After being targeted by a paranoid god [Quick Transmigration]

The same will follow.

This year's TGP competition was held in the Palace of Versailles, the M of Roses.In addition to Soma, his brother Galil

——Galil still lost the election without any accidents. Judging from his age, maybe he will never have the possibility of officially standing on the stage of the TGP competition in his life.

Master Meagan did not accompany him because of his old age and the fact that he was frightened at sea before.

And without Master Meagan by his side, Galil naturally didn't bother to continue to play that brother-in-law game with Su Mo, and always looked at Su Mo as if he wanted to eat him alive.He resented his incompetence, so he turned to hate the existence of Somo, as if all his misfortunes were caused by Somo.

But Su Mo didn't even bother to give Galil an extra look.

He has already passed the boyhood of firecrackers and vengeance, not to mention a resort world, so there is no need to really care about it with the natives.

"I don't know what's going on with your painting—"

On the night of staying in the hotel arranged by the organizer, Su Mo just lay down on the bed when he heard a hasty knock on the door.

And when Su Mo opened the door, what he saw was Galil standing there with red eyes, uttering threatening words to himself.

"But Sumo, I've watched you for seven years! I know better than anyone—!"

He grabbed Su Mo by the collar, lifted the other party in front of him, stared firmly into Su Mo's eyes, every word seemed like a threat.

"I know better than anyone else that you are just a waste!"

Before Galil could make any other moves, he felt pain in his hand holding Sumo, so he subconsciously let go of his wrist.

Su Mo's ears moved, and caught the cold snort from Tavis, knowing that the other party probably made a move.

His mood is a bit complicated.

Because up until now, Su Mo couldn't figure out what Tarvis wanted to do and what he wanted from him.

"Su Mo, I'll just wait and see how you pretend in the TGP competition!"

"Okay, I won't disappoint my brother."

"..."

Galli suddenly became angry.

Did he want to praise Sumo? !Why can't this damn child understand human language? !

"If senior brother has nothing else to do, please go back."

Somo issued an order to evict the guest.

"It's all about not disappointing the teacher."

"Humph!"

Galil couldn't say anything else, he could only give Sumo a vicious look, then turned and left angrily.

No one noticed that there was a camera in the dark representing the operation and the lights were always on.

... No, it can't be said that no one noticed.

"There's a little mouse over there."

Tarvis put his hand on Sumo's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

"Do you need me to help you solve it?"

"But... Although you are mine, if you ask me for something now, you have to pay the price."

Tarvis laughed silently.

"Gods never give believers grace without price, please me, serve me, and make me happy. I will naturally put everything you want in front of you."

"No."

Somo refused.

"It's not a big deal, even if it's left like this, it doesn't matter."

However, Su Mo really shouldn't set up such a flag.

It’s fine if he doesn’t say it, but Su Mo actually said this——

Hey.

If nothing happens, I'm sorry for Su Mo's words.

It was just one night, and when Sumo woke up the next morning, the whole world seemed to have changed.

From the time he left the house, Su Mo had already noticed that there were always people criticizing him secretly today, and this situation broke out completely when he stepped out of the hotel gate.

I saw that the hotel gate was surrounded by people, and many reporters rushed up with cameras and microphones in their hands, almost hitting Su Mo in the face.

"Mr. Su Mo, may I ask if what your brother said yesterday is true?"

"May I ask what you think about the suspicion on the Internet that you were able to be shortlisted this time, but you actually used some improper means?"

The noise made Su Mo unable to react for a while.

He took a few steps back, then turned around and ran away.

Of course, those reporters couldn't let a sweet potato like him run away, and they all wanted to chase him.But after all, this is the hotel that the organizer had selected thousands of times for the contestants, and the well-trained security guards were dispatched immediately, finally blocking all these reporters outside.

"what happened……"

Su Mo frowned, and turned to look at the bustling reporters behind him who still refused to give up.

"system."

Su Mo yelled.

"Give me a summary of the cause and effect of the matter within 1 minute."

After all, it is a high-latitude system, with good computing power and the ability to collect and summarize information, all of which are unattainable by technology in other dimensions.

So within 1 minute, the system really summed up everything and sent it to Sumo.

Su Mo glanced over and probably already had an idea in his heart.

Everything was a follow-up to what happened last night, when the conversation between Sumo and Galil was undoubtedly videotaped and uploaded on the Internet.

This immediately caused an uproar, and after one night, this matter continued to ferment, and now it has become the most popular on social software with extremely large user groups such as Facebook, Twitter, and ○Bo.

