I am in the dust when I love you

Jian Zhen focused all her attention on the painting, not knowing that Yu Chonglou understood the meaning as soon as the frame was drawn.

There is an empty city in her heart, and she expects that the person she has been looking for for a long time will appear in the next moment and return to her place.

Grandpa, little brother, who else?She seems to have forgotten.

She is the person in the painting, with expectations and sorrows, but no despair.

To live is to hope.

Just like a solo dance under the flowers, the person who is looking forward to it will always come back, and can finally see that solo dance, from lonely dance to happy reunion...

Two hours later, the host announced that he would stop drawing, and Jian Zhen stopped painting.

Mei Zhixiang looked at her painting with satisfaction, and looked provocatively at the painting table next to her.

In this competition, nearly one-third of the participants did not complete the painting, so they had to detain the number plate on the table regrettably, rolled up the drawing paper, and were considered eliminated.

Time, some are too short.

But she still completed the painting in such a short period of time. The kid next to him who was playing with pencils probably died halfway, right?

But just this one glance made her feel like she was struck by lightning.

This...how is this possible? !

......

The judges at the scene not only included ten well-known calligraphers and painters in Kyoto, but also selected [-] audience members to vote on the spot.

The judges scored the paintings directly, with a full score of [-].

The audience gets one point for each vote, and they can vote for up to three people, or they can all vote for one person.

The voting process can be described as real and transparent, without any falsehood.

Jane really is at the back.

When it was her turn, it was already half an hour later.

Someone praised Mei Zhixiang's paintings just now, saying that the colors are bright and the pictures are rich.

It's just that when everyone stayed in front of her desk, no one moved.

After a long while, someone read aloud: "The peach branches in the east are blooming; The bird is far away. Dreams go with the falling flowers, Gu Pansi returns at night, Mo-mo, lonely!

Wonderful, sad without despair, looking forward without hesitation, wonderful, really wonderful!Good painting, good words, better words! "

Three wonderful, three good, let everyone present stretch their necks to look this way.

Yu Chonglou looked at his girl with a pampering and proud face.

She seemed to be so good that he couldn't help but want to hide her.

The burning eyes surrounding her made Yu Chonglou frown.

At some point, Qiu Jingmo also stood on the other side of Jian Zhen, observing the surroundings vigilantly, for fear that someone would rush up and bump into Jian Zhen.

Looking at Jian Zhen who was surrounded by those respectable people, Mei Zhixiang's clenched fingertips pierced her palm.

how come?With just a few common colored pens, she sketched out a beautiful picture!

Whether it's the dancing peach blossoms or the woman in white dancing among the petals, they all bring life to this picture.

There is also that ancient poem, which I have never heard of, but it is damn addictive.And that word...

Elegant and free and easy, flowing clouds and flowing water, writing like clouds and smoke.Watch its strength without losing it, and show its posture without boasting.

Mei Zhixiang gritted her teeth.

Is this... is this really her creation?If so, why have I never heard of her name in this capital?Have you ever seen her on an important occasion?

In addition to the last business annual meeting, this time I was forced to put ducks on the shelves.

Mei Zhixiang lowered her eyes, hiding the resentment in her eyes.

She wanted to walk away, but she endured it anyway.

In this game, she lost again. Fortunately, she didn't place a bet this time, otherwise, it would be even more embarrassing...

In this competition, the leader fell into the hands of Jian Zhen as he wished.

After presenting prizes and certificates to Jian Zhen, several old masters offered olive branches to her one after another.

Jane Zhen smiled sweetly and responded one by one.

Not far away, Si Hongfeng and Qiu Jinian looked proudly at their granddaughter who was neither overbearing nor humble, and could cope with it freely, and smiled gratifiedly.

This child, even without them, can go on in a glorious way with these abilities alone.

After finally coping with those difficult calligraphers and painters, Jian Zhen got off the stage with the prize.

Grandpa should like Lu Qingnuo's authentic work very much.

Under the stage, Mei Zhixiang smiled when she saw Jian Zhen, "Congratulations."

Jian Zhen smiled: "Thank you for your sincere invitation. If it weren't for you, Master Lu's famous products, I would have been hard to get. Next time, if there is such a good thing, please Miss Mei to inform me earlier."

Mei Zhixiang's face turned from red to white.

She took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and left with a group of people.

Naturally, Qiu Yuluo was not there, she had already found an excuse to escape here.

If Qiu Jingtian, the demon king of the world, sees herself mixing with Mei Zhixiang, then she will definitely have no good fruit.

Going back to the gathering place, Qiu Jingyu and the others had packed up everything in the forest, waiting for her and Yu Chonglou and Qiu Jingtian to come back.

As soon as Jian Zhen saw Qiu Jinian, he handed him the painting in his hand: "Grandpa, here it is."

Qiu Jinian opened it up and took a look, good guy, Master Lu's work!

Although he already knew the prizes of this contest from the staff, he also knew that it would not be easy to get them.

But my granddaughter did it.

He closed the painting scroll, and lovingly touched Jane's head: "My granddaughter, it's great! Grandpa is very happy. But, what about the painting you participated in? Those old scholars are fighting for it, right?"

Yu Chonglou raised the picture scroll in his hand: "They certainly can't steal it from me."

Qiu Jingyu glanced at Yu Chonglou, and looked at Jian Zhen with gentle eyes: "Xiao Zhen, my study is still missing a word."

Qiu Jingmo was not to be outdone: "I'm missing it too."

Qiu Jingtian: "I'm short of painting." You can paint anything.

Jane really...

"Okay, there are all of them. When you go back, tell me the words and requirements you like, and I will give them to you. Now, let's go back to eat, and I will treat you."

As she spoke, she stuffed the 5000 yuan check into Qiu Jingmo's hands: "Hee hee, this is the first money I've earned, and we'll share it together. Sixth brother, let's go to Ziheng International, where the food from you Still delicious."

Qiu Jingyu looked at her dotingly.

It's not the first time. Your design drafts are very popular, and the share that my brother gave you has been saved.

There are also shares divided by grandparents, there are many.

......

A group of people drove towards the city in a mighty manner.

Halfway through the meal, a phone call came in.

The people who were talking and laughing stopped talking and looked at Yu Chonglou.

Yu Chonglou saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he hung up without thinking.

But that side was very persistent, he hung up repeatedly, and the other side called again and again.

Jane Zhen said: "Take it, maybe there is something wrong."