Chapter 1325

Wah gave him a horizontal look: "it's quite beautiful. It's enough for people to be my daughter."

Although the aesthetics of the East and the West are different, Wah can still see the beauty and ugliness. After a year's careful recuperation, Jiang Chan finally raised some meat for Yun Qing.

Under her slow tonic, Yun Qing's height, which was originally stuck at 164, has grown four centimeters up. Now it can be rounded to 1700.

Besides her face, she is healthy and looks good naturally. With the careful carving of Jiang Chan, who doesn't say that Yun Qing is a beauty when she goes out now?

With the temperament bonus of Jiang Chan, it can be said that she looks different from others. Of course, in other people's opinion, girls studying art have a very good temperament.

Remy: "what's there? As long as you like it, age is definitely not a problem. I'll attack you, the first landscape painter in M country. Who doesn't come up?"

Vach shook his head: "I appreciate her. You think too much."

Remy stared: "appreciation? Aren't you the most eye above the top? There are girls who can get into your eyes?"

Wah was concise and comprehensive: "she is a very talented painter from the East."

Leimilton was discouraged: "let's go. It's really difficult for you to invite. You were invited to be a judge in the last competition. You said you weren't free. You finally came back this time."

Wah frowned: "you know, what I like is painting. I don't want to deal with this."

Remy: "so, I've blocked everything that can be blocked. Isn't it really impossible to push it off? Just go and have a look? Maybe the little girl you admire will also participate in the competition?"

Wah paused: "yes, you finally did a reliable thing."

Jiang Chan was called a fish in water in country M. soon after she arrived here, the theme of the competition was also announced. Since it is a landscape competition, it must be themed with landscape.

The title of the competition was decided, and Jiang Chan didn't go out, but nestled in the hotel. She had all the painting materials she needed, and it was time for her to show her skills.

When seeing this theme, what Jiang Chan had in mind was sunflowers. She still remembers the world of autumn heart and the large sunflowers she planted.

They are enthusiastic and strong. Whether they are withered flower plates or flower plates in the flowering season, they hold their heads high and look up at the sky. This is what Jiang Chan appreciates most. She especially loves this warm and vigorous vitality.

Looking at Jiang Chan's painting layer by layer, Yun Qing sighed: "everyone has a different perspective on things. I seem to be a pessimist. When I see sunflowers, I will feel very sad."

Jiang Chan squatted in front of the easel: "I feel different. It's better for people to be optimistic. I rarely feel despair or sadness, because people who want to make me feel bad don't want to feel better."

"Be brave. If you are fierce, they don't dare to stretch out their hands."

Yun Qing smiled: "it's not enough to rely on ferocity alone, but also have strong enough strength."

"Well, what do you see from here?" after the last stroke, Jiang Chan stood up and half stepped back to enjoy the painting.

"Chasing," the cloud thought, "you see, they have been looking up at the sky, like chasing something, but they can't chase it, but they will never give up their whole life."

Jiang Chan frowned: "it's good for you to interpret it like this, but it doesn't mean the same thing with me."

Yun Qing was not disappointed: "so I say I am a pessimist. When you look at such unrestrained and enthusiastic works, I see endless sadness. How did you do it? Obviously you look very calm, but your heart seems to contain fire."

Jiang Chan held her arm: "thank you for your praise. If you are stronger, you will naturally see things from a different angle."

"Send this painting to me tomorrow, and I can continue the wave in the next days."

"Aren't you going back in the summer vacation?" Yun Qing was stunned and thought Jiang Chan would go back after participating in the competition.

Jiang Chan refused: "what are you going to do? It's rare to come out once. I'm going to earn the first bucket of gold in your life here. Also, I'm going to take action at the cloud house."

Yun Qing was worried: "I don't understand these. Is it too difficult?"

Ginger cicada tick lips: "it's okay, mainly because it's too busy here. I have to find something to do. My goal is to do things. You can rest assured that whoever bully you will never retreat."

Being maintained by Jiang Chan, Yun Qingxin was warm: "you are still the best to me. No one has ever been so kind to me."

Jiang Chan glanced at Yun and said, "don't flatter. Don't fall behind your painting level. I've opened up a learning space for you."

Yun Qing lengthened his voice: "I see. I'll go painting in a minute. I'll see the sunflowers you painted. I also have inspiration."

Jiang Chan raised her eyebrow: "then I'll wait to see your works. You are a very spiritual person. I'm looking forward to it."

After this sunflower oil painting named "life" was sent to the exhibition, Jiang Chan did nothing and plunged into various curves. She hasn't been in touch with these for a long time. Now when she sees it again, Jiang Chan finds that she still misses this kind of life.

She stirred the wind and rain in the financial center, did not pay attention to the passage of time, and she didn't care about the outside news at all. She didn't think she would win the prize. Where did so many excellent painters get her?

But such a big pie hit her head. When she received a call from the jury, Jiang Chan was still a little confused.

All the winning works will be displayed in the gallery, and Jiang Chan's life won the third place. Looking at the audience standing in front of the painting, Jiang Chan slightly hooks her lips. It seems that she is still very talented in art.

Yun Qing is now blowing rainbow fart: "are you too powerful? Boss, tell me what you won't do?"

Jiang Chan's eyes blurred for a moment: "as long as you live long enough, you will have a lot of things."

Yun Qing envied for a moment, and suddenly shook his head and said, "what I fear most in my life is separation. You must live and die. My little heart can't stand it. Sometimes it's not a good thing to live for a long time."

Jiang Chan said faintly, "it depends. As long as you grasp and cherish when you meet, you won't feel a pity even if you leave. Go to see other people's works. I want to see who covered me."

She really doesn't need to look at her own works. Now she just looks at other people's paintings and draws nutrients from them.