Black Silk Female Police Detective Exorcist

When she took out her work to display, everyone's gazes froze, and Yi Youyou couldn't help but blurt out:

"Ayu, you actually plagiarized? That's a bit shameless, isn't it?"

"Humph."

Qin Huanyu was beaming with pride:

"The rules only say that it must be handwritten, but they don't say that plagiarism is prohibited, right?"

Her calligraphy is exactly the same as Wang Ruoxi's work just now. Every stroke of every character is exactly the same, with no difference in thickness, trajectory, or ink color.

Qin Huanyu certainly didn't have Wang Ruoxi's calligraphy skills; in fact, she had never even played with a calligraphy brush before today.

But she has the Magic Eye of Mathematics and can completely control her body... So she recorded all of Wang Ruoxi's movements while writing and then copied them exactly.

There is no art whatsoever, it's all technique.

"Thanks a lot, Wang, for taking me along, hehe~~"

Qin Huanyu even took the initiative to look at Wang Ruoxi and provoke her, only to find that Wang Ruoxi's eyes were not only not angry, but also full of confidence in herself and disdain for Qin Huanyu's work.

"???"

Qin Huanyu was a little stunned.

Our works are identical in terms of physical data, so what makes you so confident that you can beat me?

When the three examiners gave their scores, Qin Huanyu was even more dumbfounded.

0 points!

"Why!"

Qin Huanyu couldn't accept it and glared angrily at the three examiners, releasing her murderous aura.

The three examiners were visibly weak in the knees, but they still stubbornly stated their reasons:

"Because your calligraphy has absolutely no artistic merit! What you've done is no different from a photocopier!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Qin Huanyu was still unconvinced:

"So what if it's a photocopy? Aren't there plenty of photocopied masterpieces in the world? Does that mean those works have no artistic merit? Besides, art is inherently a very subjective subject, and I seriously doubt your impartiality as examiners! I want to question you, and I demand a re-evaluation!"

Chapter 164 The finishing touch

"The challenge is invalid."

The examiner remained unmoved, even giving Qin Huanyu a disdainful look:

"You don't understand art at all."

"Then I'll challenge the validity of your challenge to me!"

Qin Huanyu let out a cold laugh:

"I do not understand art, and I admit that I only copied Wang Ruoxi's movements, but my work is exactly the same as hers! Even a real artist cannot have never copied other people's works, right? It is certain that my work does not score as well as Wang Ruoxi's, but it does not deserve to be given 0 points by you, right?"

Without waiting for the three examiners' reply, Qin Huanyu looked directly at the princess, who was eating ice cream and had a look of amusement on her face:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I didn't mean to cause trouble. But if so-called art is just about subjective feelings without regard to objective facts, then I'd rather continue to be an art idiot and just give up on all the competitions in this project... Let these artists drown in their own self-deception."

"You... poof!"

The oldest examiner glared at Qin Huanyu and actually coughed up blood, fainting from anger over her few words.

"Old Hu!" x2

The other two examiners rushed to help him up, seemingly trying to resuscitate him, but their incorrect attempts only made him appear to be in more pain, as if he were about to die.

"Alright, just leave him there and don't move him! The imperial physician will be here soon."

The Empress finally couldn't stand it anymore. She first scolded the two examiners who were still haphazardly trying to save her and told them to stop moving around. Then she glared at Qin Huanyu, who was secretly sticking out her tongue.

About three minutes later, Linglan, still dressed in a cheongsam, arrived gracefully and used a golden needle to pierce the head of the unconscious examiner, thus curing him.

"You've gone too far!"

After recovering, the old examiner immediately felt he was capable again and glared at Qin Huanyu:

Are you trying to humiliate all artists?

"If artists can at least respect the facts, I am certainly willing to give them the respect they deserve."

Qin Huanyu remained unmoved, neither humble nor arrogant:

"Moreover, only those who have a guilty conscience will break down their defenses after hearing the truth."

"you……"

The old examiner's vision went black, and he almost fainted again.

Fortunately, Linglan's medical skills were indeed remarkable. The spot on the old examiner's head where the golden needles had been inserted promptly emitted waves of warmth, stabilizing him. He took a deep breath.

