Time passed slowly.
Louis's painting was finally finished.
In fact, the painters were merely engaging in academic exchange and did not use their true skills. Therefore, they were all very casual while painting, focusing on expressing their individual styles.
Despite being an amateur, Louis's technique was surprisingly impressive.
His work was a typical example of Impressionism, with excellent application of colors and lines, reaching a professional level comparable to top industry artists.
When the director's camera focused on Louis's painting, the audience was immediately astonished.
"That's so beautifully painted!"
"As expected, geniuses are brilliant in everything they do. Louis's hands can not only play the piano but also paint!"
"Amazing! Although he can't compare to the masters, for an amateur, his painting skills are so formidable that it crushes many people who make a living from art!"
"Master Louis has surpassed many professionals!"
Primarily, Louis was known as a piano master.
The image people had of him was that of an elegant figure in a tuxedo, gracefully playing the piano in a grand hall.
Today, his sudden foray into painting, and doing it so well, created a contrast that greatly surprised the audience.
"Louis, your painting skills have improved again," Milo said with a hearty laugh.
He adjusted his reading glasses, leaned in to examine the details of the painting, and frequently uttered sounds of admiration.
"I can't compare to you all," Louis replied with a smile.
"That's obvious. If you painted better than us, we would have wasted our brushes for decades," Milo said in a gruff tone.
The other painters joined in the teasing.
The atmosphere was very jovial.
"Little brother Tingyu, it's your turn next." Suddenly, Milo straightened up from his painting, turned, and looked at Su Yu, who was standing nearby.
"Uh..." Su Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and took a couple of steps forward.
"Tingyu, you're going to paint too?" Louis asked in surprise.
"Teacher Milo wants to see my skills," Su Yu said with a wry smile, shrugging.
"Haha, I told you, you don't need to be nervous. Having guidance from us old folks is something many people dream of," Milo encouraged Su Yu.
"Then you give it a try," Louis said, stepping aside.
He didn't know what Milo and Su Yu had discussed earlier, but he was happy to watch the show if Su Yu was going to paint.
In his opinion, Su Yu was a genius. Not only was he skilled at writing songs, but he was also proficient in various musical instruments, so perhaps he would bring a pleasant surprise in painting as well.
However.
What was even more surprising were the viewers watching the live broadcast.
"Oh my god, Tingyu is going to paint?"
"Tingyu can actually paint??"
"Does he know who he's facing?"
"How dare he!"
It wasn't surprising that the audience was so astonished.
After all, Tingyu had always been perceived as a super genius, but this genius was focused on the field of music.
Painting and music, while both arts, were entirely different disciplines.
They were worlds apart.
Therefore, for Tingyu to dare to paint in front of so many art world bigwigs, even if his skills were lacking, his courage alone left the audience in awe.
He was truly bold!
It felt like an amateur approaching Su Yu to showcase their own song.
It was absurd!
...
On the second floor of the exhibition hall.
A display screen on the wall was broadcasting the masters' exchange live.
After getting tired from browsing, Jin Chengxian and the others had been sitting in the lounge area, sipping coffee and watching the exchange between the painting masters with great interest. However, when they suddenly saw Su Yu appear on the screen and Milo asking him to paint, everyone froze for a moment.
"Haha, I was just envious that he could interact with so many masters. Now I realize it's not such a good thing," Jin Chengxian said, taking a sip of coffee and letting out a loud laugh.
Clearly, from their perspective, Chang Yu had introduced Su Yu to these art world elites to expand his network. But this network wasn't that simple; to gain their favor, one needed to demonstrate their strength.
However, what could a songwriter like Tingyu know about painting?
"This is like sending him up to embarrass himself..."
Shawn said with a smile, shaking his head.
The others also showed knowing smiles.
It was indeed a good thing to know industry bigwigs and to receive guidance from them.
But being guided in front of a live audience, and with Su Yu being a prominent figure in another field, it was indeed a bit awkward to think about.
However, people generally enjoyed seeing others in awkward situations, so when Milo called on Su Yu to paint,
Everyone was filled with anticipation for what would happen next.
"I don't think so. Tingyu is a genius. He's proficient in so many instruments, which shows his strong learning ability. Perhaps he really can paint?" the straightforward Losov said, shaking his head.
"Heh, you really think crossing industries is that simple?" Jin Chengxian looked at him as if he were an idiot. "And to showcase it in front of the industry's top masters, do you know how much pressure that is?"
"But I don't see any pressure from Tingyu?" Losov pointed at Su Yu on the screen, who looked calm, and explained.
Jin Chengxian's eyes twitched; he didn't know how to explain to this simpleton.
"That's just Tingyu's personality. He appears calm in everything, perhaps he's terrified inside," Shawn said, taking a sip of coffee and staring at Su Yu on the screen.
Honestly, he truly envied Su Yu's personality, remaining unfazed even when facing a catastrophic situation.
The others also nodded in agreement.
Since they had known him, Su Yu had always maintained this demeanor, never showing significant emotional fluctuations.
It indeed required a very strong mindset to achieve this.
"But Su Yu has always been winning, never losing. What does he have to be afraid of?"
Losov's words struck everyone like a thunderclap.
Right!
Su Yu had always been winning!
He had never lost!
Even when facing Miyamotozawa in Japan or Shawn in America, he had won, and won spectacularly!
Everyone here had been defeated by him, which proved that Tingyu had the strength and had no reason to fear them. What other expression could he show besides calmness?
Everyone was rendered speechless, as if they had all overlooked this crucial point.
Tingyu had never feared them from the beginning!
"Losov has a point..."
"Looking at it that way, it really makes sense..."
Everyone's expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.
After all, if that were the case, Tingyu had not considered them as opponents from the start.
"My analysis is quite good, isn't it? From the beginning, we all viewed Tingyu from our own perspectives, believing everyone was strong and Tingyu had to take us seriously. But looking back now, Tingyu has completely bulldozed his way through, possibly not even considering us as opponents." Losov took a sip of coffee, concluding with great pride.
Silence.
The atmosphere froze.
Everyone looked resentfully at Losov.
You are so clever!
That makes so much sense!
Thank you for your reminder!
We thank your entire family!