It's only nine? How time flies! Mo Zhaoyun frowned.

Mo Zhi naturally noticed his displeasure, handed the document in his hand to Mo Zhaoyun and said, "this is about the competition. You can have a look."

Mo Zhaoyun took it and looked at it seriously.

Mo Chi smiled and found him something to do. It was a good way.

Now, time passed quickly, and it was time to sit down soon.

Mo Zhaoyun changed his clothes and went to the meeting, followed by Mo Qi.

As soon as he arrived at the venue, the director of the organizer of the photography competition went to Mo Zhaoyun and said with a smile, "Mr. Mo, nice to meet you."

Mo Zhaoyun also smiled, shook his extended hand and said politely, "nice to meet you."

"I used to think Mr. Mo was only a big player in the mall. This time I know that you have also studied photography. I really admire it." the director smiled and said in a sincere tone.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled slightly.

"My wife likes photography, so she can't say she's proficient in it. It's just superficial," he said, drawing a place in his heart.

The name "Gong Waner" is the softest place in his heart and the most painful place.

"Really?" asked the director, "Madam must also be a good photographer? She also participated in our competition this time?"

Mo Zhaoyun shook his head, avoided the topic and asked, "is the game going to start?"

"Yes, yes." the director smiled awkwardly, welcomed Mo Zhaoyun inside and arranged the most middle position for him.

Next, it's time for contestants to show their works.

Looking at the contestants on the stage, Mo Zhaoyun unconsciously thought of Gong Waner.

He still remembers that when Gong Waner was at work, he clamored to take part in a photography competition.

Naturally, he supported her, but he didn't want her to work too hard, so he would leave work early to accompany her.

At that time, they almost traveled all over the city and saw a lot of scenery.

Finally, she won the prize.

At that time, Gong Waner was so happy to know that he had won the prize and prepared a surprise for himself. But Mo Zhaoyun was ashamed that he missed it because he came home late.

Thinking of these, Mo Zhaoyun involuntarily hooked his lips and smiled.

These memories of Gong Waner are probably his best wealth, but he has lost the source of wealth.

In such a large exhibition hall, there was darkness under the stage. No one knew that Mo Zhaoyun sitting in the middle was dejected at this time.

He clenched the pen in his hand and scored the scores for the players.

Unknowingly, only the last player was left in the game.

The host smiled and said mysteriously: "The next contestant is the most special one in this competition. She missed the deadline for the competition works, but she begged our staff to submit her works. Later, after several twists and turns, she entered the final of the competition. Moreover, her final works went to distant Africa and took nearly a month to shoot..."

Hearing this, Mo Zhaoyun smiled. This character is quite like Gong Waner. He doesn't hit the south wall, doesn't look back, and never gives up until the last minute.

However, after hearing the next sentence, he was stunned, "next, let's invite our No. 12 player, Gong Waner."

With this sentence, a photographic work came out on the screen, and a woman came out backstage.

Mo Zhaoyun didn't want to look at the screen. He looked at the man named "Gong Waner" without blinking.

When she came to the center of the stage, he saw clearly that the familiar face clearly belonged to the palace night he had been looking for for for two years.

At this moment, his heart was boiling and jumped quickly, which was for Gong Waner.

At this moment, he wanted to go on stage to hug Gong Waner and tell her that he finally found her.

He didn't. He chose to look at her quietly under the stage, because now, the whole world is her home.

Gong Waner looked calm and generous. Holding the microphone, he said, "Hello, I'm gong Waner. As you can see, this is my photography." he turned his head and pointed to the screen.

"I named this photo 'the love of flamingos'. I stayed in Africa for a month and found a beautiful bird there. The color was very gorgeous, like a fire. One day, I happened to collect wind on the mountain and found a lot of flamingos gathered on the lake. Slowly, I saw that they formed a roughly heart shape, so I quickly picked up the camera and fixed the frame We have long known that animals also have feelings, and nature is really magical.

The Flamingos may just be playing and don't know they have formed such a spectacle. But this seems to tell us that beauty is often not intentional, but small details, and what we need to do is to carefully appreciate the wonders of nature. Thank you. "After that, Gong Waner gently bent down, smiled and waited for the comments of the judges.

