"Player Cao? Cao player! ”

"Huh?" Cao Wanrou raised her head in confusion when she heard her name.

Bob looked at Cao Wanrou, who suddenly became distracted, and frowned.

Bob and Cao Wanrou's mentor Sun Hua studied at the same university when they were young, and they had seen Sun Hua's obsession with painting at that time.

Bob has more than enough talent in painting, and on one occasion Sun Hua affirmed Bob's talent with great envy, but regretted that he did not know how to cherish his talent.

Bob is a little rebellious, he just wants this painting maniac to know that his hard work has always been not inferior to talent.

Unexpectedly, along the way, Bob successfully joined the International Painting Association, the highest hall of painters, with his own efforts and talents, although he was only the most ordinary member, he was still the existence that others looked up to.

He always felt that his current success was inseparable from Sun Hua's words, and Cao Wanrou's works were indeed amazing, so he did not deliberately make it difficult in the question session, and put forward a question for sending points.

I thought it would be a very simple process, but Cao Wanrou was suddenly obviously out of state.

Bob patiently repeated the question: "Ask the contestants to explain the idea of this painting, in what context it was drawn, and what do you want to express?" ”

Cao Wanrou tried to ignore the calm eyes of Milo, who sat next to Bob, and stumbled to recite the answers that had been prepared for such questions.

Bob was a little disappointed, but felt that this did not have much impact on the final ranking of the painting, so he nodded his head lightly, even if he turned it over.

Cao Wanrou was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, when she saw Master Milo, who was sitting in the middle, take the microphone from Bob's hand, and instead changed the kind and gentle appearance she had seen in the studio before, she opened her mouth with some seriousness.

"Contestant Cao, I heard that you have repeatedly admitted in the public domain that you were instructed by Master Rose and almost became a disciple of him, is this true?"

Cao Wanrou had some bad premonitions in her heart, and unconsciously looked at Gu Yi'an who was sitting in the corner, and couldn't see the emotions in the other party's eyes.

Thinking of those indelible Internet memories, knowing that blind denial is too easy to be debunked, Cao Wanrou had to change her statement:

"It's just that I was lucky enough to get a little pointer, that's all. As for almost becoming a disciple of Master Rose, this kind of thing is just a rumor. ”

"Oh? But I have to say responsibly that I looked through all the paintings you made in this competition, from the preliminary round to the semi-finals and then to the finals, and found that they all have one thing in common.

That is all very Rose's painting style, her painting skills, composition and color matching, only by following her for a long time, under the influence of the ears and eyes, may be able to learn a little.

If you can complete such a work with just a few words of guidance, then Cao is really talented. ”

Milo's words fell, and the scene instantly became audible, and some people seemed to hear a bit of unusual meaning from his words, even mixed with some ridicule.

And Cao Chuanfeng could only get the conclusion that Cao Wanrou was extremely talented from the blunt paraphrasing of the translation, and for a while, his dissatisfaction with Cao Wanrou's sudden unrelenting performance just now was much lighter, and he even thought about playing Milo's words just now with Chinese subtitles on the big screen of the Cao Group, so as to build momentum for the group.

Bob understood the meaning of Milo's words, and Bob was very respectful to the chairman of the painting association, who had not seen each other several times a year, even if he was in the same painting association, so he immediately faced Milo's words.

Sure enough, a huge palette database appeared on the big screen at the end of Milo's words.

Using the latest technology, this database contains all the drawings that flow through the International Drawing Association in chronological order.

When several paintings called the Fallen Angel series were displayed in a loop on the big screen, everyone present was surprised to find that the similarity with Cao Wanrou's paintings in the competition reached 80%.

Even the Fallen Angel series brings a stronger sensory impact than Cao Wanrou's paintings, and the details are more in place.

The painting of the fallen angel is stamped with the seal of Master Rose.

Seeing this result, there was an uproar at the scene, and the famous reporter of country F who was present directly asked:

"Miss Cao, do you have anything to explain in the face of this result?

According to the database time, this batch of paintings by Master Rose has been registered with the International Painting Association half a year ago. And these paintings have not yet been published, and I believe that most of you here have seen them for the first time.

Are you one of the gifted painters that Master Milo calls him? Is it too modest to say that you have only received a little guidance from Master Rose? ”

In the face of the aggressive reporter, Cao Wanrou was a little distracted at the moment, and did not notice the language trap in the reporter's mouth. Instead, he explained according to the reporter's words: "I, in fact, what I just said is true that I have been instructed by Master Rose, and it is true that I am not Master Rose's apprentice." ”

Seeing that everyone didn't buy her answer, Cao Wanrou's voice increased by a few decibels: "However, although we don't have the status of master and apprentice, we have the love of master and apprentice." ”

"Really? Why don't I remember to instruct you and what kind of master-apprentice relationship I have with you? ”

Gu Yi'an didn't know when he stepped forward and asked rhetorically.

