Chapter 242

Sun Zhao couldn't help showing a proud look on his face when he heard other teachers praise him so much.

"It's the little girl who came to the game today, surnamed Gu."

"Huh? That star? She is so good at drawing at such a young age?"

Cao Qing stood by and coveted the painting, trying to rush over to snatch it but failed repeatedly.

"Yeah." Sun Zhao nodded and recorded the painting carefully, "She is really good, whether it is painting or singing."

In the end, many teachers gathered together to appreciate the painting, and everyone had an idea.

Originally thought that among this year's students, Fan Qingqing's "Spring and Birds" became the biggest dark horse, shocking everyone.

But now seeing Gu Wei's painting, only her is left in his mind, and he can't look back.

"If this painting is posted on the official website, no one will think that our referee made a mistake, right?"

Some people ridiculed, but everyone else laughed.

Yeah, put this picture up. Even the champions are overshadowed.

Sun Zhao didn't say anything, but everyone knew it well.

Soon, all the paintings were unified on the official website.

The competition aroused the attention of the whole school, and naturally the school came to see it curiously, but when all the paintings were posted, the students were stunned.

[Shady?Fan Qingqing number one?But the ink painting hanging on the top is even more supernatural, right? 】

[The "Picture of Birds and Birds in Spring" originally imitated Master Ding Yi's "Picture of Birds and Birds", but the "Picture of No Man" on the top is even more awesome! 】

[You didn't see it, the painting on the top is not an entry!But "Picture of No Man" was painted by Gu Wei! ? ? ? 】

[? ? ?Ah, my sister drew it? 】

【Fuck, what happened to her? !So awesome! 】

[In front of Miss Wei's picture, the champion is not worth mentioning? Oh, I finally understood why Fan Qingqing provoked her so much and she ignored her. 】

Seeing so many messages, Cao Qing thought it would be a lie to say he wasn't proud.

He smiled modestly, and finally put away the painting under the reluctant eyes of Sun Zhao and all the teachers.

Before leaving, the teachers tried to persuade them to stay: "I heard that Weiwei is still young, so consider our school, full scholarship!"

"Yes, yes, if she likes it, our teacher can sing and dance for her in class!"

The corners of Cao Qing's mouth were grinning to the back of his ears, and he couldn't stop waving his hands: "Oh, oh, this painting is her scrapped manuscript. She is usually not that good, so don't praise her too much."

Even when he left school, he was watched away by the teachers of the Academy of Fine Arts.

As soon as he returned to the studio, he called Gu Wei to announce the good news.

"Hey."

"Little ancestor, why did you hide such a big surprise and only let me know now, this is your new painting?"

Gu Wei paused for a moment before he understood what he meant: "I was bumped into when the painting was re-enacted and burned, and I changed it temporarily, but it doesn't look like the one I painted before?"

"Then you can sell it too," Cao Qing suggested in a low voice, "If you sell it, it will be very expensive."

"Don't sell it, burn it." She insisted.

He also understands that she has always been like this, if it is not a work that he is satisfied with, he will never sell it.

"By the way, the price of "Bird Picture" is 9000 million. This price is very good. When will you paint again?"

"."

Seeing the silence over there, Cao Qing asked tentatively, "Is the signal bad?"

Gu Wei's voice became much colder: "Just treat me as dead, don't even think about it."

It is impossible to paint, and I don't want to be entangled in work in my life.

He understood that she was tired, and he was unwilling to force her: "If you are really tired, take it easy. If you don't paint, don't paint."

The two chatted for a few more words, and Cao Qing sighed after hanging up the phone.

A pair of cloudy eyes appeared outside the door, and then a figure flashed past.

'Squeaky——' The man closed the door furtively, and hurriedly called.

"How is your game?"

There were intense screams and curses from the other side of the phone, and the man took the phone away, his brows full of annoyance.

"What?"

The shrill female voice over there obviously lost her mind: "I'm going to kill Gu Wei, that bitch stole my limelight with a painting I don't know who asked, I'm the champion!!!"

 Is the QAQ career line so unworthy of being loved?None of the crazy comments woo woo woo.

  It's interesting for Sister Wei to engage in a career line.

  Gu Chenshu is about to start slapping his face, I really want to beat him into a pig's head
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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