Duoduo and the others were puzzled. What did Hong Yuan see? It made him so excited.

And before I could draw this, I just said that I was sure to win. Could it be that he was too stressed and crazy?

Everyone immediately turned their sympathetic eyes to Hong Yuan.

Soon, a rough outline appeared on Hong Yuan's paper.

This outline is a person's shadow.

Duoduo and the others frowned: "Hong Yuan, let you draw scenery, what are you doing for painting people? And shouldn't the outline of this person be depicted in black? You actually use yellow paint, so what exactly are you drawing? Are there some yellow human-shaped plant?"

Hong Yuan ignored him and continued to concentrate on painting.

As Hong Yuan's pen was drawn on the paper in a paragraph, Duoduo and the others finally saw what he was painting.

"This, isn't this the old emperor? Hong Yuan, are you funny? What are you doing with him? That old man looks like no beauty, no difference from the old man in the mortal world. At most, he wears better clothes, and this is not a scenery at all! Even if you draw the palace maid next to him, it's better than drawing him? What's the stimulation of you?"

Evil Yuan suddenly said horrified.

Hong Yuan still buried his head in painting without saying a word.

Seeing Hong Yuan look so serious, Duoduo and the others didn't continue to disturb him.

Instead, he hid aside and discussed.

Duoduo said, "Oh, let him draw it! This has always been a long time since I know that everyone is under great pressure. Hong Yuan must be too stressed, which leads to a little confusion! It would be better to let him vent his anger, otherwise he would be suffocated and he would get sick after he turned around. That would be very troublesome! Just draw the old man, and at worst, we will give this competition to the other side!"

Ei Yuan also sighed and said, "Oh, I can't tell. This kid Hong Yuan is so fragile! But I feel like he is already sick now, and his aesthetics are all problematic!"

"Okay, just say less! Be kind to Hong Yuan after you go back, don't irritate him anymore, let him rest more!"

After a while, Hong Yuan's words were completely drawn.

Everyone looked closely and found a vivid image of an old emperor, vividly appearing on paper.

Even the old man spots on his face were painted exactly the same, Duoduo and the others couldn't help but give Hong Yuan a thumbs up to his painting ability.

The poster skills of these thousands of years have not been given in vain.

At this time, the other two groups were still burying their heads to paint. This time, they were not as fast as Hong Yuan's paintings.

But thinking about it, Hong Yuan only drew one person this time, so he drew it soon.

The other two groups are carefully depicting the scenery in the imperial garden.

After the painting was finished, Hong Yuan did not rush to submit the painting.

Instead, they asked Jiang Heng for a set of materials, and began to work together to frame the painting carefully.

After being framed, the painting became extremely gorgeous.

After the ink was dry, Hong Yuan even rolled up the painting so that others could not see it.

Everyone looked at Hong Yuan with curious eyes. What exactly is this guy painting?

It was so mysterious that it even framed the painting.

Does he think that after framed the painting, he can improve his painting level by a higher level?

This is impossible. The old prime minister is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He cannot look at you with admiration just because you are good at frames.

During the time when Hong Yuan installed the painting, the other two groups finally finished painting.

The other two groups did not choose to frame their paintings and submitted them directly.

Seeing the two paintings, the old prime minister threw away one of them casually.

And the one he threw was naturally submitted by Mr. Li and the others.

Mr. Li and the others were already pale and bloodless at this time.

What a fuck, they were not here for the competition this time, they hit the prince’s knife!

They regret it now, hating themselves for their own sakes, and pretending to be very educated.

At this time, after seeing the old prime minister seeing two paintings from others, Hong Yuan immediately handed over his paintings.

The old prime minister solemnly took Hong Yuan's painting and slowly opened it with a solemn look on his face.

After the previous two experiences, Lao Zai had no intention of despising Hong Yuan and others.

He always looked forward to any work they submitted.

Finally, the old prime minister opened Hong Yuan's painting intact.

And when he saw the contents of the painting, his mouth twitched continuously!

This is so shameless!

Other referees also surrounded them. When they saw Hong Yuan's paintings clearly, they all looked strange.

After a long silence, the old prime minister resisted his disgust and announced: "In this third competition, the prince's side will win!"

After hearing the announcement from the old prime minister, Duoduo and the others were immediately filled with incredible expressions.

This wins? Why is this?

Everyone turned their doubtful eyes to Hong Yuan, waiting for his explanation.

Hong Yuan smiled and said, "They gave the title of painting a beautiful scenery in the imperial garden. They did not say that they could not paint people! This old emperor is also in the imperial garden, and naturally belongs to a part of the scenery in the imperial garden! Although he is old and ugly, look at the civil and military officials in the court and the princes, who dares to say that he is ugly? So even if my painting skills are not as good as those of the other party, and there is no layout or charm, the old prime minister must say that I won! Otherwise, that wouldn't that mean that the image of the old emperor was compared by some dead objects? Do he still want his black hat?"

After listening to Hong Yuan's explanation, Duoduo and the others looked at him with a strange look.

You can actually see through these things, what have you experienced before?

Compared with Duoduo and others, the prince was excited and was almost celebrating each other.

That is, the old emperor is here, otherwise the prince would definitely walk up the platform, point at a circle of people below, and shout: Who else?!

Ei Yuan smiled and said, "Then we won, right? We should be teleported back, but why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

Suddenly, Duoduo and the others felt a strange energy gathering towards them.

"Here you come!" Their eyes lit up.

Chaos Altar finally responded, and their efforts were not in vain.

Just when they were excited, Duoduo's face suddenly changed.

"No! This is not a signal of victory! This is punishment! This is the rejection of this entire space, not a normal transmission!"

Duoduo and the others felt that their bodies were being squeezed wildly by a powerful force, with the purpose of squeezing them out of this world.

Hong Yuan and the others were also shocked.

"What to do? Where did we do it wrong?"

Duoduo's eyes flashed wildly, and finally she thought of something.
Chapter completed!