The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 737 - 736. My stomach is a bit unruly

The judges gathered around a two-meter-long table, showing a high level of curiosity towards the works of others.

Even Tang Shu became interested, standing quietly to one side and listening to everyone’s mutual praise, her eyes sparkling with curious light.

The works of the seniors——

The brushwork of Elder Li and the others must represent the highest level of this era. But what standard is it at? Are they on par with the literati and painters from Damo, or is one side superior to the other?

Master Bai, who played a key role in creating this scene, stoked everyone’s interest in just a few words and walked leisurely to the center with his hands behind his back.

"Then let’s all enjoy each other’s works together. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen so many masterpieces at once, you guys are quite lucky."

Even he, as the president of the association, rarely saw such a grand scene. After all, it’s quite difficult to get a painting from old friends, let alone all gathered today.

Just the thought of it was exhilarating.

"Old Li, let’s take a look at yours first?"

"Haha, alright, let me show you mine first, to set the stage!"

Professor Li’s irritation that was originally provoked seemed to have disappeared, his eyes bright with anticipation.

The spirited confidence hidden in his eyes came from absolute confidence in his own work, indicating he had quite admirable grounding.

At this moment, Elder Li was indeed very happy, knowing that seeing the brushwork of Old Xue and the others was a cause for celebration, he also wanted to know the gap between himself and the others.

Hmm—did these people secretly practice without him knowing? Have their abilities improved?

This competition was well worth it!

"Unroll my painting, let’s discuss it together. And don’t just keep praising it, I don’t like to hear that!"

"Haha, Old Li, why are you still so cantankerous? Can’t even take a compliment; what, are you going to blame us now?"

"We’ve known each other for decades, I’m tired of your compliments, don’t try to fool me."

"Fine, fine, fine, I’ll catch your flaws this time and have a good talk, but you can’t flip out."

Professor Li’s gaze sharpened, "Flaws? What a joke, could I have flaws?"

Everyone: "..."

I’ve never seen such thick skin.

Standing among them, Tang Shu’s mouth twitched slightly, and a few black lines appeared on her forehead. So, do you want to hear the good, or the bad?

While everyone was exchanging views, Master Bai looked at the scene before him with satisfaction, appearing quite content.

I haven’t seen such a scene in a long time.

"Chenxi, unfold Grandpa Li’s painting, let’s all appreciate it together."

"Alright!"

Bai Chenxi, acting as a temporary worker, opened his eyes wide and hurriedly brought a painting to the crowd. As soon as Professor Li’s painting was laid out before everyone, they immediately crowded around, eager to see it.

"I wonder how Elder Li interpreted the ’Gallop Horse Painting’ theme, whether his concept is similar to ours?"

"It’s possible, given Old Li’s temperament, he’s probably going to focus on the creative background."

"Indeed, his previous paintings are full of attack power, even the Cold Plum Drawing carries a bit of dominance. I guess this time it might have worked to his advantage."

"I think so too... huh?"

The next instant, everyone was completely captivated by the painting on the table.

It was a landscape painting, named "Charming Landscape." Just from the name, one could guess the intended message. Anyone who had seen the creation background of the Gallop Horse Painting would know that Elder Li’s painting focused on the words "landscape", which was quite in line with the theme.

"What a Charming Landscape! Great painting!"

Master Xue’s eyes met the painting for four to five seconds, and he burst into a hearty laugh, his words filled with boldness. The others seemed to fall into the artistic conception brought by the mountain and river painting, exclaiming in wonder, and even in Master Bai’s eyes, there was a hint of surprise.

"Old Li, your beautiful landscape’s bold strokes are quite evident, focusing on artistic conception, your brushwork is rich indeed, tsk tsk—"

I had thought that this old friend, who hadn’t painted for quite some time, would surely be a bit rusty, but his skills were still as sharp as ever, the mountains and rivers under his brush seemed to come to life!

"Yes, the majestic landscape, beautiful scenery, the lines carry a bit of dominance, with the sun rising in the upper right corner of the painting, indeed matching the name perfectly!"

"With green mountains and pine trees at the front, the latter part showing Northern Country’s scenery, covered in white snow, with a verdant plain in the middle serving as a transition, and rivers running top to bottom throughout the scene, it seems like all four seasons are represented, truly worthy of the name Charming Landscape!"

...

As the praise and detailed analysis came one after another by the crowd, Tang Shu, too, was amazed by the painting before her.

Without a doubt, it was a masterpiece!

It was in no way inferior to the works of the master I held in highest esteem. Although the artistic conception was slightly lacking, the painting covered all the sceneries of Eastern Country from south to north in one image, the brushwork exuded arrogance, which was quite innovative.

"Indeed... no matter the era, there are always great masters."

Afterward, as the works of the various judges were unveiled one by one, Tang Shu also witnessed the completely different painting styles of each individual. Since the painting themes were predefined, everyone had centered their works around a few topics: some focused on landscapes, others on war, and yet others on the toiling workers and farmers...

Nine paintings, yet they presented nine completely different styles, a true bloom of a hundred flowers.

Of course, the works varied in quality, and in Tang Shu’s view, Professor Li’s and Dean Wang’s paintings were in the lead.

As they looked through one painting after another, time reached 1:30 PM, and the staff had already packed dozens of boxed lunches from who knows where, a mix of meat and vegetarian dishes, full of nutrition, their aroma permeating the entire meeting room.

"Gurgle gurgle—"

A series of noises arose, and everyone looked at Bai Chenxi, who uttered a sheepish laugh, his face turning red.

"Sorry, my... stomach seems to have a mind of its own, haha!" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

At fourteen or fifteen, it’s the age when the body is growing, and it’s easy to feel hungry, and his appetite is probably at its biggest.

The judges, who had been immersed in the different styles of painting, were taken aback and then realized that it was lunchtime and no one had eaten yet, which erupted in a collective laughter.

"How could so much time pass without notice? Look at us, forgetting such an important thing."

"Isn’t it because your paintings are too mesmerizing? I was so engrossed that I lost track of time, but yeah, it’s definitely time for lunch."

"Yeah, we can’t let our future talents of the calligraphy and painting world go hungry!"

"Isn’t there one more painting to go? Let’s fill our stomachs now, we still need to score a few contestants this afternoon."