In the midst of the overwhelming boos, Qu Miao in the front row suddenly got up and shouted at the rear: "Shut up!" ”
Guan Tong and Fang Xiaofeng stood up and shouted loudly to You Mian on the stage: "You Mian! Come on!! ”
But in the face of the applause of thousands of people, the voices of several of them were so weak that they were drowned out almost instantly.
Qianli clenched his chest and frowned worriedly, "These people are deliberately here to affect Xiaomian's competition, can they be driven out?"
The sporadic You Mian fans who finally grabbed the tickets also shouted with the group under the leadership of Qu Miao and his party.
But this not only did not make the scene quiet, but made the inversion more intense.
"The tickets of these thousands of people were bought from regular channels, and the competition side will not agree to kick them all out." Pei Huaiji said in a deep voice.
Pei Huaiji's cold eyes were full of fierce coldness, and he raised his hand to the staff waiting beside him, and asked all the rest of the security personnel to come to the infield, including JL's bodyguards.
Pei Huaiji trusts You Mian and believes that You Mian can not be affected by these voices.
But his heart was clenched tightly, and it hurt.
After a while, a large group of tall men in security uniforms walked into the infield in a row, standing in the center of all the shouting crowds in an absolutely suppressed manner.
The reporters' flashes were shining faster and faster, and their notebooks were clicking.
This group of fans who disrupted the game scene were not as stupid as others thought, and they had already prepared a way to deal with it.
They would drop their banners and sit in silence as soon as security personnel approached them, as if they couldn't fault it.
But as soon as the security personnel left the shouts of the others, the fans who had just been silent would immediately raise the lowered banner again, and continue to shout shady in their mouths.
A group of staff members played with them like cat and mouse.
In order to keep the scene quiet, the competition party also deliberately reminded no less than five times with a loudspeaker.
Half an hour later, the earth-shattering cheers at the scene finally subsided for a while, but the occasional riot still could not be stopped.
This made the workers, scholars and students in the art circle who were going to see the wonderful competition scene furrow in disgust.
"What kind of people are these, it's disgusting."
"Brain-dead, looking at the signs they are holding, they seem to be fans of some bad artists."
"I'm really speechless, I finally waited until the finals of the stars, and I actually encountered such a thing, I have never heard of it."
"Let's take a good look at the game first, at least the contestants are not affected, and the judges have not spoken out to stop it, as long as the countdown continues, it means that the competition will not suspend the game process."
On the judges' bench, Jager Hillman's eyes gradually changed from scanning and observing the three groups of contestants from time to time to only staring at You Mian on the center stage.
Lai Zhikuan, a contestant from the costume design team on the left side of the stage, also arrived with a half-finished product, and his dressing table was stacked with colorful butterflies, as well as silkworm bags and caterpillar-shaped accessories.
The judges could see at a glance that Lai Zhikuan wanted to use the idiom of breaking out of the cocoon into a butterfly to explain the theme of rebirth.
Qin Lan, who was sitting in the back row of the audience, nodded lightly with his crutches, breaking the cocoon into a butterfly is indeed in line with the theme of rebirth, and it has not deviated, it can be regarded as a qualified direction.
On the other side, Fang Xuenan's oil painting on the right side of the stage starts entirely with a white cloth.
The audience saw her coloring and drawing from the big screen.
Qin Lan raised his reading glasses lightly, and saw from the screen that Fang Xuenan had divided a canvas into two pieces, and then the girl swiped her pen and drew a curve that stretched up and down.
It seems to be a bit of a Nirvana phoenix.
Qin Lan still nodded lightly, the phoenix nirvana was reborn, and it was also a qualified work.
However, after viewing the works on the left and right stages, everyone, whether the audience or the judges, focused on the elevated shelf of the sculpture group in the center.
The game lasted for two hours, so even though the boos in their ears were still there, the audience was strangely accustomed to it, and they could already ignore these shouts and carefully watch the creations of the contestants on the stage.
I saw a huge sculpture that was about to break through the ceiling and was placed in the center of the stage.
Such a huge iron frame is almost impossible not to describe as majestic.
You Mian's sculptures have been primed with plaster and the shape has been preliminarily revealed, and all he has to do now is to outline the remaining iron sculpture wrapped around the plaster in detail.
Qin Lan watched You Mian neatly and simply knife down on the giant elevated shelf, but the worry in his heart became more and more obvious.
If the contestants in the other two groups have begun to show the theme of the competition, then You Mian's work in front of him is still a black mess, except for the tall and large, which makes it difficult to figure out what he is carving.
