Chapter 18 Saving an Autistic Teenager 18
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Shan Bu Yu Shi Er
On the day of the award ceremony of the oil painting competition.
The award ceremony invited many well-known masters in the oil painting circle, even industry leaders, as well as students from the Academy of Fine Arts. The scene was crowded and very lively.
Even though he was prepared, Ji Yan was still frightened by the number of people present, and his face became visibly pale.
While waiting under the stage, almost everyone huddled in Jinchen's arms, not daring to look up.
Jin Chen coaxed and comforted, but looking at the young man whose fingertips were still trembling, he still frowned worriedly.
【0731, Is there any medicine that can temporarily relieve symptoms? 】
[For some hosts, a slow-release potion costs 50 points! 】
Just as Jinchen was about to redeem the potion, he saw the young man taking a deep breath in his arms and slowly sitting up, but his fingers were still holding him tightly.
"Yan Bao?"
"……I can."
Ji Yan mustered up the courage and thought of his mother who taught him oil painting in the first place. In his memory, every time he painted, his mother would smile very happily. She said that if Xiao Yan is so good, he will definitely win a big trophy in the future.
He wants to fulfill his mother's instructions to him.
The confusion and emptiness in the young man's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by determination and courage.
"...Achen, don't leave."
"I'm right here watching you paint, don't be afraid."
Jinchen did not exchange any more potions. His Yan Bao was stronger than he imagined.
Ji Yanxiao's eyebrows were curved. When he heard his name, he let go of Jin Chen's hand and walked onto the stage.
Those who received invitations to the ceremony were all the contestants who were shortlisted for the awards.
The prizes are divided into first to third prizes, and the first prize is divided into the final top five.
Only No. 1 can get the trophy and get the opportunity to be mentored by experts in the industry. Many challengers come here just for this opportunity.
Because Ji Yan and Ji Yu were contestants from the same city, they were assigned to adjacent stations.
Ji Yu had long known that he was No. 1 through the relationship with Bei Tai. He was no longer nervous at all, and looked at Ji Yan with a somewhat complacent look.
But the young man's eyes were always fixed on Jin Chen in the audience, without even looking at him.
Ji Yu glanced at the host and judges who had not paid attention to them, then turned sideways and said something in Ji Yan's ear.
Ji Yan raised his eyes in surprise, as if confused.
When the second and third prizes were announced, the names of Ji Yu and Ji Yan were not included.
The longer Ji Yan stood on the stage, the more courage he had mustered in his heart gradually dissipated.
Finally, he heard his name.
No.2.
Seasonal rain is No.1.
When the exhibition of Ji Yu's works was shown on the big screen, Ji Yan's cheeks instantly lost color, and his almond-shaped eyes were full of disbelief.
it's mom...
Ji Yu’s work, why is it the mother he painted two years ago...
He could see that Ji Yu had changed many places, but this could not hide the fact that the woman with a gentle smile in the painting was his mother.
Hearing the judges' praise of Ji Yu, Ji Yan could hardly breathe. The hatred for Ji Yu in his heart reached its peak at this moment.
[The villain's darkening value is detected to be 20, totaling 45! 】
Jin Chen suddenly sat up straight and noticed Ji Yan's abnormality on the stage.
【what happened? 】
[In the original plot, Ji Yu’s work was not this one, and it was only ranked second prize. His current work did not appear in the original plot. 】
0731 quick answer.
[Host, poor little guy has such a big reaction, could it be that Ji Yu stole this painting from him? 】
Jinchen seemed to have thought of something, and something flashed in his eyes.
【0731, can you find the previous photos of Ji Yan’s mother? 】
【Can!The host is waiting for me! 】
On the stage.
When Ji Yan was asked to speak by the host, he held the microphone with trembling fingertips and was so choked up that he could hardly speak.
"Contestant, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The host noticed the clue and asked him immediately.
"……Do not,"
Ji Yan shook his head, trying his best to resist the urge to cry and tell the truth, but the more he endured it, the worse he trembled.
Jinchen immediately stood up and stepped onto the stage in two or three steps.
He put his arms around Ji Yan's shoulders and took the microphone in his hand.
"Sorry, he is a little introverted, maybe he is frightened."
Most people who play art have a little problem, and the judges understood it, but asked in confusion: "What frightened him just now?"
Ji Yan smelled the familiar agarwood, and his frantically beating heart gradually calmed down, and he spoke again.
"...Ji Yu's work is not his...it was painted by me two years ago."
"what?"
