Chapter 734

Hearing this, others were not worried. Cui Jian, who had a look of regret, was worried immediately. "How can miss grey say this?"

"Copying is almost the same, and I have some painting habits, which will make my painting into a unique personal style. I don't think Xia Wanyuan can copy my little habits. Since she hasn't done it, why is she successful?"

This is a bit farfetched, but the people present are not stupid, no one will come forward to refute and make trouble for themselves.

"That's right!" Cui Jian suddenly realized, "I think what Ms. grey said is very good. Xia Wanyuan's painting, at most, has the same color outline. Can it be called a successful copy?"

[lying trough, smelly and shameless!]

Where did the old bald ass come from?? I'm so angry. Do you bully people like this

The domestic fans in the barrage were all ready to celebrate Xia Wanyuan's victory. As a result, everyone was stunned. A group of artists could be so brazen and shameless. It's really a long experience.

Artists who are familiar with grey and Cui Jian also agree with each other. The staff of the art museum are Westerners, so they will not favor Xia Wanyuan from China,

"In that case, the match is even"

"Wait a minute," Xia Wanyuan coldly watched these dignified people finish their performance, and then slowly opened his mouth,

"Miss Xia, do you have any questions?" The host was a little empty in his heart. In fact, he felt from the bottom of his heart that there was no difference between Xia Wanyuan's painting and grey's.

"Camera closer, zoom in, find a little difference, I give up today." Xia Wanyuan glanced around and opened his mouth,

"Poof, Xia Wanyuan, don't make the last struggle. What time is it? We have wasted more than two hours here. Why do you want us to play with you here?" Cui Jian felt that something was wrong and subconsciously didn't want the camera to verify it,

"Come here," Xia Wanyuan called the photographer instead of giving him a look,

The photographer didn't know how. He felt that Xia Wanyuan's eyes made people want to surrender. Subconsciously, he moved the camera,

Xia Wanyuan goes to one side and presses the screen connection,

On the screen in the hall, two high-definition pictures appeared immediately,

Xia Wanyuan magnified several times and drew a few different angles. At this time, everyone was silent,

Even if they look at it from a professional perspective, they can't tell who painted the two paintings.

The two paintings are as like as two peas.

Come on, the one who just said that Xia Wanyuan's painting was not good came out and took two steps

[Xia Wanyuan is really great!! Mom, I love her so much

In the barrage, people in other countries no longer speak, leaving only the carnival of domestic netizens,

"Look for it," Xia Wanyuan said with a smile, looking at grey, "have you found any difference?"

"You" grey looks at Xia Wanyuan strangely. She can't imagine that Xia Wanyuan's painting level can really reach this level. Even she can't tell which one is her own,

"Hum," feeling the strange eyes coming from all directions, Grey's face couldn't hang. She was defeated by a little girl, and still in front of so many people. This is the most humiliating time she has lived for decades. Grey looked at Xia Wanyuan angrily, and then turned to leave.

"Wait, remember what you said? You said you could draw 800 Chinese paintings with your eyes closed. Now tell me, can you

Xia Wanyuan has a very heavy plot for the country. After all, she was the head of a country in her previous life, and she could not bear to be insulted by others,

"You're cruel. We'll see," said grey. She took a hard look at Xia Wanyuan. She didn't answer her question. She walked away with a blue face,

All the people present knew that after this competition, Grey's position in the art world would fall sharply. Now, Xia Wanyuan's eyes are strange. This little girl is really cruel.

It was quiet in the hall. Xia Wanyuan turned back and said "hard work" to the photographer. Then he was ready to leave the hall,

"I didn't expect that Miss Xia really had two brushes, and her copying level was good," Cui Jian said secretly in his heart. The false name of grey was useless, and even Xia Wanyuan couldn't solve it.

"Get out of the way, I'm going back." After dinner time, Xia Wanyuan's biological clock has begun to remind her that she is in a hurry to go back to dinner,

"Go back? Where are you going? " Cui Jian smiles, "where does Miss Xia live? We are going together. Let me send Miss Xia off. "