The Association member looked at the painting on the table and replied, "There are about 60 more."
Wu Chong nodded. "Alright, you guys continue with your work."
Wu Chong picked up a piece of work that had been eliminated and started to judge it.
A few seconds later, he frowned slightly and casually put it back to its original position. He picked up another piece and just like that, he read over ten pieces of work.
When he picked up another one, his casual gaze paused for a moment, and then his gaze froze on the painting.
He was overwhelmed with emotions.
This was the first time he saw someone who could bring sadness to the extreme in a painting.
As soon as he opened it, he felt a strong sense of sadness coming from the painting.
Especially the painting in the painting. The pair of eyes drawn by the female lead in the painting seemed to have all the sadness and regret in the world gathered in this pair of eyes.
When the Association member saw that Wu Chong's expression was a little strange, he came over and asked, "President, is there a problem?"
"Is this an eliminated painting?"
"Yes." He nodded. He had an impression of this painting. At the first glance, he had thrown it away. It was too monotonous, so it was probably not a good painting.
However, when he saw Wu Chong's grave expression, he asked nervously, "President, is there a problem?"
Wu Chong handed the painting to him. "Take a good look."
The Association member took it and could not help but doubt in his heart. Could it be that this rather monotonous painting caught the President's eye in some way?
He looked at it seriously.
A minute later, his entire body trembled. He raised his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, President. I misjudged it."
If Wu Chong had not come today, this painting would have been eliminated and a painting genius would have been buried.
If they were to use this painting to participate in the competition, the chances of winning would be very high.
Wu Chong did not blame him. Unless one was highly skilled in painting, one would not be able to tell that this painting was good at first glance. Even he had to spend ten seconds to treat it seriously.
He looked at the eliminated paintings and instructed, "Look at it again. There's no need to rush so as not to miss anything."
The members of the Painting Association also had the same plan. At this moment, Wu Chong gave the order and he nodded. "Alright."
Wu Chong did not leave the painting behind. He took it back to his office.
He could not put it down. He looked at it carefully and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Wu Chong's gaze fell on the name. Sheng?
A name that he had never heard of before.
If it was not for the Youth Painting Competition, he would have really suspected which master's painting it was.
There was nothing wrong with this painting in terms of technique and foundation. The most important thing was the expression of the emotions in the painting. Looking at this painting, he felt a strong sense of grief. At the same time, a small ray of sunlight shone in from the outside, giving it hope.
This was the first time he had seen such a strong expression of emotions.
Wu Chuang had an impulse to see this 'Sheng' immediately.
He had to win such a talent over to the Association.
Wu Chong's paintings were also very famous in the country. One of them could be sold for tens of millions. However, he had never been pretentious. He was also a person who loved talents. When he saw this painting, he immediately wanted to meet 'Sheng'.
Wu Chong put down the painting and wrote on his notebook: Sheng's painting, 'Regret'.
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At noon, Qin Sheng went out for a trip and did not rest in the dormitory. When she returned, she happened to bump into Su Yixiu.
He walked very quickly and was covered in sweat.
When he saw Qin Sheng, his footsteps paused. "Qin Sheng, congratulations. You did very well in the exam this time."
Su Yixiu was a genius and very hardworking. Since he was young, as long as he participated in the exam, he would always get first place. This was the first time he had met someone who surpassed him.
He was not unsatisfied.
He had never thought that he was the only one who could get first place.
Su Yixiu was really happy for Qin Sheng.