After exiting the system, Xia Ning felt a little strange inexplicably, but he couldn't say it.

I thought I was just the lucky one who caught up with the crossing, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"I don't know where the system came from and what is the purpose?"

Shaking his head helplessly, the reason for everything is estimated to be that he will be promoted to the highest level before he will know the truth of the matter.

A few days later.

The VR thriller experience hall in the food street has a new group of newcomers, and they are all new employees.

Almost all of them were full of enthusiasm, except for Wu Yeying, who had an ice cube face, she seemed to have this expression all the time, especially after seeing the two galloping that day, her expression was even more solidified.

It is also understandable, after all, young people nowadays have strange hobbies and interests.

"From today on, you will be the official employees of our experience hall, and I hope you can take this job seriously." Looking at those faces, Xia Ning seemed to see himself before he crossed over.

"Understood!" The four employees said in unison, except for Wu Yeying, who was still indifferent.

"The specific process has been taught to you before, if there is anything unexpected, find the two of them." Of course, they are Cao Ninglong and Wang Jiajun.

Wang Jiajun is okay, Cao Feizhai is very excited, from childhood to adulthood, he is still teaching for the first time.

"Then I'll leave it to you two, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." Xia Ning looked at the two dead friends and said, today is the day of the "City Painting Cup" competition, and he wants to take advantage of this wave to advertise the experience hall.

After all, there will not be few students present, and it would be a pity not to use this good opportunity.

"It's okay, you can go with confidence." Holding his head high, Lao Cao said proudly.

Shaking his head silently, Boss Xia left the experience hall with the entries in his hand.

"Brother Cao, what are you doing here, Boss Xia?" A young clerk named Lu Hang asked with some curiosity.

He saw Xia Ning mysteriously holding a boxy thing, and he didn't know what to do.

"......, isn't there a City Painting Cup competition in our university, he has entered the main competition." Cao Ninglong didn't want to talk about it, but when he saw a few guys staring at him, he also briefly explained.

"City Painting Cup?!Brother Cao, are you talking about the competition of the Academy of Fine Arts?" Another young man, Wang Feifei, thought that he had misheard, so he asked again.

Frowning, Cao Ninglong thought to himself, why don't these guys ask themselves about the experience hall? I always ask some if there are any.

"That's right! That's it! ”

At this time, Ziwang Feifei was not calm at all, he himself was a student of the Academy of Fine Arts of Longcheng University, but he was just Xia Ning's younger brother.

He has long been concerned about the "City Painting Cup", although he did not participate, but he still knows a lot about the situation of this competition.

Compared with the previous selection difficulty, this time it can be said that it is a notch, and those works that can enter the main competition in previous years are now difficult to pass.

And all this is because of the arrival of that man - Wang Hongliang.

This new judge is notoriously strict, and he can't rub a little sand in his eyes, so in this competition, there are very few people who can enter the main competition, and all of them are the top of the academy.

That's why he showed such a shocked expression after hearing that Xia Ning had entered the main competition.

"Boss Xia is a student of the Academy of Fine Arts?" In Wang Feifei's opinion, the people who can enter the main competition are all very good guys, and it is estimated that only the perverts with the top grades in the Academy of Fine Arts are possible.

"He's from the Chemical Academy, isn't it normal to draw a picture and enter the main competition?" Although Cao Ninglong is also from Longcheng University, he is almost completely ignorant of the competitions organized by other colleges, so he thinks that the "City Painting Cup" is just some kind of small competition.

"Chemical? Normal? Wang Feifei was completely stunned, and he felt that his cognition had suffered a heavy blow.

I was thinking in my heart, where is this Boss Xia sacred.

……

"Ahh Xia Ning, who was walking on the road, sneezed inexplicably, "Who is scolding me?" ”

The second time I entered the Academy of Fine Arts, I didn't have the panic of the first time, and this time I found the competition site very smoothly.

The eye-catching banner was hung high, the judges' tables and chairs were ready, and many students who had been preparing for a long time stood aside, their eyes crossed with anticipation and fear.

It can be seen that they are very confident, but they are afraid of overturning.

In addition to the contestants, there was also a wave of onlookers.

Most of them are from the Academy of Fine Arts, and for this competition, they can learn some lessons and experience, and at the same time, they also want to know who the first place winner will be.

"I'm so nervous, Ah He." Chen Chuhuan was holding the sketch she had created in her hand, she was very nervous at this time, and she was looking for comfort from her best friend.

"It's okay, it's okay, relax, we're all in the main competition, why are you nervous, I heard that many guys who usually have excellent grades haven't been able to enter the main competition this time." Touching the other party's hand, Wu Qinghe comforted.

Hearing this, Chen Chuhuan's heart was much better, but she was still a little worried that this competition was very important to her.

"Don't be nervous, look at the sky, or listen to the song, your painting has been prepared for so long, you will definitely win the award."

"Okay..."Although she knew that her best friend was coaxing herself, Chen Chuhuan still looked around obediently, and she also wanted to change her mood.

But at this look, she suddenly noticed a person.

The man cowered in the corner and looked at his phone, the entries being placed haphazardly on the ground, looking nonchalant.

"Is that him?" I have to say that a woman's memory is terrifying, and with just one glance, Chen Chuhuan recognized that the person in the corner was the author of the previous "Eye of Terror".

I remember that after looking at that painting, her mind was dizzy all the time, as if those eyes really came out of the painting, and it looked extremely weird.

But it is precisely because of this that the artist's painting is exquisite.

Thinking of this, Chen Chuhuan's mood was bad again, she suddenly felt that she might not be able to compare with him, but at the same time she had expectations for the latter's new work.

The previous painting, "Eyes of Terror", already had such a terrifying effect, and she wondered what the work of the main competition would look like.

At this time, a young and somewhat flamboyant guy walked in.

As soon as he entered, he instantly attracted all eyes.

Not for anything else, just because he is one of the least common geniuses in the Academy of Fine Arts.

Although he is not very old, it is difficult for others to find fault with him in terms of technique and painting, and it is for this reason that he is also the favorite to win the championship in the whole competition

He walked in slowly, enjoying the admiring gaze of others, and he liked the feeling very much.

But after looking at the people present, Wu Yong suddenly frowned, because he saw a slightly familiar figure.

Walking up to Xia Ning, he asked unceremoniously, "Why are you here?"