The other eight judges under the stage clapped silently when they saw such shocking works.

Mo Zhaoyun just stared at Gong Waner. She hadn't seen her for more than two years. She seemed to grow better. She wasn't as thin as before. It seemed that she was doing well.

Her temperament is also different and calmer, but he can feel that Gong Waner still has the innocence in her heart.

Her smile is still so brilliant.

Night, you really appeared in front of me. I really found you.

Mo Zhaoyun smiled and looked at Gong Waner with a joy he had never had in the past two years.

Two years, more than 700 days, he finally found his lover, the love of his life.

But slowly, a different voice appeared in the judges, "Miss Gong, you said you saw it with your own eyes and recorded it. As far as I know, flamingos generally don't have so many numbers together. Are you sure you didn't use any other means to synthesize this photographic work?"

It's obvious enough to doubt that Gong Waner's works are not true. For a contestant, it not only affects the competition, but also affects her reputation in the photography industry.

"This is what I saw with my own eyes." Gong Waner was a little flustered and said, "this is my most satisfactory work so far. I will take it to the finals. If it's not true, I won't do it! Please believe me, this work is definitely not synthetic."

The judge spoke again and said, "do you have any evidence?"

To make sure a photographic work is true?

I've only heard about the examination of leave, but not the examination of truth. Gong Waner just wanted to refute, when he heard another judge say, "I think this work is true."

When she looked on the stage, she looked younger, and her breath seemed cold, but somehow she had a sense of familiarity, which she had never had before.

Even when I first saw Liang Zixuan, I didn't have such a feeling.

How can Mo Zhaoyun tolerate others bullying Gong Waner? He stared at the judge who questioned Gong Waner and continued: "for a photographer, it's the biggest insult to doubt whether her work is true or false! People were selected in the semi-finals after the preliminary competition. We chose them ourselves. In the final, we were suspicious. I think this competition is also suspicious."

Mo Zhaoyun's words clearly protect the reputation of the game, but secretly protect Gong Waner.

After hearing this, Gong Waner was grateful and said, "I can guarantee that this is true."

The questioning judge's face turned red and white, but he still insisted on his position and said, "I admit that this work is indeed perfect. But that's why we should adhere to the principle of justice and fairness and confirm that each work is true, so as to be fair to everyone."

"Fair? Do you think it's Fair for her to doubt her now?" Mo Zhaoyun was a little angry and his tone was sharp.

Gong Waner looked at the impasse and was a little flustered. Suddenly something came to mind and said, "I just brought my camera today. I can show it to the judges."

A few minutes later, Gong Waner's camera was in the hands of the judges. They checked it one after another. There were not only Gong Waner's works displayed in the camera, but also photos of flamingos scattered, which was enough to prove that it was true.

The judge was a little ashamed and said, "it's really true."

Hearing this, Gong Waner breathed a sigh of relief, blinked and smiled sweetly.

"Shouldn't you apologize?" Mo Zhaoyun said in a faint tone, but there seemed to be an irresistible feeling.

Gong Waner was stunned. How dare the judges apologize to him? Isn't this death? She immediately waved her hand and said, "no, No."

The judge was also very upset. He smiled and said, "Miss Gong, I misunderstood you. Please forgive me." originally, he made a mistake and should apologize.

"It doesn't matter." Gong Waner gently returned and felt his hair with some embarrassment.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Waner's action and was very happy. He took Gong Waner's camera in his hand and looked at the photos inside. He recognized some places, but more importantly he didn't. He knew that she had gone to many places in the past two years. He saw her picture in Hawaii, looked at the date on it, thought that he had arrived there a week later, and unexpectedly missed it.

Suddenly, a picture came into his eyes. Gong Waner was nestled in the arms of a man with the blue sea behind her. She smiled very happy. The man looked at Gong Waner with a spoiled face in his eyes, just like Mo Zhaoyun looking at her.

What's going on?

Mo Zhaoyun was a little stunned. He was happy to meet Gong Waner, but this photo broke him to the bottom of the valley.