After the princess ascended to the throne: Open live broadcast for the ancients

Chapter 84 The bonus is so high?contest
In the end, Mother Yu couldn't stand her aunt's persuasion and stayed for dinner.

Since Xiaoxiao can remember, she has never eaten such a sumptuous meal at her aunt's house, it seems that she has paid for it.

While eating, Wang Poyun came out of the room.

It’s a good thing that I’m an art student, let’s not talk about the holes in the jeans I’m wearing, but the hair that’s been dyed yellow, cut into a cockscomb, and wearing an earring, sitting at the dining table like a world-weary person .

"The Academy of Fine Arts allows you to dress up like this?" Xiaoxiao couldn't help asking.

Wang Poyun is now a freshman in an undergraduate college in Qingcheng.

"I'm getting it back when school starts." He ate with his head down and yawned.

"Poyun Hua's paintings are really good. What kind of award do you want to participate in? He is only a freshman, and the professors in the school have recommended him to participate. If he becomes famous, a painting can sell for tens of thousands in the future. .”

Xiaoxiao took over the conversation and said, "Well, yes, some people can sell a painting for several million." Then why did the sunflower sell for hundreds of millions.

The aunt didn't hear Xiaoxiao's irony, and said happily: "Yes, Xiaoxiao understands, art is very valuable now, wait for Poyun to draw a few more paintings, take them out and sell them, and the family will have money, borrow yours The money will be repaid soon, at worst, I will add some interest."

Xiaoxiao really wanted to haha.

Is painting so easy to become famous?Sell ​​if you want?

Of the number of graduates from art colleges across the country every year, few of them become painters.

But Yu's mother, as an aunt, must love her nephew, she smiled and said, "Poyun is promising."

Wang Poyun was very irritable: "You don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

"Why are you talking nonsense? It's just that the painting is good." Afraid that everyone would not believe it, my aunt went to the study and brought some Chinese paintings to show everyone.

"Look at this painting by Poyun, how delicate and beautiful the landscape is."

Not to mention, this Wang Poyun doesn't have good taste in clothes, but his paintings are not bad.

Yu Xiaoxiao from Daqing is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she naturally understands whether she is good or not.

"It's not bad, but here, if this person paints a little more abstractly, it may be more in line with the artistic conception of this painting."

"What do you know?" Wang Poyun dismissed it.

A high school student who had never learned to draw came to teach him.

Xiaoxiao shrugged her shoulders: "You don't listen."

My aunt rolled up the painting and said with a smile: "I have been painting this painting of Poyun for half a year. I have painted more than 30 pieces and practiced it. At that time, I will definitely win a prize. The gold prize is 20 yuan."

I have to listen to my aunt bragging again, each one is more arrogant than the other and looks down on others.

Xiaoxiao picked out her ears and was about to crack sunflower seeds on the sofa, but stopped when she heard it.

Turning his head suddenly: "What competition, almost so high?"

"Huaqing Cup Painting Competition, haven't you heard of it? You should know it if you don't study art. This competition is so famous, it can be said that it has the highest gold content in painting."

"There is really a bonus of 20?"

Wang Poyun snorted: "Of course, there can be fakes?"

Xiaoxiao was moved, this is 20 yuan.

If he had the 20 yuan, wouldn't it be so hard for Mu Chenjing to repay the debt?

"How to sign up? What size do I need?" Xiaoxiao chased him and asked, not afraid of his bad attitude.

Until he got impatient and told her all about the game.

"What are you doing? Why do you ask so clearly? You don't know how to draw."

"Of course I participated."

【Wang Poyun sneers, aunt and uncle sneer, points +50+50+50.】

[Father Yu and mother Yu were surprised, points +80+80.]

"Xiaoxiao, when did you learn to draw?"

My aunt chuckled: "Xiaoxiao, this is not just for those who can do graffiti to participate in the competition. There is also the preliminaries. This is a regular competition. Even if there are people, you can't do it if you can't draw well. You can't just follow the big prize money. join in the fun."

Xiaoxiao didn't plan to pay attention to them.

She wants to quietly amaze everyone.

"Mom and Dad, aren't we going to the city? Let's go."

She didn't plan to go to the city at first, but now she is going to buy art supplies, and the competition channel will end in three days.

She has to hurry up.

"Xiaoxiao, we are really going to buy art supplies, are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding. I have been talented in art since I was a child. Do you think I play the piano very well? I taught myself. Not only did I learn the piano by myself, but I also know a little bit of calligraphy and painting."

Only then did Yu's father and Yu's mother recall the video of their daughter playing the piano. They couldn't believe that it was their daughter, it was indeed beautiful and pleasant to hear.

"Go, Mom and Dad will accompany you to buy, we want the best."

The ancients, especially those from Kyoto laughed.

"Aunt Saint is really snobbish. She usually treats people badly. She only looks good when she needs to borrow money from others. You don't need such relatives."

"Relying on the King Chen, the saint will definitely prosper in the future, and regret it when the time comes."

"She still looks down on people. The saint was the most talented woman in Kyoto back then. She knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now her calligraphy and painting are sold at sky-high prices, and they can't be grabbed."

"Wait for the Holy Maiden's work to win, and their family will be slapped in the face."

"By the way, the saint is also short of money? It seems that she went there for the 20 bonus."

"I heard that the saint has suffered a lot in the Duke's mansion. Her stepmother and sister are vicious, and her father doesn't care about her. She has to earn her own food. However, the saint will help a beggar when she sees a beggar. That's probably it. Let's develop a good habit of thrift."

The saint Xiaoxiao is very famous now. The stories about her going out to earn money to buy food and being with beggars have all been exposed.

Unexpectedly, the first lady of the Duke's Mansion is so down-to-earth, approachable and admirable.

Her weight in the hearts of the people of Daqing unknowingly became much heavier.

"Why haven't I seen King Chen for a long time? Why doesn't King Chen come to the saint's house during the Chinese New Year?" Eunuch Li stood in the imperial garden and stared at the curtain, talking to himself.

So as soon as King Chen came out, he would tell the emperor and queen.

It's the Chinese New Year, and the ancient times also paid attention to a reunion, so the King Chen was missing.

The emperor and queen planned to watch Prince Chen having a reunion dinner, so they acted as Prince Chen was here.

Who knew that he hadn't seen Prince Chen on the curtain for several days, and was in a bad mood.

The festive days of reunion and festival were overwhelmed by the sighs from the emperor's back.

Everyone dared not take a breath, let alone say a festival.

The Holy Maiden's family had a very happy Chinese New Year, so why didn't they invite King Chen back?
"Hey, the same is true for the saint. For the New Year's Eve, what kind of overtime does Prince Chen have to work? If you work overtime, don't even mention going to visit, let Chen Wang work alone during the New Year's Eve?"

He can imagine how the emperor and queen feel distressed.

The dignified prince is actually working so hard.

(End of this chapter)