The same thought came to the minds of everyone in the first row of the judges' table.
Jager Hillman listened to the whispers of several judges beside him: "Hey, the contestant in the sculpture category may be about to fall behind, his work is too big, I don't know if he can make it within the specified time." ”
"The more important problem is that we can't see the shape of a finished work now."
"He's still carving the details of the texture, tsk, it's a pity."
Jager Hillman's gray eyes lifted slightly, and his eyes fell on the seven or eight meters tall iron sculpture in front of him.
You Mian is quickly carving the texture of the skin on the iron, the cyan plaster leaks slightly from the cracks in the iron carving, and the carved plaster blood vessels under the field and the black iron sculpture on the surface reflect each other, it is really like a lifelike arm, the muscle lines are clear, and the blood veins are slightly bulging, as if this stump arm is really breathing.
It wasn't until five minutes later that You Mian's first human arm was carved and the large screen illuminated it clearly in front of everyone.
There was no doubt that there were bursts of exclamation and screaming in the audience.
"Damn, this exquisiteness, does the god of sleep want to carve an entire sculpture at this level?"
"It's a big move! Hahaha. ”
"I'll just say that Brother Mian is awesome, slow work and meticulous work."
"But this is too slow, at this rate, he won't be able to finish carving, right?"
Guan Tong listened to the voices of the audience around him, and suddenly put his heart down, and shook his legs uncontrollably, "Brother Hao, can you see what Mianmian is carving?" ”
Liu Hao bit his nails and shook his head, "But the details are still full." ”
Guan Tong frowned worriedly, "Many people are saying that they may not be able to finish carving..."
Liu Hao snorted, "If You Mian still has to carve at this speed for more than an hour, he will definitely not be able to finish carving." ”
The sculpture in front of him was seven meters long, and now You Mian had just carved most of the shape on the left side of the sculpture.
The black iron on the right side has not been opened at all.
Fang Xiaofeng was so nervous that he couldn't even speak, only Qu Miao stared at the stage firmly and said, "I can finish carving." ”
Guan Tong: "Huh? ”
Qu Miao repeated, "Because he is You Mian, he must be able to finish carving." ”
As soon as Qu Miao's words fell, Fang Xiaofeng immediately nodded fiercely, "Yes, the senior will definitely be able to finish carving." ”
As soon as the conversation of several people ended, the audience behind them seemed to have rested enough, and once again there was a sea of boos.
"Rotten! It sucks! ”
"You Mian, get down!"
"Shh——!h
Bai Lin's fans shouted frantically, and shouted fiercely before the security personnel came to stop them, almost tearing off the ceiling in the venue.
When the security personnel stood at the top of the crowd's shouts, the group shut up again.
"What's the matter, can't you be happy to see it and boo."
"I can't see anything clearly in the dark, so what's wrong with it."
"Yes."
The security personnel stopped them solemnly and admonished them again.
A row of tall men's uniforms emblazoned with the word JL on them provoked the group to reluctantly stop complaining.
Just when she was pulling endlessly, a girl holding Bai Lin's avatar fan in the fan seat quietly opened Weibo, wanting to mock You Mian's work on the stage, and she even thought about the copywriting.
The girl clicked on the camera and immediately turned the camera to the middle stage when the leaving security personnel were not paying attention.
Hurry up and shoot...
But just when the girl finished observing the movements of the security personnel and her eyes fell on the camera in her hand, her finger, which was about to press the camera button, suddenly shook violently for a moment.
The details of the work, which are not clear from the back row, become clear in the high-definition camera shooting.
I saw a sculpture of overlapping arms appear in the high-definition lens of the close-in distance.
The blood vessels and veins are more and more clearly visible under the drawing of the carving knife, and the shock brought by this majestic and strong muscle volume is overwhelming, and there is no buffer time.
The overlapping muscle outlines are divided into the right arm and the left arm, and their lines have a hideous and violent beauty, as if they are dragging something so hard that the green tendons are bursting up.
This moment of emotion and silent shock is vividly placed in front of people, making people subconsciously and easily fall into a daze.
This is a completely different world from the feeling brought by Bai Lin's emphasis on "the surveillance video is fake", "Bai Lin's entrance examination works are beautiful", and "the solo exhibition that foreign professors are boasting about" is completely different from the feeling brought by Bai Lin's big fans.
The beauty of the shocking and sharp human arm made the girl unable to press the shooting button for a long time, and she only felt in a trance that the shouts of other fans around her had also slowed down a lot.