After all, it was TGP, but now it has been revealed that some contestants are suspected of cheating, which is the same as the Olympic finalists suspected of taking doping.

Su Mo pressed his temple with some headache.He turned on the TV, and what he saw happened to be the interview report of his good senior brother who was not blocked by himself, and it was still broadcast live.

On the screen, Galil was filled with righteous indignation and waved his arms.

"...Yes, that's right, I don't believe it was drawn by Su Mo! You have no idea how degenerate that guy has been all these years!"

"That painting couldn't have been painted by Su Mo—at least it couldn't have been done by him alone! I've watched him for seven years, and no one knows what Su Mo is like better than me!"

"What's more, the emotions expressed in that painting are not at all what a half-grown child like him who doesn't even have full hair can have!"

"Even the Son of God who was once favored by the gods has long since fallen and lost the blessings from the gods!"

He made a declaration so decisively.

"Oh?"

Tarvis laughed when he heard Galil's sonorous and unwavering voice coming from the loudspeaker.

"I don't know, when will human beings be able to presumptuously speculate on the will of the gods."

He appeared and stood in front of Somo.The man's figure was tall, as if he could hold the pale and fragile young man in his arms.

Tarvis lowered his head, and under Su Mo's vigilant eyes like a frightened cat, he gently patted his head.

...like petting a cat.

"I like you very much."

As Tarvis said this, a dark light flickered in those blood-red eyes.

Su Mo instinctively felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly wanted to use other things to attract Tarvis' attention and bring this dangerous topic to the past.

At this time, his cell phone rang very timely.

Su Mo was overjoyed, but nodded to Tarvis calmly, then reached out and took the phone.

"Hello, teacher?"

That's right, it was Master Meagan who called.The old man obviously also saw the bloodbath on the Internet, so he called Su Mo in a hurry to ask.

"okay……"

"It's okay, don't worry...yes..."

"Okay, I know……"

I don't know what Master Meagan said on the phone, but I can only hear Su Mo's "uh-uh-uh" agreement.

"It's okay, teacher, I don't care about those slanders."

Soma said.

"Whatever the truth is, I will naturally use my work to speak in the final. Nothing is more convincing than that."

After Su Mo hung up the phone, he saw Tarvis sitting by the bed, looking at him with dark red eyes without blinking, with a faint smile inside.

"On your own strength?"

Tarvis asked.

"With your help."

Somo knew very well the principle of being able to bend and stretch.

So Tarvis waved in satisfaction, signaling Somo to go over.

[Host, do you seem to be selling yourself to beg for support from a financial master now? 】

system asks.

Su Mo's face was not very good-looking.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm still a clean and good family man."

【Oh, I understand, great magician. 】

"shut up!"

*****

It was probably because Sumo never stood up to say anything to clarify from the beginning to the end, so the turmoil intensified.Many people even forced the organizing committee of the tgp competition to disqualify Sumo from participating.

Even if the tgp organizing committee specially issued a statement for this, there was no way to stop the bloody public opinion.

Under such circumstances, the day of the TGP finals arrived as promised.

If the other contestants were greeted with applause and screams from fans when they entered, then when it was Sumo's turn, there was booing and booing.Some people even screamed, threatening to tell Somo to roll down.

The organizer was not afraid of big things, and the host even asked Sumo this question when introducing him.

"Now it is said on the Internet that your name is not worthy of your name, and that you were able to enter the finals by other means. I don't know what you think about this?"

The final of the tgp competition was broadcast live to the whole world, so everyone could see that the pale, gloomy-looking young man heard the words and raised his eyebrows, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Then I'll make them all end up crazy about me."

The young man's thin lips parted slightly, but the words that came out of them were rampant that did not match his appearance at all.

"..."

The host is also speechless. You know that your image is already very dark, but instead of trying to clean it up, you actually dare to continue talking nonsense?

The host almost wanted to applaud Su Mo's courage.

After introducing all the judges and contestants, the host announced that this tgp competition has officially started!

"Then now, let us invite the ten works that have been shortlisted for the finals this time—similarly, this is the first time that these ten works will be shown to the outside world."

"They are selected by the teachers of the jury from tens of thousands of paintings from all over the world. Now, let us express our warm welcome with applause!"

Amid the thunderous applause, well-dressed hostesses with sweet smiles pushed ten framed works into the exhibition.

Undoubtedly, each of them is a rare treasure in the world, and it is an excellent work worthy of being hung on the wall for careful appreciation.

