The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 743 - 742. This woman is not ordinary.

Despite the commotion over the unexpected ranking of giving and receiving, the appearance of Master Xue’s "Worker, Peasant, Soldier" also excited many in the audience.

The atmosphere was instantly electrified!

"Is this actually a rather realistic traditional Chinese painting?!"

"No wonder it ranked second, perfectly combining the traditional essence of Chinese painting with modern sketching!"

"And what’s miraculous is that there isn’t even a hint of discordance?"

"Master Xue truly lives up to his name, creating a thriving ambiance for the workers, peasants, and soldiers!"

"What does this represent?"

"Hope!"

Yes, it was hope.

This was the theme Master Xue came up with on his own after seeing Master Xu’s "Gallop Horse Painting," and it was also the only piece at the scene that reflected the theme of "hope".

"How many votes did this painting get? Oh my~~~~ It actually reached 398 votes, such a high approval rate!"

"With 500 audience members plus 8 participants, out of 508 potential votes, nearly 400 people showed support?"

"This is quite the ’holy cow’—"

The voting rate for the top three paintings instantly widened the gap with the fourth place, also indicating the audience’s level of affection for the top three works.

After announcing the third-place painting, following tradition, two judges were invited to comment and explain the unique aspects of the work to the audience.

Many in the audience had an epiphany after hearing the analysis, reevaluating why they had not noticed certain details.

"The masters are truly masters, their standards..."

"Are not to be underestimated!"

"Indeed, they have never let us down."

—These were the genuine thoughts of the five hundred spectators with voting devices.

"This must be worth two million now, right?"

"Probably more, based on the number of votes, it should be around two and a half!"

"Whimpering, that’s a lot of money..."

—This was the murmuring of the unreliable friends and family group.

On the stage, Bai Chenxi quietly moved behind Elder Bai, eagerly refreshing his teacup.

"Grandpa, who do you think will win first place this time?"

He was purely curious.

Elder Bai said, "Didn’t you say that your Sister Tang’s painting was the grand finale piece? What, losing confidence now?"

"Hehe, I have confidence in Sister Tang, but Grandpa Li’s work is also quite popular. When I went down during the voting, I saw many people voting for Grandpa Li."

Bai Chenxi had confidence in Tang Shu, true, but "Gallop Horse Painting" had already clashed with the theme, which was actually not advantageous during the voting segment. He had just heard many people saying that No. 10’s "Gallop Horse Painting" was too arrogant, challenging the utmost deity of the industry and so on, seemingly unconvinced.

This, in the entertainment industry’s terms, was very likely to attract criticism.

Having heard this, Elder Bai paused, clearly having considered this aspect, and after a moment of contemplation, said:

"Hard to say, the remaining two paintings each have their strengths, and your Grandpa Li has improved a great deal compared to last time; the shock he gave me this time was quite significant."

"So that means... you still favor Grandpa Li?"

"Hm? No no no, I still bet on your Sister Tang coming out on top."

"...Huh?!"

Grandpa, your words are inconsistent, don’t you realize that? Saying such things as the head of the Calligraphy and Painting Association could get you clobbered once you step outside!

"Grandpa, can’t you just give me a straight answer?"

Speaking in riddles like this is so annoying, I’m still young, I can’t understand it."

Elder Bai would give him a meaningful look, "Kid, you’re still green."

Bai Chenxi: "...."

He felt like slapping himself in the face.

That’s what you get for asking too many questions!

***

As the third-place work was announced and explained, the discussion under the stage fell back into the original topic.

"I bet Uncle She’s piece is second place, really can’t go any higher, ying~~~"

"My worldview is shattered!"

"Having guessed wrong eight times in a row, I’m suddenly a bit unsure."

"Sorry, I don’t want to participate in this topic—"

"I’m numbed."

Although they were saying they didn’t want to, their eyes... a pair of eyes were fixated on Liao Yicheng on stage, filled with anticipation.

Hurry up, speak, please speak!!!

Living up to expectations, the handsome host began to speak, but there was a tremor in his voice that even he had not noticed before.

"Then let’s announce the second-place winner of this selection, ’Charming Landscape’!"

Whether it was intentional or unintentional due to being too nervous, Liao Yicheng had omitted the creator’s name.

The audience exploded!

"Ahhhh—’Charming Landscape’ actually won!!!"

"That’s right, that’s right, I knew that painting had to be Uncle She’s, she’s in second place!"

"Professor Li is the biggest winner of this competition!"

As for why everyone was sure the author of ’Charming Landscape’ was Uncle She?

"Of course, it’s hers! Uncle She had already painted a landscape painting in the live stream before, she’s best at it!"

"And I’ve studied Elder Li’s works, his style has always been domineering and proud, and that ’Gallop Horse Painting’ whose ranking hasn’t been announced must be Elder Li’s work!"

"Although both paintings exude dominance, it’s clear that the gallop horse is more dominant!"

"True to Elder Li, always so proud, who cares what the topic is? If he says gallop horse, he paints a gallop horse!"

"Tsk tsk, that familiar flavor, it’s definitely Elder Li—"

Liao Yicheng on stage, having caught on: "..."

Don’t do this to me, I’m about to be unable to leave the stage with dignity.

"Ahem, let us congratulate Professor Li for securing the second place!"

As soon as these words were out, the audience that had been excitedly buzzing below suddenly fell silent.

"..."

"???"

"!!"

"Damn!"

"...I knew it, guessed wrong again!"

"This woman is extraordinary—"

At that moment, a veteran fan uncle in the crowd sighed.

"I told you guys earlier, not everyone can guess Uncle She right, but you didn’t believe me, now you’ve been slapped in the face, right?"

As a dedicated old fan who had been star chasing for over a year, everything he said had a scientific basis, Uncle She never made people worry!

A few people mechanically glanced at him, silently took out their phones, opened Weibo, found "Uncle She VIP" very carefully, and followed it solemnly.

It’s a good thing, it’s not too late yet.

***

Even though he was mentally prepared, Bai Chenxi still couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment.

He turned his head to look at his grandfather’s facial expression and found the old man as calm as if nothing had happened.

"Grandpa, did you already anticipate this result?" freёweɓnovel.com

So, what exactly did he mean by the words he said to him earlier?

"As expected."

Master Bai nodded his head, a flash of wisdom gleaming in his eyes.

Bai Chenxi was confused, still not catching on to his thoughts, "But just now, you said that you thought highly of Grandpa Li’s work..."