All-Mighty Girl Gets Spoiled by A Bigshot

Members of the association looked at the pictures on the table and replied, "there are about 60 more."

Wu Chuang nodded, "OK, you continue to work."

Wu Chuang picked up an obsolete work and looked at it.

A few seconds later, he frowned slightly, put it back in place at will, picked up another one, and looked at more than ten works.

When he picked up another one, he gave a slight pause with his careless eyes, and soon his eyes were fixed on the painting.

His mood is surging.

It was the first time he had seen someone bring sadness to the extreme in his painting.

As soon as I opened it, I felt a strong smell of sadness coming from the pavement.

Especially in the picture in picture, the eyes drawn by the heroine above seem to gather all the sadness and regret in the world.

When the members of the association saw that Wu Chuang looked a little different, they came together and said, "Chairman, is there a problem?"

"Is this an obsolete painting?"

"HMM." he nodded. He was impressed with the painting. At the first glance, he threw it away. It's too monotonous. I don't think it's a good painting.

But seeing Wu Chuang's dignified face, he asked nervously, "Chairman, is there a problem?"

Wu Chuang handed him the painting. "You look good."

When the members of the association took over, they could not help but wonder what aspect of this slightly monotonous painting caught the chairman's eye?

He looked at it seriously.

A minute later, he was shocked and looked up. I'm sorry, "I'm sorry, Madam President, I'm out of my sight."

If Wu Chuang had not come today, the painting would have been eliminated and a painting genius would have been buried.

If you take this painting to the competition, you have a good chance of winning the prize.

Wu Chuang didn't blame it. Unless his painting attainments were high, he couldn't see its good at first sight. Even he took ten seconds to take it seriously.

He looked at the obsolete paintings and said, "look at them again. There's no need to hurry so as not to miss them."

The members of the association also had this plan. Wu chuangphen asked him at this meeting. He nodded, "OK."

Wu Chuang didn't leave the painting, so he took it back to his office.

He couldn't put it down. He looked at it carefully and liked it more and more.

Wu Chuang's eyes fell on his name, Sheng?

A name I've never heard of.

If it hadn't been for the green painting competition, he really doubted which master's painting it was.

This painting, in terms of skills and skills, can't pick anything wrong. The most important thing is the transmission of feelings in the painting. Looking at this painting, you feel a strong sense of sadness. At the same time, a small sunshine from the outside gives people a kind of hope.

This is the first time he has seen such a strong emotional communication ability.

Wu Chuang has an impulse to see this Sheng right away.

This kind of talent, he must win him into the association.

Wu Chuang's paintings are also famous all over the country. One can sell for tens of millions, but he has never been pretentious. He is also a talented person. No, seeing this painting, he wants to see Sheng.

Wu Chuang put down the painting and wrote on his notebook, Sheng's painting regret.

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At noon, Qin Sheng went out and didn't rest in the dormitory. When he came back, he just met Su Yixiu.

He walked fast and was sweating.

When he saw Qin Sheng, his footsteps paused, "Qin Sheng, Congratulations, you did very well in the exam this time."

Su Yixiu is a genius and hard-working. From small to large, as long as he takes the exam, he gets the first place. This is the first time he meets someone who exceeds him.

His heart is not unwilling.

He never thought that the first place could only be him.

Su Yixiu is really happy for Qin Sheng.