Chapter 81: The Uncrowned King Gu Yi'an & Cataract Cao Wanrou

What catches everyone's eye is the root system of a giant tree, crisscrossed with roots that grip the ground tightly, desperately sucking in nutrients from the soil to supply the thick branches and leafy canopy.

Under Gu Yi'an's simple pencil, every root seems to be full of vitality, as if wordlessly expressing his love for life.

Everyone present and netizens in the live broadcast room were shocked by the light and shade changes and majestic vitality brought by Gu Yi'an with a pencil, and they couldn't imagine that this was a work completed in a short time, but the live broadcast couldn't be fake, and no one could question it.

After being shocked, Director Mo couldn't help but curiously ask the little student who was finally calmed down, but was still sobbing in a low voice: "Why are you crying?" ”

A little boy with a red face and a bubble of snot sobbed sobbed, "When I saw this painting, I don't know why I remembered my homework that I hadn't finished yet." ”

"I remembered that I almost passed the math paper in the final exam, and I obviously didn't lose 10 points, all because of carelessness. Woooooooo ”

"I think ......."

The director looked at the young students who seemed to start with 'I remember' and scrambled to start answering, chattering as if there were 10,000 ducks in their ears.

Director Mo rubbed his temples, but he couldn't help but think of his plans that he had secretly planned countless times that he had put on hold, wanting to open up fields outside of variety shows, like film and television.

"Hell yes." The director muttered quietly, and couldn't help but glance at Gu Yi'an's paintings, and suddenly felt that he could roll up for another 20 years.

"It's weird." As soon as the director finished talking, he heard Zhang Man say to Gu Yi'an.

Gu Yi'an looked at Zhang Man's sparkling eyes and seemed to ask what the other party meant.

"Xiao An, after I saw your paintings, I don't know why I was full of energy. I felt that I had won the crown of the actress at a young age, and I felt that I was content. But at this moment, I suddenly felt that I could still fight hard again and strive to become the queen of the three golden shadows. ”

At this moment, the barrage immediately became lively when he heard Zhang Man's words:

[Ahhh 】

[Our mandala has finally arrived, woo woo, manman, you are the best. 】

[Gu Yi'an will be our Mandala's best friend in the future! ] 】

[The Monkey King is really talented, this sketch can be so magnificent, I don't know how to praise it. 】

[Gu Yi'an really drew well. Although I am a fan of Xiao Rou, I have to tell the truth that Xiao Rou has completed it in such a short time this time, but I don't know why I am still a little disappointed.

I don't feel like the level of Mr. Sun Hua's apprentice, and the creativity and artistic conception are not as good as Sun Miaomiao next to her, and I now have a little doubt about what she once said that she had been instructed by Master Rose. 】

【……】

Cao Chuanfeng, who had been following the live broadcast in front of the screen, saw more and more unfavorable remarks against Cao Wanrou, and immediately contacted the assistant to deal with it.

"Mr. Cao, I have contacted the most famous local sailor studio, and went to the barrage in the live broadcast room and the online comment area to control the comments.

They suggested that it would be best to ask a painting professional like Mr. Sun Hua to stand up for the eldest lady online.

After all, there are too few netizens who know how to appreciate, and it would be more convincing if they could get positive feedback from professionals. The assistant respectfully stood in Cao Chuanfeng's office and reported.

Cao Chuanfeng took a puff of the cigarette in his hand and said impatiently: "Then go and get in touch, what are you doing standing here stupidly." ”

The assistant was embarrassed and said: "Mr. Sun Hua has already refused, and his assistant conveyed that Mr. Sun Hua has never been involved in this kind of thing."

I investigated and found that when his second disciple was caught in a public opinion storm because of the plagiarism incident, he didn't say anything.

The world said that he was a madman, regardless of the red dust.

The key is that his disciple was returned to innocence later, and there was no trace of resentment after he was cleared. ”

Seeing that Cao Chuanfeng was angry, his assistant, who had been with him for many years, knew what he was going to say next, so he hurriedly said: "I have also contacted other well-known painters, but after the other party learned that Mr. Sun Hua did not come forward, they all declined." They said... They said they should take care of their feathers..."

Listening to the assistant's lower and lower voice, Cao Chuanfeng couldn't suppress his anger, threw the burning cigarette butt in his hand at the assistant suddenly, as if he was angry, and threw the ashtray in his hand over, and said manically: "These so-called painters, one by one, are pretentious, how can they not be so unworldly when they receive gifts." What a fucking hypocrite, I ......"

Looking at Cao Chuanfeng, who was pacing back and forth irritably, sweeping desktop documents to the ground from time to time to express his frustration, the assistant didn't dare to come out, and only felt that seconds were like years.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and Cao Chuanfeng heard a familiar voice and found the mobile phone that was inadvertently thrown to the ground by himself from a pile of scattered documents, and picked it up impatiently.

I don't know what the person on the other side said, Cao Chuanfeng's face immediately turned cloudy and sunny.

After hanging up the phone, he motioned to the assistant to step forward, whispered a few words to the other party, explained some things, and sat on the chair with his eyes closed.

After the assistant came out of the office, he shook his head lightly and pulled out a helpless smile in the face of the sympathetic eyes of the staff of the secretarial department.

After walking to the bathroom and checking every cubicle to make sure that no one was there, he took off the flat mirror on his face, revealing a somewhat handsome face that was different from usual.

Staring at the back of his hand, which had just been burned by a cigarette butt, he sneered and dialed a phone call that he knew by heart, his expression softened.

