Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 82 New painting, new game
The National Art Competition is the largest and most influential art competition in the country.

The competition includes three types of Chinese painting, oil painting and watercolor, and a No.1 will be selected for each type. If you get the No.1, you can hold a personal exhibition in the largest gallery in the country.

Students from all art colleges and universities across the country, as well as countless graduates or those who have not attended school, and those who are interested in painting can sign up to participate.

Even people who have already made a name for themselves and are well-known across the country can participate, such as Professor Yuan.

It took Mi Xia ten days to soak in the school's studio before he finally had an idea.

The butterflies on the canvas are so lifelike, the sun shines on it, and the two butterflies seem to be flying at any moment.

Misha looked at it with satisfaction and wiped off the sweat on his forehead.

This painting is comparable to the previous one of Bo Xinglan's back view, and it is the one that Mi Xia is most satisfied with in the past month.

After finishing the final patch, the phone rang suddenly.

Misha took it out and took a look, pressing the paintbrush with one hand.

"Hello, Sasha?"

Shasha's voice came from the phone.

"Xiao Xia, where are you?"

"In the school studio, what's the matter?"

Shasha was surprised and said, "Are you still in school? Isn't today the weekend?"

Misha stopped the paintbrush in her hand.

"I can concentrate better in school and I have a deadline tomorrow."

And when she was at Bo's house, her attention was always unconsciously shifted to Bo Xinglan.

At school, you can also concentrate better.

"I guessed that you would be in the classroom, Xiao Xia, can you help me find out, is my mobile phone in the classroom? I can't find it."

Mi Xia looked around, and sure enough, he saw Mi Xia's cell phone on another table.

"It's on the table."

"Great, I'm almost at the school gate."

Misha took the phone over and walked outside.

"No need to come in, I'll bring it to you."

As soon as she left the school, Shasha stood at the door.

After taking the phone, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Great, I thought I lost it."

Mi Xia glanced at her, and saw that she couldn't wait to flip through her phone, and smiled teasingly.

"What's in the phone that's so important? Let you run over after sitting in the car for so long."

"What's there..."

Two red clouds floated on Shasha's cheeks, Mi Xia obviously didn't believe it.

"Really?"

"Well, don't tell anyone."

"ensure."

Misha leaned over and saw that the photo album on Shasha's phone was full of photos.

She took a closer look and found that those photos were all of the same person!

"This is...Xi Huaixiu?"

Misha's eyes widened in shock.

Unexpectedly, Shasha liked this Xi Huaixiu so much and took so many photos.

And from the point of view, these photos are all candid shots.

Even through the photo, Misha can still feel the unflavored aura on him.

Shasha's face became more and more red, and she quickly put away her phone.

"You promise me you won't tell anyone."

Only then did Misha recover from her surprise.

"I won't tell. But Shasha, I didn't expect you to like him so much."

"I've already said it."

Shasha covered her face with her hands.

"I, I'll go back first."

Seeing Shasha get into the car, Mi Xia turned around with a smile.

"It seems that Shasha really likes that Xi Huaixiu."

Misha walked to the door of the studio, and when she looked up, she happened to see Millie coming out in a hurry.

"What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)