?56: Chapter 056: The Fifth Deputy Golden Fire Phoenix Nirvana Map 56: Chapter 056: The Fifth Deputy Golden Fire Phoenix Nirvana Map All of the contestants’ paintings were fully presented to the judges, including the “crap” painted by Ning Fan.

    The judges nodded their heads in satisfaction as they reviewed each painting that had come before, and although the quality was so-so, they still received some praise.

    When it was Zhou Jiangming’s turn, the judges were even less sparing with their compliments, praising his painting incessantly.

    Compared with the earlier works, Zhou Jiangming’s painting was simply too fantastic, instantly highlighting his strong painting skills.

    “Clear colors, prominent layers, plus a profound artistic conception…”

    “Very good, very good, for Zhonghai City University to have a painter like you is an honor for both the university and the whole of Zhonghai City.

    In time, you will surely become a star in the art world.”

    As the head judge, Zhang Qingsong was full of praise for Zhou Jiangming’s painting, marveling at the work.

    Suddenly, everyone, including the contestants, turned their attention to Zhou Jiangming, who immediately became the center of the room.

    “This painting is so fantastic, it already has the style of a great artist, doesn’t it?

    In the future, it will surely become a highly coveted treasure for collectors, invaluable.”

    “This painting is without a doubt the best work of today…”

    Wang Xiaoyan also laughed and said, “Of course, who else could match Jiangming’s skills?

    This is a natural masterpiece, someone else should not overestimate themselves.”

    Xu Xiaoqing’s face turned white with anger, and she gave Ning Fan a glare that clearly meant, you’re really a disgrace.

    Ning Fan calmly walked over to the judges’ seat and presented his own painting. S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Zhou Jiangming glanced at Ning Fan, his face full of disdain.

    He wanted this effect, just waiting for Ning Fan to make a fool of himself.

    All the students in the audience, just like Zhou Jiangming, wanted to see Ning Fan embarrass himself, and some were already laughing.

    The judges frowned repeatedly, what on earth was this painting?

    A scruffy rooster?

    Ning Fan stood there indifferently, appearing completely nonchalant.

    The critiquing judge looked at the painting, then at the composed Ning Fan, and suddenly became furious, “What is this supposed to be?

    Are you here to make fun of us, young man?”

    “This is a desecration of art, unforgivable!”

    Even Zhang Qingsong stood up; he had a deep appreciation for art and hated those who desecrated it above all else.

    The scruffy rooster in the painting lacked any artistic quality; it was an insult to the art of painting.

    He was very annoyed and berated Ning Fan, “Student, we can’t appreciate such trashy works of art; take it away.”

    After listening to him, Ning Fan sighed at Zhang Qingsong.

    He had thought Zhang Qingsong would be able to recognize it, but unfortunately, he had overestimated Zhang Qingsong’s appreciation ability.

    “I’ll borrow your milk for a second.”

    Then, Ning Fan snatched some milk from a female student.

    The female student blushed profusely upon hearing Ning Fan’s words.

    After taking her milk, Ning Fan proceeded to spray the milk directly onto his painting.

    Everyone was stupefied by this scene.

    But that wasn’t the end of it; Ning Fan then took out a lighter and, in front of everyone, lit his painting on fire.

    Sizzle…

    “He’s gone mad, completely mad…”

    Everyone thought Ning Fan must be utterly insane.

    Fire is the last thing you would want near a painting, and even if they thought his work was terrible, it shouldn’t be burned in front of the judges!

    Zhou Jiangming and Wang Xiaoyan laughed mockingly, delighted by the spectacle.

    “Where is the security?

    Where’s security?

    Take this madman away, don’t let him disrupt our exhibition.”

    A judge began ordering impatiently, and soon the security officers approached.

    Ning Fan was very displeased; none of these so-called judges had any eye for quality, and he had no desire to stay there any longer.

    “Since you can’t appreciate it, then I’ll be on my way!”

    The fire burned fiercely, quickly consuming the paper, and soon a Phoenix Nirvana Diagram appeared before everyone’s eyes.

    The phoenix, vivid and lifelike, stood proudly on the paper, as if it were a living creature.

    Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

    The exhibition hall fell into endless silence, all eyes riveted on the Phoenix Nirvana Diagram.

    Zhou Jiangming and Wang Xiaoyan gazed at the painting, their eyes empty and vacant…

    Xu Xiaoqing, upon seeing the painting, found it even more mesmerizing, and watched without blinking.

    At that moment, Zhang Qingsong on the judges’ panel was dumbfounded, the rubbish paintings on his table gone, leaving only the stunning Phoenix Nirvana Diagram.

    His entire body trembled, his eyes began to well up, and then with a thump, he sat directly on the chair.

    Turning to see Ning Fan already walking out of the exhibition hall, he immediately stepped down and shoved his way through the crowd, chasing after Ning Fan.

    “Wait…

    wait a moment.”

    He called out to Ning Fan with a shaky voice and trembling lips, pleading for him to stop.

    Ning Fan turned around, his expression cold, giving the agitated Zhang Qingsong a chilly look.

    “How did you do it, classmate?”

    Zhang Qingsong almost fell to his knees.

    Thankfully, Ning Fan steadied him.

    Boom…

    Everyone was taken aback, viewing this bizarre scene with astonishment.

    An artist as famous as Zhang Qingsong in Zhonghai City was so excited in front of this kid…

    What the hell was going on?

    What was more astonishing was that Ning Fan seemed indifferent, as if it was all a matter of course!

    They thought to themselves: Have these two gone mad?

    Ning Fan kept a cold face, indifferent and utterly unconcerned with Zhang Qingsong’s excitement, maintaining a very aloof attitude.

    Zhang Qingsong’s emotions were incredibly heightened, he looked up at Ning Fan with an excited expression in his eyes.

    He couldn’t contain the excitement in his heart; this painting had surprised and delighted him too much.

    “Phoenix Nirvana, could it really be your work?”

    His voice trembled continuously, and his attitude towards Ning Fan changed drastically, full of reverence and admiration.

    As an artist of his generation, he naturally knew much more about a national treasure painting than anyone else.

    Phoenix Nirvana, it was a legendary Chinese painting!

    He had thought Ning Fan was deliberately causing trouble at the exhibition, presenting some nonsensical painting to mock him.

    But once the painting revealed itself, he was utterly excited.

    Without a doubt, this was the Phoenix Nirvana Diagram!

    It was said that there were five Phoenix Nirvana Diagrams in total, each one exquisitely lifelike and invaluable.

    He had had the fortune to see four of the Phoenix Nirvana paintings at a top international art auction.

    The price for each Phoenix Nirvana Diagram fetched at auction was comparable to the GDP of a city for an entire year, remarkably fearsome.

    At the auction, he had only seen four of the paintings; the fifth, the Golden Flame Phoenix Diagram, had not appeared to this day.

    What he wished for in his lifetime was to once see that final Phoenix Nirvana Diagram.

    But as half his life passed, he still hadn’t found it, leading to his loss of confidence and growing disappointment and regret.

    “To think that in my lifetime I could see this fifth Golden Flame Phoenix Diagram…” Zhang Qingsong cried with sobs, his tears and snot flowing freely.

    “I have finally fulfilled my own dream, and also…

    also my master’s dream!” he said.

    Saying that, Zhang Qingsong hugged Ning Fan’s shoulders, once again crying with emotion.

    For painters, no one was more obsessed with painting than them; to some artists, art was more important than life itself…