Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Seeing that Ning Feibai's expression was not very good-looking, when Shen Boxing got off the car, he looked like a phoenix fighting for victory, walking with wind!

Major General Zuo saw Shen Boxing approaching.

Inexplicably, Major General Zuo asked, "What happy event did you encounter?"

Shen Boxing raised his hand to shake hands with him, still with a loose smile on his face, but said in his mouth, "It's okay, major general, let's go inside?"

"Come in, come in, you are waiting."

Shen Boxing and Zuo Jing entered the meeting room together to chat, while Shen Lu and others waited for Mr. Lan to come over.

"Shen Lu, how is your painting? I feel like I'm going to die this time." Rong Zhenru felt a bit bitter all over.

"Just handed in, what's the matter?" Shen Lu asked her.

"I stayed up for three days and nights to draw it. I haven't felt it all the time. I will definitely not be able to choose this painting."

Shen Lu patted her on the shoulder and comforted, "Mr. Lan will definitely give a convincing answer after reading it. Don't worry."

Rong Zhenru nodded his head, it was the only way to go now.

Mr. Lan came here with the political commissar.

Commissar Yang couldn't help laughing when he saw the crowd, "Everyone came together, sit down, there is no need to stand up."

"I'm not good at reading paintings. Everyone here must understand better than me." Commissar Yang said, "All the paintings you draw today are for you to look at together. Whoever draws well and who is slightly inferior can also clearly understand , everyone said, how is it?"

It's the best thing ever,

If it is not transparent, if someone is dissatisfied when it is selected to actually participate in the painting, there will undoubtedly be another trouble.

Everyone nodded, expressing their agreement with Commissar Yang's proposal.

Mr. Lan stood up and told everyone about the specific requirements of the choice.

"We selected four people from the works of the two groups this time, and two people in each group painted together. First, no matter how good the works are, we will not want them. Second, the same works are more delicate. First, and thirdly, after multiple works and we think it is acceptable, when we conduct three screenings, it is better to choose the theme."

"After the selection of everyone's works this time, no matter whether they are good or bad, they will be displayed in the memorial hall after the military celebration." Mr. Lan said slowly and unhurriedly.

Everyone expressed their understanding and nodded their heads one after another.

Then, everyone was brought into a well-lit room. The works submitted by Shen Lu and others had already been displayed and placed at the most suitable angle for viewing.

Shen Lu couldn't help becoming nervous when he saw the dazzling array of works.

Of course, this is just the tension created by the atmosphere, and has nothing to do with her self-confidence.

After a while, everyone dispersed to watch individually.

There is no name on the work. For the sake of fairness, Mr. Lan did not tell them the rules in advance, in order to make many people feel that the other people present are opponents. Now the only work that everyone can know is his own. As for other people's works Unless you have studied it specifically, you will not be able to tell whose work it is.

Mr. Lan and Political Commissar Yang stood together to look at those works. They also had their own considerations. The two talked while watching. They were far away, and they couldn't hear what they were talking about. Which four paintings did the husband fall in love with?

It wasn't until nearly an hour passed that they slowly came out of the room where everyone's paintings were placed.

"Now everyone has four votes in their hands, and each of the two groups votes for two. In the end, the paintings with the highest rate of votes will be selected as the painters for this military celebration." Political Commissar Yang stood in front of the crowd, "This The two paintings will be exhibited on global channels, I hope you can let go of your selfishness and put all your emotions on painting."

"I believe that everyone has their own considerations now. Now each of you has a pen and paper in front of you, and write down the order of your works that you think is the best."

Shen Lu looked at the note in front of him, hesitated for a while, and then wrote down the order of his works on the first note.

The military's thinking is simple.

Each group can vote for two votes. You can vote for yourself or for others.

But for another group, you have to think carefully about how to vote.

There are nearly 40 people in the two groups, and nearly [-] votes for each group. No matter how you vote, the best works of the two groups selected in the end will stand out.

So no matter whether you vote for yourself or not, when the works are selected, the gap will be huge.

After Shen Lu voted for herself, after pondering for a while, she voted for the best work in the same group.

Of course, in Shen Lu's eyes, her paintings are number one.

But it's not good to say it so directly, after all, other people are also very good.

Shen Lu carefully selected another group of two paintings, and then put his vote on the table, waiting to be collected.

Rong Zhenru on the side also finished voting, and she whispered to Shen Lu, "I voted for myself on both, so that my vote will not look so pitiful."

Shen Lu also said, "I voted for myself."

"Actually, I think several paintings are very good, but mine is really bad in comparison." Rong Zhenru sighed, with frustration written all over his face, "If I knew it was this kind of selection method, I would just look at it and compare it with others." Tell me which one of my works is it, and we can vote for each other."

When Shen Lu heard this, he just smiled and didn't answer.

After a while, everyone wrote down the serial numbers of the works they had selected, and each had four pieces of paper on their desks.

Someone collected the paper, and Commissar Yang and others began to sort out the votes, and finally selected a few paintings with an extremely high number of votes.

"In the 40s group, No. 50 and No. [-], the highest number of votes." Mr. Lan smiled a little more, and looked at two middle-aged people who seemed to be around [-] or [-] years old, "I saw your work When you can see it."

The two also laughed and said, "Teacher Lan, don't disturb us."

"The work is well drawn." Mr. Lan praised.

Next, Mr. Lan said, "In the modern oil painting category, there is No. 13, No. [-]."

Shen Lu raised his head carefully without any trace, and began to see who was excited to speak around.

But what I didn't expect was... everyone's expressions were managed to the extreme, and no one showed an expression of ecstasy.

Then should she calm down too?

Otherwise, it will appear out of place.

Shen Luduan sat there with an expression that didn't look like mine.

When Political Commissar Yang saw this, he couldn't help laughing, "You guys, monkey spirits, don't you want to admit your name without saying your name?"

"Isn't this a failure? We want to hear Mr. Lan say who No. 13 and NO.[-] are."

"That's right, Mr. Lan, don't be a fool, tell me who No. 13 and No. [-] are."

Rong Zhenru sighed, "Without me."

"I should talk to other people in private and let others vote for me more."

"Shen Lu, are you No. 13 or No. [-]?" Rong Zhenru asked her