It turns out that a pair of hands can have such a sense of strength and beauty.
What's more, at this moment, it was not just a pair of hands under You Mian's carving knife, he carved several double layers of stump arms with such a superb level.
These stump arms belong to different groups of men, women and children just by looking at the direction of the muscles from the upper arm to the lower arm.
Their fingertips were clutching at their trouser legs that had fallen beneath them.
The girl blinked, and the strong touch made it impossible for her to hold up the banner and fan in her hand and shout the boo she had just made.
Her throat was clenched by invisible hands, and she was so dry and hoarse that she couldn't speak.
"Photography is not allowed here, please put your phone away."
Suddenly, a security guard came over to remind her solemnly, and she immediately came back to her senses in a hurry and turned off her mobile phone again and again.
A few seconds later, she slammed the small fan that Bai Lin had just held in her hand into her bag and zipped it up.
The cheers gradually subsided, like an intermission.
As the time on the stage passed little by little, the voices of the audience became more and more enthusiastic.
Lai Zhikuan's entire runway costume design is already halfway complete, with colorful butterflies and silkworm chrysalis appropriately sewn onto the shoulders or necks of the garment, or the belt and skirt of the dress.
With the dreamy pink and purple color, his entire outfit fits the theme of breaking out of the cocoon into a butterfly.
Fang Xuenan's side has also reached the final stage, she painted the canvas divided into two scenes of heaven and hell, and in this peaceful and terrifying space, a fiery red phoenix shuttles between the two worlds from the canvas, and it is indeed the phoenix of Nirvana.
From time to time, there were bursts of approval in the judges' seats.
"The degree of completion is very high, and the fineness is also very good, which can be regarded as a qualified theme work."
"Butterfly and Phoenix, it's just a little worse in terms of innovation..."
"What does Dean Hillman think?"
As the conversation was brought to Hillman, the gray-eyed man had not paid attention to the stage on the left and right sides since the opening half, staring at the sculpture group in the center.
Hillman said lightly in German: "We won't know until the end." ”
The judges couldn't tell that Hillman had high hopes for the sculpture group's work, but no matter how big the expectations were, the time was almost up, and the work still looked like a half-finished product.
"No matter how detailed it is, it has to be done."
Sighs rang out all around.
Qian Li wrinkled his eyebrows angrily when he heard these unfavorable discussions, and said to himself: "Xiao Mian will definitely be able to finish carving, and you are not allowed to lose your temper in advance." ”
Pei Huaiji, who was sitting next to Qianli, had been staring at the stage silently for a long time, and he didn't say a word anymore.
Pei Huaiji's dark eyebrows and eyes were raised sharply, and his tense jaw revealed his nervous and restrained mood at the moment.
The man's back was straight, and his hands were already clenched tightly on his knees.
Pei Huaiji's eyes only left You Mian, who was focused on the sculpture in front of him on the stage, and his hands were quickly scraping the plastic knife.
The boy's forehead was covered with fine sweat, the chest of the black sweatshirt was dirty, and his wrists were shaking after a long time of carving, and his neck was tense until it was a little stiff.
No stopping.
No stops here.
You Mian shook his fingertips and squeezed the knife in his hand fiercely, scraping the iron plastic vigorously one after another.
More than a dozen pairs of arm textures were reborn under his hands.
Yu Mian continued to climb the elevated road without stopping, and he began to carve the last mutilated leg movements.
The fluttering trouser legs and the muscles that hide under the clothing are underpinned by the plaster, while the iron sculpture covering the top adds a sense of endless power to the texture.
Beads of sweat ran down his forehead across the tails of his eyes and the bridge of his nose, and his overly stunning appearance when projected on the big screen made the audience's inhalation sound obvious.
"There's such a big piece of space left on the right, I can't finish carving."
"It's a pity, the left side is very complete."
"It's impossible to finish carving such a big sculpture no matter how you think about it."
The bursts of boos and inverted colors sounded in You Mian's ears again.
Rolling down with a sound, You Mian finished carving the outline of his legs.
Now all that remained was the black mass of iron on the right side, which everyone had reservations.
You Mian wiped his sweat and walked down the elevated shelf, put down the small carving knife, and picked up an axe from the tool table.
There were bursts of doubts at the scene, and everyone didn't know what You Mian was going to do.
There were only fifteen minutes left in the countdown, and even if he gave another two hours, he wouldn't be able to finish the entire sculpture on the right side like that.
You Mian froze, clenched the tool in his hand, chiseled the axe, raised his hand and slashed it high.
