The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 740 - 739. Bring the voting machine!

Song Qingyuan was immediately choked with old blood, while Yang Fen next to him burst into laughter.

"Oh my, what should I do? Why am I so happy even though I came in fourth?"

Everyone: "..."

On the stage, the emcee Liao Yicheng raised the microphone in his hand.

"Everyone must be wondering why the judges were also busy after the topic was announced this morning. That’s because all the professors are also participating in this Chinese painting exchange. Are you looking forward to their works?"

At these words, everyone on and off the stage was stunned.

"What? The judges are also participating in the competition?!"

"No wonder everyone was so busy with their heads down this morning. It turns out it’s because the professors also had time limits!"

"Isn’t it, the judges already knew the competition topics in advance, right? Why would they need to paint on the spot just like the students?"

This was something that everyone couldn’t understand.

In the competition, the students were required to complete their paintings within three hours. Since the judges were also painting, and using the same theme, why did they use the same amount of time as the students?

This made no sense and was unnecessary, given that the judges’ skills were already much higher.

"Perhaps you are not aware, but the topic of this competition was conceived by President Bai and kept confidential until before the competition. So, this is the first time for all the judging professors to encounter this topic as well."

"Ah? The topic was actually created by President Bai himself?!"

"My gosh! So that’s it, no wonder the judges looked so surprised this morning. Now that you say it, I understand."

"This is different from the rules of previous years’ competitions, right? They’ve changed a lot this year!"

"So, does that mean the judges are also competing? Although the students’ skills are not as good, and their works can’t be compared, among the judging professors it’s possible!"

"You’ve got me excited. I can’t believe we’ll be able to see so many masters’ works on the spot!"

"emmmm~~~ I’m so thrilled, I bought a train ticket and I get to see the works of ten great masters? And live, no less, I’ve really hit the jackpot with this one!"

"A killing profit! Those who didn’t come, if they knew about this, wouldn’t they be so angry they’d vomit blood??"

"Others: Miss-billion!"

"Missing the whole world, hahaha!"

The audience was boiling with excitement, their faces flushed with fervor and palms sweating, clamoring for the show to start immediately.

On stage, Liao Yicheng smiled knowingly, "I can see that everyone is very excited! To tell you the truth, I’m excited too. So let’s all enjoy the works of the judging professors together!"

As this voice fell, the large screen on the stage switched scenes. The competitors’ works were replaced one by one, and instead, the judges’ paintings were displayed.

And interestingly, the signatures on all ten paintings were covered with mosaics to be replaced by numbers from 1 to 10.

Of course, at this moment, no one paid attention to this detail; they were all captivated by the scenery in the paintings.

"This ’Charming Landscape’ is beautifully done! A master’s painting is truly different. My goodness, it gets my blood boiling!"

"That ’Workers and Farmers Painting’ is also very impressive, isn’t it? It fits the theme so well; I like this one!"

"I’m different, I feel that No. 5, the battlefield slaughter, has a unique touch compared to the others, and the characters are very distinctive—"

"Damn! Why is there a ’Gallop Horse Painting’ mixed in here? But this painting looks a bit different, doesn’t it?"

"What do you mean, ’a bit different’? It’s totally different, and I love it!"

"Such a domineering Gallop, this must be the Horse King, right?!"

"Damn Horse King... But I like it, hahaha!"

...

In a corner of the stage, Master Bai glanced at Elder Li and Master Xue, who were closest to him.

"You’ve really decided?"

"Yes, we want to see who is considered superior and who inferior in everyone’s eyes."

Master Xue replied with a smile, his tone quite even, but Elder Li next to him wasn’t showing such a good face.

"Hmph, you old codger are too cunning, already tricked us into picking up our brushes. Is there any point in asking now?"

Although he retorted, Professor Li’s face also bore an eager look.

He too wanted to know how popular his painting was in the eyes of the audience.

Curious!

Master Xue and Dean Wang exchanged glances, both bowing their heads as they chuckled lightly.

In fact, they had some inkling of Master Bai’s intention while painting in the morning, and after admiring everyone’s paintings at noon, Master Bai had indeed inquired about everyone’s opinions.

And, as expected, everyone had agreed to the president’s proposal.

No other reason, the list of Chinese paintings really hadn’t been updated for a while, and they were bored of the same old rankings anyway.

Since this was an excellent opportunity, why not have a look? They also wanted to know whether they had improved or if others had surpassed them!

After receiving the final confirmation from Master Bai, he nodded towards Liao Yicheng in the center. The latter understood and picked up the microphone again.

"Ladies and gentlemen with voting devices, while enjoying the artworks, you can select the six paintings that you like the most as criteria for your vote."

"Whoa——"

Everyone got excited.

"Owowowow——what kind of scene is this?!"

"Holy shit holy shit holy shit, we can vote for the judges???"

"Oh my gosh, my little heart is already trembling, what kind of divine opportunity is this ahhhhhh——"

"It’s over, I can’t even lift the voting device, I’m shaking like a leaf!"

"Damn, I knew it was suspicious when they mosaic’ed the signatures in the lower-left corner of the ten artworks just now, so they were waiting here for this?!"

"Holy crap, it’s true! They even have numbers assigned!!!"

The audience was belatedly aware, and only then did they notice the familiar numbers from 1 to 10.

The audience below was close to madness, and the eight contestants on stage were no less excited, not even the normally composed Xue Mingxi could help but widen his eyes.

While everyone was immersed in the good news, Song Qingyuan stood up with a whoosh and scurried toward the host.

Yes, really scurried, with a flattering look on his face!

"Host Liao, see, we eight are also registered members of the association, could we each get a voting device, too?"

He wanted to vote too!

In such an important event, how could they be omitted?

They must be included!

They couldn’t miss out!

Yang Xiaofen, who had just shown a look of disdain for him, didn’t have time to retract that expression and immediately switched to a flattering smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, we want voting devices too!"

"Exactly, we’re also official registered members of the association, we have the right to vote!"

"Give us the voting devices, give us the voting devices!"

Suddenly, all hell broke loose. freēwēbηovel.c૦m