Song Qingyuan was immediately choked with old blood, while Yang Fen next to him burst into laughter.
"Oh my, what should I do? Why am I so happy even though I came in fourth?"
Everyone: "..."
On the stage, the emcee Liao Yicheng raised the microphone in his hand.
"Everyone must be wondering why the judges were also busy after the topic was announced this morning. That's because all the professors are also participating in this Chinese painting exchange. Are you looking forward to their works?"
At these words, everyone on and off the stage was stunned.
"What? The judges are also participating in the competition?!"
"No wonder everyone was so busy with their heads down this morning. It turns out it's because the professors also had time limits!"
"Isn't it, the judges already knew the competition topics in advance, right? Why would they need to paint on the spot just like the students?"
This was something that everyone couldn't understand.