Chapter 574: 574 First Prize

Chapter 574 Chapter 574 First Prize

Fang Desheng was dumbfounded.

Yuan Changjiang's eyes widened in shock.

The president of the   Painting Association couldn’t believe this was true at all. “Jiang Mu is really a student of Yangmei?”

The staff nodded, “Such information is not wrong, such as fake replacement. We have checked them one by one, especially for the authors who have won awards. We have focused on investigating them, and we will definitely not be wrong.”

"Hahaha, great! Great! Old Yuan, what else do you have to say now?" Fang Desheng was very excited. "You are right. Over the years, as long as you are in the game, we will I haven’t won the first place. This is the first time. I’m really not prepared at all. It’s not as good as your experience. However, I believe that after this time, we will accumulate a wealth of experience and we won’t be in such a hurry as this time. ."

Yuan Changjiang was crude, "It's just an oil painting competition. What can it tell? You are so arrogant after winning the first prize, and it may not be what will happen in the future!"

"Yes, yes, it's just an oil painting competition, but this is the largest oil painting competition in recent years. As for arrogance, what did Professor Yuan say? Compared with your school, we at Yangmei As low-key as you are!"

Fang Desheng said with a smile, not just the yin and yang, he will too.

Yuan Changjiang was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, but he couldn't speak. He really lost on the weirdness of Yin and Yang.

This oil painting competition is different from previous small competitions, and the gold content of the first prize is really not comparable to the first prize of any other competition.

Fang Desheng can be said to be proud, but because of this dispute, Fang Desheng’s return to school has been delayed.

And those teachers and students who were waiting for results today are called anxious.

There is no way, all kinds of rumors in the study are spreading wildly. The more the mystery is revealed, the faster the spread and the more intense the discussion.

There is not only the dispute between Jiang Mu and Ma Lele, but also the competition between Jiang Mu and the school girl. There are even more good people. There is a gamble on this matter, whether it is a student who pays attention to the matter itself. , Or the students who originally had support objects, or those who originally wanted to make a little pocket money by relying on this, are all paying attention to the results of the competition.

It can be said that even the final exams have been selectively forgotten by everyone. The result of the oil painting contest is what everyone cares about most.

To what extent do you care?

Those who had no class found a reason to stroll around the office building of the oil painting department, ready to see Professor Fang rushing past for the first time and being the first to understand the results of the competition.

If you can't find a reason or excuse to enter the office building, you can only wander outside the office building, whether it is sketching or chatting. Anyway, the office building of the oil painting department is especially lively today.

The worst is those students who still have classes to attend. Not only do they sit in the classroom and listen to the teacher's lecture, they can't hear the wind at all. The worst is that they have to face the teacher's call and question from time to time.

Which of the people who slipped the account was asked by the teacher, but couldn’t answer the question, that would be miserable.

However, everyone has a rebellious mind. The more you don’t let you do, the more you want to do, especially the freshman students who have not experienced such a battle, even if the teacher is very serious, they still discuss it in private.

"What's going on? Logically speaking, the results of the oil painting competition should have come out long ago! How come it's all down now, and there is no wind at all?"

"Who knows! It is estimated that which part of the problem went wrong, delaying the time for the results."

"Yes, yes, it's also possible that Professor Fang got the results early in the morning, and something happened on the way back, so it was delayed."

"Do you think Professor Fang is you? I don't know the priority of the matter, the oil painting contest is such an important thing, and finally the results came out, and instead of going back to school immediately, I wandered outside?"

"It's impossible, that's impossible, you guys tell me what happened? What happened during the awards process, which prolonged the awards' time?"

"It's not impossible, and the same thing hasn't happened. Didn't it happen once before? I remember that it was postponed for a whole day, but now it's only half an afternoon. What's so surprising?"

"I know the time you mentioned that our school grass was born in that competition. It was simply a dark horse. It overturned everyone and won the first prize! At that time, the school grass was not enrolled. Tell me, so many contestants have never done the school grass, let the school grass stand out! Presumably the school grass was positioned as the first prize at that time, but it must have been a very intense discussion, so the announcement time was postponed."

Bawang kept listening. She had no interest in this kind of public class. She came to the class only because it was the only class in their dormitory that four people could take together.

Every time I went to class, there would be a runaway. This time, listening to the intense discussion around, she couldn’t help but join in. “If you think about it according to this line of thinking, it should be that a dark horse appeared in this oil painting competition, with excellent works. There is a chance to compete for the first prize, but for various reasons, it is somewhat difficult to set this ranking."

A head poked over, "Wow, if there is a dark horse, it must be our fourth child! Absolutely can't run!" Han Yutong was full of confidence.

"Sh -" Ba Wang made a gag mouth, then looked around, whispered, "we ourselves know on the line, do not be heard, but also the trouble with this."

Han Yutong nodded and lowered his voice, "I think my guess is very reasonable! There is a dark horse is the fourth child! So, our fourth child really showed a big face this time! First prize! First prize! !"

"Being a man is self-knowing. Let’s not talk about the dark horse or the dark horse. Even if there is a dark horse, it is not necessarily her Jiang Mu, right? There are too many people participating in this oil painting competition. Anyone can become a dark horse!"

Ma Lele sneered lightly.

"What's the matter with you? For someone like you who likes to spread rumors, he said before that you would definitely win the prize, but then I felt that I couldn't do it, so I started talking to myself, pushing our fourth child out and saying that he wanted to follow We are the fourth! Now we have taken the initiative to come over to find something. Why, you think our fourth is not a dark horse, then do you think you are the dark horse?"

Han Yutong gave her a white look and felt that this person was disgusting.

Wang Ba stretched out his hand to look at his nails that he had just dyed, contemptuously, "Be confident and remove the question mark. It's obvious that she feels that way."

Ma Lele raised her chin, "Just as Jiang Mu handed in the work on the deadline for submission of the work, what kind of good work can she hand over? How could she become a dark horse?"

(End of this chapter)