I handed over the system in a hurry

"Are these porcelain sculptures also going to be used in the competition?" Bian Mingshan also noticed the difference in this batch of porcelain sculptures, which were more realistic and more imposing than the previous batch.

Sancho: "Yeah, let's take it to the competition too."

She was going to shock the jaws of those Chinese people with sticks and those with weak feet.

"What about the previous batch of porcelain sculptures?"

"The previous batch will just be exhibited." Since it is a competition, of course, the best works must be entered.

Stroking his beard, Butler Bian looked at Sancho proudly, "It seems that not only can you crush them, but you can also go down in history."

Based on his appreciation of ceramics for many years, the batch of porcelain sculptures fired by Sancho have fully met the standards of being remembered in history. Now these porcelain sculptures lack only the precipitation of time.

If preserved properly, hundreds of years later, future generations will marvel at the uncanny workmanship of today's porcelain sculptures just as they marveled at the ancient porcelains of the past.

"I will send someone to send your batch of porcelain sculptures to the Danqing Art Museum!" Bian Minghe said excitedly, "By the way, you can almost pack up and prepare to go to City B. The competition will be in five days. You can

Go ahead and prepare."

"Prepare?" Sancho didn't understand what he needed to prepare at all.

Hasn't she already prepared everything she should prepare? These porcelain sculptures on the table are her best preparation.

Bian Yunwei tapped Sancho's head: "Of course it's an external preparation. You're not just going to compete in this outfit, are you?"

Not to mention how grand you have to dress, at least you have to dress up formally and wear some jewelry or something.

Sancho suddenly realized that although she felt it was not necessary, she should dress more formally for such a big occasion, so as not to be criticized by others for her attire, which would disgrace the country of China.

All members of the Bian family were going to attend this competition, so Mrs. Bian and Mrs. Bian simply went to City B with Sancho in advance to purchase some equipment for Sancho in advance.

Shopping is not tiring, but the process of trying on clothes is very tiring. Sancho even feels that it is more tiring than firing ceramics for several days without sleep.

Fortunately, this hardship did not last for a few days. The day before the competition, she was finally allowed to move freely.

At this time, all exhibits and entries have been transported to the Danqing Art Museum, just like pieces of exquisite art being placed on display cabinets.

Sancho, as one of the organizers of the Bian family, has the right to enter and exit the Danqing Art Museum freely.

Looking at the various exhibits that brought together the world's top ceramic craftsmanship, Sancho was in awe.

Regardless of the attitude of the producer or his country behind these works towards China, the artistic value of these works itself is immeasurable, regardless of the attitude of their producers.

After the baptism of history, they will become highly representative cultural relics. Just stay there quietly and you will receive praise from the world.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Suddenly an elegant voice came from behind.

Sancho looked back and saw that it was Shang Yinian.

"I thought now would be Mr. Shang's busiest time." After all, the competition officially starts tomorrow.

This competition lasts for five days. There is no exhibition for the first three days and is broadcast live around the world. The last two days are for judging and the competition is also broadcast live around the world.

Both the exhibition and the competition are anonymous.

If the work is not signed, no one can tell the producer from the work, and the results of the competition are not based on the author, but on the work.

In other words, the judges need to select the top three and a number of excellence awards from the many exhibits in the entire exhibition hall. After the works are selected, the author of the work will be announced.

This ensures the fairness of the competition to the greatest extent.

"If I still need to be on the front line at this time, then my staff can be replaced by a new group of people." Shang Yinian said with a smile, his eyes focused on Sancho, and he did not want to leave for a moment.

When he sent her to the airport, he thought there would be many more opportunities for them to meet each other this year, but who knew that it would be this time that they would say goodbye and see each other again.

During this period, he went to Bian's house many times in the name of official business, but he could not see her. Every time he went, she was busy in the workshop.

And he had no reason and shouldn't bother her.

Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if this proved that he and her were not destined.

But he was unwilling to give up.

Who can tolerate the weeds on the roadside after seeing roses in full bloom?

"What Mr. Shang said makes sense. It seems that Mr. Shang's men are indeed full of talents." Sancho agreed, secretly sighing that he had underestimated the ability of Shang Yinian's men.

"Didn't you agree to call me by my name?" Shang Yinian frowned, expressing dissatisfaction with this title.

We had obviously agreed to call him by name before, but after a year of not seeing him, he had changed back to the same person.

"Ah?" Sancho looked at Shang Yinian with confusion. Just as he was thinking about when to finalize the deal, he was caught off guard and met Shang Yinian's burning eyes.

Sancho was not stupid. She had never eaten pork before and had always seen pigs running away, so she understood the admiration for Chicheng in Shang Yinian's eyes.

Sancho looked away in panic, feeling a little at a loss.

In two lifetimes, this was truly the first time she had encountered such a thing.

So should she leave quickly or leave quickly?

After a brief panic, Sancho calmed down, looked directly at Shang Yinian, and said firmly: "Let's call him Mr. Shang. This can better express my respect for Mr. Shang."

She remembered that there was indeed such a thing. When Shang Yinian sent her to the airport last year, Shang Yinian suddenly asked her to call him by his first name.

At that time, she didn't know that Shang Yinian had such thoughts. She thought that since the two parties cooperated with each other and the other party had already made this request, it would be okay for her to agree.

But it's different now.

She knew that Shang Yinian had different feelings for her, and she could not respond to such feelings.

Of course she could find an excuse to hide away. After all, the other party didn't say anything, so she could just pretend that she didn't know anything.

But she felt this was wrong.

If you can't give a response, you should refuse it in time. This is a kind of respect for yourself and the other party.

So she chose to face Shang Yinian and tell her answer.

Mr. Shang and Shang Yinian, she chose Mr. Shang.

After years of ups and downs in the shopping mall, how could Shang Yinian fail to understand the true meaning behind Sancho's words about Mr. Shang?

So he was rejected before he even confessed?

With a wry smile, Shang Yinian decided to find an answer for himself.

"Can I ask why?" Why reject him? Is it because he is not good enough, or does she already have a crush?

Sancho was stunned for a while. At first she didn't understand what Shang Yinian was asking why. After seeing Shang Yinian's slightly hurt eyes, she realized that the other party was asking her why she rejected him.

This puts Sancho in a bit of a dilemma.

Of course the reason for rejection is because I don't like it, but if I just say that I don't like it, wouldn't it be too disrespectful to Shang Yinian?

Finally, Sancho said as tactfully as possible: "Mr. Shang is not my type, and I have decided not to marry for the rest of my life, but to devote my life to the ceramic craftsmanship of China."