I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 33 Youth Creation Contest
All the paintings in this exhibition are award-winning works.

It's just that Sun Yao felt that the works this time seemed to be a bit lacking in meaning, and he borrowed them from Mr. Wu because he was a softie.

"I don't think I was drawing very well at the time."

Xin Zhao shook his head, and immediately brought up the thoughts he had just said to Xu Mengyao.

Sun Yao hesitated for a while and then nodded.

"It's not bad for you to say that, but improvisation, it's already perfect."

Immediately, he looked at Xu Mengyao who was beside Xin Zhao again.

Does he know.

Last time Xin Zhao was with Su Yuxin.

"Brother Zhao, this..."

"This is President Xu." Xin Zhao introduced with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. Sun, I'm Xu Mengyao. My grandfather likes your paintings very much. My grandfather didn't buy your painting "Four Seasons Whiteheads" last time. I was sad for a long time." Xu Mengyao said with a smile.

"Hello, hello." Sun Yao nodded.

From the beginning to the end, Lu Hui stood silently by the side, and several of his friends were also dumbfounded.

he……

He is really a master in creating "The Picture of the Moon Thinking of You".

Just now I also...

"Lu Hui is here too."

Only then did Sun Yao notice Lu Hui in the distance.

"Old Sun."

"You guys know each other?!"

Xin Zhao glanced at Lu Hui, feeling his gaze, Lu Hui immediately lowered his head.

"Yes, I have an old friend and my grandson, who likes traditional Chinese painting very much, and is quite talented." Sun Yao smiled, and immediately saw the flashing lights and cameras around him, "Let's go to another place to chat."

Come to the reception room.

This time Lu Hui just stood there with his hands tied like a good baby, and Sun Yao took a look at him.

"Sit down!"

"You kid, didn't you always want to know the creator of "The Picture of the Moon Thinking of You", why don't you dare to speak now when you stand in front of you."

Sun Yao laughed and joked, then looked at Xin Zhao.

"This kid has always wanted to worship you as his teacher."

"I know." Xin Zhao also smiled, "He said it just now at the art exhibition."

"He recognized you?" Sun Yao asked in surprise.

"I think should not be."

Thinking of Lu Hui's words, Xin Zhao shook his head.

Originally, he didn't have a bad impression of Lu Hui, no matter whether the words he said were harsh or not, he was still defending Xin Zhao.

It's just that he didn't expect that Xin Zhao, the creator, was standing in front of him.

Xin Zhao didn't want to tease him either.

"What's wrong with you calling me suddenly?"

"Yes." Sun Yao frowned suddenly, "Actually, this is also a request."

"Say." Zhao Xin said.

"That's right, the state supports art creation recently, you know about it."

"I heard!"

You have seen this kind of news about Xin Zhao many times on the official account, and it has been mentioned many times on the Internet.

"There will be a youth creation competition in a while." Sun Yao sighed, "Young talents from all over the country will come to participate. I want to keep this champion in Jiangnan."

"That's all?" Xin Zhao raised an eyebrow.

In fact, in his opinion, there is really no need to find him for this kind of thing.

Create art!

It's not about fame and fortune.

This kind of competition should be more like an artistic competition and discussion among the contestants to make progress together.

Must fight for a championship trophy.

The taste of art changes.

What's more, the exhibited works are all gold, silver, bronze, and shortlisted.

I've never heard of such a saying as a champion!
Because for works of art, everyone's inner judgment standards are different.

"Are you sure it's not the award, but the champion?!" Xin Zhao asked.

"That's right, it's the champion!" Sun Yao frowned, "This time the Youth Creative Contest is a little different from the previous ones. This time there are other countries participating."

"Other countries?!" Xin Zhao frowned.

"Some well-known foreign painters will also lead teams to challenge. The above means that although China is a country of friendship, we don't want to lose this time, and we can't lose!" Sun Yao said solemnly.

Xin Zhao was startled when he heard this.

I didn't expect the command given above to be so deadly.

"Among the young people I know, Brother Zhao, you are a well-deserved leader." Sun Yao's eyes were full of hope, "If you can participate, we will have a better chance of winning. This time the people brought outside , are also capable people.”

"Can I know why the higher-ups issued such an order?" Xin Zhao asked suspiciously.

"I'm not too sure. In short, the higher-ups asked to find some real young masters." Sun Yao said.

"If it is for the motherland, I am duty-bound."

Without a moment's hesitation, Xin Zhao nodded in response.

"Brother Zhao, thank you so much." Sun Yao grabbed Xin Zhao's hand.

"Should be."

Leaving the art exhibition, Xin Zhao who was back in the car couldn't help shaking his head.

It looks like when I go back.

You have to study Tang Yin's Notes carefully.

"Xin Zhao, I never expected you to be so good at painting." Xu Mengyao's eyes were full of sighs.

So young, proficient in medical skills, and a master of painting.

There are such wonderful people in this world!

"I would have said it a long time ago, there are still many things you didn't expect." Xin Zhao grinned, "You can just leave me at the school gate later."

"Well...can I leave your contact information."

Xu Mengyao bit her lip. She was never the one who mainly asked for other people's contact information before.

Just facing Xin Zhao...

She couldn't help but want to leave a contact information.

"sure."

After adding Xu Mengyao's friends, Xin Zhao went back to school along the east gate.

He has decided.

In the past few days, he has been studying painting creation.

Try to let yourself comprehend all Tang Yin's notes before the competition.

This is also good to increase the odds of winning by a few points during the game.

Just ...

Sun Yao didn't tell him when the game was going to be played? !
forget? !
Just then, a sports car stopped in front of Xin Zhao.

"You can do it, follow me behind your back."

"If you are capable, you can punish me in front of me. What is it to say bad things behind your back?"

The person who came was Fang Mingyan.

Fang Mingzhi's phone call brought him to this school, and he has been waiting here for several hours.

Seeing that Xin Zhao came back, he was so angry that he scolded his head and covered his face.

"What the hell are you pretending to be? If you get out, get out. Find someone to call my brother and ask him to find something for me, right?"

"There's something wrong with you." Xin Zhao frowned.

"Don't you just want money?"

"I'll give it to you!"

While speaking, Fang Mingyan took out 2000 yuan from his wallet and hit Xin Zhao on the body.

"Is it enough!"

"It's not enough, there are still tens of thousands in my car, take the money and get out!"

"Neuropathy."

Too lazy to talk to Fang Mingyan, he could still smell a lot of alcohol from his body.

He's not going to get angry with a drunkard.

"Stop for me." Fang Mingyan pointed at Xin Zhao and shouted, "Did I let you go?"

Xin Zhao turned a deaf ear and walked forward on his own.

Fang Mingyan stared for a moment, and ran up a few steps to grab Xin Zhao's shoulder.

The moment he grabbed it
Xin Zhao grabbed his arm and threw him over his shoulder to the ground.

"Don't play drunk like me."

"I want to play with your brother!"

(End of this chapter)