The judge who asked him was shocked and said seriously: "Contestant Ji Yan, this is no joke."
Ji Yu clenched her fists, as if she was angry after being questioned.
"Ji Yan! Even if you hate me, you can't slander me like this!"
The professor who was invited snorted coldly.
He hates this kind of drama the most.
The host was sweating and had no idea how this could happen. No. 3 on the stage touched his nose.
"How about I go down first?"
The host nodded and motioned for him to get out quickly and not get involved in this farce.
"Contestant Ji Yan, what is the basis for your statement?"
Several judges discussed it and decided to find out.
"Don't be afraid, just say it."
Jinchen rubbed Ji Yan's shoulders and gave him infinite encouragement.
Ji Yan took a deep breath, "Because...this painting is of my mother."
Ji Yu was shocked in her heart and almost lost her composure.
How can it be!There are so many servants in the Ji family, why don't they say they have never seen the woman in the painting?
The judges didn't expect this answer. She looked at Ji Yu with a puzzled and strange expression.
"In your introduction to the competition, you said that the woman in the portrait is the Virgin Angel in your imagination, right? What do you want to say about contestant Ji Yan's doubts?"
"I, I don't know what Ji Yan is talking about. This painting cost me a lot of effort. She is the angel in my fantasy, the beauty I drew one stroke at a time. I will never allow him to slander me like this! "
Ji Yu forced himself to calm down and refused to admit the matter.
At the same time, he winked at the judge who had been bribed by Beitai and motioned for him to help him.
When the male judge received the signal, his heart sank, knowing that this matter might be true.
But after he received the money, he had to help.
"According to Contestant Ji Yan, this painting is your own, but when competing on the same stage, how come you can't even win against your own painting from two years ago?"
Ji Yan's expression changed.
Because in the past two years, every time he picked up a paintbrush, he would be interrupted by the rainy season, either tearing up the canvas or simply knocking over the paint...
He only picked up painting again after moving to Jin's house.
Jinchen saw the young man's sadness and raised his eyes to look coldly at the male judge.
"Are you sure that every painting you make will be better than the one before?"
【Host!The photo has been transferred to your mobile phone album! 】
Jinchen didn't wait for the male judge to speak, took out his phone and clicked on the photo of Ji Yan's mother.
He showed the photo in front of the host, "Is this evidence enough?"
The award ceremony invited many well-known masters in the oil painting circle, even industry leaders, as well as students from the Academy of Fine Arts. The scene was crowded and very lively.
Even though he was prepared, Ji Yan was still frightened by the number of people present, and his face became visibly pale.
While waiting under the stage, almost everyone huddled in Jinchen's arms, not daring to look up.
Jin Chen coaxed and comforted, but looking at the young man whose fingertips were still trembling, he still frowned worriedly.
【0731, Is there any medicine that can temporarily relieve symptoms? 】
[For some hosts, a slow-release potion costs 50 points! 】
Just as Jinchen was about to redeem the potion, he saw the young man taking a deep breath in his arms and slowly sitting up, but his fingers were still holding him tightly.
"Yan Bao?"
"……I can."
Ji Yan mustered up the courage and thought of his mother who taught him oil painting in the first place. In his memory, every time he painted, his mother would smile very happily. She said that if Xiao Yan is so good, he will definitely win a big trophy in the future.
He wants to fulfill his mother's instructions to him.
The confusion and emptiness in the young man's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by determination and courage.
"...Achen, don't leave."
"I'm right here watching you paint, don't be afraid."
Jinchen did not exchange any more potions. His Yan Bao was stronger than he imagined.
Ji Yanxiao's eyebrows were curved. When he heard his name, he let go of Jin Chen's hand and walked onto the stage.
Those who received invitations to the ceremony were all the contestants who were shortlisted for the awards.
The prizes are divided into first to third prizes, and the first prize is divided into the final top five.
Only No. 1 can get the trophy and get the opportunity to be mentored by experts in the industry. Many challengers come here just for this opportunity.
Because Ji Yan and Ji Yu were contestants from the same city, they were assigned to adjacent stations.
Ji Yu had long known that he was No. 1 through the relationship with Bei Tai. He was no longer nervous at all, and looked at Ji Yan with a somewhat complacent look.
But the young man's eyes were always fixed on Jin Chen in the audience, without even looking at him.
Ji Yu glanced at the host and judges who had not paid attention to them, then turned sideways and said something in Ji Yan's ear.
Ji Yan raised his eyes in surprise, as if confused.
