There’s A Bug In Me

What's all the fuss about? Mr. Xu frowned.

However, he also knew that the young man was very reliable in his work and would not call him over for no reason. Elder Xu stood up, walked around the table, and came behind the young man.

The young man was concentrating on looking at the flattened oil painting. Mr. Xu followed the young man's line of sight, and his gaze suddenly froze.

This oil painting is just a simple city sunset scene, but it seems to have a magical power. When Xu Lao's eyes fell, he could no longer move away.

After a while, Xu Lao finally broke free. He took a deep breath, looked at the oil painting in front of him, his eyes were uncertain.

Mr. Xu said to the young man: Who sent this, find it quickly!

The young man was awakened again by Xu Lao's voice, and he hurriedly searched for information about the oil painting.

But after flipping through for a while, the young man said to Mr. Xu with a mournful face, Mr. Xu, this is an anonymous oil painting. The painter just sent the painting, and there is no other information!

Anonymous! Who said you can submit anonymously! Mr. Xu couldn't help being furious.

However, he was just speaking out of anger. Anonymous submission is just a gimmick. In fact, whether to submit anonymously or not makes no difference to the Art Association. People who choose to submit anonymously are all newcomers who do not have confidence in themselves.

There is no one who has real status and status, and the manuscripts submitted can enter the exhibition competition.

The reason is very simple. It is easy to say that anonymous submissions get good reviews, but if the reviews are not high, anonymous submissions lose their meaning.

It is impossible to stand up and slap the association in the face, let alone the question of whether the association will deliberately retaliate in the future, as long as the association stands up and says that the evaluation of anonymous paintings is fair enough, the value of anonymous contributors will naturally drop. Become a black spot that cannot be washed, and if you are not careful, you may capsize in the gutter and never get up again.

Therefore, anonymous submissions are unreliable, but the association has never thought of correcting it for the sake of publicity, and is not worried about any problems.

Until today, when he saw this oil painting submitted anonymously, Xu Lao didn't want to curse.

The courier company should keep information about the sender. I think I can check it from the courier company.

the youth suggested.

Mr. Xu, do you think this is a domestic master playing a joke on us? This painting is definitely not something that ordinary people can draw! It's amazing,

I just glanced at it and was attracted by the painting. I seemed to have entered into the painting and became a pedestrian in the painting. The dim sunlight fell on him, and he walked alone on the city road full of tall buildings, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness in his heart.

Then the young man couldn't help but said that after seeing this painting, he had to find someone to talk to.

I don't know, I have no impression of this person's style of painting. Mr. Xu shook his head.

Not only did he not have an impression, Mr. Xu even felt that none of the oil painting masters he knew could paint an ordinary sunset and sunset scene so magically that the whole painting seemed to come alive. Putting the painting in front of my eyes, it seems that there is a sunset shining on me.

Really... Hey, Mr. Xu, it seems that this painting has not been done for a long time, but it was really finished yesterday? The young man looked at Twilight in the City and said in surprise.

Let me see. Mr. Xu was also taken aback. Such a painting should not be drawn casually, and it seemed too coincidental to finish it before the deadline.

Mr. Xu lowered his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the paints. After a while, he couldn't help reaching out his hand in surprise to touch the paints lightly, and then he became shocked.

Mr. Xu, what's the matter? The young man couldn't help asking when he saw Mr. Xu's face.

This oil painting was indeed completed yesterday! Not only that, this painting was completed in just one day, no, it was completed in just one to two hours. The painter dried the paint with a powerful hair dryer, and then Express the painting to us!

Xu Lao said in shock.

Such a painting, even if it takes a month to complete, is amazing, and it can be painted in just one to two hours, which is unimaginable.

But Mr. Xu has rich experience. Judging from the color, hardness, and drying degree of the paint, he knows that the entire painting was completed in a short period of time, and there is almost no possibility of making a wrong judgment.

People can lie, but paint can't!

Old Xu, you, are you joking? the young man stammered.

Working in the Fine Arts Association, young people know exactly what this means.

Who is joking with you? You go to the courier company, find the person who delivered the courier, and now I have to hand over the picture to the person above.

Mr. Xu said angrily, he carefully rolled up Twilight of the City, put it into the painting tube, and walked towards the meeting room of the association with big strides.

In the meeting room, an important meeting is being held.

Then the ranking of this exhibition competition has been decided for the time being. When the selection really starts, you should greet the judges and discuss if you have different opinions. An old man in the middle of the conference table said to everyone in the conference room .

Understood, President Huang.

Everyone around nodded, and it was Huang Yongnian, the president of the Art Association who spoke.

The entries have already been decided, and a formal evaluation will be conducted soon, but before the official evaluation, the rankings of most of the works are secretly determined.

