The actor's little flirt is an all-around boss

The title of the third round of art painting is semi-propositional painting.

The task is very short: draw everything you feel on the field.

When Lianyi saw the title, she frowned.

Among the five human senses, shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch correspond to human vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.

Among them, vision is the most acute.

If it is just painting what the eyes see, it seems a little too superficial, and the field of vision is too narrow and limited; if it is too wide, it lacks details.

As for the other four senses, it is even more difficult if they are abstractly drawn on paper.

Lianyi sat on the spot and struggled for a long time. After thinking it through thoroughly, she began to write.

His gaze inadvertently fell on Jiang Nan's drawing paper next to him.

Different from her entanglement, Jiang Nan's writing speed is very fast, switching inspections, without changing colors, and without the slightest pause.

Ripple twitched her lips sarcastically.

She had never seen anyone draw art like this.

There is no fixed point, and the sketching speed is so fast, it is too easy to make mistakes.

On the drawing paper, if the painting is wrong, the ink is difficult to erase, and can only leave traces of incongruity.

A novice is a novice.

Lianyi turned her head in disgust, but still carefully wrote on the paper.

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The time for art painting is three hours, after three hours you need to stop writing.

Jiang Nan supported his face with one hand, and with the other hand, he casually took a brush and wrote lightly or heavily on the drawing paper.

The movement looks lazy, but the writing speed is very fast.

Simply neat.

Only an hour passed.

Jiang Nan put down the pen and casually arranged the drawing paper.

Then he fell asleep on the table smoothly.

The ripples next to him, when they were coloring in the middle, happened to catch a glimpse of Jiang Nan's sleeping movements.

At this moment, she felt an absurd feeling in her heart.

go to bed?

It takes three hours to complete an art painting, and the time is already very tight.

And Jiang Nan actually fell asleep in the middle?

ridiculous.

She was a little wary of Jiang Nan before.

It seems that even if Jiang Nan came in to participate in the third round of "Global Idol" art painting, it would be of no use.

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As for the backstage director and scene manager of "Global Idol", the scene was a little funny.

The director who has always regarded Jiang Nan as the trump card of the show's ratings, at this time, has no idea what expression to put on.

"What's the matter with Jiang Nan of Huaxia? Is he asleep?"

He couldn't believe it.

The person in charge of field affairs had seen Jiang Nan's true identity, so he felt much calmer, but he was also a little puzzled.

Boldly guessed: "Could it be that she is tired of painting, rest for a while, and continue painting after a while?"

The director nodded.

It's another possibility.

Waited another hour and a half.

It also looks like there is only half an hour until the end of the game, and many people are starting the final optimization and coloring work.

Jiang Nan was still lying on the table, nothing happened.

The person in charge of the scene couldn't help being anxious, and whispered: "Director, do you want to remind me?"

The director looked at the time, did not refute, picked up the loudspeaker, thought for a while, and raised his voice a little bit higher.

Guaranteed to wake up a sleeping person.

"There is still half an hour before the end of the game, please hurry up."

After the director finished speaking, his eyes fell directly on Jiang Nan in the monitor.

His voice is so loud, as long as Jiang Nan is not deaf, he will definitely be able to hear it.

The answer is yes.

Jiang Nan did hear it.

I saw that she rested her head on her arm and moved her head, then slowly turned in one direction and continued to sleep.

director:"……"

Field manager: "..."

The corner of the director's mouth twitched, "Did you already guess that Jiang Nan would sleep, so his heart exploded in advance?"

To be honest, his heart is about to explode right now.

The person in charge of field affairs shook his head sincerely, "No."

Compared with Jiang Nan's real identity as the vice president of the Huaxia Traditional Chinese Painting Association, falling asleep in the competition is really a trivial matter, not worth mentioning.

"I'll tell you when today is over. I'll give you some time to take it easy."

The director glanced at him, "Who are you looking down on? I haven't seen any big scenes."

Ugh.

He has even met the national academicians of Huaxia.

Jiang Nan is awesome, how can there be a national academician?

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Game time is up.

A total of 24 contestants from eight countries submitted their paintings anonymously to the judges.

Although there is no signature on the drawing paper, the drawing paper is specially made.

By illuminating with a specific laser pointer, the number of the paper can be seen.

The number of this paper also corresponds to the seat number drawn by the contestant.

The threshold for artistic painting appreciation is relatively high.

The program group also specially invited ten top painters who have retired from all over the world to serve as judges.

The host said: "Next, we will invite ten of our judges to rate the 24 paintings. Please take a break for the contestants."

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The judges in the outer hall will score.

Outside the outer pavilion, contestants from all participating countries huddled together.

Voices of mourning, praise, and regret are endless.

"Three hours, I didn't have time to finish the painting. I won't be the last one this time, and I will embarrass our jurisdiction of Wuzhou?" It was Lianyi's little sister who spoke.

Lianyi raised her eyelids when she heard the words, "No, Jiang Nan slept for two hours, so I definitely can't look at that painting."

"Two hours of sleep?"

"Correct."

