Ning Li called the class teacher Geng Haifan and asked for leave.
Geng Haifan is the Chinese teacher in Class 1 of the third year of high school and the leader of the Chinese team for the entire grade. He went to the province to participate in a survey a few days ago and only came back yesterday.
He knows a lot about Ning Li's situation, and because he has a daughter who is only thirteen years old, he sympathizes with and takes care of Ning Li.
"Oh, by the way, I remember that Ye Ci is going to the City Art Center to participate in the Huaqing Cup finals today. Are you going there because you asked for leave?" Geng Haifan asked casually.
Ning Li paused.
"yes."
"That's fine."
Geng Haifan felt relieved.
Ning Li has experienced a lot of troubles recently, so it's good to go to relax, and also to get in touch with her mother and Ye Ci.
Geng Haifan had already seen her perfect score test paper, so even if she missed a few classes, he was not worried.
For senior high school students, the most important thing is mentality.
"Thank you, Teacher Geng."
Ning Li hung up the phone and hailed a taxi at the school gate.
Yunzhou Art Center.
As soon as Ning Li got out of the car, she saw Wei Songzhe standing on the side of the road waiting anxiously.
Turning around and seeing her, Wei Songzhe hurried over:
"Sister Li!"
Ning Li cut to the chase: "Where's the painting?"
"Inside, follow me."
Wei Songzhe took Ning Li inside.
There were a total of 20 people participating in the Huaqing Cup final, and everyone was assigned a room.
The two entered the room with the nameplate "Wei Songzhe".
At the corner, Ye Ci and Su Yuan happened to go upstairs.
Along with him was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was the vice chairman of the painting association, Zhan Qing.
"In addition to me and the teachers from the Painting Association, Mr. Yu will also be here today."
Teacher Yu, that is, the chairman of the painting association, Yu Pingchuan.
This is a true master of oil painting, very famous, 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 gather scenery, and rarely stays in Yunzhou. This time, he came back specially for the Huaqing Cup finals.
"Xiaoci, if your paintings can catch Teacher Yu's eyes, you will have a bright future in the future!"
Ye Ci was also a little nervous.
"Thank you Teacher Zhan, I will work hard."
Zhan Qing laughed:
"Mrs. Ye, the precious daughter you have raised is outstanding!"
This compliment made Su Yuan very useful.
"No, it's all thanks to your guidance. In addition, it's also the child's own heart. We really haven't taken care of her much in this regard."
The two sides exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Zhan Qing went upstairs first.
Ye Ci and the two walked to their room.
Suddenly, Ye Ci paused.
Su Yuan followed her gaze and asked strangely:
"Xiaoci, what's the matter?"
Ye Ci hesitated for a moment:
"I seem to have seen Sister Ning Li just now."
Su Yuan frowned:
"Before you invited her twice, didn't she refuse both of them? How could she come now? Besides, she didn't have an invitation card either. "
The specifications of the Huaqing Cup finals are very high. Without invitations, even the gates cannot be entered.
When Ye Ci heard this, she also felt that she was thinking too much.
"That must be my mistake."
She stared at the nameplate of "Wei Songzhe" for a few more times, and let out a soft breath.
"Mom, let's go."
"The game officially started at ten o'clock in the morning. I just went out to use the toilet, and when I came back, I saw someone splashed on this painting."
Wei Songzhe was very annoyed.
Ning Li looked at the painting in front of her.
This is an oil painting, the picture is an old city, the sun is just rising, shrouded in a layer of clear morning light, there are two or three pedestrians on the street, exuding the smoke and fire of the world.
What was supposed to be a good painting was ruined by a blob of blue-black paint.
"It's all my fault for being careless. I forgot to lock the door when I left!" Wei Songzhe looked at Ning Li with a headache, pitifully, "Sister Li, what should I do?"
Ning Li took the paint board from the side.
"No one can predict this kind of thing. After all, not everyone can do it. Here, you can directly destroy other people's paintings."
Wei Songzhe also found it incredible.
"Yeah! Let me just say, if anyone does this, if the surveillance checks it, it will be—fuck! If you are so courageous, the surveillance will not be broken, right?!"
Ning Li looked calm:
"If it's not bad, it has to be bad."
Wei Songzhe turned around and walked out.
"I have to go and talk to the people from the Painting Association about this!"
"It won't help to go now, let's wait until the game is over."
Ning Li started to color.
"At that time, the truth will always come to light."
Wei Songzhe scratched his head and came behind her.
"But, Sister Li, there are only two hours left before the competition. Even if we apply for the last place, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Ning Li exhaled lightly.
After the car accident in her previous life, she almost never held a paintbrush again.
She raised her pen:
"In time."
ten o'clock.
The lobby on the third floor.
On the stage, the paintings of all the contestants were brought up one by one.
Each painting needs to be seen and scored by seven judges, and the average score obtained is the final score.
Su Yuan and the others sat under the stage, waiting for the result.
Several judges stood in front of a painting and discussed something in a low voice.
"This painting is very good. The spatial structure and the use of color are quite outstanding. It is really rare to be able to draw at such a level when you are less than 20 years old."
"I also think this one is slightly better than the others."
"Hey, Zhan Qing, you seem to have praised this Ye Ci before?"
Zhan Qing had a smile on his face.
"Yeah, this kid is really talented in painting. I only gave pointers twice, and he has made great progress."
He said, looking at Yu Pingchuan next to him.
"Teacher Yu, what do you think?"
Yu Pingchuan is fifty-three years old this year, with a refined temperament.
He glanced at the painting, noncommittal.
"It's not bad, but it's a pity that it is a little more crafty and less spiritual."
A judge next to him smiled and said:
"Ms. Yu's vision is too high. This level, in this year's Huaqing Cup, can be regarded as the top."
"Hey, why are there only nineteen paintings here?" Another judge asked strangely.
Zhan Qing explained:
"There is something wrong with the child's painting, and it is being repaired. It should be delivered soon."
In the audience, Su Yuan was chatting with the family members of other contestants.
"Mrs. Ye, it seems that your family's Ye Ci is the number one?"
Su Yuan's smile was gentle and decent.
"The game is not over yet, it's hard to say."
"What is there to say? I see that several judges have praised her very much!"
"Winning the first place, Ye Ci is equivalent to stepping into Xijing University with one foot. Mrs. Ye, you have such an excellent daughter, which is really enviable!"
During this period of time, Su Yuan's boredom caused by Ning Li causing a lot of trouble was swept away.
At this moment, the side door was pushed open, and Wei Songzhe walked in with his painting.
In fact, everyone has given up hope for his paintings.
A good work requires a long time of conception and preparation. What can he improve with this temporary change
However, when the painting was shown in front of several judges, they were all stunned and fell into dead silence.
That is the city before dawn.
Before dawn, it is the darkest time, and the steel forest is silent in the night.
Only at the end of the sky, there is a faint light, looming.
Like an endless dull bondage, a hole has been torn open, and the vigorous vitality is almost rushing to overflow.
It's like being reborn from a cocoon in the silent night.
Yu Pingchuan looked at the painting and was silent for a long time before looking at Wei Songzhe.
"This is... who changed it for you?"
Let's guess the relationship between Teacher Yu and Ning Li
(end of this chapter)