Chapter 1057

When the picture was put in front of the crowd, everyone took a breath.

At first glance, the painting was not as colorful as the butterfly painting painted by Xia Zhushan. It was a very calm lake.

Because I borrowed Zhou Ziheng's paint and painted with color.

I didn't know that the ordinary scene in the painting was so surprised by the people. However, what really frightened the people present is not the scene in the painting, nor is there anything unexpected in the painting, but——

"Can this be regarded as a painting?" Zhou Ziheng directly gave the sharpest comments. "This, this is a photo!"

Everyone suddenly surprised God at the instant when Zhou Ziheng's words fell.

If this is not a canvas, if the four sides of the canvas are not white, just look at the central part of the painting, everyone will regard it as a photo!

Because the picture in picture scene almost overlaps with the scene they see from the pavilion in a ratio of one to one!

Si Tong didn't speak.

Xia Yiwei wisely stepped forward and pointed his finger in the painting, stained with a little paint that had not dried up, "you see, it hasn't dried up."

"So this must be just drawn, not a photo." Ge Mingjin and Xia Yi looked at each other and made a sound rationally.

Although everyone expected such a result, when the words were so pointed out, everyone present couldn't help taking a breath.

"Did you draw it?" Zhou Ziheng looked like Si Tong's eyes, with too much shock and panic.

"What! It's impossible!" Xia Zhushan had put forward this point to embarrass Si Tong, but she didn't expect that the end was just the opposite, and her whole face twitched.

It's impossible! How could she draw such a picture!

"Nothing is impossible." Zhou Ziheng's expression was very excited. When he held the painting in his hand and looked at Si Tong again, his eyes had completely changed from his eyes to respect, "this is what you drew! You are really a genius!"

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" two art teachers were present at this time.

Si Tong remembers that the art teacher on the left with a black beard on his chin is from class g. as for the other art teacher who looks elated and feels windy when he comes here, he is undoubtedly from class A.

Not only do the students have a sense of honor, but the students in class a feel that they are better than Class G everywhere, even the art teacher.

The posture of the art teacher of class A is obviously more arrogant than that of the art teacher of class G.

Raising his eyes, Si Tong saw that the two art teachers had come to the public.

The art teacher in class a also took a look at the picture Zhou Ziheng held in his hand.

"God! Who painted this!" the art teacher of class G shouted in surprise. "The color matches... And the art that is completely integrated with the scenery! My God! Who painted this, and can draw such a masterpiece!"

The art teacher of class a slid his eyes on the bridge of his nose, which was obviously an expression of surprise.

But he still gave a steady "cough" and said, "which student of our class a drew it? It's good. This work can participate in the provincial art competition!"

Not only the painting is good, it is a masterpiece, but the art teacher of class a thinks he can't hold the students in his class to heaven.

We should keep a low profile, but we still secretly sigh that the students in class A are powerful!

"It's excellent." the art teacher of class G exclaimed, "it's really excellent! It's really worthy of class A. There are such talents!"

The teachers are impressed, but all good results are obtained from Xueba. Similarly, here, all good paintings are also considered to be drawn by the students of class A.

This is no longer surprising.

Until——

Si Tong's indifferent corner of the eye moved slightly.

Zhou Ziheng's voice rang out: "teacher, this is drawn by Si Tong of class G, not by the students of class A."