Reborn Xueba, she is beautiful and sassy

This voice undoubtedly made Liu Chengcheng embarrassed. She looked over politely: "Old gentleman, if you don't agree, you shouldn't deny others."

"Bah..." The old man sneered and shook his head: "What do you know, a little girl? Apart from memorizing these character introductions, what else do you know? Do you really understand calligraphy? Do you understand art?"

After speaking, he pointed to the works on the wall: "This thing is nothing short of bullshit."

"Why do you, an old man, talk like this? We think this work is very good!"

"Very good? You don't dare to show your face. You only dare to sign with a bullshit pen name. How much achievement can you achieve! I have seen this kind of people too many times. They have never accomplished anything. If they are successful or not, they just change their names and continue to deceive. I bumped into him that day. With great luck, you think you have become a famous person! Ridiculous!"

The sound here was a bit loud, and many people came to watch from time to time. Everyone looked at the works on the wall and had different opinions. Some even recognized the old man who criticized the work.

"You are senior Wu Shengxing, right? The vice president of the Calligraphy Association?"

The old man turned around and looked away, his expression unkind: "Do you know me?"

"Is it really you?" The young man who said his name said with a bit of joy, "I am a reporter from the Times and I have interviewed you."

Wu Shengxing nodded: "That's right."

Hearing that he was the vice-president of the Calligraphy Association, everyone changed their minds about what he just said and re-examined the work in front of them: "Is this work really so worthless?"

Wu Shengxing sneered: "It's worthless! It's nothing compared to my apprentice's painting "Qianqiu"!"

Everyone looked at the Bronze Prize work aside. The calligraphy was really good, it was majestic, and it also showed the depression of the autumn wind. However, no matter how they looked at it, they felt that it lacked some soul compared to the reborn painting "Destiny".

"We are all laymen. Since the vice president of the Calligraphy Association said this is good, maybe it is true!" Some people began to waver.

"I think you should follow your heart. I just like this "Destiny" and I think the work of Rebirth is very good." Some people insist on their opinions.

Everyone was wavering for a while, but most of them gave in like the vice president of the professional calligraphy association.

The Times reporter couldn't help but ask: "Since everyone has objections to this gold medal, can we hesitate about the fairness of this competition?"

"That's right. Since everyone thinks that the gold medal is not as good as the bronze medal, you should be able to propose a re-examination of the competition results. After all, if such an authoritative organization as the Calligraphy Association commits fraud, it will be difficult to convince the public."

"Indeed, this is a competition organized by the Calligraphy Association after all. If it is unfair, who will trust the Calligraphy Association in the future?"

As the discussion became louder and louder, Wu Shengxing also evoked a smile.

He came today to clear his apprentice's name!

How could a kid who appeared out of nowhere steal the limelight from his apprentice? This silver medal is the work of a grown apprentice from the Calligraphy Association. He can't say anything, so it's not easy to bring down a nobody.

Seeing that the situation was beyond her control, Liu Chengcheng quickly called the director of the art museum.

Although the director is considered a celebrity in the circle, his status in the calligraphy world is definitely not as good as the vice president of the Calligraphy Association. He had to smile and smooth things over: "Our art museum is only responsible for the exhibition of this work. The specific results of the competition still need to be determined." The Calligraphy Association will make the decision, so why don’t we invite the organizer of this competition.”

He couldn't directly alert the president of the book association. After all, that person had more connections than Wu Shengxing, so he had to use the organizer as an excuse.

After hearing this, Wu Shengxing smiled disdainfully: "You can't solve anything even if you call Xiao Xing."

Although the organizer of this competition is the Calligraphy Association, the person in charge is Xing Yi, the Secretary-General of the Calligraphy Association. He is also one of Lai Jingcheng's apprentices and is somewhat famous in the calligraphy circle. He serves as the Secretary-General of the Calligraphy Association.

Although these students don't understand the things in this circle, they finally came out to show off. Now that there is still excitement to watch, they naturally want to stay and watch the fun. Hou Ye has always been democratic, so students naturally don't stop him if they want to see him.

Xia Tian felt bored and tugged on Hao Xin's sleeve: "Sister Xin, it's so boring. Let's go to the rest area to eat sandwiches."

Shang Siyi put a hand on his shoulder and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt to take a look."

Xia Tian turned his head and looked at Shang Siyi with some disbelief. Judging from his contact with Shang Siyi during this period, this guy is not a person who likes to watch the excitement, right?

Shang Siyi said to him: "No need to worry, it doesn't hurt to take a look."

Xia Tian suddenly realized that there must be something interesting inside, and nodded: "Let's take a look."

Hao Xin really wanted to leave, so he glanced coldly at Shang Siyi, then turned to look at Xia Tian: "Let's go eat a sandwich. What's there to see in this unfair exhibition?"

Xia Tian shook his head: "No, I suddenly found it quite interesting."

"Sure, you can see for yourselves. I'll find a place to sit." Hao Xin said as she was about to leave, but Shang Siyi grabbed her and said, "Don't leave, I have a feeling something interesting will happen."

Hao Xin glared, and Shang Siyi smiled even more proudly: "Believe me, otherwise you have something wrong with you."

Lin Xiao, who has always been a gossip, immediately came over and said, "What the hell? Is there a mole here?"

She only heard the second half of the sentence and did not hear the previous words. The words that were not going anywhere made Shang Siyi and Xia Tian laugh. Xia Tian smiled and said: "You will know it just by looking at it."

Shang Siyi was trying to make a mystery, but those who knew him knew that there must be a mystery behind it, and they wanted to stay and see what happened.

Shang Siyi grabbed Hao Xin and forced her to stay at the scene.

The director kicked the ball to Secretary-General Xing Yi. Xing Yi was just the Secretary-General and could not control the Vice-President. In the end, he had to ask his master for help.

So not long after Xing Yi arrived at the art museum, Lai Jingcheng followed him.

Wu Shengxing was not too nervous when he saw Xing Yi at first. When he criticized the rebirth of the champion, Xing Yi naturally disagreed, but he did not dare to offend Wu Shengxing directly. In the end, it made people think that his words were too ambiguous. This rebirth The work is increasingly untenable.

It wasn't until Lai Jingcheng arrived at the scene that everyone seemed to have found the backbone.

Lai Jingchen looked completely different in front of outsiders than in front of Hao Xin.

As soon as he arrived, everyone behaved a lot. Even Wu Shengxing restrained his "I am the biggest in the world" attitude just now.

Xing Yi even took the initiative to help him take off his down jacket and hold it in his hand: "Master, I'm sorry to trouble you, but I have to make this trip."

Lai Jingcheng gave Xing Yi a cold look, his eyes saying: It's useless! But he could see that he was looking at his own people.

When he turned to look at Wu Shengxing, he had another attitude. The attitude of a superior was obvious: "President Wu, since you are here, you should be able to take charge of the overall situation? Why can't you solve this problem?"

"President Lai, you are serious! I just expressed my personal opinion, but there are differences of opinion, and you, my precious disciple, can't come up with a strong argument to convince everyone, so that's why I bother you!"

"Hehehe, then it is considered a household matter? Then let's go back to the calligraphy association and talk about it."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lai, please wait."