"So what do you want? Even if we re-evaluate your work, it will still be 0 points, that won't change!"

"It's very simple."

Qin Huanyu had clearly thought about this issue long ago, and said confidently:

“Film both my work and Wang Ruoxi’s work and post them online for everyone to judge… I don’t ask for much. As long as more than 30% of people can accurately distinguish which work is the original and which is plagiarism, I’ll accept the zero score. How about that?”

"It's impossible to distinguish them precisely!"

Immediately another examiner called out:

“We know you possess the Mathematical Eye, and we also know its capabilities… The calligraphy you copied is indistinguishable from the original. Even we cannot accurately distinguish it, let alone netizens who have never had much contact with calligraphy.”

"So you guys knew there was no difference between the two calligraphy pieces..."

Qin Huanyu tilted her head and sneered:

"Then why did you give me a score of 0?"

"Because your work has absolutely no soul!"

The examiner shouted:

"When you wrote this piece, it was a completely mechanical copy; you didn't infuse even a trace of your own spirit into it! Even the ugliest characters written by a calligraphy beginner, as long as they put their heart and soul into writing them, will score higher than yours!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Qin Huanyu was even more disdainful. She took out her phone again, scanned both calligraphy scrolls, and then showed the results on the screen to everyone:

"The so-called essence, energy, and spirit in humans are actually the spiritual elements of life and soul! If Wang Ruoxi really infused her works with this so-called essence, energy, and spirit, then why is the spiritual element index of her works similar to that of mine? You still say that your art is not a form of self-indulgence? The idea of ​​infusing a work with a soul has always been just an artistic rhetoric, without any scientific basis whatsoever!"

"Art doesn't need scientific evidence!" x3

The three examiners completely lost their composure and yelled at Qin Huanyu together.

"That's why I despise your art."

Qin Huanyu stopped pretending to be a lady; since her manners and upbringing were already a zero, what was there to be afraid of? She directly gave the three veteran artist examiners the middle finger:

"That's just pathetic self-pity!"

"OK OK……"

Seeing that the other two examiners also seemed on the verge of having a breakdown, the Queen sighed helplessly and interrupted their argument:

“I can roughly understand your difference of opinion… Ayu really doesn’t understand art, but what she said makes some sense. True art shouldn’t only be appreciated by those who understand art, but should be praised and admired by everyone. Art that can be appreciated by both the refined and the common is true art.”

After speaking, the Empress first looked at Qin Huanyu:

"Since you chose to use the Mathematical Eye to copy this calligraphy, you were destined not to get the same high score as the original, right? You agree with that, don't you?"

"of course."

Qin Huanyu glanced at Wang Ruoxi, who remained silent with a confident smile:

"Wang Dajia's calligraphy is unparalleled. Even someone like me who knows nothing about art finds it pleasing to the eye when I watch her write. I am absolutely no match for her."

"very good."

The Empress nodded in satisfaction to Qin Huanyu, then looked at the three examiners:

"No matter what methods Ayu used, the calligraphy she copied can be considered the pinnacle of copying—it's so identical to the original that it's indistinguishable from the real thing, right? Could it be that the pinnacle of copying is only a zero in your eyes?"

"This isn't just copying! This is..."

Just as one of the examiners was about to retort, he suddenly felt a chill run through his body, sensing an incredibly fierce killing intent emanating from the Empress.

To be an artist in the palace, one needs political acumen and emotional intelligence; otherwise, one would have died long ago. So he immediately plastered on a smile and changed his tune:

"Your Majesty is right. This is indeed the pinnacle of imitation and should not have received a score of 0."

The other two examiners still looked unwilling, but they obediently expressed their approval and re-scored Qin Huanyu's work together, ultimately giving her a score of 6.

Qin Huanyu was clearly dissatisfied with the score; she felt it was too low, and that her exceptional calligraphy skills should have earned her a higher mark. However, since the Empress had personally handled the matter, she had to give her face and didn't say anything more.

The competition continued, and the other three submitted their works in turn.

Both Yi Youyou and Yuan Tingxue relied on their true abilities.

