The almighty daughter pretends to be weak and seeks a big boss to back her up.

Under Lan Xinnuo's strong request, Nan Yu reluctantly opened her eyes, glanced at the result notification on her phone, and said "oh" without saltiness.

Lan Xinnuo was very dissatisfied when she saw Nan Yu's calm attitude in sharp contrast to hers, "Nan Yu, this is the first place."

"This is a rare thing in our medical school and even the entire Imperial College. In art competitions like this, the highest ranking our Imperial College has ever received in the past was only third place, and it was from the Academy of Fine Arts. Our medical school has always been in second place. Ten away.”

"Nan Yu, you have made great achievements! Aren't you excited at all?"

Nan Yu was already very calm and replied helplessly, "I know!"

When everyone else heard what Lan Xinuo said, they quickly took out their mobile phones to check the announcements sent by the school.

Some people who found it too troublesome just looked at other people's phones. Even the male classmate who wanted to continue lying on the ground to sleep straightened up.

Then everyone looked at the result of the game in disbelief. One person held a mobile phone and said in disbelief: "Isn't the result of this game an error?"

Mao Nianzhen, who also saw the results, heard this and said: "How could it be wrong? This is an official notice from the school."

"Furthermore, if you look at the posters drawn by our college, this is not the first place. It is absolutely unjustifiable."

After everyone heard Mao Nianzhen's words, they thought of scrolling down to see the photos below of various colleges' blackboard newspapers.

Immediately afterwards, Mao Nianzhen saw the expressions on everyone's faces that she expected.

"Here I go, we deserve the first place in the college's blackboard newspaper!"

A girl looked at the photo and said, "Is this a blackboard newspaper? Why does it look so good?"

Some boys said, "This is so cool. It not only fits the military training theme, but it is also painted so beautifully!"

"Yes, this blackboard newspaper not only crushed all the entries this time, but also crushed the previous entries."

"Which master painted this? She finally allowed us to beat Nangong Academy in the art competition this time. She is a great contributor!"

"This is the first time I have seen such a high-end blackboard newspaper, and it can be painted like this."

Mao Nianzhen looked at the picture of the blackboard newspaper. A blackboard newspaper was divided into four pages. The first page was based on the playground where their military training took place, with a green lawn and a red runway. The red and green colors on the screen looked as if they were not painted with chalk. It doesn't look like it came out, but it was painted with paint.

Mao Nianzhen also studied painting. She knew that the person who drew this poster must be very good at painting and have a strong artistic instinct.

There are also three other pages, which promote the spirit of self-improvement, perseverance, tenacity, and bravery in military training.

Any page, taken out alone, can be used as a blackboard newspaper.

Several seemingly unrelated pages are put together, but they are not inconsistent at all.

On the contrary, it is more diverse than other single works.

Each painting has bright colors and has the classic characteristics of military training posters without losing its beauty.

Let a simple blackboard newspaper become more difficult and more advanced invisibly.

Mao Nianzhen couldn't help but ask Lan Xinnuo: "Xinnuo, who drew this blackboard newspaper of yours?"

Lan Xinnuo glanced at Nan Yu and said solemnly: "The four of us painted it together."

Mao Nianzhen nodded when he heard the words, and then looked at the blackboard carefully. The brushstrokes on it were obviously written by one person.

But then I thought about it, maybe she didn’t see it clearly on her phone.

Lan Xinuo glanced at Mao Nianzhen with some guilt. In fact, the blackboards were basically painted by Nan Yu. Even Yu Wenyin didn't draw a few strokes because Nan Yu was too demanding.

But she didn't want to lie. It was Nan Yu who asked her to say this, and he threatened her. If she said it, all three of them would lose their credits, so she must be taking the credits as a big deal.

She also knew that Nan Yu wanted all of them to get credits.

........

Lan Xinnuo looked at everyone's reaction. It was exactly the same as when the three of them saw the newly completed blackboard report, maybe even bigger than them.

A simple blackboard newspaper was drawn by Nan Yu to give it a high-end feel. They must be the champion!

Yu Wenyin said with a smile on her face: "It seems that we have to thank the person who ruined our blackboard newspaper, otherwise we will not be able to force Nan Yu to take action and win the championship!"

Lan Xinnuo and Qi Zhihui nodded subconsciously when they heard Yu Wenyin's words.

Halfway through clicking, Lan Xinnuo suddenly realized something was wrong, "Hey, Wen Yin, you can't say that."

"Although Nan Yu is good at painting, you are also very good at painting."

"That person deprived you of the opportunity to participate in the competition. It's really hateful!"

Yu Wenyin was a bit introverted at first. She knew how to draw, but she didn't dare to sign up. In the end, Nan Yu encouraged her. She just went there and was ruined by that man.

Yu Wenyin looked at the angry Lan Xinuo, "Oh, you were just kidding! After all, Nan Yu really led us to the first place."

Lan Xinnuo placed the water bottle in her hand heavily on the ground, "Don't let me know who the person who stumbled us before the game is, I won't make it easy for her."

Thinking of this, Lan Xinnuo became even more angry. They went to check the surveillance camera that day to see who did it.

As a result, I was told that the monitoring during that time period was broken!

Lan Xinnuo just wondered how it could be such a coincidence. The security system of Imperial College was famously good, so how could something go wrong for no reason?

But even if she had objections, there was no way to prove it, what if it was really bad.

Lan Xinuo looked at Nan Yu, "Nan Yu, who do you think did it?"

Nan Yu: “I don’t know.”

Qi Zhihui: "Xinnuo, do you have any suspicion?"

Lan Xinnuo heard this and whispered: "I think it might be Qian Zhuyue and the others. We have had issues with her recently."

"But I'm just guessing. After all, we don't have any evidence."

Qi Zhihui nodded, "That's right, then we can only suffer the loss of being dumb?"

As soon as Qi Zhihui finished speaking, two people from the Student Affairs Office suddenly came to them and said to Nan Yu who was standing aside: "Nan Yu, please come with us to the dean's office."

Nan Yu raised his head and looked at them after hearing this. Lan Xinnuo noticed something was wrong and felt that they came with bad intentions, so he asked, "Why do you want Nan Yu to go to the dean's office?"

One person spoke in a very bad tone, and looked at Nan Yu with great hostility in his eyes, "She hurt someone else's hand, and the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts has already come to charge our dean!"