The next day was the weekend, so Qi Wenshi took Qin Churou to the Painting Association.
Qi Wenshi is indeed not as good as before, but in the field of painting, many people still call him a senior.
It's just that in the eyes of some highly respected painters, Qi Wenshi is looked down upon.
When Qi Wenshi came over, the members of the H City Painting Association recognized him and welcomed Qi Wenshi in respectfully.
"Call your chairman Wu Chuang over." Qi Wenshi ordered.
"Chairman, he is at home." The member was a little embarrassed.
Today is the weekend, only some people from the association are on duty here, most of them are staying at home for vacation.
The president of the association will not come unless there are special circumstances.
"Call him and tell him that I, Qi Wenshi, are looking for him." Qi Wenshi said with a straight face.
"Okay, I'll go ask."
The association member went to make a phone call. He was very dissatisfied with Qi Wenshi and showed his disgusting face to whom
After Wu Chuang heard this, he frowned and said, "Okay, I'll be there right away."
He also read yesterday's newspaper. Not surprisingly, Qi Wenshi probably came over to investigate and wanted to send his apprentice up.
It's easy for others, but this Qi Wenshi...
Wu Chuang thought about countermeasures.
Association members poured glasses of water for Qi Wenshi and Qin Churou.
Qi Wenshi asked seemingly unintentionally: "I heard that in this Qing Hui Competition selection, a dark horse emerged and took away a spot."
Association members can probably think of what Qi Wenshi said.
There was a flash of disdain in his eyes, but his tone was very respectful, "Indeed, she is a painter named "Sheng", and the chairman attaches great importance to her paintings."
"Are her paintings good?" Qi Wenshi drank from the water glass in his hand with a very disdainful tone.
Qin Churou was also listening carefully, her hand holding the cup tightly.
A member of the association replied, "I didn't participate in this selection, so I don't know very well. However, since it was confirmed by the chairman, I don't think it will be too bad."
"Oh, really?" Qi Wenshi's tone was very mocking, "I hope it's not for some reason. After all, I've seen this happen a lot."
The members of the association looked stiff.
Qi Wenshi was saying both inside and outside that the association was dirty and had some inside story.
The members of the association lost their patience in this way and said, "Mr. Qi, I have something else to do. I'll go and do some work first. The chairman will come over later."
I made an excuse and left.
Qi Wenshi and Qin Churou were the only two people left in the reception room.
Qin Churou glanced at Qi Wenshi and asked with some anxiety: "Teacher, did she rely on her own strength to get this Sheng? If she is really that powerful, wouldn't it be bad for us to do this?"
Qi Wenshi glanced at Qin Churou and said, "We are just here to see if there is any inside story, so it's okay. What's more -"
After a pause, Qi Wenshi sneered, "No matter what, you must participate in the Qing Hui Competition."
Those who can participate in the Qinghua Painting Competition are the best in painting from all over the country. Even if they don't win the prize, they will still be noticed.
This is a shortcut to fame as a painter.
Qi Wenshi will not let go of this opportunity.
Qin Churou also heard what Qi Wenshi meant. No matter whether there was any inside story or not, she would always have a place in the Qing Hui competition.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, Wu Chuang also came over.
"Old Qi." Wu Chuang's attitude was respectful.
Now on the market, the price of Wu Chuang's paintings is much higher than that of Qi Wenshi. After all, Qi Wenshi became famous earlier than him and was once a master. Wu Chuang still has to respect Qi Wenshi.
"This time our city's candidates for the green painting competition are Sheng and Wei Cheng. I don't have any doubts about Wei Cheng, but I have never heard of Sheng. I wonder where her paintings caught your eye, Chairman Wu?" Qi Wenshi said angrily.
It’s almost impossible to say that Wu Chuang prefers Sheng.
(End of chapter)