Yi Youyou was, after all, a young lady from an old noble family and the principal's granddaughter. She had practiced calligraphy for a while when she was young. She certainly couldn't compare to Wang Ruoxi, but she was still quite skilled. At least Qin Huanyu thought it was beautiful to watch her concentrate while writing, which made her heart flutter and several new ideas for playing with her suddenly popped into her head...

Yuan Tingxue is similar; the Celestial Masters sect also has the skills to make talismans and formations, and calligraphy and painting are essential skills to master. She can also write a beautiful piece of calligraphy full of ethereal beauty, but there is still a considerable gap between her and Wang Ruoxi.

Both players received a final score of 7 points.

Finally, only Nangong Yue was left. She seemed to have little talent for art, just like Qin Huanyu, but she was also inspired by Qin Huanyu and had her own methods.

In full view of everyone, Nangong Yue took off one of her high heels and turned it into a drone. Then she used a rope to connect the drone to the calligraphy brush in her hand.

When writing calligraphy, Nangong Yue pretended to hold the brush with her hand, but she didn't exert any force at all. It was a drone in the air that was writing the characters with the brush. This is the real mechanical printing.

The three examiners looked at Nangong Yue's technique and their faces turned green, clearly wanting to give her a score of 0.

However, having learned from Qin Huanyu's experience, the three examiners, after discussing the matter, still gave Nangong Yue a score of 5... one point lower than Qin Huanyu.

Nangong Yue herself wasn't dissatisfied at all; in fact, she breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't expected to achieve anything great in calligraphy and painting anyway; she just wanted to narrow the gap with others.

The first sub-category of the art competition, the calligraphy competition, has now come to an end.

Because Qin Huanyu's argument with the examiner caused a lot of time to be wasted, the second sub-project, painting, was postponed to the afternoon, and everyone had lunch first.

"Sister Yu, you looked so handsome this morning!"

Amidst the strange looks from many, the princess picked up her lunch tray, left the table, and went to Qin Huanyu's side, whispering in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear:

"I've long thought those old guys in the arts are so pretentious. What era are we living in that they still cling to old rules and regulations? It's so boring!"

"Your Highness is mistaken."

Before Qin Huanyu could reply, Wang Ruoxi also came over with a tray in hand:

"Does Your Highness mean to deny the value of art?"

"Of course not, the art itself is still great."

Wu Xiqun chuckled and naturally grabbed Wang Ruoxi's arm, even trying to wrap her arms around Wang Ruoxi's waist.

"But I only like beautiful artists like you, Sister Ruoxi! As for those arrogant and stubborn old men, forget it... What do you think, Sister Yu?"

Wang Ruoxi retreated quietly, somewhat helplessly, preventing Wu Xiqun from succeeding, and at the same time looked at Qin Huanyu.

"Of course I prefer beautiful female artists; in fact, beautiful women themselves are the best art!"

Qin Huanyu smiled and echoed, then asked Wu Xiqun curiously:

"But Your Highness, is it because you've suffered similar hardships that you have this thought?"

"That's right... Ahm!"

Wu Xi felt completely at ease. After putting on disposable oil-proof gloves, she grabbed a small duck leg and started gnawing on it, mumbling indistinctly as she ate:

"When I was little, I also studied art with a few teachers. At that time, I thought of skipping class in a similar way to Sister Yu... Relying on my extraordinary observation skills, which are inherited from the blood of a hero, I copied the teacher's movements to complete my homework. As a result, I received the same treatment as you today, Sister Yu, or even worse... To punish me for cheating, the teacher doubled my homework. How awful!"

"Because Your Highness's teachers and examiners are not entirely wrong. The highest realm of art is to infuse the work with spirit and energy, and even to enter the Tao through calligraphy and painting."

Wang Ruoxi held her head high with considerable pride:

"Actually, I held back in the calligraphy competition just now... Forgive my bluntness, but in an artistic contest, you guys alone can't make me go all out. But if you want to see, I can show you what true artistic excellence is in the painting competition later."

"Then I'll wait and see."

Qin Huanyu held up a half-full glass of juice, smiling sweetly: