Chapter 96: Mo Langlan's Memories (4)

Mo Langlan, who was sitting in the VIP seat, folded her legs and crossed her hands, looking at this Chen Zining with the eyes of watching a play, but she obviously didn't find him in so many audiences.

This realization made Mo Langlan a little displeased.

After the host said according to the regulations, finally, "Sister Chen Zining, please explain the reason and intention of your painting." ”

Chen Zining, who was holding the microphone, saw the crowd of people below who were black and oppressive, and her hand hanging down under her was clasped together with her five fingers, and she let it go again, and then she held it together, and then let it go.

Nervous? Mo Langlan saw the person above who was staring at the black crowd and didn't speak, and mistook her for nervousness.

Later, he learned that she was not nervous at all, but she just didn't like it, and she was also disgusted with being in a crowded environment, clenching her fists to suppress her inner dislike, and let herself stay.

Seeing Chen Zining on the stage for so long and answering, the host repeated it again with a good temper.

Chen Zining grabbed the microphone with both hands and slowly exhaled a turbid breath, "Crying skirt." The cold voice sounded only a few simple words, and then stopped.

Just when the host thought that she was just a pause, and there were more explanations below, he waited for a long time, and before Chen Zining could speak, "Little Sister Chen Zining, please explain the reason and intention of your painting." The moderator repeated it again.

"I'm done. When the cold voice sounded again, a burst of discussion broke out below, and everyone whispered to Chen Zining who was standing above.

The contestants who came up to explain were all out of the blue, and even knew that there was no such thing, and in order to win sympathy points, they would add an apocryphal story to it.

This woman, from the time she came to the stage to the present, only said five words in a voice without emotion, and the crying skirt was directly recorded.

"Chen Zining, your painting only uses three basic colors, and there is no skirt involved in it, why do you explain it like this?" asked one of the contestants without giving up.

Because of this painting, the feeling he felt was so strong that he could even feel the desperate emotions of the painter, but he couldn't accept such a few words.

At the beginning, this painting has been between the review and the direct brushing, because there are too few brushstrokes, and he belongs to the faction that strongly supports her.

"I'm done explaining. Chen Zining on the stage looked at the judges with calm eyes, still replying in a cold voice, which means that if you ask anything else, all she has to say is those five words.

The cold and hard tone and attitude made the other judges directly give her a zero score in the last round, and of course, those who supported the painting wanted to save it, but there was nothing they could do.

In the end, Chen Zining's last round ended with a miserable defeat with the lowest score, which completely lowered the results of the previous rounds, and her total score also took the lowest.

After the end, Chen Zining asked the cultural company for her paintings since the competition, and she walked outside the cultural company with a painting box in one hand and a few painting scrolls in the other.

Chen Zining, who had been hanging her head, didn't pay attention to the oncoming person, she hit the chest of the person who came, and her picture scroll, because of her wrong hand, was also knocked to the ground.