This wasted angel......

Isn't it that after the birthday party last night, I wanted to wake up and wake me up to play the game with you, but I fell asleep and couldn't play the game?

Why does it taste bad when you say it?

No, it should be why is it so spicy and simple, so stupid to say such a bad thing?

Cen Ying was now eager to take out a pineapple bag and plug the waste angel's mouth.

As he expected, after hearing what Jia Baili said, Jun Moxiao and Ye Qiu's faces suddenly became wonderful, and the eyes that looked at Cen Ying were full of admiration......

Worship a ghost!

Fortunately, Ra Fei and the others who were sitting in front didn't notice what Jia Baili said, otherwise Cen Ying thought that Ra Fei would definitely use his mind to "torture" his soul at this moment.

It's okay......

While a few people were chatting, the class bell rang.

The sound of high heels on the floor outside the classroom made everyone in the classroom gradually quiet, and they looked at the door and waited for the teacher to come in.

It's just that to everyone's surprise, it was not the teacher who came in, but the counselor Wu Qiuyun!

After she came in, she stood on the podium, looked around the classroom, and after visually measuring the number of people, she frowned, knocked on the podium with her whip, attracted everyone's attention, and said: "Very good, I haven't come so far, remember being late, and those who haven't arrived before I leave, remember being absent, and the class leader will give me the list of people who didn't come." ”

"Okay." Ye Qiu, the deputy squad leader, stood up and nodded helplessly.

As soon as it came, it was a "dismount", which suddenly silenced the classroom, and most of the people looked at Wu Qiuyun on the podium with blank eyes, waiting for her to speak.

A small number of students began to secretly take out their mobile phones and frantically send messages to their classmates who were sleeping lazily, asking them to come to class quickly.

On the stage, Wu Qiuyun didn't care about the small movements of those people, she supported the podium with both hands, and said, "I take up a little time here, and I have something to tell you." ”

"It's the students in our class who participated in the "National College Comic Contest", and the selection will start today, if anyone's work can be shortlisted, the teacher will have some rewards here, including some small privileges......"

Speaking of this, Wu Qiuyun seemed to look at Cen Ying meaningfully.

"Also, there are some things in the class, such as ......"

Wu Qiuyun did not talk endlessly, but briefly said important words. In just a few minutes, she stopped talking, glanced around the classroom, which had increased many people, and stepped out of the classroom with the sound of "stomping".

The teacher who had been waiting outside for a long time also walked in at the right time and held classes normally.

Of course, because of Wu Qiuyun's sudden attack and the news that the much-talked-about "National College Comic Contest" is about to start selection, the whole classroom is not calm.

In particular, students who submitted their entries to participate in this contest.

Cen Ying is one of them.

The reason why he was not calm was not because the "Five Centimeters per Second" he copied could not pass the school's selection and be shortlisted for the "National College Comic Contest", but because Wu Qiuyun said that he mentioned the "small privilege" in passing when he was shortlisted for the award.

At that time, the meaningful eyes seemed to remind him of something......

This made Cen Ying have no choice but to ...... Pay a little attention to the on-campus selection of the "National College Comic Contest".

He originally thought that this break had started or ended, and he didn't pay attention to it at all after submitting it.

However, at that time, it coincided with the end of Zhu Xian's new book, which also made Cen Ying have no time to pay attention to this side of the matter for the time being.

It was only now that he remembered it after being reminded by the counselor.

felt that if he didn't pay attention to anything, he was too sorry for the trouble he took to move the comics, so Cen Ying took out his mobile phone and went online to pay attention to the details of the selection of the National College Comics Competition-Huaxia Academy of Arts.

In the end, the organizer contacted various provinces and important cities to select a "representative" and make a "sub-division" to select the submissions of the universities included in the competition area at the same time, which can make the competition easier and more efficient.

As an important city, a city is a competition area, and the selection party is, of course, the Huaxia Academy of Arts, which won the championship for a second time.

If you want to start the selection today, in fact, it will take a little time to wait for the results to come out.

Before yesterday, the judges could not view the works of the contestants, and only today can they be selected, and it is a synchronous selection online.

That is to say, their evaluation of each work will be synchronized to the official website of the competition in real time, so that netizens who follow this competition can also judge the judges and works.

Of course, when it comes to judging, it is actually only equivalent to whether the judges' "comments" can attract netizens to click into the work, and few people criticize the judges' comments.

After all, these judges will not have nothing to do to hack a work.

In case their malicious smeared works just hit the relay point of most netizens, then they can only wait for their reputation to be ruined.

Similarly, there is a lot of room for maneuver in this selection method, and in order to "make a profit", the organizer generally takes a blind eye to the possible transactions.

At this time, in the office of Huaxia Academy of Arts for the selection of the "National College Comic Contest", the five judges could not wait to sit down, waiting for the staff to send the manuscript over.

Of course, they are like this for a reason.

In this thick list of submissions, there is a contestant's manuscript that is the reason why they are vying to come here to select the contest manuscript.

This contestant is a talented cartoonist who has just risen in the past two years, and although she has few comics under her name, each of her new works is enough to attract the attention of the industry.

Her fans are even known as tens of millions! Comparable to a big star!

Of course, the judges of the comic contest will not choose those stubborn old antiques who don't understand comics, but only know art painting.

The five judges present are all middle-aged people who like to read comics, and they are looking forward to the first book they have "drawn" the work of that genius cartoonist.

"I think I'm very lucky today, and I can definitely get Mr. Su Xian's manuscript first." A middle-aged uncle who washed his hands cleanly said with confidence.

"Haha? Is it? Maybe you don't know, we deliberately lost to you in mahjong last night. Another uncle laughed.

"Speaking of which...... the only female judge here, a young woman with gold-rimmed glasses, held her glasses and said, "Why did Teacher Su Xian come to participate in this little competition?" This seems to be a bit of a bully. ”

"Oh, it's okay, the people above have already said that Teacher Su Xian's work, if it is not too bad, will definitely give her fans a satisfactory answer, and at the same time, a plan has been made for bullying, so that Teacher Su Xian's work will not affect the competition of other contestants."

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Today, April 20th. Happy birthday, Xiaojia!