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Chapter 91 Ruin!  ¡¾4 more¡¿

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    ¡¾Fuck, I'm so stupid, so she also wrote this picture?  ¡¿

    [Then she still said that this word is rubbish?  Can not understand ah.  ¡¿

    [The previous one, you don¡¯t understand, I¡¯m a painting student at the Academy of Fine Arts, and every time I look back at my previous paintings, I feel like rubbish.  ¡¿

    [Me too, I can't bear to look straight at it, and I'm still thinking about how I can draw such an ugly picture.  ¡¿

    [Absolutely, I love this classmate, didn't you say that I didn't write this word?  Then I will say that you think good words are rubbish, and then write a picture of hitting you on the spot, does it hurt?  ¡¿

    ¡¾It hurts, it hurts, Lin Xi's face turns blue.  ¡¿

    Lin Xi became famous when she was young, and she is proud.

    He was a teacher early, and his teacher was a calligraphy master of Sheng Qingtang's generation.

    It was the first time that he was reprimanded by Sheng Qingtang like this, and was also said by many people.

    Just because of such a "cheating" together.

    Lin Xi is not a fool, he naturally thought of something.

    With a glance, he saw Zhong Zhiwan sitting under the stage.

    The eyes are extremely cold.

    Zhong Zhiwan hurriedly avoided Lin Xi's sight, his face became paler, and his body trembled.

    The Minister of Literature and Art noticed her inappropriateness, and asked with concern: "Zhiwan, are you alright?"

    Zhong Zhiwan forced a smile: "I'm fine."

    She pinched her palms and looked towards the stage.

    Sheng Qingtang has a very high status in the art world, and even Mr. Zhong couldn't invite him.

    How could someone like Ying Zijin know Sheng Qingtang?

    Also asked Sheng Qingtang to read the words for her?

    Are you kidding me.

    She has learned calligraphy for fourteen years, and in the eyes of calligraphers, she is only just getting started.

    Ying Zijin lived in Qingshui County since he was a child, and he can write such good characters without even a teacher.

    It is too unfair.

    Zhong Zhiwan let go of his hand, and then tightened his grip on the school uniform, restless.

    But she is the head of the student union, and she can't leave.

    I can only bite the bullet and stay here, enduring the jealousy in my heart, which is very tormenting.

    Wei Hou is no better than Zhong Zhiwan.

    Sheng Qingtang's series of questions caught him off guard, and there was no room for him to save him.

    Especially when he admitted in public that it was his words, once the evidence came out, it was a fatal blow.

    "Wei Hou, Wei Hou, I didn't expect you to steal the painting of classmate Ying." Sheng Qingtang was even angrier, "You even put your own seal on it, who do you think you are?"

    "I didn't steal this!" Wei Hou blushed and argued, "It was given to me by someone else."

    The barrage scolded Sheng Qingtang.

    [Submit it, you want it if someone else gives it to you, and you're the only one with shame?  ¡¿

    [Check this Wei Hou and his students, there are probably a lot of things.  ¡¿

    ¡¾By the way, where were those bragging about Weihou before?  Why did you come out without a face?  Wei Hou is no one, Wei Hou is a shameless piece of trash.  ¡¿

    ¡¾Is Wei Hou good at this female high school?  Did the keyboard man read the words written by others?  ¡¿

    "Get out!" Sheng Qingtang didn't want to hear another word from Wei Hou, "Don't disturb the city appearance here."

    Two staff members helped Wei Hou go down again.

    "Go ahead." Sheng Qingtang was still angry, "I'm going to eat a melon to calm the fire."

    The president of the Shanghai Art Association hurriedly said, "I'll take you to the resting place."

    As a result, after walking a few steps, Sheng Qingtang turned back angrily: "I took this calligraphy away, so don't even try to touch it."

    Everyone: ""

    They dare not touch it either.

    Ying Zijin yawned, turned around and stepped off the stage, and returned to his seat.

    Just as she sat down, when she raised her head, she saw Xiu Yu and the other younger brothers moving away in awe.

    ""

    Ying Zijin raised his brows slightly, and smiled softly, "Don't be afraid."

    "Scared, so scared." Xiu Yu wrapped her school uniform tightly, "Father Ying, you are so tough, I have to admire you."

    I have to say that this psychological quality is really strong.

    What's more, she suspected that Father Ying set up a trick specially, waiting for someone to get inside.

    Then Wei Hou got in.

    "So that word is also yours?" Jiang Ran turned his head, "How come it was in Wei Hou's hands?"

    Ying Zijin put on his baseball cap again, covering half of his face, only"Hurry up, hurry up." Sheng Qingtang hurried away impatiently, "I haven't finished eating this melon yet."

    The president of the Shanghai City Art Association is gone.

    **

    the other side.

    Several art masters and teachers of the art group are divided into several groups and are selecting awards in various categories.

    There is no need to look at the calligraphy group, even Sheng Qingtang praised the excellent characters, if the first prize is not given to Ying Zijin, who else can it be given to?

    "It's a pity." An art teacher picked up one of the calligraphy, "Zhong Zhiwan's writing is not bad, if there is no Ying Zijin this time, this prize must be hers."

    "How can this be compared?" Another art teacher said, "Zhong Zhiwan's character is indeed not bad, but it is only an entry-level level. It is far behind Lin Xi, let alone compared with Ying Zijin."

    Unexpectedly, Ying Zijin could write good calligraphy at such a young age.

    Even Sheng Qingtang was alarmed, he was indeed extremely talented.

    After a while, the leader of the art group pushed the door and came in.

    He first greeted several art masters politely, and then asked: "Is the list of winners out?"

    "It's out." Several teachers hesitated for a moment, "This is the list of winners this year, which is a bit special."

    "Why is it so special?" The art group leader took it over and started to look at the first one.

    His eyes suddenly froze.

    Calligraphy, first prize (1): Ying Zijin, Class 19, Senior Two

    Chinese painting, first prize (1): Ying Zijin, Class 19, Senior Two

    Printmaking, first prize (1): Ying Zijin, Class 19, Senior Two

    Oil painting, first prize (1 winner): Ying Zijin, Class 19, Grade 2 (remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com
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