Many people's eyes fell on the work representing Su Mo, wanting to see what the work of the young man involved in the turmoil looked like.

—and then they all fell silent.

In a world like the end of the world, the white bones are eerie and terrifying.But on top of this, there is a flower called "Hope". Even though it was born from the blood, it also brings people the urge to cry.

What's even more frightening is that if you stare at the painting for a long time, you can still hear the desperate screams of human beings in the last days, and the weeping of the deceased before dying.

However, just when the heart was full of fear and was about to indulge in such a gloomy mood, there was the soft sound of flowers blooming in my ears, like the rain under a long drought, from that kind of despair In the midst of being pulled back, he looked at the world in a daze again.

"Is... a painting like that?"

After a long time, someone finally made a noise.

The big words that the boy uttered a few minutes ago have now been proven to be true.

That is indeed—the most advanced painting that can drive anyone who sees it crazy.

The host squeezed the cue card in his hand.

"Then next, I will announce the winners of this TGP competition."

"No.10, Austria, Brooke Randolph."

"No.9, America, Juliette Olga."

"No. 8..."

.........

"No.1, Huaxia, Sumo."

World uproar!

"Isn't Su Mo suspected of hiring someone to do the painting?! Such a person can actually win the TGP competition?"

"Who knows if the TGP contest seven years ago also hired someone to do the painting!"

"Could it be that the tgp competition has fallen to this point now, and even this kind of person can be awarded awards?!"

All of a sudden, the Internet seemed to explode, and the denunciation was endless, occupying the mainstream.Even in the auditorium of the tgp contest, people were talking about it.

Su Mo moved his eyebrows slightly, looked at the camera that was broadcasting live, and then turned his head to look at the host who was smiling wryly in the face of this situation.

"Microphone, can I borrow it?"

Somo asked.

"Uh, no, no problem..."

Although I didn't know why Su Mo made such a request, the situation couldn't be worse than it is now, so the host followed Su Mo's wishes and handed him the microphone.

"Hi everyone, I'm Sumo."

Su Mo raised his eyes slightly, the eyes were so bright that one could hardly help but be addicted to it.

"I know that many people don't recognize me for winning this award..."

He laughed.

"Why, don't you believe what my senior brother says, but you don't want to admit to my real work?"

Somo's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"I can swear with a clear conscience that this painting, from conception to drawing, is all done by myself."

"However, my dear senior brother, you dare to use all your future in painting as a guarantee, do you—do you have a clear conscience?"

Su Mo's eyes were sharp, as if he could see Galil on the opposite side through the screen of the camera.

"..."

Galil, who was also sitting on the seat below the Palace of Versailles, swallowed involuntarily.

Does he dare?

He dare not.

Because Galil knows better than anyone else that the painting is indeed Su Mo himself. It took him half a year to sit in the room that belonged to him, drawing one stroke at a time to create the painting that is today. birth.

Galil had seen that painting of Sumo, he knew how complete this painting was, and also knew what kind of glory this painting would bring to Somo.

But he still felt unwilling, resentful and resentful.It would be fine to say that Sumo has always been such a lofty son of God who can only be worshiped by ordinary people, but he has also been stranded in the sea.

So this has to make a mortal like Galil have delusions that he shouldn't have, imagining that if the other party is always like this, wouldn't it be best——

Coupled with the influence and driving of the spirit from the outer gods, he would have such a dark mind and make it reality.

That's right, that's not something you can draw.

Now that you have fallen and fallen into the quagmire, why do you have to stand up again, as if nothing had happened, and go back to the clouds, leaving me and other mortals looking up with despair?

At this moment, the pair of brothers looked at each other.One stands tall, standing under the dazzling spotlight on the stage, as if covered with gold rims all over his body; the other hides in the dark, with poison in his eyes, dark and serene.

Galil's mind went blank, he didn't know how to deal with it now.

But to his surprise, Su Mo was not aggressive, and seemed to just take the matter lightly.

He turned his head and looked at the camera again. The abyss seemed to be reflected in those emerald green pupils, and the strong sense of oppression was silently conveyed to everyone who was watching him through the screen.

"You don't want to admit it... So, what if everyone can see it with their own eyes?"

"Let everyone see with their own eyes how I create, so there won't be any problems."

Su Mo raised his hand, with a provocative smile on his face.

"I applied to the organizing committee of the TGP competition to conduct a live broadcast of me 24 hours a day for several months..."

"Until my next painting is finished."

"I don't know if this can prove my innocence—prove that Sumo is eligible to win the No.1 award in this tgp competition!"