introduce, "Junior brother, let me introduce you. This is a porcelain restoration master from the Xuhang Xugong Chengxinzhai Restoration Center, and also a specially invited restorer of the Chang'an Museum."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's smile froze slightly, and then he showed a surprised expression.

"Xu Gong? The same Xu Gong who restored the Qianlong doucai and famille rose celestial globe vase with the Eight Immortals and lotus scroll design?"

His tone was tinged with disbelief.

Xu Xing was slightly taken aback: "You've heard about that?"

"I've heard so much about it!"

The middle-aged man strode forward and warmly shook Xu Xing's hand. "I am Chen Mingyuan, the head of the Chinese Painting Department at the South China Academy of Fine Arts. Professor Zhou Zhihai mentioned you to me, saying that your restoration videos have been included in our academy's textbook for cultural relic restoration!"

"Our faculty and students have all seen the video of the restoration of that Qianlong celestial globe vase; it's simply miraculous!"

Especially the addition of the lotus scroll pattern—the lines are smooth and natural, the colors rich and layered. Our Chinese painting students all use your videos as teaching materials!

Xu Xing was a little embarrassed by his enthusiastic praise: "Professor Chen, you flatter me. I just did what I was supposed to do."

"It's not a compliment, it's the truth!"

Chen Mingyuan squeezed his hand firmly, his tone sincere, "Mr. Xu, your expertise in porcelain restoration is top-notch nationwide."

If I have the chance in the future, I definitely want to come to our South China Academy of Fine Arts as a visiting professor and give lectures to our students!

Zhang Yifei, who was standing to the side, had a completely changed expression.

His eyes, which had just held a hint of defiance and provocation, had completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a deep sense of awe and embarrassment.