True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

   Chapter 91 is ruined! 【4 more】

  【Fuck, I'm all stupid, so she wrote this picture too? 】

  【Then she still said this picture is rubbish? Can't understand. 】

  【Before, you don't understand it. I studied painting at the Academy of Fine Arts, and every time I look at my previous paintings, I feel rubbish. 】

   [Me too, I can’t bear to look straight, still wondering how I can draw such an ugly picture. 】

  【Absolutely, I love this classmate. Didn’t you say that I didn’t write this word? Then I will say that the good words you think are rubbish, and then write on the spot and hit your face. Does it hurt? 】

  【It hurts, it hurts, Lin Xi's face is blue. 】

  Lin Xi became famous at a young age and is proud of herself.

  He started early, and the teacher is like the calligraphy master of Sheng Qingtang's generation.

  This is the first time that Sheng Qing has been trained in this way, and many people have said so.

  Just because of "cheating" together.

  Lin Xi is not a fool, he naturally thought of something.

  A glance at her, she reached Zhong Zhiwan, who was sitting under the stage.

  The eyes are extremely cold.

  Zhong Zhiwan hurriedly avoided Lin Xi's sight, his face paler, and his body trembled.

  The Minister of Arts and Culture noticed her misconceptions, and asked with concern: "Knowing that night, are you okay?"

  Zhong Zhiwan reluctantly smiled: "I'm fine."

  She held her palms and looked at the stage.

  Shengqingtang has a very high status in the art world, and Mr. Zhong cannot invite him.

  Just like Ying Zijin, can he even know Sheng Qingtang?

   Still ask Sheng Qingtang to show her the words?

  What a joke.

  She has learned calligraphy for 14 years, and in the eyes of calligraphers, she is just getting started.

  Ling Zijin has lived in Qingshui County since he was a child, and he can write such good characters without a teacher.

   is too unfair.

  Zhong Zhiwan let go of his hand and squeezed the school uniform again, restless.

  But she is the head of the student union, and she can’t leave.

   can only bite the bullet and stay here, enduring inner jealousy, very tormented.

  Wei Hou is no better than Zhong Zhi.

  Sheng Qingtang’s series of questions caught him off guard, and there was no room for salvation.

  Especially when he publicly admitted that it was his character, the evidence was simply a fatal blow.

   "Wei Hou, Wei Hou, I didn't expect you to steal the paintings of the little classmate Ying." Sheng Qingtang was even more angry, "and stamped his own seal, who do you think you are?"

   "I didn't steal it!" Wei Hoouchou flushed, and argued, "Someone gave it to me."

  Barrage scolded Sheng Qingtang.

  【Once you take it, others will give it to you, but you have a big face? 】

  【Let’s check this Wei Hou and his students, I guess there are a lot of things. 】

   [By the way, how about those who used to blow Wei Hou? Why is there no face coming out? Wei Hou is no one, Wei Hou is a shameless trash. 】

  【Wei Hou is good at this female high school? Did the keyboard man read the characters written by others? 】

   "Go!" Sheng Qingtang didn't want to hear Wei Ho say one more word, "Let's not affect the appearance of the city here."

  The two staff members helped Wei Hou down again.

   "You continue." Sheng Qingtang still has anger, "I'll go eat a melon to put out the fire."

  The president of the Shanghai City Art Association hurriedly said, "I will take you to the resting place."

  As a result, he had just walked a few steps, and Sheng Qingtang turned back angrily: "I took this character, don't you guys even want to touch it."

  Everyone: "..."

  They dare not touch it.

   Ying Zijin yawned, turned and stepped down, and returned to his seat.

  Just as she sat down and raised her head, she saw Xiu Yu and the other brothers moving away in awe.

  "……"

  嬴子衿 raised her eyebrows, her voice was light, and she smiled: "Don't be afraid."

   "I'm afraid, I'm so afraid." Xiu Yu wrapped his school uniform tightly, "Father Ying, you are really too sturdy, I have to admire it."

  I have to say that this psychological quality is really strong.

  Furthermore, she suspected that their father Ying had specially put down a set, waiting for someone to drill inside.

   Then Wei Hou got in.

   "So that character is also yours?" Jiang Ran turned his head, "How come it was in Wei Hou's hands?"

  嬴子衿 put on the baseball cap again, covering half of his face, only showing his chin: "Who knows."

   "You have to find out." Jiang Ran sneered, "I want to see--"

  Xiu Yu interface: "Who broke ground on our father."

  Jiang Ran: "..."

  Shente, our father.

   makes it the same as he entered the parentage.

  **

  After a good show, the opening ceremony kicked off.

   Outside the school gate, Zhong Manhua also came.

  She got out of the car, still dizzy with anger, and almost hit a tree.

  The butler still had eyesight and quick hands, and blocked it in time: "Madam, be careful."

  Zhong Manhua calmed down his emotions: "When will the opening ceremony end?"

