"I only accept written interviews, not camera shots, if you can accept it, you can have a good chat after the Tiangong Award is over. Sun Xiaobao doesn't want to be the focus of attention, he doesn't want to do things that show his face, but he wants to do things that inherit Chinese civilization.

"Okay, I promise you!" Liang Tian agreed, she knew that some people who were engaged in literature and art had different personalities from ordinary people, but she didn't expect Sun Xiaobao to be so low-key at such a young age, and if he was someone else, he would have wanted to be on TV for a long time, right?

"Let's talk another day!" Sun Xiaobao smiled, and then left the museum with Kong Sheng.

"Brother Sun, are you really confident of winning the Tiangong Award?" Kong Sheng looked at him with curiosity, he really didn't know where Sun Xiaobao had this kind of confidence.

Sun Xiaobao smiled slightly: "If there is no conflict with Zhao Chengbin, my chances of winning the Tiangong Award should be small, but now I can be sure that the Tiangong Award belongs to me 100%!"

Kong Sheng shook his head disapprenously: "Zhao Chengbin is a person who will be retribution, you slapped him in the face in public, and used that Qingyu Wang Ba to insinuate him, I guess he will definitely not let you go, and the Tiangong Award will not belong to you." ”

"We'll see!"

The boy was holding a cigarette and looked like he was winning.

Kong Sheng smiled and didn't say anything, but he wanted to say in his heart that if the Tiangong Award can be awarded to you, Lao Tzu will cut off his head and give you a night pot. Of course, in his opinion, it doesn't matter whether the Tiangong Award will be awarded to Sun Xiaobao, the important thing is that his carving skills have conquered everyone, even if the Tiangong Award is not awarded to him, he has a master-level level, but the price of the carved works is not up to the master-level.

------

"Master, that Sun Xiaobao is too hateful, although his carving skills are not weak, but his character is too poor, and he is too arrogant, this kind of person must be severely punished. In a lounge, Yang Wei said to Zhao Chengbin with an indignant face. He was in a bad mood, because many people said that Sun Xiaobao's Eight Horses was expected to be selected for this year's Tiangong Award, which he categorically could not accept.

"And then?" Zhao Chengbin looked at him expressionlessly.

Yang Wei said: "You must not let him win the Tiangong Award, if this is the case, others must think that the master is afraid of him, he has slapped your old man in the face, we can't act as if nothing happened, right?"

"Do you think I can swallow that bad breath?" Zhao Chengbin suddenly stood up: "If you hadn't been arrested by the local police station if you hadn't fought with others because you went to a nightclub to have fun? Would you have been replaced by him? If not, would Lao Tzu have been slapped in the face in public?"

Yang Wei lowered his head: "Master, I know that this incident started because of me, even if you beat me and scold me, I have nothing to say, but you must not let Sun Xiaobao win the Tiangong Award! After all, you are one of the seven judges, and you have a veto power, plus the voting is in an anonymous form, even if you vote for other people's works, others don't know that it's you, right?"

Zhao Chengbin forced a smile: "I'm embarrassed today, right?"

"Uh... Somewhat. Yang Wei didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that the master would be angry and beat him.

Zhao Chengbin's face was gloomy: "Lao Tzu's reputation is discredited today, if the voting link votes for his works, what do you think I will do? Others will definitely scold me for using power for personal gain, and then my reputation will really be over, so I have to vote for Sun Xiaobao, even if I have all kinds of unpleasantness before, I have to vote for him, so that others will definitely regard Lao Tzu as an open-minded person, and Rao is all kinds of unpleasant things before can also be exposed, understand?"

Zhao Chengbin doesn't want to vote for Sun Xiaobao, but he is now in the realm of riding a tiger, and he must vote, otherwise he will really be finished.

Yang Wei was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "What if, I mean, what if someone else doesn't vote for Sun Xiaobao?"

The corners of Zhao Chengbin's mouth twitched, and then he sighed: "If others don't vote, then this pot Lao Tzu will carry it for others, and others must think that I voted against it, so... I have to find the other six people, and I have to get them to vote for Sun Xiaobao!"

"This is too hard, isn't it?" Yang Wei had a depressed expression on his face, obviously not expecting things to develop to this point.

"Isn't it all your fault? If it weren't for the fact that you made a fuss about the matter, what would I do even if I voted against it?" Zhao Chengbin glared at him fiercely, his heart was extremely depressed, he had lived for most of his life, and he was actually submissive by a junior, this is really aggrieved!

Three days later.

The Tiangong Award ceremony officially began, and a total of more than 30,000 people participated in the Tiangong Award in these three days, all of whom had a strong interest in Sun Xiaobao's Eight Horses, and that work became the work with the best chance of winning the Tiangong Award.

At the same time, the name Sun Xiaobao also makes many people remember it, after all, the name of the candidate for the Tiangong Award will be well-known to the public, not to mention that Sun Xiaobao is still an eighteen-year-old young man. At the age of eighteen, he has this exquisite skill, and in time he will surely become the leading master carver in China.

The Tiangong Award Ceremony gathered too many people, and everyone wanted to know the final result, after all, Sun Xiaobao had offended Zhao Chengbin before, and no one knew if he could win the supreme honor of the Tiangong Award. If Zhao Chengbin secretly used the means, then Sun Xiaobao would definitely not be able to win the Tiangong Award.

At the award ceremony, Sun Xiaobao sat leisurely in the audience, and the host talked eloquently on the stage and presented several other outstanding awards. After awarding those awards, the host said with a smile: "The next thing is who will be the Tiangong Award that everyone is most concerned about, after all, this is the highest gold award in the carving industry, and it is also a lifetime achievement award.

When the words fell, there were bursts of applause at the scene, and Hao Yinghua walked on the stage with a smile: "In fact, there is no need to say too much, who can win the Tiangong Award, everyone has a scale in their hearts, after all, that work is ingenious, natural, and it is a rare heirloom in today's carving industry, even if it is more than ten years or even decades, no one may be able to surpass that work." ”

Hearing this, many people showed surprise, could it be that the Tiangong Award was really going to fall on Sun Xiaobao, when did Zhao Chengbin become so generous? Has he forgotten the contradiction between the two?

Just before everyone could react, Hao Yinghua's voice rang out: "Next, I announce that the winner of this Tiangong Award is the Eight Horses carved by Sun Xiaobao, and his works have been highly recognized by our seven judges, and it is well deserved to win the Tiangong Award." ”

Knowing this, many people were a little surprised, no one expected Zhao Chengbin to be so generous, but when people thought of the contradiction between him and Sun Xiaobao, many people almost didn't laugh out loud, even if Zhao Chengbin didn't like Sun Xiaobao, he had to vote for him this time!

Otherwise, his reputation will definitely plummet, and the only way to save face is to vote for Sun Xiaobao!