It's just a youth art exhibition, and the level of the participating painters is the same. Even if the level is good, but they are not famous enough, they still have the final say.

Of course, those who are strong enough can still win awards, but that is only a small part, and a larger part of the quota involves black box operations.

As for the transaction behind it, it is not known to ordinary people.

Then the meeting will end here, let's adjourn. President Huang announced.

Wait!

However, at this moment, Mr. Xu rushed into the conference room.

What's going on? The meeting is over, we'll talk about it tomorrow. President Huang said with a frown, feeling that Mr. Xu was getting more and more unruly because of his seniority.

It's very important! Just now a courier sent a submission for an exhibition competition. I think everyone must read it, otherwise I'm afraid there will be trouble! Xu Lao shook his head and put the painting tube on the wall. to the conference table.

Submission? If it's really good, don't you just give it an Excellence Award?

That's right, I really thought it was a big deal.

In the conference room, several people were a little unhappy when they heard the words.

They have always paid little attention to the solicited submissions. If there are really good submissions at this time, the association will choose to give an excellent award, and go further and give the third prize.

Mr. Xu, this is completely making a fuss over a molehill.

If you are under 30 years old and have not joined the Fine Arts Association, your level is limited no matter how good you are.

You guys... Mr. Xu shook his head, opened the painting tube by himself, took out the painting, and spread it out on the conference table.

Someone looked over, and after seeing it, they couldn't help being startled, and approached in two or three steps.

Their strangeness caused the rest of the people to look at it, and when they saw it, their faces changed drastically.

The atmosphere in the conference room changed drastically in an instant.

Old man Xu, where did this painting come from?

Huang Yongnian also looked at it. After a few glances, he couldn't help taking a breath and asked Mr. Xu.

I don't know yet, it was submitted anonymously. Mr. Xu shook his head.

Anonymous submission? Is this a master who wants to amuse us and amuse us?

Someone smiled wryly.

But the style of the painting is very strange, and no one can match it in my impression.

This artistic conception is simply amazing. I guess some master has made a breakthrough and wants to let this painting be exhibited through our hands.

Necessary? The Youth Exhibition cannot carry this painting!

President Huang, what should we do with this painting?

There were exclamations and discussions, and finally everyone looked at Huang Yongnian.

Now that the painting is in their hands, they must deal with it properly. Before it is determined who painted it, it is an anonymous entry, and the association must evaluate it.

And as long as this painting is exhibited, they must give it the first prize, the first prize!

The level of this painting has reached an impeccable level. If such a painting can't win the first place and has held several Huaxia Youth Art Exhibitions, its fairness will no longer exist.

But to give this painting the first place, all the previously decided rankings have changed.

There are too many things involved behind this change in ranking, and it is not up to them to decide.

The original ranking remains unchanged, and a special award is added to this painting, and at the same time, the media is informed that the Art Association has received an amazing anonymous entry.

Huang Yongnian thought for a while, then said.

When many people around heard it, they immediately felt that this idea was good.

From their point of view, this painting must have been drawn by some old guy, and it would be unreasonable not to give such a painting the first place.

But if a special award is added, the Art Association can joke that a certain master sent such an amazing work on a whim.

In this way, they have an excuse to put this painting in the special award, and others will not doubt their statement and practice after seeing this painting.

With the level of this painting, it would be too bullying to participate in the youth exhibition.

In the evening of that day, various art-related newspapers and media received the news from the Art Association.

Seeing Huang Yongnian's solution, Mr. Xu just shook his head slightly without making a sound.

In his view, these people are no longer engaged in art, but in profit and means.

They didn't notice the scariest part of this painting, and Mr. Xu didn't mean to point it out.

...

After applying for a membership card of the Yinhai Fitness Club, Chen Bing came to the club to exercise sooner or later in the next few days.

This time his body was too injured, so he temporarily stopped playing the homeland game.

It was already several years behind others, and Chen Bing didn't think about rushing to catch up with others. During this period of time, he was almost completely in the game. He just took advantage of this period to take a break and then play with all his strength.

After a few days, Chen Bing finally confirmed that An Yi, a beautiful coach, was really interested in him.

In the past few days, An Yi would come to him whenever she had anything to do. Occasionally, she would use the name of guidance to have physical contact with him, almost all of which were sensitive parts of women, so she almost told Chen Bing explicitly.

As a beautiful fitness trainer, An Yi's figure is nothing to say, wearing tights, shorts and a vest with slender legs is quite attractive.

However, Chen Bing could see that An Yi had a long-term plan to develop with him and let him be responsible, but he just wanted to take advantage of An Yi's body, and had no intention of living with her for the rest of his life.

So facing An Yi's hint, Chen Bing could only pretend that he hadn't seen it.

(The third update, the fourth update will be later)