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Chapter 96 It's because of Bo Xinglan...

Early the next morning, a piece of audio was circulated on the Internet.

According to the publisher, this audio was spoken by Professor Yuan from Yunshang College.

Due to the vigor and vigor of the recent art competition, coupled with the continuous media before, Professor Yuan was regarded as the favorite to win the award, and a lot of reports were made.

Now almost everyone knows the identity of Professor Yuan.

Professor Yuan and his student, Misha, are the hottest people in this competition.

But in the audio, Professor Yuan pointed the finger at Misha!

Questioned Misha's painting level, saying that it was impossible for her to draw such a painting.

He even hinted that Misha's painting was probably bought!

As soon as the news came out, everyone was boiling.

Who is Professor Yuan?Who is Misha?

The two are teachers and students, colleagues and competitors.

But now Professor Yuan's words simply pushed Mi Xia to the forefront.

Just at this news, someone began to spread rumors on the Internet, saying that it was impossible for Misha to draw such a painting.

Some people even began to doubt the authenticity of Misha's painting.

On the Internet, some people jointly stated that they want to make Mi Xia famous from the finals!
There was a lot of noise about the disqualification of the competition.

Before Misha entered the school, he felt a few obvious sights.

Walking in for a while, the sight became more and more obvious.

Even, there will often be some voices around, and every word and every word will get into Misha's ears.

"A cheater dares to come to school?"

"Why is she still here? When will she be removed from the competition?"

"Except what name? Don't you know? I heard that she has a backstage."

"What background?"

"Who knows, there is a backstage anyway, otherwise there was such a big movement of delisting before, but there was no news at all?"

Listening to their conversation, Misha's face darkened slightly, and his steps slowed down a bit.

The surrounding voices became more and more clear, and some people even began to point and point.

When passing by the bulletin board, Mi Xia paused, and suddenly saw ink splashed on the bulletin board!
In the previous announcement about the art competition, Mi Xia's painting was messed up!
Misha frowned, her heart felt heavy like a stone had been pressed.

As soon as she returned to the classroom, Misha took out the drawing board, and Shasha hurried in.

"Xiao Xia! Xiao Xia!"

She ran directly in front of Misha, panting heavily.

"Did you see the bulletin board when you came to school just now?"

Misha took out the brush and oil paint, and said lightly: "I see."

"See?"

Sasha leaned over in surprise, observing Misha's expression, but found nothing wrong.

Misha looked really calm.

"Xiaoxia..."

Shasha held her back.

"Xiao Xia, don't be sad, they are too much! They are obviously not as good as you, but they still do such a thing!"

"Shasha, I'm fine."

Mi Xia smiled, the cloud was calm and breezy.

Shasha looked at her in disbelief, and leaned closer, almost touching her face.

"Really? Are you too open-minded? Are you not angry when they do this?"

"Of course I'm angry, but I'm even more happy. You said it yourself, they are so seated because they are not as good as me. Shouldn't I be happy?"

In fact, it's not that Mi Xia is not angry. When she first saw those words on the Internet, she was even more angry than Shasha.

But because of Bo Xinglan...

Thinking of what Bo Xinglan said to her, the corners of Mi Xia's mouth slowly raised.

"Needless to say, let's start class soon."

Shasha looked at her in surprise, and sat down on the side seat in doubt.

Misha had just adjusted the oil paint and picked up the brush when the door of the classroom was suddenly opened.

"Misha, come out!"

Mi Xia turned her head and saw Professor Yuan standing at the door with a sullen face.

(End of this chapter)