I was forced to work part-time after disguising as an NPC [Unlimited]

When Chen Li stepped into the competition field, there were already competitors waiting in the stadium. As soon as he approached, he became the center of sight.

All kinds of complicated gazes were cast on him, but Chen Li didn't respond.

After becoming an NPC in the horror world, he no longer fears the sight of others as before.

At least the gazes of these ordinary people who are not threatened with death are much gentler than the fearful and suspicious gazes of players in the horror world.

One of the contestants, who originally wanted to see his stage fright, didn't see the picture he imagined, and cut a small voice of dissatisfaction and took the initiative to step forward: "Are you the dark horse who is very popular on the Internet recently?"

He talked about dark horses, but the contempt flashed in his eyes.

001 issued a reminder: [The visitor is not kind. 】

Some contestants showed expressions of watching a show, and some were slightly worried, but none of them planned to step forward to make a rescue.

"I'm not a dark horse." Chen Li was very polite, "My name is Chen Li, what about you?"

Dimon didn't expect that he would not recognize him, and his face turned green instantly: "My name is Damon, a student of Master Li Huasheng."

When he mentioned the teacher he was proud of, his arrogance returned to his face.

He pretended to be puzzled and looked at him: "You entered the finals step by step, it must be very hard, right? But to be honest, in recent years, the Kingdee champions have come from those of us who have directly entered the finals, and this year there probably won't be any What a change."

This sentence immediately offended several contestants who entered the finals by virtue of their own strength. They looked at Dimon unkindly, but they did not dare to cause any trouble at this time.

Everyone was waiting to see Chen Li's reaction, but he just nodded flatly: "Well, because the people who can get the direct final places are the outstanding ones that everyone expects."

It was as if a punch had been punched into the cotton, and Damon didn't feel good at all. He also knew that friction before the game was not a good thing, but when he thought of the crowds gathered outside the gate just now, all of them came to support him, he just Can't help sour water.

He is obviously just a lucky person, so why should he have a higher voice than him.

It's just a young painter who was born with an unknown teacher. The most indispensable thing in this circle is such a fallen genius. After this heat is over, he will become an unknown pawn that no one cares about.

Damon sneered, he stopped pretending, and looked at him maliciously: "In this case, you should know that you have no chance of winning."

"Hahaha, it's a good thing for young people to be young and energetic, but don't be too proud."

A cheerful smile came from behind everyone.

Everyone was stunned after looking at the source of the sound, and then let out a lot of surprise.

"It's actually Master Omicho? He is also a special guest for this competition?!"

Among the group of people who came, they were all well-known painters in the circle, and their arrival undoubtedly gave everyone present a shot in the arm.

At this time, no one cares about what Dimon just said.

Damon's face immediately turned ugly when he was directly pointed out for his pride, but he didn't dare to disrespect Omicho, so he could only secretly glared at Chen Li.

After seeing the person next to Omijo, his face immediately turned better, and he deliberately raised his voice: "Teacher! Why are you here?"

Although it was a question sentence, it showed an extremely moved expression. Some people glanced at him enviously, and whispered to their companions: "Didn't Master Li Huasheng go abroad a few days ago, and he came here specially for his apprentice's competition? OK."

Damon almost couldn't hold back his nostrils proudly, but in the next second, what Li Huasheng said was like a slap on his face, causing burning pain and shame.

Li Huasheng smiled and said, "I came this time to accept you as a junior."

Hearing this, Omicho immediately flew into a rage: "You old man, you are also eyeing the little chestnut, right!? Let me tell you, he will become my closed disciple, and the only student!!"

Li Huasheng's temper was also raised by him: "Did he agree with you? Huh? You don't even look in the mirror to see if you have the appearance of being a teacher!"

The big brothers started to quarrel, and no one dared to stop them, they could only cast their amazed eyes on Chen Li.

It is self-evident who "little chestnut" refers to.

Chen Li's originally cold surroundings suddenly surrounded many people, some with pure curiosity and admiration, and some with blatant flattery.

The crowd pushed Damon away intentionally or unintentionally, and Damon's face became extremely embarrassed. Not only Master Omijo wanted to take him as a disciple, but even his own teacher came for him. If there was a crack on the ground at this time, he would Be sure to get in.

Someone noticed him, and said in a low voice deliberately mocking: "Some people's faces are too big, and they think the world revolves around them."

Damon's face turned as red as a piece of pig's liver, and he tried to find the person with his eyes, but he could only make himself look even more ridiculous.

When the stadium was full of noise, the competition party finally came out to host. Chen Li followed the staff to the competition venue, and couldn't help but look back at Mr. Omiqiao.

Omijo waved happily at him, like a mischievous and friendly old man next door.

001: [This human being is pretty good. 】

Anyone could see that he was helping Chen Li just now.

