"What a fuss." Xu Lao frowned.

However, he also knew that the young man was usually very reliable in his work, and he would not call him over for no reason. Xu Lao stood up, walked around the table, and came behind the young man.

The young man was concentrating on looking at the flattened oil painting, Xu Lao followed the young man's line of sight, and when he looked down, his gaze suddenly froze.

This oil painting is just a simple urban sunset scene, but it seems to have magical power, and Xu Lao's gaze falls, and he can no longer take it off.

After a long while, Xu Laocai finally broke free, he took a deep breath, looked at the oil painting in front of him, and his eyes were shocked.

Xu Lao said to the young man: "Who sent this, find out quickly!" ”

The young man was awakened by Xu Lao's voice again, and he hurriedly searched for the information of the oil painting.

But after a while, the young man said to Xu Lao with a sad face: "Xu Lao, this is an anonymous oil painting, and the person who painted the painting just sent the painting over, and there is no other information!" ”

"Anonymous! Who said it was okay to post anonymously! Xu Lao couldn't help but be furious.

In fact, there is no difference between anonymous submission and anonymous submission, and those who choose to submit anonymously are newcomers who have no confidence in themselves.

There is no one who really has status and status, and the submitted manuscript can enter the exhibition competition.

The reason is very simple, if you submit anonymously, it is easy to say if it is praised, but if the evaluation is not high, anonymous submission loses its meaning.

It is impossible to stand up and slap the association's face, not to mention whether the association will deliberately retaliate in the future, as long as the association stands up and says that the evaluation of anonymous paintings is fair enough, the value of anonymous contributors will naturally fall, becoming a black spot that cannot be washed, and if you are not careful, you may capsize in the gutter and never get up again.

Therefore, the anonymous submission is not reliable, but for the sake of publicity, the association has never thought of correcting it, nor is it worried about what problems will arise.

Until today, seeing this anonymous oil painting, Xu Lao wanted to scold.

"The courier company should have information about the person who sent the mail, and I think I can check it from the courier company."

The youth suggested.

"Old Xu, which master in China do you say is joking with us? This painting is definitely not something that ordinary people can draw! It's amazing, I just looked at it, and I was fascinated by the painting, and I felt like I had entered the painting, becoming a pedestrian in the painting. The dim sunlight fell on me, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness when I walked alone on the city road lined with high-rise buildings. ”

The young man then couldn't help but say, after seeing this painting, he had to find someone to talk to.

"I don't know, I don't have any impression of this person's painting style." Xu Lao shook his head.

Not only was he unimpressed, Xu Lao even felt that none of the oil painting masters he knew could paint an ordinary sunset scene so magically, and the whole painting seemed to come to life. When the painting is placed in front of you, it is as if there is a sunset shining on you.

"Really...... Hey, Mr. Xu, it seems that this painting didn't take much time, and it was really completed yesterday? The young man looked at the "dusk of the city" and suddenly said in surprise.

"I'll see." Xu Lao was also taken aback, such a painting should not be drawn casually, and it seemed too much of a coincidence to finish it before the deadline.

Xu Lao lowered his head and squinted at the paints, and after a while, he couldn't help but reach out in surprise to gently touch the paints, and then he was shocked.

"Old Xu, what's wrong." When the young man saw Xu Lao's face, he couldn't help asking.

"This oil painting was indeed completed yesterday! Not only that, but this painting was completed in just one to two hours, no, it was completed in just one to two hours, and the person who painted the painting used a powerful hair dryer to dry the paint, and then delivered the painting to us! ”

Xu Lao said in shock.

Such a painting, even if it takes a month to complete, is very amazing, and it is impossible to imagine that it can be painted in just one to two hours.

However, Xu Lao has a lot of experience, and judging from the color, softness, hardness, and dryness of the paint, he knows that this whole painting was completed in a short period of time, and the possibility of misjudgment is almost non-existent.

People lie, but paints don't!

"Old Xu, you, are you joking?" The young man stammered a little.

Working in the Art Society, the youth know exactly what this means.

"Who is joking with you, you go to the courier company, find the person who delivered the courier, and draw the picture to be dealt with by the person above now."

Xu Lao said angrily, he carefully rolled up the "dusk of the city", put it in the painting tube, and strode towards the conference room of the association.

An important meeting is taking place in the conference room.

