Chapter 210: Chapter 197: The Phoenix is Not as Good as the Shrimp_2
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“What’s the bi?”
Lin Yuan seemed interested all of a sudden.
Luo Wei was inwardly thrilled, though she managed to maintain a straight face. “Oil painting, sketching, gouache, traditional Chinese painting, let’s draw lots to pick a style. We compete in whichever one we draw…”
“And the stake?”
“Let’s set the rules. If you lose, you will be the president of the art society. You’re a junior now, with two years left until you graduate, so you’ll be president for two years. If I lose, I will be your comic assistant for two years, free of charge!” Luo Wei said, grinning.
“Deal!”
Lin Yuan didn’t hesitate.
Luo Wei’s traditional Chinese painting was of a professional level.
Looking at the cartoon character in front of her, he guessed that her gouache wasn’t inferior either. Their abilities were evenly matched, so Lin Yuan had a fifty-fifty chance of winning.
Even if he lost, he wouldn’t lose anything. At worst, he would be the president of the society.
If he won, he would have a free comic assistant!
Luo Wei snapped her fingers and said, “Fine, Zhong Yu, make a few slips of paper for us to draw.”
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“Okay!”
Zhong Yu was excited.
Members of the Art Society were shouting excitedly. Luo Wei, as their president, was indisputably number one in the Art Department of Qin Art, holding top place for sketching, gouache, traditional Chinese painting, etc. throughout the year!
Lin Yuan, meanwhile, was a mysterious GOAT…
Everyone knew that Lin Yuan’s sketching and gouache skills were extremely strong.
It was hard to say who would win if they competed in these two styles!
Regardless, everyone would be happy whether he won or lost…
In fact, many wanted to see Luo Wei lose, since her undefeated status in the Art Department of Qin Art had become legendary!
And Lin Yuan?
If he lost and became the president of the art society, everyone would still be pleased since this would mean Lin Yuan would have more time to teach them!
It was a win-win situation!
Some even began analysing his chances enthusiastically.
“If he draws sketching, I think Lin Yuan has a higher chance of winning.”
“With gouache, it’s probably fifty-fifty?”
“If traditional Chinese painting is picked, I suspect Lin Yuan would have no hope. Although I don’t know what his traditional Chinese painting level is like, everyone in the Art Department knows Luo Wei’s skill is stronger than the professors’!”
“Oil painting would probably be fifty-fifty as well?”
“Yeah, oil painting is similar to gouache in nature. If Lin Yuan’s good at gouache, there’s no reason his oil painting would be inferior. And there’s no need to talk about Luo Wei, as she has won a lot of awards for her oil paints.”
If II
While this was being discussed, somebody couldn’t resist stirring the pot, and sent a message in the group: “Luo Wei is going to have a paint-off with Lin Yuan, the GOAT!”
“What?”
“Luo Wei and the GOAT are competing?”
“I’m coming!”
“Didn’t you go out with your girlfriend…”
“Even if an asteroid was hitting the Blue Star, this is way more thrilling than hanging out with my girlfriend!”
“Be there in a sec!”
“This is a big showdown!”
Zhong Yu had just finished preparing the slips of paper, and before long, more people flocked into the art society, obviously students from the Art Department who had heard the news.
“Who will draw?”
Zhong Yu looked at Lin Yuan and Luo Wei.
Luo Wei shrugged her shoulders: “Doesn’t matter.”
Lin Yuan added: “You go ahead and draw.”
Zhong Yu let out a smirk, “Then I’ll do it, I’ll hopefully draw sketching for the GOAT!”
He then pulled out a slip of paper.
“What is it?”
Everyone stared at Zhong Yu.
Zhong Yu even attempted to build suspense, taking a sip of water and showing no hurry to reveal the result.
Luo Wei asked Lin Yuan, “Do we need a judge?”
Lin Yuan shook his head, “There are enough judges already.”
Indeed, everyone in the art society could be a judge.
Luo Wei nodded, understanding, “If there is controversy, we can get a professor or a teacher to testify, but I don’t think it will be necessary.”
Lin Yuan agreed.
Both he and Luo Wei had professional-level abilities. Generally speaking, by looking at the other party’s painting, they would know who won and who lost.
“The secret’s about to be revealed.”
Zhong Yu played up the suspense, waiting until everyone had grown impatient before he leisurely opened up the paper. As soon as he saw what was written on it, Zhong Yu’s face changed, and he said regretfully:
“GOAT… I’m sorry.”
The crowd clamoured, “What is it?”
Zhong Yu unfolded the slip, and it read:
Traditional Chinese painting!
Everyone paused, then immediately buzzed with excitement:
“What the actual?”
“Traditional Chinese painting?”
“This is Luo Wei’s home turf!”
“This is what Luo Wei excels at!”
“Can the GOAT even do this?”
“Didn’t the GOAT say he could do traditional Chinese painting too?”
“Of course, I believe that the GOAT knows traditional Chinese painting, but the question is, do you have any idea of Luo Wei’s level in traditional Chinese painting?”
Luo Wei chuckled and said to Lin Yuan, “Would you like to switch to oil painting? You have no odds in traditional Chinese painting.”
Lin Yuan thought for a moment and responded, “I’m afraid it’s me who might be taking advantage.”
Luo Wei was perplexed, “How so?”
Lin Yuan was honest, “You can’t beat me in traditional Chinese painting.”n
However, for Luo Wei, this sounded like a provocation, stirring up slight dissatisfaction, “You think you can defeat me in traditional Chinese painting? This is not sketching and not gouache.”
Lin Yuan nodded.
Since the other party had given him a way out, he should reciprocate the favour. “At least for today, you can’t beat me.”n
Lin Yuan was speaking the truth.
However, Luo Wei found this somewhat irksome, since traditional Chinese painting was her forte and her pride: “Well, you might regret this. The works on the exhibition wall do not fully reflect my ability.”
Lin Yuan nodded in acknowledgment.
Seeing Lin Yuan’s calm demeanor, Luo Wei’s had a stir in her heart, thinking perhaps this opponent was worth going all out against.
‘GOAT, you…’