Chen Li blinked, a smile appeared on his face: 【Yes. 】

After arriving at the competition venue specially organized by the museum, the staff explained in a warm voice: "We only accept sketches drawn on the spot for the final. This is your location. If you need anything, you can come to the staff in the museum for help."

Chen Li smiled shyly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." The staff blushed.

What a well-behaved child.

The episode that happened just now did not have any bad influence on Chen Li. After he sat down, he began to abandon all distracting thoughts, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Intense red and black are like the most beautiful colors under his brush.

By the time he stopped painting, the silhouettes of two people had faintly appeared on the canvas.

001 thought that he was going to stop to rest, but in fact he just stopped and thought for a few seconds, his eyes froze on the face of the tall man on the canvas.

Then he pursed his lips and continued to finish without saying a word. The two people on the silhouette were close to each other. Behind him was a large area of ​​Manzhushahua on the other side of the Yellow River. The tall man hugged the slender person in front of him tightly, The red hijab embroidered with butterflies in gold silk covered the head of the person being held, and he put his hands down vertically and quietly.

The man behind him shackled him, with his head lowered slightly, as if he was staring at him infinitely tenderly, just looking at him made people feel possessive.

Some people will be curious about the man's face, but when they look up, they will be surprised to find that the man's face is blank,

Nothing at all.

Chen Li was still adding details to the two people's wedding clothes, but he didn't seem to notice that the most important thing was missing from the painting.

This competition has been held for three days. During the three days, the judges and special guests cannot disturb the contestants who are painting, and the contestants are not allowed to leave the hall. Almost everyone is racing against time to complete their paintings.

Finally, an hour before the on-site evaluation, Chen Li stopped his paintbrush. As soon as the facial nerves that had been tense for three days relaxed, the corners of his mouth naturally rose.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

001 doesn't know how to appreciate human art, and it sincerely blows rainbow farts. In its view, the humans here are all weak, and none of them can compare to his host.

【Thank you, 001. 】Chen Li picked up the painting and walked to the awards site under the guidance of the staff.

He felt uneasy, as if a restless rabbit was jumping up and down, eagerly urging him to share this painting.

The competition site was opened today, and many media came to the scene. When Chen Li appeared, the flash light reached its peak. He was like a darling under the camera, and he looked good no matter what angle he took.

In order to capture the most eye-catching shots, media people pressed the shutter quickly and agitatedly.

Chen Li blinked, and Omiqiao sat on the guest seat and knocked angrily, urging: "Get started!"

There are ten judges in total, and the one with the highest score will be crowned this year's Kingdee champion.

When Chen Li turned the painting around, the eyes of the judges almost flickered, and one of the women was not stingy with her praise: "Oh my God, how did you come up with this subject?"

There is no restriction on the theme of the Kingdee final. The previous contestants all chose their own specialties, but none of the paintings can bring such strong emotions at the moment of opening.

Compared with his two previous paintings, which are also horror-style works, the emotion is even higher. If it was said to bring a sense of despair before, now it is the suffocation brought about by a complex shadow. The feeling is clear but it makes people feel foggy and unreal for no reason.

The praise from the judges made the others in the hall unable to bear back to their senses, and they asked their own questions a little loudly.

"Is this a ghost marriage? Is the person in the painting still alive?"

"I think they're in love, it's a creepy kind of love."

"No, the protagonist with the red hijab is not voluntary, look at his limbs!"

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, and there are various forms of artistic expression.

They didn't think there was anything wrong with the blankness on the tall man's face, and a lot of compliments flowed from the judges' mouths.

In the end, he got almost unanimous scores, with the highest score being 10 and the lowest being 8.5. None of the ten judges gave a score lower than 8.

Such a high score is extremely rare even if you look at the previous Kingdee.

Everyone expected to win the championship.

Dimon, who yelled the loudest at the beginning, didn't even get the top three.

The flashing lights flickered again when he stepped on the podium. Chen Li bent down slightly to take the trophy in a trance, tilted his head close to the trophy and made a sticker.

This scene directly became the top topic of the hot search tonight.

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When he returned to his home, it was already the next day, and his paintings were also brought back at Chen Li's request.

He carefully sat on the sofa with the painting in his arms. From the very beginning, he held a rabbit in his heart, but he didn't feel relieved in the slightest.

001 puzzled: [Host, are you unhappy? 】

Chen Li shook his head in confusion and stopped talking.

The painting won the first place, he was recognized, and he also showed this painting to many people, why did he still feel like a piece was missing in his heart.

The joy of sharing was not immediately transmitted to his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but Chen Li suddenly moved. He raised his arms and hugged the painting tightly, and there was a little joy in his voice: "System!"

【Eh? 】

Chen Li's face turned red: "I want to show it to Fu Moyan!"

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