Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

Fang Desheng was dumbfounded.

Yuan Changjiang's eyes widened in shock.

The president of the Oil Painting Association couldn't believe it was true, "Is Jiang Mu really a student of CAFA?"

The staff nodded, "If it is fake, this kind of information will not be wrong. We have checked them one by one, especially the authors who have won the prize. We have also focused on investigating, and they are absolutely not wrong."

"Hahaha, that's great! That's great! Lao Yuan, what else do you have to say now?" Fang Desheng was very excited, "You are right, over the years, whenever there is a game with you, we will I haven't won the first place. This is the first time. I really have no preparation at all. I'm not as experienced as you. However, I believe that after this time, we will accumulate rich experience and will not be in such a hurry this time. ."

Yuan Changjiang was rude, "It's just an oil painting competition, what does it mean? You are so arrogant after winning the first prize once, and it's not necessarily what will happen in the future!"

"Yes, yes, it's just an oil painting competition. However, this is the largest oil painting competition in recent years. As for the arrogance, what did Professor Yuan say? Compared with your school, we at Central Academy of Fine Arts are more demanding. How low-key is as low-key!"

Fang Desheng said with a smile, it's not just yin and yang, but he will too.

Yuan Changjiang was so angry that he blushed and had a thick neck, but he was speechless. In terms of yin and yang, he really lost.

This oil painting competition is different from the previous small competitions, and the gold content of the first prize is really not comparable to the first prize of any other competition.

Fang Desheng here can be said to be proud, but because of this debate, Fang Desheng's return to school was delayed.

And those teachers and students who were waiting for today's results, waiting at school were called agitated.

There is no way, all kinds of rumors spread wildly in the study, and the more the mystery is revealed, the faster it spreads, and the more intense the discussion.

There is not only the dispute between Jiang Mu and Ma Lele, but also the competition between Jiang Mu and the school flower, and there are some good people who are gambling on this matter, whether it is a student who is concerned about this matter itself , or students who already have support objects, or those who originally wanted to earn a little pocket money by relying on this, they are all concerned about the results of the competition.

It can be said that even the final exam has been selectively forgotten by everyone. Under the cover, the result of the oil painting competition is what everyone cares about most.

How concerned are you?

Those who didn't have a class found a reason to stroll around the office building of the Oil Painting Department, ready to see Professor Fang rushing over immediately and be the first to learn about the results of the competition.

Those who can't find a reason or an excuse to enter the office building can only linger outside the office building, whether it is sketching or chatting, anyway, the office building of the oil painting department is especially lively today.

The worst is for those students who still have classes to attend. Not only do they have to sit in the classroom and listen to the teacher's lecture, they can't hear the wind at all, and the worst is that they have to face the teacher's name and question from time to time.

It would be miserable for anyone who slipped the number to be questioned by the teacher and still couldn't answer the question.

However, everyone is rebellious, and the more they are not allowed to do things, the more they want to do it, especially freshmen, who have never experienced such a battle. Even if the teacher is very serious, they still discuss it in private.

"What's going on? It stands to reason that the results of the oil painting competition should have come out long ago! Why is it all down now, and there is no news at all?"

"Who knows! It is estimated that there was a problem in which link, and the time for the results was delayed."

"Yes, yes, it is also possible that Professor Fang got the results early in the morning, and something happened on the way back, so it was delayed."

"Do you think Professor Fang is you? I don't know the priority of the matter. The oil painting competition is such an important matter, and finally the results come out. Instead of going back to school immediately, you are wandering outside?"

"It's impossible, that's impossible. Tell me what's going on? Could it be that something happened during the awards process that extended the time for the awards?"

"It's not impossible, and the same thing hasn't happened before, didn't it happen once before? I remember that it was postponed for a whole day, and now it's only half an afternoon, What's so surprising?"

"I know when you said that our school grass was born in that competition. It was a dark horse. It overturned everyone and won the first prize! At that time, the school grass hadn't entered school yet. Tell me, so many contestants have never done school grass, so the school grass stands out! I must have positioned the school grass as the first prize at the time, but it must have been a very intense discussion, so the announcement time was postponed. "

Ba Wang kept listening with her ears pricked up. She had no interest in this kind of public class, and came to the class only because it was the only class in their dormitory that all four of them could take together.

She would desert every class, and this time, listening to the intense discussions around her, she couldn't help but join in, "If you think about it this way, there should be a dark horse in this oil painting competition. The works are excellent, and there are There is a chance to compete for the first prize, but for various reasons, it is a little difficult to set this ranking."

A head poked over, "Wow, if there is a dark horse, it must be our fourth child! Absolutely can't run!" Han Yutong was full of confidence.

"Shh—" Ba Wang made a silent mouth, then looked left and right, and said in a low voice, "We just need to know, don't be heard, and we will use this to make trouble again."

Han Yutong nodded and lowered his voice, "I think my guess is very reasonable! If there is a dark horse, it is the fourth! So, our fourth is really showing his face this time! First prize! First prize! !"

"It's important to be a person with self-knowledge. Let's not talk about the dark horse or the dark horse. Even if there is a dark horse, it is not necessarily her Jiang Mu, right? There are many people participating in this oil painting competition, and anyone can become a dark horse!"

Ma Lele sneered lightly.

"What's the matter with you? Someone like you who likes to spread rumors, he clearly said before that you would definitely win the prize, but later he felt that he couldn't do it, and he started talking to himself again, pushing our fourth child out, saying that he would follow up with him. Our fourth brother is competing! Now we have come over to find trouble, why do you think our fourth child is not a dark horse, so do you think you are the dark horse?"

Han Yutong rolled her eyes at her and felt that this person was disgusting.

Wang Ba stretched out his hand to look at the nails he had just dyed, and said with contempt, "Be confident and remove the question mark. Obviously, that's how she feels."

Ma Lele raised his chin, "Just as Jiang Mu submitted the works according to the deadline for submission of works, what kind of good works can she submit? How can she become a dark horse?"