Li Shao's new wife

Listening, Feng Mian also gasped.

He was able to guess it so quickly and accurately.

Although he only said a few words, she already understood what he meant.

"That's right." She looked at him stubbornly with her dark and bright eyes, and there was a touch of hatred in her eyes, "Li Yanjue, this painting is my accusation against you."

This painting was done by her, the so-called Miss Charlotte, that was her too

She is the real Charlotte girl in reality.

They are very similar

Five years ago, she was Bai Xinyu who was as blank as a blank sheet of paper.

Because of childhood shadows and spiritual trauma, she never dared to open her heart to accept another person.

But the temptation Li Yanjue throws at her is like Adam's apple, luring her to fall step by step

She was pregnant with a child she shouldn't have, and she still wanted to be with him forever, believing that he could give herself and her child a bright future

But in the end, he ruthlessly abandoned her and she fell into the abyss

From now on, I understand that I shouldn't ask for things that don't belong to me, otherwise I will only suffer backlash

She is so thin, so powerless, she has no way to fight, and the only thing waiting for her in the end is a quiet "death"

Bai Xinyu is dead, and the only one who survives is Fengmian.

"I'm sorry." The man's eyes were bleak, and he only had a deep apology for her.

From this painting, he understood that her hopelessness after her dream was destroyed

He held her hand with more force, "There is no way to repeat the past, give me a chance to make up for you."

Hearing this, she only sneered disdainfully, "There's no need to make up for it."

"It's the current Fengmian who doesn't have enough things, so that Young Master Li can't help but feel sorry for me, so let me tell you clearly, there is no need for this at all."

Her unfeeling words made the man's heart ache, his face turned pale, and his grip on her hand gradually loosened.

Feng Mian broke away from his hand, stopped looking at him, and looked forward with a cold face

Shen Jiarong watched Feng Mian and Li Yanjue talking, and she didn't know what they were talking about, so she felt dark.

Li Yanjue didn't sit at the arranged seat, it's still vacant, so he just sat next to Feng Mian

Fengmian must have seduced him

She was so angry that she swore that after a while, she must bring Ye Siqi to show Feng Mian a little color, otherwise Feng Mian really couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

At this time, the host has announced that the final two selected works will compete for the gold award

The excellence of the girl in the flower and the girl Charlotte made the judges on the judging panel feel inseparable.

Shen Jiarong originally thought that according to the usual practice in previous years, after the intermission, the host invited the award presenter to directly announce the gold award.

But this year, it has become an exception.

The intermission was also teased, and the judges unanimously decided that it would take time to carefully review the two works before making a decision.

"Galaxy Awards, treat each work with an absolutely fair and rigorous attitude, and will never disappoint every contestant," the host smiled at the crowd and made a heavy promise.

Here, Shen Jiarong was sweating.

She can already clearly feel the impact of Miss Charlotte on her entry, and now she has a bad premonition

When the host announced the authors and invited them to the stage, she couldn't help but clenched her hands tightly, her nails deeply embedded in her palms

Ye Siqi was beside her, shook her hand, and gave her strength, "You are a senior, this is your advantage and confidence."

"Okay." Shen Jiarong also urged herself to stabilize her mind, inhaling and exhaling deeply.

And at this moment, she saw that Feng Mian, who was sitting in front of her, also stood up.

For a moment, she was shocked

And the two follow-spot lights on the scene have already hit the two of them separately.

Shen Jiarong looked at the bright light condensed on Fengmian's body, only felt his head swell, and his whole heart was lifted

how is this possible

That Charlotte girl was painted by Feng Mian, how could she be able to paint oil paintings

Five years, really changed a lot of things

She felt it was unbelievable, but she also had to face the fact. She gritted her teeth and stepped onto the stage amidst the high expectations.

The host first invites them to introduce their original intention of creation.

Shen Jiarong held the microphone and said gracefully, "This is my memory of my girlhood. As I get old, the light in my eyes gradually dims, but the light in my pen cannot be dimmed."

"I like flowers. I have liked them since I was a girl. The feeling of being surrounded by flowers is a sense of happiness. These can shine brightly, so I seized this inspiration and drew this work. I hope everyone I can like it."

After she finished speaking, she bowed deeply to everyone in the audience.

Her humble attitude caused the crowd below to applaud and agitate

And next, it was Fengmian's turn.

She smiled slightly and said, "Maybe it's for winning prizes. This is my most primitive motivation."

The host was slightly startled, thinking that this was too utilitarian.

Art is elegant, and shouldn't be associated with so much fame and fortune. For a while, she really didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Compared with the host's clumsy tricks, Feng Mian is more than capable, "I never think that art itself will have conflicts with winning awards. The motivation to win awards stimulates my passion to create. There is nothing wrong with that."

"Of course the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom. If you want to laugh, you can laugh at it, but I still won't change my statement. I painted this painting just to win an award. This is already the truth."

She didn't lie, her goal of participating in the Yinhe Awards this time was to win the award, just to overwhelm Shen Jiarong and make her feel uncomfortable.

If she didn't want to target Shen Jiarong, she didn't need to participate, let alone draw this painting.

Shen Jiarong stood beside her and listened, only sneering in her heart.

The judges on the judging panel here are all old artists. The philistine face that Fengmian presented is really ugly. These old artists must despise Fengmian from the bottom of their hearts.

It seems that there is no need for her to do anything specially, Feng Mian is looking for a dead end

As soon as these words came out, the ones who reacted quickly were the audience in the audience.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with what she said. Why did she come to the competition if she didn't want to win prizes? Who can say beautiful words? I also said that I am not interested in money. Is it true? She is just telling the truth. I don't mock her."

"This kind of truth-telling, although directly vulgar, is much better than acting and standing up. Many people just say no, but the kind of old lady who is very honest in body and actions wants to win awards. The kind that grows up and down is the one that disgusts me."