When the second and third prizes were announced, the names of Ji Yu and Ji Yan were not included.
The longer Ji Yan stood on the stage, the more courage he had mustered in his heart gradually dissipated.
Finally, he heard his name.
No.2.
Seasonal rain is No.1.
When the exhibition of Ji Yu's works was shown on the big screen, Ji Yan's cheeks instantly lost color, and his almond-shaped eyes were full of disbelief.
it's mom...
Ji Yu’s work, why is it the mother he painted two years ago...
He could see that Ji Yu had changed many places, but this could not hide the fact that the woman with a gentle smile in the painting was his mother.
Hearing the judges' praise of Ji Yu, Ji Yan could hardly breathe. The hatred for Ji Yu in his heart reached its peak at this moment.
[The villain's darkening value is detected to be 20, totaling 45! 】
Jin Chen suddenly sat up straight and noticed Ji Yan's abnormality on the stage.
【what happened? 】
[In the original plot, Ji Yu’s work was not this one, and it was only ranked second prize. His current work did not appear in the original plot. 】
0731 quick answer.
[Host, poor little guy has such a big reaction, could it be that Ji Yu stole this painting from him? 】
Jinchen seemed to have thought of something, and something flashed in his eyes.
【0731, can you find the previous photos of Ji Yan’s mother? 】
【Can!The host is waiting for me! 】
On the stage.
When Ji Yan was asked to speak by the host, he held the microphone with trembling fingertips and was so choked up that he could hardly speak.
"Contestant, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The host noticed the clue and asked him immediately.
"……Do not,"
Ji Yan shook his head, trying his best to resist the urge to cry and tell the truth, but the more he endured it, the worse he trembled.
Jinchen immediately stood up and stepped onto the stage in two or three steps.
He put his arms around Ji Yan's shoulders and took the microphone in his hand.
"Sorry, he is a little introverted, maybe he is frightened."
Most people who play art have a little problem, and the judges understood it, but asked in confusion: "What frightened him just now?"
Ji Yan smelled the familiar agarwood, and his frantically beating heart gradually calmed down, and he spoke again.
"...Ji Yu's work is not his...it was painted by me two years ago."
"what?"
The judge who asked him was shocked and said seriously: "Contestant Ji Yan, this is no joke."
Ji Yu clenched her fists, as if she was angry after being questioned.
"Ji Yan! Even if you hate me, you can't slander me like this!"
The professor who was invited snorted coldly.
He hates this kind of drama the most.
The host was sweating and had no idea how this could happen. No. 3 on the stage touched his nose.
"How about I go down first?"
The host nodded and motioned for him to get out quickly and not get involved in this farce.
"Contestant Ji Yan, what is the basis for your statement?"
Several judges discussed it and decided to find out.
"Don't be afraid, just say it."
Jinchen rubbed Ji Yan's shoulders and gave him infinite encouragement.
Ji Yan took a deep breath, "Because...this painting is of my mother."
Ji Yu was shocked in her heart and almost lost her composure.
How can it be!There are so many servants in the Ji family, why don't they say they have never seen the woman in the painting?
The judges didn't expect this answer. She looked at Ji Yu with a puzzled and strange expression.
"In your introduction to the competition, you said that the woman in the portrait is the Virgin Angel in your imagination, right? What do you want to say about contestant Ji Yan's doubts?"
"I, I don't know what Ji Yan is talking about. This painting cost me a lot of effort. She is the angel in my fantasy, the beauty I drew one stroke at a time. I will never allow him to slander me like this! "
Ji Yu forced himself to calm down and refused to admit the matter.
At the same time, he winked at the judge who had been bribed by Beitai and motioned for him to help him.
When the male judge received the signal, his heart sank, knowing that this matter might be true.
But after he received the money, he had to help.
"According to Contestant Ji Yan, this painting is your own, but when competing on the same stage, how come you can't even win against your own painting from two years ago?"
Ji Yan's expression changed.
Because in the past two years, every time he picked up a paintbrush, he would be interrupted by the rainy season, either tearing up the canvas or simply knocking over the paint...
He only picked up painting again after moving to Jin's house.
Jinchen saw the young man's sadness and raised his eyes to look coldly at the male judge.
"Are you sure that every painting you make will be better than the one before?"
【Host!The photo has been transferred to your mobile phone album! 】
Jinchen didn't wait for the male judge to speak, took out his phone and clicked on the photo of Ji Yan's mother.
He showed the photo in front of the host, "Is this evidence enough?"
