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As soon as Ren Jiya returned home from the gallery, she was entangled by Gu Xiao Han.

He blinked his bright, starry eyes at Ren Jiya. "Mommy, Mommy, are you a painter?"

This question was so professional that it confused Ren ZIya. She even spat out some sour bubbles in her heart.

She squatted down and caressed Gu Xiao Han's hair, "Although mom isn't a painter and is just a normal painter, Mommy will treat becoming a painter as the goal of hard work."

At the same time, she also raised her arms as if she was putting on airs, revealing her faintly discernible muscles, and placed them horizontally in front of Gu Xiao Han to encourage herself, "To become the painter that makes Xiao Han proud, Fi Ming!"

Ohh, Mommy's so awesome!" Only then did Gu Xiao Han take out a beautifully printed advertisement paper. She handed it over to Ren Ji Ya and said strangely: "Mimi, I have a good way to make you a painter.

"What good idea?" Ren Jiya held the advertisement paper in confusion.

It was an advertisement for an art contest.

The colorful mimeographed paper seemed to be giving off a fresh scent of ink, but a corner of the advertisement was being squeezed by Gu Xiao Han into a crease.

At this moment, Aunt Song, who had been standing on the side, came over and explained in detail to Ren Jiya, "Xiao Han and I saw people who advertised this. It seems like some company in Sung City is running art competitions, the top prize is one million."

"My mom doesn't need money. My dad has more money than her." Gu Xiao Han arrogantly shook her head, using her chubby little finger to show it to Ren Jiya, "Mommy should also go participate in the competition. When the time comes, many people will be able to see your work, and you'll be able to become a painter. At that time, I'll be the painter's son."

Ren Jiya was amused by her son's neither laughter nor cry. She carefully read through the announcement of the competition from start to finish, but before she could finish, she received a call from Xue Tingxiao.

Xue Tingxiao's loud voice roared beside her ear, "Sis Ya, have you seen any news of the 'Van Gogh Cup' art contest?"

Van Gogh Cup? Ren Ji Ya's eyes widened as she stared at the thin piece of paper in her hand. "You know about this competition?"

"That's right, I'm an art student. My Wechat Moment has already been destroyed by this competition. Many of my classmates are going to participate. They are all sunning their application forms."

"Are you going to register as well?"

"Aiya, I have never been interested in these kinds of competitions. Even if I were to go, it would just be for the sake of sauce. You should be the one participating. The prizes for the last and second rank of this competition are very generous. "

"Can I?"

"Sure, I think highly of you." Besides, after all these years, didn't you dream of becoming a recognized painter one day? This is an excellent opportunity. "

"I... "Think about it."

"Ai ai ai ai. Sister Ya, don't be in such a hurry to hang up the phone."

Gu Xiao Han wrinkled her brows. With one hand on her waist, she stared at Ren Ji Ya, her cheeks bulging with anger.

Ren Jiya looked at his vivid and spiritual expression in surprise, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, "Xiao Han, who's pissed you off?"

"Mommy, you're a coward." Gu Xiao Han stood on her tiptoes and hugged Ren Jia's one leg tightly.

Ren Jiya couldn't move an inch and had to bend over. She looked at him in confusion and asked, "How come Mommy is a coward?"

"Mommy didn't dare to participate in the art competition because she wasn't confident in herself. If she wasn't a coward, then what?"

"It's not that Mommy doesn't have confidence, it's because she knows that her skill level can't compare to so many outstanding painters. That's why she didn't want to cause a scene."

"How do you know without trying?" Gu Xiao Han tilted her head, sternly lecturing Ren Jiya, "Mommy often teaches Xiao Han that if she dares to do something, she needs to be the first person to eat a crab. Now that the crab is right in front of you, why don't you eat it? "

Ah? Ren Jiya was even more confused.

Was that what she usually taught him?

Her mind was about to be smashed by this kid's ruckus, so she could only say half-heartedly: "Okay okay, Mommy will go participate in the competition, if I take the last place, then Xiao Han has to comfort Mommy."

"Mommy's the best, she'll definitely be in the top few." Gu Xiao Han held Ren Ji Ya's hand and placed her in front of the computer. Only then did she quietly sit to the side and watch as Ji Ya filled out the form.

With regards to such a grand competition, Ren Qianxing was more concerned about participating in it and escaping as soon as the painting was done, so she didn't put it to heart.

The next day, when she went to work in the gallery, she received a call from the Propaganda Office of the Organizing Committee for the Great Games.

The stranger called her cell phone a few times before Ren ZIya came running from her busy work to pick up the phone.

"Hello? May I ask who this is? " Ren Jiya's soft and beautiful voice sounded.

"Miss Ren, you have signed up for the Van Gogh Cup. Our organizing committee has received your application form."

"What can I do for you?"

Ren Jiya felt that this phone call was a little strange. She just submitted her personal information and before she could prepare her work, the organizing committee took the initiative to call her.

"I am the organizing committee secretary for this year's competition. "We understand that you are Cheng'an Group's Director Gu's friend, and that this competition will be held in Song City. We hope to receive the backing of the Cheng'an Group."

"How can I help?" Ren ZIya managed to digest what the organizing committee secretary had said with great difficulty, but she still didn't understand why he was looking for her.

"The organization committee will set up a banquet for Boss Gu tomorrow night. I wonder if Miss Ren will be willing to enjoy the show and attend the banquet as the representative of the contestants?"

"I'm not free, thank you." Ren Jiya politely refused and wanted to hang up immediately.

It was already enough for him to go to Gu Yannan's office twice a week to teach him how to paint colors, yet now he still wanted to eat with him?

Just as Ren Jiya was about to hang up the phone, the secretary suddenly changed her tone and complained, "Nowadays, the society is restless, and the young people who are obsessed with art are getting fewer and fewer. If we lose this event because we don't get the sponsorship and support of the host, there won't be a similar competition in the future. Miss Ren is also a person who loves art, so she wouldn't want to see such an outcome, right? "

Ren Ji Ya was excited. There were very few professional competitions like this in the Song City.

Many painters come together to show off their talent, which is a great event to spread art.

It was very common for social competitions to be sponsored everywhere. If it was just accompanying Gu Yannan for a meal and talking about the hopes of the organizing committee, it would not be a bad thing to let the competition proceed with a little effort.

Therefore, Ren Ji Ya nodded her head and agreed to this matter. "Tell me the time and place, and I will be there."

"Really? "Awesome."

The organizing committee secretary explained the details of the dinner party to Ren ZIya and hung up the phone with a reassured heart.

Ren Jiya stared at the address written down on a piece of paper and realized that this was probably the most luxurious hotel in the city.

Since she was going to the banquet as a contestant, she had to prepare.

But she didn't even have a proper dress.