The selection method of the preliminary round is very simple, and it is still scored by the judges.

In each region, the promotion is made in a ratio of one-tenth.

For Nanchu, there is no need for even far-reaching ideas.

The superb and delicate painting skills alone are enough to rush to the semi-finals.

It's just that from the moment she deliberately triggered the confrontation with Hua Ruan Ruan, this game is no longer a promotion match.

It's the absolute opposition between you and me.

In order to maintain his reputation, Hua Ruan Ruan will definitely ask someone to cheat behind his back.

In this way, her opponent may be an internationally famous painter.

She had to give it her all.

After two days of busy work day and night, Nan Chu finally completed the preliminary sketch.

Qiao Rui asked about Zhou Xiaomeng.

Nan Chu then remembered that since she came back from Jiangcheng, she hadn't seen Zhou Xiaomeng yet.

In any case, I should accompany her for a while and slowly readjust to the familiar life.

But she is so busy, whether it is a hospital or a company, taking out one alone is enough to exhaust her.

She had no choice but to ask Ji Muzhou for help.

Ji Muzhou agreed.

"Lao Ji, that bastard, I still think he's really old and useless."

"It turned out to be just to sneak out with my mother, and it is said that I also signed up for a 10-day luxury cruise."

"I won't show him the company, just come to you to hide from you!"

Nan Chu laughed and laughed.

On the way, she told Ji Muzhou.

"Xiaomeng went to Jiangcheng to play, but her wallet and mobile phone were accidentally stolen, and she was hungry for several days, so she finally met me."

"You must not talk about this sad thing again."

Of course, this is Nan Chu's casual lie.

Why was Zhou Xiaomeng taken to Jiangcheng, why was someone got hold of the documents and was forced to sign the labor contract.

She didn't know anything about it.

Such an embarrassing experience, in front of Ji Muzhou, was even more reluctant to say it.

Nan Chu took Ji Muzhou to see Zhou Xiaomeng.

Zhou Xiaomeng opened the door, her eyes were still a little hollow, and her face was much more ruddy than a few days ago.

"The three of us finally got together, and it's time to have a good chat."

Nan Chu took the initiative to hold Zhou Xiaomeng's hand and pulled her downstairs.

The restaurant downstairs has a separate private room, and Nan Chu has already made a reservation in advance.

"I still have to be busy during the day, and after eating, I'll let Mu Zhou take you shopping."

"I was frightened this time, I should make up for it, and we must let Ji Er have less blood."

Nan Chu said loudly, for fear that Ji Muzhou would not be able to hear clearly.

Ji Muzhou's eyes were about to roll to the sky.

"Buy, buy, buy, Ben is short of money for a few clothes?"

The two talked and laughed, but Zhou Xiaomeng never said a word.

Her mind has always been occupied by the painful memories of this month.

Pain, humiliation.

She suddenly raised her head and stared at Nan Chu.

Nan Chu's voice stopped abruptly.

"Xiaomeng, are you uncomfortable?"

Nan Chu hurriedly lowered his voice and asked.

Zhou Xiaomeng shook her head indifferently.

Nanchu was anxious, his face didn't dare to show it, and he suddenly thought of something, and said jokingly.

"You see I'm stupid, patronizing myself and saying, I've left you aside."

Zhou Xiaomeng tugged at the corners of her mouth, still absent-minded.

Ji Muzhou frowned.

He always felt that Zhou Xiaomeng seemed to have undergone a lot of changes since he came back.

In the past, there was only innocence and trust in her eyes when she looked at Nan Chu.

But now, it's completely different.

He could see it clearly, it was jealousy, it was resentment.

"Zhou Xiaomeng hasn't recuperated yet, so you're busy calling people out."

"If it were me, I wouldn't give you a good look."

Ji Muzhou said a few words of laughter to ease the atmosphere.

Zhou Xiaomeng stood up suddenly, bit her lower lip, said "sorry", and hurriedly ran upstairs.

Nan Chu still wanted to chase, but was stopped by Ji Muzhou.

The two walked out of the hotel for a distance, and Ji Muzhou said lightly.

"I don't care what she's going through outside, but that's not a reason for her to be resentful."

"Chuchu, you are much smarter than me, don't deceive yourself anymore."

Ji Muzhou patted Nan Chu's shoulder.

Nan Chu let out a long sigh.

The submission time for the preliminary competition is closed, and Ji Muzhou will be guided by the topic as soon as possible.

The entry of "Nan Chu Hua Ruan Nguyen-for-tat" was re-exposed in front of everyone's eyes.

Xiang Yang cooperated and easily broke through the system and pushed the topics and posts edited by Ji Muzhou to every platform user.

Soon, the results of the promotion were announced on the official website of the competition.

Announced at the same time as the results are the paintings that have been promoted.

Due to the role of hype, the works of Nam Chu and Hua Nguyen Nguyen received widespread attention for the first time.

Like many people, Nan Chu was in front of the computer at this moment, carefully admiring Hua Ruan Ruan's work.

Sharp, precise, good at fine brushwork, very strong in the big picture, excellent composition ability, but average color matching......

A myriad of traits flood into the mind.

Nan Chu quickly screened for international painters she knew.

Pregnant!

Luo Xing.

A painter of Chinese descent who settled in the Americas, he has won three international competitions.

Could it be that Hua Ruan Ruan actually invited Luo Xing?

I'm afraid the price is not small.

In the Hua family's villa, Luo Xing yawned in Hua Ruanruan's room.

"It's just a small qualifier, and you want me to make a move?"

Hua Ruan Ruan's eyes widened, "You must not take it lightly!" ”

She found Nan Chu's work, enlarged it with a computer, and showed it to Luo Xing.

"Are you sure you can beat her?"

Luo Xing's face was full of disdain at first.

With just a glance, the frivolity on his face quickly vanished and turned into a serious one.

After staring at it for a long time, Luo Xing peeked at Hua Ruanruan's expression.

I see.

He closed the computer, "Only at this level, the next game, I will make her cry bitterly when she loses!" ”

"But—"

He paused slightly, got up from the swivel chair, and walked step by step to Hua Ruan's bed.

Luo Xing pinched Hua Ruan Ruan's chin, close to her neck, and sniffed deeply.

"It's time to pay for the next game."

Hua Ruan Ruan secretly gritted his teeth.

But there was still a charming smile on his face, "Of course." ”

On the Internet, the evaluation of the works of Nan Chu and Hua Ruan Ruan can be described as varied.

At least for now, most people still prefer the conclusion that "the two are about the same level".

However, Nanchu's achievements in medical research and jewelry design are already very impressive.

Compared with the always high-profile Hua Ruan Ruan, Nan Chu brought much more surprises.

It was only one round, and Nan Chu had the upper hand first.

When the results of the promotion were announced, there was no buffer, and the theme of the next round was directly issued.

It's still a week.

The intense pace of the game is a test.

Nan Chu still completed the work in the first three days.

Compared to jewelry design, painting is as intimate and natural as breathing for her, and she doesn't need to deliberately seek inspiration at all.

Now that she has figured out the number of ways this time, she can take the initiative.