  She won’t go in at this time to let others know that she is Yingzijin’s mother.

   "If it starts at nine o'clock, it should be over at ten thirty." The butler glanced at his watch, "It's nine thirty, madam, do you want to sit down in the coffee shop next to you?"

   "Go ahead." Zhong Manhua nodded.

  She was going to wait for the opening ceremony to end in the coffee shop, and then went in to pull out Yingziying.

  Cheat!

  Zhong Manhua looked ugly.

  Her Zhong Manhua’s biological daughter, she actually did such abusive things.

  What do the ladies in the celebrity circle think of her?

   "Mrs. Ying."

  A voice came from the front, calling her.

  Zhong Manhua's footsteps, the first reaction is to hide.

  It's too late.

  A noble lady greeted her with a pleasant surprise: "Mrs. Ying, it's really you."

  Zhong Manhua stiffened for a moment, and had to respond: "What a coincidence."

   "Mrs. Ying should not remember me." The lady didn't care, but she was very affectionate, "I met Mrs. Ying at the New Year's banquet."

  Zhong Manhua looked cold.

  What she doesn't remember is the family she doesn't like.

  She lost interest in communicating with the lady, and wanted to leave.

   "Mrs. Ying, you are really amazing." The lady said at this time, "Unexpectedly, your adopted daughter is also so good. You taught me well."

  Zhong Manhua stunned suddenly, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

  She has heard a lot of these things.

  After all, Xiaoxuan has given her up, and anyone she knows will praise her.

  Can you win?

  It’s a good thing not to mess with her, and she’s outstanding?

  "Ms. Ying, don’t you know?" The lady was surprised, "Isn’t Ms. Yingzijin your adopted daughter? Just now, I watched the live broadcast, she..."

   "Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Zhong Manhua interrupted her, "Go now."

   After finishing speaking, she hurried away, did not enter the cafe, but got in the car.

   even closed the car door, acting like a stranger not to enter.

  The lady was courteous, but she was lonely, and her face was a bit unsightly.

   "It's you who taught me politely. You really thought you taught it. What are you proud of..."

  The lady snorted and left.

  **

  In the lounge.

  At four o'clock in the afternoon, the list of winners will be posted on the bulletin board.

  The next day, the whole school will award trophies and bonuses.

"Sheng President, since you are here, why don't you start the award ceremony tomorrow?" The president of the Shanghai Art Association is very respectful. "In addition to many talented students this time, you can also see if there are any. You like it."

   "No, no time." Sheng Qingtang refused without thinking, "I want to go back to grow vegetables."

  "……"

  The president of the Shanghai City Art Association didn’t know what to say, so he could only say: "That’s good, look at Master Wei Hou about it..."

  "This matter is endless!" Sheng Qingtang's anger recurred, "I will not be merciful. If I dare to do it, I must dare to bear the corresponding consequences."

  The president of Shanghai Art Association understands.

The attitude of Shengqingtang directly determines the attitude of the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association.

  Wei Hou's future is almost gone.

  The president of Shanghai Art Association thought for a while, and tentatively said: "President Sheng, that student Ying Zijin, do you want to accept her as a disciple?"

   "What?" Sheng Qingtang was shocked, "You actually think I deserve to be her teacher?"

  President of Shanghai Art Association: "……"

  Not necessary.

   "Hurry up and leave." Sheng Qingtang hurried away impatiently, "I haven't finished eating this melon yet."

  The president of the Shanghai City Art Association rolled around.

  **

the other side.

  Several art masters and teachers in the art group are divided into several groups, and they are selecting awards in various categories.

  I don’t need to read the calligraphy group at all. Even Sheng Qingtang praised the characters. If the first prize is not given to Ying Zijin, who else can I give it?

   "It's a pity." An art teacher picked up one of the words, "Zhong Zhiwan's writing is also good, if there is no Yingzijin this time, this prize must be hers."

  "How can this be compared?" Another art teacher said, "Zhong Zhiwan is really not bad, but it's only an entry level. It's far from Lin Xi, and it's compared with Ying Zijin."

  Unexpectedly, at a young age, Ying Zijin could write good words.

  Even Sheng Qingtang was shocked, and it was indeed extremely talented.

  After a while, the art group leader opened the door and came in.

  First, he politely greeted several art masters before asking: "Is the list of winners out?"

   "It's coming out." Several teachers hesitated, "This year's list of awards is a bit special."

  "Why is it special?" The art group leader took it and started looking at the first one.

  His eyes froze all of a sudden.

  Calligraphy, first prize (1 winner): Ying Zijin, 19th class of high school sophomore

  Chinese painting, first prize (1 winner): Ying Zijin, 19th class of high school

  Engraving, first prize (1 winner): Ying Zijin, 19th class of high school sophomore

  Oil painting, first prize (1 winner): Ying Zijin, 19th class of high school sophomore

  (End of this chapter)