But who said he was going to carve.
In the violent chopping sound, the iron plastic hula in front of him shattered to the ground.
Qin Ran looked at the stage in shock, and everyone at the scene looked at the stage with shocked expressions.
It turns out that the iron carving on the right side only leaves a thin layer of skin.
You Mian struck hard, and the carved part that was hidden underneath by the thin black iron was revealed.
The sculpture on the right is in the shape of a huge, gigantic iron door.
The seven-meter-high sculpture gate points directly to the ceiling of the venue, standing up to the sky and the ground, covering the sky and the sun.
And at this moment, the shape of the sculpture on the left that You Mian had just carved also had meaning and explanation.
This is a modern sculpture of the action of seconds in freeze-frame decomposition.
The feet of the sculpture, which serve as the fulcrum, are fixed to the left of the huge seven-meter-high iron door, and from the feet slowly rises from the feet of the sculpture as it freezes frame by frame.
The legs, dragged by several pairs of severed arms, struggled to lift.
It was a powerful kick!
At this moment, the audience at the scene can almost hear the deafening loud sound of its kicking from this work!
The towering iron gate is kept in a state of being kicked open and crumbling.
Along the fixed fulcrum of the foot, the sculpture struggles upwards, its limbs stretching outward, longing...
A hard kick is broken down into four phases.
Struggling to lift from the stump arm, continue to lift, lift! Until he kicked out this kick and kicked open the giant door in front of him!
Eventually, the foot and hand broke through the iron door and broke out of another world outside the door.
The sculpture's mutilated hand slowly extends out of the door.
The gray-white plaster veins were beating, and the iron-shaped arm, which was full of muscle strength textures, suddenly loosened when it crossed the door, and its texture and muscle direction suddenly changed from tense, twisted, and painful to relaxed, soft, and peaceful.
The power of the sculpture's fingertips fades.
But its limbs continued to extend until it reached the outermost part of the booth of sculptures that had been marked out.
The cyan plaster hand carefully picked up a sunflower under the gaze of tens of millions of people.
This shocking sense of vitality and struggle, and the hope after despair are vividly depicted. The twisted fingers and the stump of the painful wail seemed to have been redeemed and reborn after this bloody struggle.
In the stadium of 10,000 people, everyone was crushed by the shock.
All the inverted colors are gone, and all obstacles are swept away.
Strength and works are the most intuitive rebuttals.
The tick of the countdown sounded.
In the silence of thousands of people, Pei Huaiji was the first to stand up and applaud.
The man's gaze collided with You Mian on the stage.
Pei Huaiji's tearful eyes stunned the exhausted You Mian.
Pei Huaiji looked at You Mian proudly and gave the first applause in the audience with absolute appreciation.
Immediately, everyone seemed to be awakened by Pei Huaiji's applause, and they came back to their senses from a stunned state.
The screams and shouts of the sluggish aftermath resounded exponentially in the vast arena, and the cheers seemed to break through the ceiling.
"Ahhh I'm awesome! ”
"Sleep God! Sleep God! Sleep God! ”
"Champion! Who can say that this is not a championship?! ”
"Damn, I'm a big old man who cried when he saw a sculpture for the first time!"
Fang Xiaofeng cried and shouted and clapped vigorously, "Senior! ”
Guan Tong was provoked by the excited shouts around him, and he also got up and shouted.
In addition to, Liu Hao has the word "" left.
Qin Lan sat in the back row of the audience and looked up at the sculptures on the big screen with satisfaction, with a deep smile in his eyes.
Thousands of people shouted in unison: "Gold Award!" Gold! Gold! ”
"Take the gold medal!"
Even Bai Lin's fans, who shouted the most frantic boos just now, were actually dumbfounded, and thousands of them all turned against each other and cheered for You Mian.
Qianli picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the tails of her eyes, and she was also so excited that she burst into tears.
In the endless praise and congratulations, Pei Huaiji stood firmly and upright under the stage, and the man's soft eyebrows and eyes were full of endless love.
You Mian put down the tools in his hand, took off the leather band that tied his hair, and raised his hand to pull it back, revealing a smooth forehead and high-spirited eyes.
In his amber eyes was the first laugh in the world at this moment.
You Mian felt the cheers for him in the stadium at this moment.
On the stage where millions of people are watching, it is his work and his rebirth.
Pei Huaiji's admiring gesture was undisguised, he stood under the stage and looked at the high-spirited You Mian in the light, applauding and thinking lightly in his heart.
——my genius，my love。