A man in a black tailcoat stood behind twelve tables, holding a gold microphone and shouting:
"Thank you all for attending this competition. I won't waste time with idle chatter. In this competition, each round will feature twelve contestants competing simultaneously. Each round lasts for half an hour,
After three hours, the winners of each round will compete for the final victory!
For this first round, which twelve painters want to come up?"
The crowd looked at each other, nobody eager to be the first to step forward.
After all, the pressure of the first round was truly immense. Before being certain of the competing contestants' level of skill, no one would rashly make their move.
Su San smiled at Ran Qingqiu and said, "Mr. Ran, with your achievements in modern painting, if you were to compete, you would certainly earn a good ranking. Don't you want to give it a try?"
