Qi Wenshi was also suspicious.
It was rare for someone to use the back door, but it was not unheard of.
He immediately said, "Churou, come with me to the Painting Association tomorrow. I'll go and ask about the situation."
Qi Wenshi was indeed very powerful. He was once a Painting Master of a generation.
However, his later paintings were not outstanding, and he was gradually pushed down.
Qi Wenshi was anxious to consolidate his position, so he found a student to teach. If the student stood out, he could also benefit from it.
Qi Wenshi found two students.
One of the students had gone abroad to further his studies, and now only Qin Churou remained by his side.
Qin Churou was very talented in painting. Otherwise, a picky person like Qi Wenshi would not have taken a fancy to her. Qi Wenshi had high hopes for Qin Churou.
This time, he wanted to use the Youth Painting Competition to let Qin Churou start to enter everyone's sights.
Step by step, he would make Qin Churou famous throughout the country, and even throughout the world.
Now that those old guys were looking down on him, Qi Wenshi wanted to ruthlessly slap their faces.
Now, they were telling him that Qin Churou didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the Youth Painting Competition?
A hint of viciousness flashed through Qi Wenshi's eyes.
No matter what, one of the spots in the competition had to be Qin Churou's!
After hanging up the phone, Qin Churou returned to the living room.
Lin Shuya asked worriedly, "Rou'er, why is Master Qi looking for you?"
Qin Churou smiled. "There might be something fishy about this matter. Teacher said that he would bring me to take a look at the situation tomorrow. If someone really did use a backdoor, he would help me seek justice."
Lin Shuya smiled. "Rou'er, someone must have used some tricks to snatch your spot."
Qin Hai's brows gradually relaxed.
"Mom, I'm not sure about this matter. I'll go back to my room first."
Qin Churou walked upstairs, her hand holding her phone tightly.
Her face was filled with ruthlessness.
Sheng!
Qin Sheng's name suddenly popped up in her mind, and Qin Churou immediately denied it.
That trash from the countryside didn't even know about the Youth Painting Competition. How could she be Sheng?
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Old Master Lu called Qin Sheng. To be able to participate in the Youth Painting Competition, Old Master Lu was really proud of Qin Sheng. He had a feeling that his own child had a future.
He also hoped to spend more time with Qin Sheng.
They only met a few times a week, and he didn't dare to call her often. Previously, he had to call Qin Sheng once every night, but Fu Hanchuan had warned him, limiting him to only call Qin Sheng twice a week. He also limited the time, and the maximum time was half an hour.
Otherwise, Fu Hanchuan would not bring Qin Sheng back to the Lu family.
How could this work?
Old Master Lu was furious. He pointed at Fu Hanchuan and scolded him, trying to use his identity to suppress Fu Hanchuan, saying that he was his elder. That he had to respect the elderly and love the young, that he was his grandfather, and that he had to be filial to him.
But in the end, he still succumbed to Fu Hanchuan's threat, and could only accept it aggrievedly.
Old Master Lu was really stifled.
Now, he seized the opportunity to call Qin Sheng.
"Sheng Sheng," Old Master Lu said with a smile.
Lu Ming looked very speechless.
Grandpa Lu was very nice to his sister-in-law, but to him, his expression was terrible.
He once again suspected whether his grandfather picked him up from the roadside.
"Grandpa Lu." Qin Sheng was drying her hair with a towel.
After Grandpa Lu rambled on, he finally got down to business.
"Sheng Sheng, have you checked the results of the selection for the Youth Painting Competition in H City?"
Qin Sheng's eyebrows were tightly knitted. She had forgotten about this matter. "Is it today?"
Grandpa Lu smiled and nodded.. "Sheng Sheng, take a guess. Can you enter the Youth Painting Competition?"