Chapter 734 The Princess’s Killing Strike
When he heard this, before anyone could panic, Cui Jian, who had a regretful expression, immediately panicked. “Miss Grey, what do you mean?”
“Copying is about being almost the same, and I have some painting habits that will make my painting unique. I don’t think Xia Wanyuan can copy my little habits. Since she didn’t do it, why should she be considered successful?”
These words were a little forced, but everyone present was not stupid. No one stood up to retort and cause trouble for themselves.
“That’s right!!” Cui Jian pretended to be enlightened. “I think Madam Grey is right. Xia Wanyuan’s painting is at most the same color outline. How can that be considered successful?”
[F*ck, shameless! ] [ Where did this old bald monk come from?? I’m so angry. Who bullies people like this? ] The domestic fans in the comments were originally preparing to celebrate Xia Wanyuan’s victory, but after such a scene, everyone was stunned. A group of artists could actually be so brazen and shameless. They had really learned something.
The painters who were familiar with Grey and Cui Jian echoed. The staff of the art hall were Westerners to begin with, so they naturally would not lean towards Xia Wanyuan, who was from China. “In that case, the competition will be a draw…”
“Wait.” Xia Wanyuan watched these sanctimonious people finish their performance coldly before slowly saying.
“Miss Xia, do you have any questions?” The host felt a little guilty. In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he felt that Xia Wanyuan’s painting was really no different from Grey’s.
“Take the camera and zoom in. If you find out what’s different, I’ll admit defeat today,” Xia Wanyuan glanced around and said.
“Pfft, Xia Wanyuan, stop struggling. It’s already so late. Everyone has already wasted more than two hours here. What right do you have to make us play with you here?” Cui Jian felt that something was wrong and subconsciously didn’t want the camera to verify it.
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“Come here.” Xia Wanyuan didn’t even look at him and called for the photographer.
For some reason, the photographer felt that Xia Wanyuan’s gaze made one want to submit. He subconsciously moved the camera over.
Xia Wanyuan walked to the side and pressed the screen connection.
Two high-definition paintings immediately appeared on the screen in the hall.
Xia Wanyuan magnified it a few times and drew several different angles. Everyone present was silent.
Even with their professional eyes, they could not tell who had drawn the two paintings.
In these two paintings, even the traces left by the tilt of the brush were identical.
[ Come, come, come. Those who just said that our Xia Wanyuan didn’t draw well. Come out and take a few steps. ]
[ Xia Wanyuan is really too amazing!! Mommy, I love her so much! ]
In the comments, people from the other countries stopped talking, leaving only the domestic netizens’ revelry.
“Go ahead.” Xia Wanyuan smiled and looked at Grey. “Have you found the difference?”
“You…” Grey looked at Xia Wanyuan in disbelief. She had never expected Xia Wanyuan’s painting skills to really reach this level. Even she could not tell which one was hers.
“Hmph.” Feeling the strange gazes from all directions, Grey could not stand it anymore. She had actually lost to a little girl, and in front of so many people. This was the most embarrassing thing she had ever done in her decades of life. Grey looked at Xia Wanyuan angrily and was about to turn and leave.
“Wait, remember what you said? You said that you could draw eight hundred Chinese paintings with your eyes closed. Now tell me, can you?”
Xia Wanyuan had very serious feelings for the country. After all, in her previous life, she was the ruler of the country. She could not stand others insulting the country.
“You’re ruthless. Wait and see.” Grey glanced fiercely at Xia Wanyuan and did not answer her question. She flicked her sleeves and left with a livid expression.
Everyone present understood that after this competition, Grey’s status in the art world would probably plummet. Now, the way they looked at Xia Wanyuan was somewhat strange. This young lady was really quite ruthless.
The hall was silent. Xia Wanyuan turned around and said “Thank you” to the photographer, then prepared to leave the hall.
“I really didn’t expect Miss Xia to have some skills. Your copying skills are not bad.” Cui Jian secretly thought that this Grey’s reputation was fake and useless. She could not even resolve Xia Wanyuan.
“Move, I’m going back.” It was already past time to eat, and Xia Wanyuan’s biological clock had already begun to remind her. Xia Wanyuan rushed back to eat.
“Go back? Go back where?” Cui Jian smiled. “Miss Xia, where do you live? We’re considered peers. Let me send you, Miss Xia.”