"Greasy?" Wang Hongliang shook his head and stood up, glancing at the audience: "Classmate Xia Ning, please come up again." ”

Well?

Boss Xia, who was shouted his name, raised his head blankly: "Call me?" ”

Wang Hongliang nodded.

Great, I was thinking about what excuse to go on stage, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come to the door.

With the sketch in hand, he hurried to the stage.

"Teacher, are you asking me to continue to talk about my opinion?" Xia Ning said with joy in his heart.

The facial muscles twitched, and Wang Hongliang was a little speechless.

This kid is good anywhere, why do you always want to advertise your store?

"No, it's for you to show the sketches to the other students." With the expression on his face still the same, Wang Hongliang pointed to the indignant students below and said.

Okay, I thought I had a chance.

That's it.

Sighing slightly, Boss Xia reluctantly displayed the sketch in front of the camera, and the true face of the work was also reflected in everyone's eyes at a glance.

In the next second, everyone was stunned, including Wu Yong, who felt that he should be the first.

Oh my God, what is this?

Blinking, he thought he was wrong, but the truth told him.

Everything is true.

on drawing paper,

Powerful ghosts are rampant, and Huangquan is not stopped.

The depressive dark yellow background sets an eerie tone for the whole painting.

The hideous faces jumped vividly on the paper, as if they would come to life in the next second.

The bull head and horse face dragged the souls of injustice, and the black and white impermanence whipped the ferocious.

The charred paper ashes are flying, and the eerie ghost fire is drifting.

Compared to the last "Eyes of Terror", this painting feels even more unpredictable.

The ghosts and spirits were as if they were real, and they were wantonly displayed on the paper, and their eyes were full of desire to kill.

After staring at it for less than half a minute, many students felt their hearts shrink slightly, as if they were being held by the sharp claws of the ghost in the painting.

There are even some people with relatively weak willpower who were directly frightened to the ground, their faces were pale, as if they had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Now you don't have a problem." looked at the originally arrogant students very calmly, and was severely frustrated, but Wang Hongliang felt a sense of relief.

These guys must have a long experience and suffer losses, otherwise they will never know that there are people outside the sky!

Everyone was silent, and even Wu Yong, who was still a little aggressive before, swallowed what he was going to say alive.

There is a difference that does not need to be argued at all, it can be seen at a glance.

Just like him and Xia Ning now.

Looking at the people who had been convinced, Xia Ning's eyes rolled slightly, and his mouth began to be idle again: "Students, don't be discouraged, in fact, my works are really average, low-level." ”

"If you want to get some advice on painting, you can come to me in our experience hall, I must know everything, but in addition, you can also relax by experiencing it, which will help you find inspiration."

Everyone was speechless, do you call this low-level?

So what are we?

After listening to this, Wang Hongliang couldn't help but stroke his forehead, thinking that this guy really couldn't leave the experience hall in three sentences.

"Come down! I don't know if it's a shame! ”

Hearing the rather stern voice, Boss Xia didn't dare to make another attempt, but his eyes were still frantically hinting at others.

As if to say, trust me, take you off!

At this point, everyone's suspicion finally ended.

The host continued to read the list of winners, but the rest of the book was basically well understood.

The person in second place is Wu Yong, there is no doubt about it, and people are really there.

The third place person was a little unexpected, it turned out to be Chen Chuhuan.

But everyone can understand, after all, there is no problem with the idea of people's works and paintings.

At this point, the competition of the "City Painting Cup" is over.

Out of the venue, Chen Chuhuan hugged her best friend tightly: "Qinghe, I succeeded, I got the third!" ”

I thought I wouldn't be able to get the ranking, but I took over the creation and made people, and I actually won a third place.

Don't look at the third place, its gold content is not small, and in the future, on the road to job hunting, it can be said that it has inlaid gold edges for itself.

"I knew you must be able to, you still don't believe me, invite me to dinner tonight!" Wu Qinghe was also happy for the other party, and worked hard to persevere, and finally got a reward.

"Absolutely, you can eat whatever you want." Smiling and squinting, Chen Chuhuan showed two little tiger teeth, looking quite smart.

"That's what you said, don't be repaid when the time comes!"

Compared with the happy scene here, Wu Yong's side can be described as gloomy and deadly silence.

For the average student, second place is already very good.

For him, however, it was a symbol of shame.

From childhood to adulthood, he has not been less than the first.

This defeat made him feel a sense of frustration that he had never felt before.

But in addition to frustration, he was not convinced.

"Brother Wu, don't be discouraged, you were just careless this time, and the future will be yours after all."

"Yes, the one surnamed Xia is just lucky, don't care."

The wine and meat friends who came together tried to persuade them.

But this is useless to the arrogant Wu Ji.

At this moment, he was thinking about how to defeat Xia Ning, and only in this way could he find the feeling that belonged to him.

"Did he just say something about the experience hall?" Wu Yong squinted at a friend and asked.

"Yes, it seems to be called a VR horror experience hall, and I don't know what it does." The companion replied after a moment's thought.

"Very good, then this weekend, let's go to his experience hall to have a look and see if it's really as he said."

......

Holding the sketch, Xia Ning walked unhurriedly in the direction of the experience hall.

When I was halfway there, I suddenly heard a faint moan, very weak.

Looking around suspiciously, he noticed that next to the garbage can, there seemed to be a girl huddled up, about six or seven years old.

His face was pale, and the whole person was trembling.

Without the slightest hesitation, Boss Xia directly picked up the girl and went to the nearest hospital.

After some examination, it was found out that the girl was caused by excessive hunger and fever.

After prescribing a few boxes of medicine, Xia Ning carried the little girl back to the experience hall.

The reason why he did this was because before the crossing, he had also experienced days of not having enough to eat.

Now that I have met it, how much can I help.

Looking at Xia Ning, who was carrying a child on his back, Cao Fei's house, who was patrolling, was full of question marks: "I said Lao Xia, are you crazy?" Do you want to be shot or indefinitely? ”

Glancing at him, Xia Ning carried the little girl upstairs on his own back, carefully placed it on the bed, and then covered it with a futon.

"I said Lao Xia likes this type? It's terrifying, isn't it? In front of Wang Jiajun, who saw the data, Cao Ninglong said with a solemn face.

"How do you know if it's his own?" Keeping his eyes fixed on the computer screen, Wang Jiajun said without looking back.

Hearing this, Lao Cao's mouth opened so wide that he could stuff a fist.