Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 271 Chapter 270
Dozens of freshly baked paintings hang in the bright showroom.

Jiang Chuchu stopped in front of a painting with a familiar name on it, with an intriguing expression on her face... Jiang Mingzhu's painting.

Jiang Mingzhu's painting is a landscape of characters with extremely bright colors, the fiery red sunset, the dark reef, and the girl in a floral dress. At first glance, it looks very brutal, especially compared with the painter who is so gentle An elegant lady is even more interesting.

Many people stopped here at the same time, and at the same time they praised, they didn't say a word - the conception, composition, and even the characters of this painting are surprisingly similar to a work by the artist a few years ago, " "Moon Night", it is like the same series of "Moon Night" created by Jiang Mingzhu.

This level does not constitute plagiarism, it can only be said that the degree of innovation is not enough.

And next to her are also the top eight paintings of this session.

While Jiang Chuchu was looking at Jiang Mingzhu's painting, Jiang Mingzhu also impatiently found Jiang Chuchu's painting, just one glance was like being struck by lightning.

——The competition works of the two people are all landscapes with characters, large scenes, and the portraits cannot be seen clearly. Subtle transitions between colors...

More carefully, thinking of the controversy among the judges just now, I'm afraid... the champion will be born from these two oriental girls?
Jiang Chuchu walked past Jiang Mingzhu and paused for a moment, and glanced at Jiang Mingzhu with a smile that was not a smile.

Jiang Mingzhu reached the pinnacle of the oil painting art world when she was young, but the more praise she received, the more guilty she felt. She even had a little confidence at first, but as "Moon Night" was mentioned over and over again, Jiang Mingzhu smiled more and more. But the darker her heart was, the more she panicked and feared, maybe she didn't even realize that her painting style was getting closer and closer to Jiang Chuchu's, but the imitators were destined to be slightly inferior.

This competition was very important to both Jiang Chuchu and Jiang Mingzhu. Jiang Mingzhu was not sure of winning against her, so she simply gave up her own thoughts and took pictures of the "Moon Night".

Jiang Mingzhu's ability to draw such a picture was completely beyond Jiang Chuchu's expectations.

Jiang Mingzhu became famous in one fell swoop in this competition, and has a natural advantage in impression points. Compared with others, it is easy to be ignored. If Jiang Chuchu wants to increase her winning rate, she can only find another way—for example, forcing the two Individual paintings are put together for comparison.

Jiang Mingzhu imitated the feeling of "Moon Night", and she can do it too.

"Moon Night" belongs to her, and no one knows better than her how to innovate and sublimate.

Compared with the concept and technique of this kind of paintings, ten Jiang Mingzhu are not enough to see.

An hour and a half later, when everyone returned to the awards hall, Professor Bai suddenly grabbed Jiang Chuchu's wrist with a somewhat excited tone.

"Smith was looking at you just now." Smith is the chairman of the judges for this contest.

Her heart suddenly settled.

Relying on her half-baked English skills, Jiang Chuchu heard her name after a lengthy award speech——

Chuchu Jiang
The champion, Jiang Chuchu.

For the first time, she felt that her name sounded so nice.

She didn't look at Professor Bai who stood up excitedly, nor did she look at Liu Yan whose palms were red, and she didn't appreciate Jiang Mingzhu's expression of jealousy and jealousy. She just followed the spotlight on her. When I was there, I smiled and applauded myself gently.

She had never envied this feeling of being surrounded by approving eyes before, but now, Jiang Chuchu felt from the bottom of her heart that it was not bad.

After the awards were presented, it was a routine media interview. Her right hand was covered like a disabled person, which virtually established Jiang Chuchu's "master" temperament.Professor Bai acted as her spokesperson, with an authentic London accent showing the calmness of the international oil painting master and curator of the Kyoto National Museum of Art, Jiang Chuchu just echoed a few words.

Suddenly, a domestic reporter rushed to the front, ignored Jiang Chuchu, and instead pointed the microphone in front of Jiang Mingzhu who was next to her.

"Miss Jiang Mingzhu, I noticed that your painting this time is quite similar to "Moon Night". Is it because you have no new inspiration?"

Being interviewed as a loser, Jiang Mingzhu's complexion was a little tense.

"It's not like that, it's just that I have always yearned for a leisurely life, so I prefer paintings of this kind of theme, nothing special."

"So this is also your inspiration for creating "Moon Night"?"

Jiang Mingzhu smiled reluctantly, apparently not wanting to answer, "Well, yes."

Jiang Chuchu couldn't take it anymore and couldn't help interrupting. "Jiang Mingzhu, you have never looked at this painting carefully before, what kind of leisure life, do you think I have such a strange inspiration?"

"you shut up."

Of course Jiang Mingzhu wouldn't look at it, because every time she looked at it, she seemed to see Jiang Chuchu's ironic face.

The reporter's tone was almost questioning, "But I don't think so, Miss Jiang Mingzhu, may I ask, did you paint this painting yourself seven years ago?"

There are also media at the scene, including many domestic ones.

Jiang Mingzhu pinched her arm tightly, and had to force a distorted smile on her face, staring at the reporter firmly.

"Of course I drew it myself. I don't understand what you're talking about."

Seeing her categorically denying it, the reporter took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pulled out the photos, the corners of his mouth raised.

"Don't you really understand? This is a painting signed by you hanging in the Nancheng Art Museum, but unexpectedly, we saw the semi-finished appearance of this painting on another artist's Weibo , and the upload time was earlier than the completion time you announced, if that painting is a fake, then we have reason to doubt whether it is other paintings, and none of them are from your hand?"

There was a flash in Jiang Mingzhu's eyes, and he looked at Jiang Chuchu suddenly, "...What Weibo?"

Jiang Chuchu shrugged, "Maybe, I used to like to post on Weibo... I said earlier, don't just take my unfinished drawings, now you know I'm doing it for you."

Under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Chuchu and Jiang Mingzhu stood facing each other, and she could clearly see the tension...and hatred in Jiang Mingzhu's eyes.

Jiang Chuchu actually thought about it seriously.

Why does Jiang Mingzhu feel that she owes her?

It was the few days when Jiang Mingzhu was picked up by Jiang Shuyuan. A wrong kidnapping made Jiang Mingzhu kidnapped by the confused kidnappers as Jiang Chuchu. Afterwards, the kidnappers demanded a huge ransom from the Jiang family and warned them not to Call the police, otherwise, the safety of "Jiang Chuchu" will not be guaranteed.

Unfortunately, at that time, they made the wrong decision.

(End of this chapter)