My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Ning Li called Geng Haifan, the head teacher, and asked for leave.

Geng Haifan is a Chinese teacher in class 1, grade 3, and the head of the Chinese group of the whole grade. He went to the province to participate in the research a few days ago and came back yesterday.

He knows more about Ning Li, and because he has a 13-year-old daughter, he sympathizes with and takes care of Ning Li.

"Oh, by the way, I remember that ye porcelain is going to the City Art Center to participate in the final of Huaqing cup today. Are you going there to ask for leave?" Geng Haifan asked.

Ning Li paused.

"Yes."

"That's OK."

Geng Haifan was relieved.

Ning Li has experienced a lot of trouble recently. It's good to go to relax. In addition, she can contact her mother and ye porcelain.

Geng Haifan has seen her full score test paper, so even if she misses a few classes, he doesn't worry.

The most important thing for senior three students is their mentality.

"Thank you, Mr. Geng."

Ning Li hung up and stopped a taxi at the school gate.

......

Yunzhou Art Center.

As soon as Ning Li got off the bus, he saw Wei songzhe standing on the roadside waiting anxiously.

As soon as he saw her, Wei songzhe hurried over:

"Sister Li!"

Ning Li came straight to the point: "where's the painting?"

"Inside, come with me."

Wei songzhe took Ning Li inside.

There were twenty participants in the final of Huaqing cup, and everyone was assigned a room.

The two entered the room with the nameplate "Wei songzhe".

At the corner, ye porcelain and Su Yuan just happened to go upstairs.

Accompanied by a middle-aged man in his forties, Zhan Qing, vice chairman of the painting association.

"Today, in addition to me and some teachers from the painting association, Miss Yu will also come."

Mr. Yu, the chairman of the painting association, Yu Pingchuan.

This is a real master of oil painting. He is very famous. He has held many art exhibitions at home and abroad and is also a member of the National Painting Association.

He usually likes to go out to collect wind and rarely stays in Yunzhou. This time, he came back specially for the final of Huaqing cup.

"Xiaoporcelain, if your painting can enter Mr. Yu's eyes, there will be a bright future in the future!"

Ye porcelain was also nervous.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhan. I'll work hard."

Zhan Qing smiles:

"Mrs. ye, the baby daughter you raised is excellent!"

The compliment was very useful to Su Yuan.

"No, thanks to your advice and the child's own intentions, we really didn't take care of her in this regard."

The two sides exchanged greetings again, and Zhan Qing took the lead upstairs.

Ye porcelain went to their room.

Suddenly, ye porcelain steps.

Su Yuan looked at her and asked strangely:

"Xiao porcelain, what's the matter?"

Ye porcelain hesitated:

"I just seemed to see sister Ning Li."

Su Yuan frowned:

"You invited her twice before, didn't she refuse? Why is she here now? Besides, she has no invitation. "

The final specification of Huaqing cup is very high. Without an invitation, you can't even enter the gate.

When ye porcelain heard this, she thought she was thinking too much.

"That should be my mistake."

She stared at the nameplate of "Wei songzhe" for a few more eyes and gently breathed out a breath.

"Mom, let's go."

......

"The competition officially began at 10 a.m. I just went out to the bathroom and came back to see that the painting was splashed."

Wei songzhe is very angry.

Ning Li looks at the picture in front of her.

This is an oil painting. The picture is an old urban area. The sun rises at the beginning, a layer of clear morning light is shrouded, and two or three pedestrians on the street are filled with human fireworks.

It was originally a good painting, but it was destroyed by a mass of blue and black paint.

"It's all my fault that I forgot to lock the door when I left“ Wei songzhe looked at Ning Li with a headache. "Sister Li, what should I do?"

Ning Li took the paint board from the side.

"No one can predict such a thing. After all, not everyone can do it. It's a matter of directly destroying other people's paintings here."

Wei songzhe also felt incredible.

"Yes! I said, if anyone does this, monitor and check it out - lying in the slot! If you are so brave, will the monitoring be broken? "

Ning Li looks calm:

"Either bad or bad."

Wei songzhe turned and walked out.

"I have to tell the painting association about it!"

"It doesn't help to go now. Let's wait until the game is over."

Ning Li began to color.

"At that time, the truth will always come out."

Wei songzhe scratched his head and came behind her.

"However, Sister Li, there are only two hours left before the competition. Even if we apply for the last place, it's too late“

Ning Li gently breathed out a breath.

After the car accident in her last life, she hardly took a paintbrush in her hand.

She lifted her pen:

"It's too late."

......

Ten o'clock.

Third floor lobby.

On the stage, all the contestants' paintings were taken up in turn.

Each painting needs to be seen and scored by seven judges respectively. The average score is the final score.

Su Yuan and others sat under the stage, waiting for the results.

Several judges stood in front of a picture and whispered something.

"This painting is very good. The spatial structure and color are excellent. It's really rare to draw such a standard under the age of 20“

"I also think this one is slightly better than the others."

"Eh, Zhan Qing, you seem to have praised this leaf porcelain before“

Zhan Qing smiled.

"Yes, the child is really talented in painting. I only gave two instructions and made great progress. "

He said, looking at Yu Pingchuan.

"Miss Yu, what do you think?"

Yu Pingchuan, 53, has a refined temperament.

He glanced at the picture without comment.

"Yes, but it's a pity that the craftsman's spirit is slightly heavier and less spiritual."

A judge nearby smiled and said:

"Mr. Yu's vision is too high. This level can be regarded as the top in this year's Huaqing cup“

"Well, why are there only nineteen paintings here?" Another judge asked strangely.

Zhan Qing explained:

"The child's painting has a temporary problem and is being repaired. It should be delivered soon."

Under the stage, Su Yuan is chatting with the families of other contestants.

"Mrs. ye, it seems that the first is your Ye porcelain?"

Su Yuan's smile was gentle and appropriate.

"The game is not over yet. It's hard to say."

"What's hard to say? I think several judges praised her! "

"Taking the first place, ye porcelain is equivalent to stepping into Xijing university. Mrs. ye, you have such an excellent daughter, which is really enviable!"

Su Yuan's boredom caused by a lot of trouble caused by Ning Li was swept away.

Just then, the side door was pushed open, and Wei songzhe came in with his painting.

In fact, everyone has no hope for his paintings.

A good work needs a long time of conception and preparation. What can he do with this temporary change?

However, when the painting was displayed in front of several judges, they were stunned and fell into silence.

It was the city before dawn.

Before dawn, it was the darkest time, and the steel forest was silent in the night.

Only at the end of the sky, a faint light loomed.

Like an endless dull tie, it was torn open, and the vigorous vitality almost overflowed.

Like a cocoon broken and reborn in the lonely night.

Yu Pingchuan looked at the painting and remained silent for a long time before looking at Wei songzhe.

"This is... Who helped you change it?"