Chapter 177: The Painting Is Gone

When Bai Wanru saw her reaction, she was immediately much more relieved.

On the stage, the students of the student union were still exhibiting the entries one by one.

The attached middle school is the place where the gods fight, and there are all kinds of talents, but with Xia Nuan's painting in front of the golden jade, the entries of other students can only be regarded as unsatisfactory.

In addition, many people from other schools today, or parents, are here for Xia Nuan's painting, Xia Nuan's painting is very popular on the Internet, and many people want to see it with their own eyes, so other people's paintings were taken out for exhibition, and the audience responded mediocrely.

Finally, it's time for Xia Nuan's painting.

"Next, it is a freehand painting drawn by Xia Nuan, a student in the elite class of the third year of high school."

The host spoke, and there was a commotion in the auditorium. Maybe it was because they were too nervous, the commotion only lasted for a short while, and everyone quieted down again, staring intently at the stage, staring at Xia Nuan's painting that was brought up by the students of the student union.

The painting is framed and covered with a cloth that no one can see what it looks like until the cloth is removed.

Someone has already taken out his mobile phone and opened the painting painted by Xia Nuan uploaded on the Internet, after all, the photo may have a filter, but it still has to see what the real thing looks like, no one speaks.

Bai Wanru and Xia Jiayi were very satisfied when they saw everyone so solemn.

This is Xia Nuan's painting, their daughter's painting, which can attract so much attention, so much attention, and can have such a high degree of popularity.

Chen Jia on the side was also proud.

Finally, the students of the student council carried the painting to the center of the ceremony, and in the eyes of everyone, the president of the student council personally untied the canvas covering the painting, and the next second ......

The auditorium fell silent.

In the next second, the auditorium exploded as if it had exploded.

"What's going on?"

"Is this a joke on us?"

"No kidding, what's going on!"

"That's not right! On such a serious occasion, there shouldn't be this kind of joke in the attached middle school, what is the situation? ”

……

The frame underneath the canvas is empty, there is no painting, only an empty board.

Is it a joke, a small episode deliberately made by the attached middle school in order to create suspense?

Everyone was looking forward to seeing Xia Nuan's painting, but they saw this?

Everyone's eyes were on the stage, and they found that the students of the student union were also very puzzled, and even the school leaders on the leading stage, as well as Shen Miao and other guests, were also very puzzled.

Isn't it intentional?

"Xia Nuan, what's going on?" Someone asked Xia Nuan.

The rest of the people also reacted, yes, they could ask Xia Nuan directly about this matter.

So, everyone's eyes moved to Xia Nuan, wanting to wait for an answer.

Xia Nuan looked like she was about to cry at first, but it didn't take long for her to cry, her tears fell down, and she cried so much that she was crying with rain.

"What's going on? I also know what's going on, I checked it last night, I confirmed it several times, I didn't pretend to be wrong, and this morning I personally watched the maid carry it to the car, and personally brought it to the school, and as soon as I came, I went straight to the auditorium...... Shouldn't you student council help me take good care of my paintings? ”

Xia Nuan said while crying.

Now everyone understands, it seems that the painting was stolen?

After all, Xia Nuan's painting is a peerless masterpiece that has been on the hot search for several days in a row, and it is normal for someone to want to steal it.

But I saw that the people in the student union shook their heads and denied it.

"Impossible!"