Mo Shiyi explained them in the order in which they appeared on stage, "These three things are - water, land and air."
"Water is easy to understand in the eyes of most people. It is invisible and intangible, but when gathered together, it becomes a blue sea."
"And the land itself has many colors, such as black soil, red soil, yellow soil, etc., but no matter which one it is, it is a hotbed for vitality, and this one represents the concept of vitality."
"As for this last piece, the original draft was not like this, but there was a little accident just now, which gave me inspiration, so that this work can finally be presented to everyone in its current appearance."
The young judge with gray hair sitting next to Liao Ziheng took over the conversation with great interest, "Then tell me, what kind of accident inspired such a big change?" Mo Shiyi did not hide it, "Just now in the backstage, a waiter accidentally soiled my work. Since it is a work, it must be a shame to such a fair and solemn occasion if it is stained. But then I thought, what work wants to express is air."
"Air is invisible and intangible like water, but its form is different. One is liquid and the other is gas. It is difficult to color, but it can present the color you want to see."
"Time is tight and materials are limited. I thank the makeup artist Anna who provided me with cosmetics, the assistant Yanyan who worked hard to coordinate the color, and all the staff who ran around for me, a pregnant woman with limited mobility."
The young man whistled silently, "In other words, your third work is the color you just applied with cosmetics backstage?"
"Yes, that's right."
It was a very whimsical idea, but the ability to respond on the spot alone was enough to make people admire.
Another judge asked cunningly, "I don't deny your creativity. But you made two major changes to the work in such a short time. Don't you think it is disrespectful to art?"
This was a bit harsh, and many people felt that Mo Shiyi, a contestant, might be eliminated by this poisonous judge. When it came to the expected questioning stage, Mo Shiyi was not panicked. "In my eyes, art is alive, not dead. Since it is not dead, there is no such thing as unchanging. My work is in my hands, and I just want it to shine with the most beautiful colors."
The person on the stage said it confidently and calmly, and some people in the audience felt proud.
His woman, no matter where she is, can shine.
Dazzling... He wants to keep it privately, but he can't bear to do so!
Because of the development of the times, the original scoring system has also added the opinions of the judges to the online voting stage. Although the proportion is not high, it is still an innovation.
Online voting takes time, and the results cannot come out so quickly. After showing their works, all the participants went back to their resting places in trepidation.
When they came out, a cold wind blew outside, and snowflakes fluttered in the sky.
"It's snowing."
It's a bit cold.
Qi Yan rubbed her hands, trying to get a little more warmth, "I'll borrow... Shen, Mr. Shen!"
Because of being too surprised, Qi Yan almost stuttered when she spoke.
"Silly girl——"
Mo Shiyi wanted to laugh at her because she was cold, but when she just looked up, she was so shocked that she lost her voice. She
looked at the figure walking towards her with an umbrella on another flower path. When she got closer, she could see that he seemed to have a beige female coat in his arms.
"Why are you here?" She whispered, like a little hamster, carefully hiding the joy in her arms, wanting to show off but afraid of being discovered.