"Sure enough, I didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. I won the first two rounds, so I just drifted away."

The team manager who governed Wuzhou chuckled twice, then Shi Shiran looked to the side, and happened to see Lai Xinqing.

He pretended to pass by.

"You can still laugh." He "tsk tsk" twice, "Isn't Jiang Nan in your country very good? This time I slept for two hours while painting, it's really embarrassing."

After he finished speaking, he slowly walked away from Lai Xinqing.

Every footstep is surrounded by a bit of arrogant flame.

"Jiang Jiang, did you really sleep for two hours?" Lai Xinqing asked with wide-eyed eyes.

Jiang Nan bent one leg and said softly: "Well, can't you sleep after finishing the painting?"

"Did you finish the painting?" Ji Yibai was stunned.

Jiang Nan nodded, with his hands still in his pockets, his brows and eyes were full of laziness, "The painting is finished."

The girl's voice was light and calm, as if she hadn't woken up yet, she yawned lazily.

Lai Xinqing was a little worried when she thought of the arrogant look of Ju Wuzhou just now, and said with a serious face, "How is the painting?"

Jiang Nan chuckled suddenly, and there was a kind of arrogant wildness in the exquisite eyebrows and eyes that seemed to rush out.

The girl turned her eyes sideways and said concisely, "What's the hurry, just wait and see."

Jiang Nanyue said so.

Several people felt more and more itchy.

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the other side.

The judges area of ​​the outer hall.

Ten of the world's top painters gathered together, and at this time their eyes all fell on the table in unison——

On that chaotic, orderly, clumsy painting.

An old old painter raised his presbyopic glasses and pointed to a corner of the painting, "I didn't expect all of our old things to be included in the painting. This female doll is really not simple."

"That's right. The style is Chinese ink painting. Ink painting is black and white. It is difficult to draw characters. None of us may be able to draw them."

The judges standing next to the old painter couldn't hide their admiration, but they hesitated to speak, "Do you know? The person who drew this painting is Jiang Nan."

Scores and rankings have been submitted to the program group.

He also asked the owner of the drawing paper by the way.

I didn't expect the result to be so unexpected.

He thought it was the ripples from Juwuzhou, but he didn't expect someone else.

The artist added, "It's the girl doll who fell asleep on the playing field in just one hour."

"what?!"

The group of people around the judging area widened their eyes in surprise.

"She finished such a complicated painting in an hour?" The old painter narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers trembling excitedly, "She...how did she paint?"

A person in the judges' seat answered seriously: "Just use your right hand to draw."

other people:"……"

The old painter supported his forehead, and his curiosity about Jiang Nan reached its peak.

"In the end, it's all settled. We'll announce it later. Let's go ask for advice."

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Soon, it will be time to announce the results.

Most of them knew Lianyi's identity, and out of compliments, they directly pushed her to the first row in the middle.

Lianyi smiled slightly, but she was not polite.

The whole person was radiant, and after ten seconds of searching in the crowd, he found Jiang Nan who was standing on the edge, and pulled his lips contemptuously.

Art and painting is her home field, and others are not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

Others looked at Lianyi with either surprise or envy.

At this time, the host came to the stage with the result of the game.

The host who learned the score of the game was still a little wandering, and then saw Jiang Nan who was standing beside him and smiling politely at him.

host:"……"

Oh shit.

The knees are weak again.

The boss smiled, inexplicably feeling that something was wrong.

After all, this is the real dad.

After a while, the host adjusted the expression on his face, and his voice was very clear, "Now we are announcing the individual and total results of the participating teams from eight countries in this round of art painting."

The host will make announcements in order of scores from high to low.

In the end, only Juwuzhou and Huaxia remained unannounced.

The smile on Lianyi's face was almost perfect, and the corners of her lips were hooked.

She didn't expect that the other two Huaxia's painting skills were not bad, and they were able to pull the score to the second place when Jiang Nan was seriously hindered.

However, even if Huaxia got the second place in the overall score of art painting, their jurisdiction of Wuzhou can still overwhelm it.

The host paused for a few seconds, then raised his eyelids, and said word by word: "The country that won the No.1 art painting is Huaxia. Let us applaud and congratulate Huaxia."

Huaxia?

Lianyi's brain suddenly buzzed, and a string snapped instantly.

His fingertips were trembling.

How can it be?

Host: "Next, we will announce the individual scores of the three Huaxia contestants. Lou Shuyun scored 30 points, Ji Yibai scored 40 points, and Jiang Nan scored 100 points."

At the same time, the personal results of the contestants in Juwuzhou were also announced.

Ripple is only 70 points.

The expression on Lianyi's face was completely cracked, and he said dryly: "Host, is Jiang Nan's score really okay? How could someone get a perfect score."

The host heard the words and blurted out: "No problem, our ten judges and teachers have already checked Dad's grades, and they are indeed correct."

The audience: "...???"

dad? !

Lai Xinqing's pupils trembled, "???"

What the hell!

When did Jiang Nan have a son who was older than her.

He didn't realize what he said until the host finished speaking.

Why did he say what he was thinking...!