The members of the association glanced at the paintings placed on the table and replied: "There are probably 60 more."

Wu Chuang nodded, "Okay, you guys keep working."

Wu Chuang picked up a eliminated work and looked at it.

After a few seconds, he frowned slightly, put it back at random, picked up another one, and just looked at a dozen works like this.

When he picked up another one, his inattentive gaze paused slightly, and his gaze froze on the painting.

He was emotional.

It was the first time that he saw someone who could bring sadness to the extreme in a painting.

As soon as I opened it, I felt a strong sadness spreading over it.

Especially in the picture-in-picture, the eyes drawn by the heroine above seem to gather all the sadness and regrets of the world in these eyes.

The members of the association saw Wu Chuang's expression a little strange, and came over, "Chairman, is there a problem?"

"Is this an obsolete painting?"

"Yeah." He nodded. He had an impression of this painting. When he first saw it, he left it away. It was too monotonous, and it was not a good painting.

But seeing Wu Chuang's solemn expression, he asked nervously: "Chairman, is there a problem?"

Wu Chuang handed him the painting, "You look good."

The members of the association took it and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that this slightly monotonous painting caught the chairman's eyes?

He really looked at it seriously.

A minute later, he was shocked and raised his head, sorry, "I'm sorry, Chairman, I missed you."

If Wu Chuang hadn't come over today, this painting would have been eliminated and a painting genius would have been buried.

If you take this painting to participate in the competition, there is a great chance of winning.

Wu Chuang didn't blame it. Unless he is highly skilled in painting, at first glance, he can't tell that it is good. It took him ten seconds to take it seriously.

He glanced at the obsolete paintings and said: "Look again, no need to hurry, so as not to miss it."

The members of the association also had this plan. Wu Chuang ordered this meeting, and he nodded, "Okay."

Wu Chuang didn't leave the painting, and took it back to the office.

He loves this painting very much, and he looks at it carefully, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it.

Wu Chuang's eyes fell on the name, Sheng?

A name that has never been heard before.

If it weren't for the Cyan Painting Competition, he really doubted which master's painting was.

This painting, in terms of technique and basic skills, can’t make mistakes. The most important thing is to convey the feelings in the painting. When you look at this painting, you can feel a strong breath of grief. The little sunshine gives people another hope.

This is the first time he has seen such a strong ability to convey emotions.

Wu Chuang had an urge to see this Sheng immediately.

This kind of talent, he must win him into the association.

Wu Chuang’s paintings are also very famous all over the country. One can sell for ten million, but he has never been pretentious. He is also a lover. No, when I see this painting, I want to see Sheng. Up.

Wu Chuang put down the painting and wrote in his notebook, Sheng's painting "Regret".

——

At noon, Qin Sheng went out and did not rest in the dormitory. When he returned, he happened to ran into Su Yixiu.

He walked fast, sweating profusely.

When he saw Qin Sheng, he paused, "Qin Sheng, congratulations, you did a good job this time."

Su Yixiu is a genius and very hardworking. From childhood to adulthood, as long as he took the exam, he won the first place. This was the first time he met someone who surpassed him.

There is no unwillingness in his heart.

He never thought that the first place could only be him.

Su Yixiu is really happy for Qin Sheng.