Chapter 2180 You are my only color 1
The air suddenly stagnated, and Wen Jin's fingertips unconsciously stroked the cuffs of his sleeves.
"I miss you." Wen Jin finally compromised and was willing to admit it, and even his tone was so gentle that outsiders found it unbelievable.
He was aware of Jinchen's guidance and probing in this regard, which was like a burning flame melting the ice in his heart.
That made me feel that my cooperation was even more incredible.
[The villain's darkening value is detected -1, totaling 97! 】
"So what did you do yesterday?" Jinchen propped himself up and spoke properly after getting the answer.
Wen Jin stared at the screen vaguely, reminiscing, and then said: "I had a cup of coffee with some old friends and discussed a business deal."
He avoided the main point and did not mention that those old friends were high-ranking members of the Mafia, nor did he mention the accidental shooting at the negotiation table.
Of course, Jinchen knew it even if he didn't say it.
"Okay, I hope the professor will keep it up." Jin Chen went further and unilaterally obtained the right to share Wen Jin's life, even though not much of it was true.
But being able to start is a good sign, and Jinchen is not in a hurry at all.
Wen Jin glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting late. Go to bed early."
"Okay." Jinchen leaned closer to the camera, "Good night."
"Good night." Wen Jin watched the screen go dark, and his fingertips gently brushed over the position where Jinchen was in the video.
[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 32! 】
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The final scene.
All the judges and audience from the art industry are very familiar with the contestant Jinchen.
The first two rounds of competition have demonstrated Jinchen's unique talent. It is no exaggeration to call him the dark horse of this tournament. He is both spiritual and skilled. Many old-school artists have extended olive branches to him in advance.
The theme of the final was announced on site, requiring contestants to quickly conceive and complete their works within a limited time. The jury would conduct on-site reviews and an awards ceremony would be held.
Wu You knew the theme of the finals half a month in advance, and on that day he asked to compete fairly with Jinchen for the spot.
Therefore, he was very comfortable with it, having already taken lessons from a nationally renowned master.
I have nothing, I just need the honor of being the first. Wu You convinced himself.
He missed one thing.
In the face of absolute strength, even if you prepare early, you can only be compared.
Jinchen's painting is so good that anyone who finds out that Jinchen is not the first place will immediately question the authenticity of the competition.
however……
"The champion of this year's oil painting competition is..." The host's voice trembled, making sure he was not mistaken, "Wu You!"
On the jury, the white-haired old professor slammed the table and said, "Ridiculous!"
He pointed at Jinchen's painting, extremely angry, "A work of this caliber would be worthy of any international competition! What are you choosing?!"
"Wu You is better in terms of technique..." The judge who collected the money interrupted, wiping his sweat, "Jinchen's painting is too...emotional."
Sentimental Jinchen curled her lips and watched the farce.
[Oh, that's right! If this angle is a little more to the side, it will be more broken! ] Ling Gun Gun's online guidance.
The security guards quietly surrounded them and tried to take Jinchen away from the scene, but when the camera scanned over, Jinchen lowered his eyes slightly, feeling completely broken.
Wu You looked unhappy. He didn't expect the judges to be so disrespectful.
The audience who were shouting about the inside story were even more vocal.
"Student Wu You, I heard that you and Student Jin Chen are from the same school. Where did you get your place in the competition?"
"Student Wu You, what do you think of winning the championship?"
"Wu You..."
The media rushed over to interview him, and Wu You was surrounded and almost cursed in anger, but he couldn't let it have a bad impact on Gu Xi.
What media outlet is this? Why is the interview so sharp?
From Jinchen's family.
The latest acquisition, just waiting for today.
Jinchen stood next to the judges' podium, tapping the corner of his clothes with his fingertips. He glanced through the crowd at Gu Xi sitting in the audience and raised his eyebrows slightly.
[Ready… to fire!] Ling Gungun whimpered.
next moment.
The countdown screen suddenly flickered, and a harsh audio sounded throughout the venue:
"Don't worry, Mr. Gu. The jury has already made arrangements..."
"As long as Wu You's painting doesn't have any major mistakes..."
"Yes, yes, I'm in charge of this term. I will ensure..."
There was an uproar in the audience.
Wu You stepped back holding the trophy, his expression changed in shock, and he subconsciously looked towards the audience.
But the moment Gu Xi heard the audio, he realized something was wrong and left quickly.
Wu You took a deep breath, not understanding how such a thing could have been leaked!
Reporters swarmed over him, the flash lights blinding him: "Excuse me, what is your explanation for this recording?"
"This is fake!" Wu You's voice trembled, and the base of the trophy left a deep dent in his palm. "My...my painting is indeed..."
Better than Jinchen.
Wu You didn't even have the courage to say this out loud.
Jinchen stood in the shadows, gently stroking the edge of the canvas with his fingertips, and sighed softly, which was just caught by the nearest camera.
The young man was born with great privileges, but now he felt so wronged that he had no way to express his helplessness, which even made many artists in the audience shed tears.
The old professor took off his glasses, pointed at the organizers and scolded them: "You are blaspheming art!"
Under the watchful eyes of the public and with no one to help him, Wu You could only put down the trophy and flee off the stage in a hurry.
After dozens of minutes of internal discussions, the trophy was finally delivered to Jinchen in the presence of all the audience and judges, and the award ceremony was held again.
When leaving, Jinchen, holding the trophy, ran into Wu You, who was trembling with fear, and stopped.
"Look, I advised you to improve your painting skills when you have time."
"But you still embarrassed yourself in the competition."
Unprecedented humiliation.
Wu You didn't dare to think about how many big names in the art world had gathered for the competition.
He scratched his hair and said in a hoarse voice: "Is it you! Or... or Wen Jin? How did you get the call records?!"
[Of course it’s because of the wise and powerful Lord Pixiu. 】
Ling Gungun patted his chest, not showing any pride at all.
"How strange," Jin Chen was quite surprised, "I'm just exposing you, not framing you."
"What are you angry about?"
Wu You: “…”
Wu You covered his heart with his hands and almost fainted from anger.
