The wealthy counterattack the mercenary queen and blow up the world

Just today, schools are submitting their entries to provincial arts associations.

This time the paintings will be kept by the Art Association, and tomorrow the master of Chinese painting will authoritatively comment on each painting.

Then choose the first, second and third prizes.

Before today, there were not many students participating in the competition. One reason is that the number of people learning traditional Chinese painting has been decreasing in recent years.

The second is that some students who can draw Chinese paintings feel that there is no need to waste time on such things.

You should have fun during college, or you are preparing for entering the society.

So this time, the total number of participating students is only more than 30 people.

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Xiang Ling had already learned that this time his master Zheng Songzhu and his senior brother would come, and the senior brother would be the judge of this competition.

With these two layers of relationship, Xiang Ling went to the Art Association to talk to his brother about the old days, and to find out what he said.

With her master and senior brother around, it should be a very simple matter for her to win the top three!

Furthermore, Xiang Ling's level of Chinese painting is really not bad!

When Xiang Ling came, he had already called his brother.

Seeing her coming at the gate of the Art Association, the senior brother waved to her:

"Sister-in-law."

Xiang Ling walked over quickly, followed her senior brother and walked in unimpeded all the way.

Although there are not many entries.

But it is not an easy task to tidy up, save, avoid moisture or deinking and other complicated tasks.

The staff of several art associations are extremely busy.

They looked up at Xiang Ling, a stranger, and saw that she was standing next to Judge Zhang, so they lowered their heads and continued with their work.

"Junior Sister, everyone is busy, do you want to come and help?

"You have been with Master for so long, you should know how to maintain these competition works!"

Although Xiang Ling's senior brother, Judge Zhang's voice was not loud.

But in the quiet office everyone can hear clearly.

This girl who looks like a student is actually a disciple of the famous Zheng Songzhu! ?

At such a young age, it seems that the talent should be very good, so he will be accepted as an apprentice by a master like Zheng Songzhu who is so high-spirited!

The staff members were quite surprised, and there was less indifference in the eyes looking at Xiang Ling, and more kindness and envy to flatter.

"Brother, don't underestimate me.

"Besides, it is my honor to be able to help!"

Xiang Ling smiled like a flower, and offered to help.

In the process of helping, she flipped through some works at random, and when she saw those works, she felt extremely disdainful in her heart.

Tsk tsk, what is this painting about?

This painting is so bad, can it still be used in the competition?

Tsk tsk, sure enough, there are not many paintings that can stand out in the provincial competition!

Xiang Ling couldn't help but be complacent, this time he is definitely the first!

Compared with the traditional Chinese paintings of these people, the traditional Chinese paintings I painted are vivid.

But these people's paintings are worse than rubbish!I can't even see what was drawn!

While commenting, Xiang Ling went looking for Ye Jiu's painting.

Come to think of it, these people have learned some Chinese painting anyway, and people like Ye Jiu are probably not as good as these rubbish!

It's just a fighter in the trash!

thought here.

Xiang Ling swears that she will make fun of Ye Jiu tomorrow.

Xiang Ling turned faster and faster, and the more he turned, the confidence in his heart reached its peak.

until--

She saw a shocking work, and just looking at it made her forget to breathe.

The whole person is like a wooden stake, frozen in place!