Everyone present looked at the girl who suddenly spoke, as if they understood what she was talking about, but they didn't seem to understand.

What I understood was the meaning of her words, and what I didn't understand was why she said it.

This sentence, it seems, can only be said by Master Rose.

Is it ......?

Looking at Gu Yi'an's young and beautiful appearance and cold and dusty temperament, it is difficult to associate her with the Master Rose, who is said to be very old and experienced.

The reporter's eyes lit up in country F, whether the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him was the mysterious Master Rose or not, he thought it was a breaking point. In order to increase the drama of the incident, he suppressed the urge to immediately raise the microphone to Gu Yi'an's mouth, and immediately asked Cao Wanrou again:

"Miss Cao, the young lady in front of you claims to have no master-apprentice relationship with you, in response to the meaning of her words, as a person who has been instructed by Master Rose, do you have anything to say?"

Cao Wanrou had a bad premonition when Gu Yi'an spoke, and she already believed in the fact that Gu Yi'an was Master Rose. Thinking that he had been like a clown and used the identity of Master Rose to inlay gold for himself under Gu Yi'an's nose, Gu Yi'an watched all this quietly, as if he was a joke.

Thinking of the unstamped drawings that he inadvertently picked up, he just felt that the painter was amazingly talented, and he searched the whole Internet but did not find the release of similar paintings, and his own painting reached a bottleneck, even if there was a painting that took 40 million to shoot, Sun Hua refused to accept himself.

In order to whitewash her bad reputation on the whole network, Sun Hua is her last hope, but people's creativity is limited, not to mention that there are too many things that have happened recently, Cao Wanrou is no longer able to create new works independently, and her past very satisfactory works have not been recognized by Sun Hua.

And......

Only she knows that the source of those works that once made people shine is not very clean.

"Even if you take all my work, you're just a despicable thief."

Cao Wanrou was provoked by the man's indifferent tone, and after the other party made it clear that she would resort to legal means to regain the right to authorship the painting, Cao Wanrou, who was drunk, was completely enraged, and with the stomping of the accelerator to the end, a life ended at the best age.

Cao Wanrou couldn't forget the dead eyes she saw in the rearview mirror, but she never had a nightmare in her midnight dream.

Except for the day of the man-made car accident, in order to let Cao Chuanfeng and Song Nana help her settle down, she dropped a few crocodile tears. She never took that thing to heart in the days that followed.

And now, Cao Wanrou suddenly regretted a little, if she hadn't killed the other party at that time, would the other party be able to provide her with a steady stream of works, although not as amazing as Master Rose's, but she could see his potential, at least a lot higher than her own level.

I won't pick up that album by accident, and take it for myself with a fluke mentality.

How ironic it is that the wolf regrets after eating the sheep, not for the loss of his life, but for the rations he feels sorry for for the winter.

Nature can barely be said to be the role of biological chains, so what about Cao Wanrou? The indifference to life seems to be innate. Maybe she's just a natural bad seed.

And Cao Wanrou, who used to be glamorous, is now standing in front of the stage in the huge lecture hall, facing countless puzzled or disdainful eyes, as well as aggressive reporters in front of her, as if her clothes were torn one by one, and finally she couldn't maintain the smile she forced out, and the whole person became a little hysterical.

"She's a liar, Gu Yi'an is a wild seed, don't believe her words. She and the old man teamed up to lie to you. ”

Facing Cao Wanrou, who began to speak unscrupulously, Song Nana hurriedly stepped forward to cover her mouth, and Gu Yi'an could see her green tendons bursting out because of her exertion.

When Cao Wanrou finally quieted down, Song Nana stepped forward to block her, and looked firmly at the reporters in front of her and the people present:

"Xiaorou is a little uncomfortable today, so she is a little out of shape, maybe she herself doesn't know what she is talking about now, please forgive me.

The paintings she participated in the competition were all painstakingly completed by her. Her father and I saw how much it had been done during that time. ”

Turning his gaze to Milo, who was sitting firmly in the judges' seat:

"Of course, I believe in the identity of Master Milo, who is recognized by the judges here, who is highly respected, low-key and humble, and has always been a legend in the art world.

In the past, Xiaorou often said that in addition to Master Sun Hua, what she admired most were Master Milo, Master Bob and you. ”