There’s A Bug In Me

Chen Bing won't mind if both sides take what they need, but just to take advantage of each other, kicking away after eating dry, that is the scum, and Chen Bing will naturally not do it.

Not wanting to waste time on both sides, Chen Bing also implied An Yi euphemistically, so that she would stop wasting time on him and find another goal better.

But how did Anyi see Chen Bing's temptation to her unmoved, her eyes brightened, thinking that she had found the treasure, she vowed to chase Chen Bing, and came to Chen Bing more diligently.

Two more days later, Chen Bing's body has clearly recovered, but Chen Bing is a bit speechless about Anyi's actions, and can't understand what she thinks.

But he said everything that should be said, and Chen Bing did not waste any more words. He originally expected to do rehabilitation exercises for ten days. Now six days have passed, and there are three or four days left. He will not be so diligent. No matter how diligent, Anyi can hardly find time to cater to him. After all, she is a club coach and has a lot of work to do.

As for the remaining few days, Chen Bing couldn't manage if she insisted on sending him welfare.

Having said that, the attractiveness of a beautiful woman with a good figure, wearing a tights, shorts and a tank top, is really not covered. When he finds a girlfriend in the future, he must buy a set too!

No, there is more than one set, short, long, and full body.

At the time of Chen Bing's YY, the competition for the Beijing Huaxia Youth Art Exhibition also entered the final stage.

Today, a crowd of judges will select the winning entries, and then they will be exhibited.

"Then the final selection result will be announced according to this list. Don't you have any opinions?"

Huang Yongnian stood on the podium at the conference, looking at the judges below, and said slowly.

Sweeping from the judges, his eyes finally fell on another middle-aged man who was much older than him.

This is Fan Jingyuan, the president of China Oil Painting Association. The Oil Painting Association is not as good as the Fine Arts Association, but it is also one of the largest painting associations in China.

There is a struggle where there are people. The China Youth Art Exhibition has been hosted by the Fine Arts Association and other associations in recent years.

In order to compete for the main authority to undertake, various associations fought openly and secretly.

However, in the past two years, as the Fine Arts Association has become more and more important and more powerful, with the exception of the Oil Painting Association, the other associations have been on the same front with the Fine Arts Association.

In the past, at this stage of the selection, Fan Jingyuan and Wang Yongnian would face each other tit-for-tat and would not let him easily succeed. But this year, Fan Jingyuan didn’t say a word, just silently watching him determine the ranking of each painting. Wang Yongnian thought about it. Happy mood.

It seems that this guy, knowing that he is not an opponent, and that fighting is also self-inflicted, he just won't fight.

"Hold on." Just as Wang Yongnian thought so, Fan Jingyuan stood up and said.

"President Fan, what do you think?" Wang Yongnian asked the old god.

Stand up at this time to comment, that is the rhythm of trouble.

However, Wang Yongnian is not afraid. The judges have an overwhelming majority. No matter how Fan Jingyuan makes trouble, he cannot change the result.

"Chairman Wang, it seems that you haven't realized what mistakes you made." Fan Jingyuan said faintly.

"President Fan, what do you mean by this?" Wang Yongnian frowned. He didn't expect Fan Jingyuan to suddenly say such words.

Wrong words can be big or small. Under normal circumstances, such words will not appear in formal meetings.

If it appears, it is ready to knock someone off.

He knew what Wang Yongnian had done, but he believed that he would not have a handle on Fan Jingyuan's hands.

Therefore, Wang Yongnian couldn't understand Fan Jingyuan's sudden attack.

If Fan Jingyuan couldn't say one reason, Wang Yong wouldn't let him go easily.

"Chairman Wang, at this time, you still don't know about self-reflection. It seems that you are really fascinated by profit." Fan Jingyuan shook his head. He stepped forward and took out "The Dusk of the City."

"Special award, you can't figure it out, do you know what this painting means?" Fan Jingyuan spread the painting in front of all the judges and asked Wang Yongnian with a sneer.