"Dr. Wen, Mr. Cao's mood has become more and more unstable recently...... Rest assured, there is no doubt about me...... Mmmm, yes, if it weren't for you, my mother and I would have been three feet tall...... Wait...... You may not be able to reach you recently, so you should take care of yourself, even for the sake of the baby in your belly. You are Meiyu, he is rubble. ”

After hanging up the phone, the assistant pulled out the phone card and threw it into the toilet to ensure that it was flushed, and then put on his glasses again, and turned back into the migrant worker who couldn't help himself.

At the live broadcast of the variety show, Cao Wanrou bit her lip tightly, staring at Gu Yi'an's paintings, her lips oozed blood and seemed to be unconscious, she only felt that God was so unfair, the Cao family only needed her an excellent daughter.

Why did Gu Yi'an come back, why didn't he die!

Sensing Cao Wanrou's malice, Gu Yi'an's eyes looked back sharply, and at that moment, there seemed to be something piercing the air directly into Cao Wanrou's brain.

"Ahh Cao Wanrou let out a painful sigh, squatted down, and hugged her head tightly.

Everyone was startled by her abrupt performance, and no one saw her face as pale as a ghost for a moment.

The staff stepped forward to ask with concern, Cao Wanrou felt that the pain in her head just now was like being pricked by a needle, as if it was all an illusion, and now everything is fine.

The performance just now was like a clown who couldn't bear that others were more talented than himself and lost his temper, looking at the staff and guests with different faces, the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

However, the only thing that can break the embarrassment is more embarrassing.

Mo Dao opened his mouth and announced: "Thank you for the votes of the young students of the Autumn Studio, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and each student's vote is the support and love for the guests' paintings."

The results were announced next, and the first place winner was Cao Wanrou and Sun Miaomiao. ”

As soon as the director's voice fell, the boy who was crying so much that his snot bubbles came out raised his hand and said, "Uncle Director, can I vote for this big tree again." ”

"I want to re-vote too."

"Me too."

The director looked at the young students who were eager to vote again, and he was a little numb after seeing the wind and waves, and he looked at the teacher who stayed on duty in the autumn studio, and cast a look for help to the other party.

The teacher understood in seconds, and whispered a few words of persuasion to the young students, and the young students finally regained their quietness.

The director touched the top of his head that was becoming more and more sparse, and announced the winners of the second, third and fourth places as quickly as possible, namely Zhang Xingxing's group, Zhang Man's group and Gu Yi'an's group.

It is worth mentioning that when the rankings of Gu Yi'an and Gu Yiling were announced, it was different from the dramatic development of the first group on the spot, and also different from the bland applause of the second and third groups, the young students screamed wildly, and even Zhang Man, Zhang Lele and Zhang Xingxing were driven to shout.

Gu Yi'an became the real uncrowned king of the day.

Barrage at this time:

[Xiaorou's pattern was a little small just now, and the reaction was too intense, is this jealousy or something. 】

[Gu Yi'an is really the uncrowned king, I'm going to climb the wall. 】

[What's new, what's new.] Do you see the notice on the official website of the International Young Painters Exchange Competition co-organized by the International Painting Association, the final results will be unveiled in the next two days, Cao Wanrou's painting is said to be the special prize, this is the first special prize in China, family. 】

[Upstairs is the water army invited by the Cao family, and before the results are unveiled, you know that Cao Wanrou is the special prize? ] Don't say that the International Painting Association is opened by your family, so you know the inside information. 】

[If I am a water army, I will gain 30 pounds this year, the competition process is like this, and the final result is unveiled just like the ancient first and second class going to Jinluan Palace, and the ranking will basically not change much. Each award-winning winner explains the concept of his painting, which is also equivalent to a press conference. 】

[After the upstairs science popularization, Xiaorou's image in my heart is even bigger, and she is worthy of being Sun Hua's favorite disciple. 】

【……】

After receiving a phone call at the assistant's prompt, Director Mo couldn't suppress his excitement and announced to the guests that the original recording plan had been temporarily changed.

The program team temporarily decided to change the recording address of the next stop to country F, and at one of the stops, the program team can participate in the recording of the final scene of the International Young Painters Exchange Competition.

The director knows how rare this recording opportunity is, and he also knows that the reason why he was able to get this opportunity all depends on the connections and influence of Sun Hua behind Cao Wanrou and Cao Chuanfeng's operation.

Although he decided not to exchange interests anymore and forced Gu Yi'an to be Cao Wanrou's control group, Director Mo would not refuse the opportunity that fell from the sky, the better Cao Wanrou performed in the finals, the greater the traffic attracted by variety shows.

Director Mo, who was a little dissatisfied with Cao Wanrou's performance just now, was about to grin on his ears at this moment, and his eyes were much more kind when he saw Cao Wanrou.

After Cao Wanrou heard the news, she changed the decadence just now, and her whole face was radiant, as if she had restored her character as a young cutting-edge painter and a wealthy lady, and her whole tail was about to be cocked.

Gu Yi'an's eyes also changed from jealousy to jealousy, and he seemed to tell that he was no longer a world.

Facing Cao Wanrou's indiscriminate and disdainful eyes, Zhang Man pursed his lips and whispered to Gu Yi'an: "Look at her arrogance, those white eyes have turned upside down." ”

Gu Yi'an was noncommittal, and said lightly: "It is estimated that there is a cataract." ”

"Poof, you're so bad..."

The people who have been paying attention here: "...... Poof. ”