Chapter eight hundred and eighty fifth talk about the truth
The art exhibition that Jiang Xue had just entered was surrounded by a group of media.
In addition to asking Jiang Xue why she held the art exhibition, she also interviewed her and invited Shi Mingzi, a famous painter in Haizhou.
While a group of people were talking, Shi Mingzi also walked in surrounded by everyone.
Shi Mingzi was wearing a white long gown, looking very fairy-like. Although she was over fifty years old, she still looked very young.
The moment Jiang Xue saw Shi Mingzi, she frowned slightly.
However, this emotional change also took place in an instant and was not discovered by others.
Shi Mingzi waved to Jiang Xue as usual.
"I am looking forward to the exhibition of these works today. To be honest, my niece's paintings also participated in this competition. I really want to see my niece's paintings."
Hearing Shi Mingzi's words, the surrounding media immediately found the highlight.
"I don't know when Mr. Akiko's niece's paintings participated in the competition, where they were exhibited, and when did he arrive? We are looking forward to it."
"I believe Mr. Shi Aiko's niece has been influenced a lot. Will the champion this time belong to Mr. Shi Aiko's niece?"
"I heard that Mr. Akiko's niece has had a very talented talent in painting since she was a child. She has won the title of Top Ten Little Painters when she was young."
The rainbow farts of the media made Shi Mingzi a little excited.
"My niece Shi Xinlan has loved painting since she was a child, so I will naturally train her more, but whether she can win the award this time depends on the meaning of the mid-level judge."
Jiang Xue, who was listening to Shi Mingzi's speech on the side, frowned.
She is very familiar with the name Shi Xinlan.
Yesterday she told Wang Chen that the author of the work she liked very much was Shi Xinlan.
However, Jiang Xue did not expect that Shi Xinlan was Shi Mingzi's niece.
Just as Shi Akiko and the media were vain and slandering each other, all the contestants entered the field.
Although this art exhibition is called an art exhibition, the author still needs to wait in the backstage with his own works. In a while, they will come on stage to introduce their painting concepts, and then the judges will give them a score.
Originally, Jiang Xue wanted to let Wang Chen participate in this score, but she was rejected.
At this moment, Wang Chen was walking slowly in the venue.
Anyway, it was still early before the game started, so he could take advantage of this time to see the works around him.
This time, not only are there works by contestants, but also by many artists who have already exhibited. Jiang Xue can be said to have done her best to do this event.
Just as Wang Chen was watching the paintings on the wall, he suddenly heard the voices of two people.
One of the more sharp voices was saying arrogantly: "I really didn't expect that you dare to participate in the competition at the same level as you are in the painting. Are you not afraid of embarrassing our school?"
After hearing this, Wang Chen frowned and suddenly lost his favor for the owner of the voice.
Originally, Wang Chen didn't plan to pay attention to such a thing, but just as he was about to leave, he heard another voice questioning.
"If my painting level cannot participate in the competition, how can the painting you have in your hand reach the final?"
"I just wanted to see my work. I didn't expect that I would be so insulted by you. Believe it or not, I will expose you now and say that your work was stolen!"
Wang Chen suddenly became interested, and he quietly walked to a pillar.
I happened to see the two girls.
The girl who had a sharp voice just now was wearing a expensive dress and looked like she was a contestant today.
Another girl was wearing a simple dress and there was nothing particularly eye-catching. However, Wang Chen noticed that the girl's hand seemed to be injured, and blood was flowing drippingly at this moment.
"I think you dare! If you make this happen, I will make your family have no job again! Your family and young people need to have dinner at our house. What's wrong with me taking a picture of you? Besides, with your appearance, no matter how good you paint, no one will notice it."
"Shi Xinlan, don't go too far!"
Wang Chen looked at the other girl clenched her fists, and seemed to feel no pain at all.
"I never thought I had gone too far. Our family has given you a way out. Why do you still have to follow this matter? Liu Yan."
Shi Xinlan showed a sarcastic smile: "I remember what I told you just now, you have no way to participate in this game with your current ability."
"Who said I didn't! I've used another piece to participate in this competition!"
When Shi Xinlan heard Liu Yan's words, she was stunned for a moment.
Then Shi Xinlan showed a very angry expression, and she reached out and pushed Liu Yan.
"I have burned all the paintings you have drawn. You dare to draw a work to attract everyone's attention. You are not afraid that I will destroy your hands!"
Liu Yan's original expression was very dull, and he only smiled when he heard Shi Xinlan's words.
"How could you bear to destroy my hands? If you don't have my hands, where did your honor come from childhood to adulthood?"
Wang Chen originally thought that this little girl should be very timid, but he did not expect that Liu Yan would even mock others.
But it’s strange that they can already mock people, why are they still plagiarized?
Wang Chen didn't know which plagiarism was made by these two people, but the conversation between these two people had already aroused his interest.
Wang Chen, who wanted to know this question, slowly walked out of his hiding place...
Liu Yan was the first to discover Wang Chen, but she said nothing.
Instead, Shi Xinlan, who was discovered later, looked at Wang Chen and screamed.
"When did you appear here? How much did you hear?" Shi Xinlan's expression was a little frightened at first, but afterwards, she had completely changed into another appearance: "No matter what you heard, it's best to forget this thing and then pretend that nothing happened to leave!"
Looking at Shi Xinlan's expression, Wang Chen suddenly became interested in teasing him.
Since he doesn't want to let himself know, then he just pretends not to know.
Wang Chen spread his hands: "I'm just passing by, I didn't hear anything."
Hearing Wang Chen's words, Shi Xinlan nodded with satisfaction.
"You know your identity, or you can wait and see!"
When Wang Chen turned around and left, he noticed Liu Yan's eyes.
Liu Yan's eyes were filled with sadness, maybe she had already given up.
When Wang Chen took the last step, he heard Shi Xinlan mocking Liu Yan behind him.
"You see, people nowadays don't pay attention to these things at all. They only pay attention to their own interests, just like those whom I paint."
Chapter completed!