Chapter 124

Wu Chuang's face did not change. He said with a smile, "I don't know if Qi is always trying to help the one around you get justice?"

The topic turns to Qin Churou.

When Wu Chuang saw Qin Churou, he already guessed that Qin Churou was Qi Wenshi's student.

"Yes." Qi Wenshi did not shy away, "I think my apprentice's level is not as good as Wei Cheng, but more than others."

Wu Chuang politely replied, "well, if your apprentice is really as powerful as you said, I'll give her back the quota."

He looked at Qin Churou, "what's your name, please?"

Qin Churou answered.

Wu Chuang nodded, went back to the office and took out two paintings, one of which was Qin Churou's.

He opened it and asked, "did you draw it?"

"Yes." Qin Churou nodded.

Qin Churou painted the scene of a woman kneeling on the ground with a dead child in her arms on a rainy night.

"Good." Wu Chuang began to comment, "this painting really describes the pain of a mother losing her child, but her pain is superficial, and her eyes do not convey any pain. In addition, too much attention to painting skills, rigid lines, but it shows more shortcomings

Wu Chuang pointed out the shortcomings of Qin Churou's paintings, and Qin Churou's face became more and more stiff.

Qi Wenshi's face is also too good, is angry, he is a generation of master, can't give him some face?

Wu Chuang is always polite smile, "this painting, compared with peers, is very outstanding, but in the green painting competition, it is not brilliant."

By implication, he will not change the quota.

"I'd like to see how good that Sheng is." Qi Wenshi sneered.

Wu Chuang handed the painting to Qi Wenshi, "this is her painting."

Qi Wenshi took it, his eyes disdained.

Sheng is just a junior. Qin Churou got his advice again. She is worse than this Sheng.

Slowly open the painting, the eye is a black.

Qi Wenshi sneered, "Chairman Wu, is this what you call a good painting?"

Wu Chuang said with a smile, "keep looking down."

Qi Wenshi took back his eyes and looked down upon Wu Chuang. But what's so proud of him who became famous after him?

Qi Wenshi's disdainful eyes fell back on the painting.

The corner of the lip is a mocking smile.

If Sheng's painting is worse than Churou's, don't blame him.

However, a few seconds later, his face became stiff, and the contempt in his eyes turned into shock.

"Qi Lao, is Sheng's painting better than that of your apprentice?" Wu Chuang's tone is still very good.

Qi Wenshi looked at the painting carefully, trying to find out the mistakes of the painting,

however, he couldn't find any defects in the egg.

Qi Wenshi raised his head. This painting is better than that of Qin Churou. He can't open his eyes and tell lies.

But that doesn't mean he'll forget it.

This painting is enough to shake the painting.

When I was a junior in high school, I was only seventeen or eighteen years old. I could make such a brilliant painting. No one would believe it.

Qi Wenshi sneered and closed the painting. "Wu Chuang, are you sure this painting was made by Sheng himself?"

Wu Chuang frowned and said, "Qi Lao, do you suspect that this painting belongs to someone else? Is Sheng competing with someone else's painting?"

He has met many talented people, and Wei Cheng is one of them.

Sheng can draw such a painting, it does not mean that she must be plagiarized, perhaps there is such a genius in the world.