The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 664 Get lost if you don’t want to die

Just as everyone was talking, Jiang Jiuhe had already begun to paint, and the landscapes she imagined out of thin air abounded in her mind, but these two hours were a bit too hasty, and what to do now is to hurry up , not a penny wasted.

  Some people complained, but soon, some people found that the players beside them had already started to move. They were afraid of being overtaken or left behind, so everyone moved much faster.

  Time passed by minute by minute, some people could no longer hold back the oppressive atmosphere, and chose to withdraw early by raising their hands, and some were also working hard, only Jiang Jiuhe was extremely leisurely.

   Every part of the writing is leisurely and content, but the outline of every pen is also to the point, just right.

  The aura exuding from Tongshen makes people feel refreshed physically and mentally. Now that the sun is hot, the impetuous heart can't help but calm down.

  Two hours passed quickly, and when the last stick of incense was burned out, the sound of the gong sounded, which symbolized the end of the first game of this artist competition.

   "Finally it's okay..." Jiang Jiuhe murmured to himself, and then he relaxed his tense nerves.

  The person next to her seemed to have heard her talking to herself, and quietly turned to look at Jiang Jiuhe's work.

   It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, his jaw almost dropped when he saw it.

"This this…"

  Before that person finished speaking, Jiang Jiuhe's work was accepted by several boys in uniform.

   Did he notice the surprise of the people next to him? Jiang Jiuhe didn't say much, just closed his eyes and meditated.

   Originally there were more than 180 people participating in the competition, but because the oppressive atmosphere was too heavy, more than 20 people withdrew from one competition one after another.

  Among the remaining 160 people, only half can stay in the end. The judges in the seat looked at the works extremely fast. After all, it was almost dark now, so they could only speed up to complete the task in hand.

   "How is it... Are you sure?"

   "It's really uncomfortable. I have been studying painting for so many years and I have never felt such a depressing atmosphere. It's like being in a palace."

   "Don't talk nonsense, be careful to lose your head!"

  Many contestants wiped the sweat from their foreheads. It was the first time for them to participate in such a competition, and they were extremely nervous. Of course, there are also seasoned players who drink tea and rest there, and they seem to be in a leisurely state.

   "Gaotu girl, I wonder how you draw?!"

   Just as Jiang Jiuhe was resting with his eyes closed, a harsh voice pulled him back from his consciousness.

  The voice was extremely unpleasant, and it made her frown involuntarily. When she opened her eyes, she saw a man with a sharp voice just like his voice.

   "What's the matter?" Jiang Jiuhe didn't bother to talk to the other party too much, so he just asked lightly.

  Hearing this, the group of people who followed the bitter man laughed loudly, as if they were laughing at Jiang Jiuhe.

   Frowning became more serious, Jiang Jiuhe did not speak again, but withdrew his gaze, and did not speak again.

  The bitter man didn't expect the other party to ignore him so much, and he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

  He stepped forward a few steps, covering half of Jiang Jiuhe's face with the warm sun of the setting sun.

   "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

  Jiang Jiuhe was impatient, her eyes were full of absolute disgust, and she spoke slowly.

  (end of this chapter)