"This is a painting made by a certain Wei master after he made a breakthrough. As I said at the meeting, I finally decided to add a special award for it. It was agreed by everyone. You don’t have any objection to President Fan. Now you come up with this painting. What does it mean to say something?"

Wang Yongnian felt bad, but he still spoke calmly and wanted to draw Fan Jingyuan and everyone in, so that even if there was a problem, he could not be blamed alone, but everyone should share the responsibility.

"I don’t understand it! I’ve never raised my hand to agree, but now you don’t care if I raise my hand or not. I just want to see how much trouble you can get. I’ve made it clear for this painting. I saw it before. , I felt a bit wrong. Then I borrowed the painting for a comprehensive appraisal, and finally confirmed that the painting was painted two days before the deadline for submission. Not only that, the painting was in less than an hour Done! President Wang, do you know what this means?"

Fan Jingyuan said quietly, and his voice fell, and the entire conference room was shocked.

"Done in an hour? How could it be possible!"

"If so, the person who painted this painting would be amazing!"

"It's more than amazing. At present, no one in the world can do it!"

An exclamation sounded from the judges below.

Every one of them has already felt the extraordinaryness of the painting "The Dusk of the City". The expressiveness of this simple picture made them amazed.

But now Fan Jingyuan says that the painting was painted in less than an hour. What does this show?

It shows that this painting is just a random work of the painter, and the painter behind it is far from real strength!

In their impression, Huaxia does not have such a heaven-defying painter, and now only to find that painter, Huaxia will have a world-class master, even those foreign masters are far behind!

But Wang Yongnian could not find the most extraordinary place in "Urban Twilight". He just wanted to award a special prize that was painless and painless. The mistakes he made were definitely not small.

And because the painting was delivered anonymously, they could not rule out that the actual submission was not a Chinese, but a provocation from a foreign country.

And they failed to identify such an amazing oil painting. Without evidence, they overturned the original selection rules and added a special award.

Once things spread, the reputation of China's art industry will be greatly lost in the international community.

If Wang Yongnian had no selfishness, it would be nothing more than an unintentional loss.

However, everyone present was very clear about what Wang Yongnian and the Art Association did.

For his own benefit, to lose the reputation of the entire industry and even China, Wang Yongnian made this mistake.

Wang Yongnian's face sank, knowing that he was in trouble this time.

...

This afternoon, the competition results of the China Youth Art Exhibition were announced.

It is very different from the previous leaks. There is only one first prize, and the rest of the second and third grades, as well as the list of outstanding awards, are also very different from the leaked list of winners.

Some people who were already full of confidence were dumbfounded when they saw this newly released list of awards. Others were overjoyed when they saw their names on the list.

"Find out who painted it."

In the Oil Painting Association, Fan Jingyuan is in a good mood.

Originally, he was no match for Wang Yongnian. Unexpectedly, the sky fell pie, Wang Yongnian's desire for profit, he dug a big hole for himself, and gave Fan Jingyuan a chance to come back.

"No, the people related to the young man's face have been investigated, and no one can be suspected~www.readwn.com~ Assistant Fan Jingyuan shook his head.

"The exhibition has been confirmed. When the exhibition is over, I will meet the young man in person before I can find it!"

Fan Jingyuan made a decision.

Following the express information, it is not difficult to find the oil paintings sent by Chen Bing. After all, the express delivery, ID card, phone number, and address will all be registered. The association wants to know these are very simple.

However, Fan Jingyuan and others would naturally not think that the painting was painted by Chen Bing, but that a certain master had delivered the painting to the Fine Arts Association through Chen Bing's hand.

Chen Bing is too young, and there is no record showing that he has studied oil painting. It is impossible for him to paint painting.

Fan Jingyuan did it deliberately because he didn't rush to find Chen Bing and the master behind Chen Bing.

When the painting is started, "Twilight of the City" will become famous. Then the master wants to feel his sincerity, or he will look for it now, but he may not be able to see it.

(Chapter 4, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone!)