"Then the ranking of this exhibition competition has been set for the time being, and when the selection really begins, you will say hello to those judges, and discuss and discuss if you have different opinions." In the center of the conference table, an old man said to everyone in the conference room.

"Understood, President Huang."

Everyone around nodded one after another, and it was Huang Yongnian, president of the Art Association, who spoke.

The entries have already been decided, and there will be a formal evaluation soon, but before the official evaluation, most of the entries are secretly decided.

It's just a youth art exhibition, and the level of the participating artists is just like that, even if the level is good and not famous enough, they still have the final say.

Of course, if the strength is enough, you can still win awards, but that is only a small part, and a larger part of the quota involves black-box operations.

As for how there is a transaction behind it, it is not something that ordinary people can know.

"That's all for the meeting, let's adjourn." President Huang announced.

"Wait!"

However, at this moment, Xu Lao rushed into the conference room.

"What's going on? After the meeting, I'll talk about it tomorrow. President Huang frowned and said unhappily, feeling that Xu Lao was relying on his qualifications and becoming more and more unruly.

"Very important thing! A courier has just sent a submission for an exhibition competition, and I think everyone must take a look at it, otherwise I'm afraid that there will be trouble at that time! Xu Lao shook his head and put the painting tube on the conference table.

"Contributions? If it's really good, why not give an excellence award? ”

"It's like, I really thought it was a big deal."

In the conference room, several people were a little unhappy when they heard this.

For those solicited contributions, they have never paid attention to it, at this time, if there are really good contributions, the association will choose to give an excellence award, and then go further, give the third prize.

Xu Lao, this is completely a fuss.

Under the age of 30, and have not joined the art association, no matter how good the level is, it is limited.

"You guys......" Xu Lao shook his head, opened the painting tube himself, took out the painting, and spread it out on the conference table.

Some people looked over, and when they looked at it, they couldn't help but be startled, and approached in two or three steps.

Their strangeness made the rest of the people look over as well, and this look made their faces change drastically.

The atmosphere of the conference room has changed dramatically in an instant.

"Old man Xu, where did this painting come from?"

Huang Yongnian also looked at it, and after taking a few looks, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and asked Xu Lao.

"It's not clear, it's an anonymous submission." Xu Lao shook his head.

"Anonymous submission? Which master wants to amuse us, make fun of us? ”

Someone smiled wryly.

"But the style of this painting is very unfamiliar, and no one can match it."

"This artistic conception is simply amazing, I guess which master broke through and wanted to borrow our hands to let this painting go out."

"Is it necessary? The Youth Exhibition can't afford this painting! ”

"President Huang, what should I do with this painting?"

There were exclamations and discussions, and finally everyone looked at Huang Yongnian.

Now that the painting is in their hands, they have to deal with it. Until it is determined who painted it, it is an anonymous entry and must be rated by the association.

And as long as there is this painting in the exhibition, they must give it the first place, the first prize!

The level of this painting has reached an impeccable state, and if such a painting could not have won the first place, and several Chinese youth art exhibitions have been held, its impartiality will no longer exist.

But to give this painting the first place, the previously decided rankings have all changed.

There are too many things involved behind this change in rankings, and it is not for them to decide.

"Originally, the ranking remained the same, and a special prize was added to the painting, and at the same time, the media was ventilated, saying that this time the art association received an amazing anonymous entry."

Huang Yongnian thought for a moment and said.

When many people around heard it, they immediately felt that this was a good idea.

In their opinion, this painting must have been painted by an old fellow, and such a painting would not have been given first place.

But if a special prize were to be added, the art association would be able to joke that it was a certain master who sent such an amazing work on a whim.

In this way, they have an excuse to put the painting in the special prize, and others will not doubt their statements and practices when they see the painting.

At the level of this painting, it would be too bullying to participate in the Youth Exhibition.

In the evening of that day, various art-related newspapers and media received the news from the Art Association.

Xu Lao looked at Huang Yongnian's treatment plan, just shook his head slightly, and did not make a sound.

In his opinion, these people are no longer engaged in art, but engaged in interests and means.

The most terrifying thing about this painting was that they didn't notice it, and Xu Lao didn't mean to break it.

……

After getting a membership card for the Yinhai Fitness Club, Chen Bing came to the club for fitness in the morning and evening.

This time his body was too injured, and he stopped the home game for the time being.

It's been several years later than others, and Chen Bing didn't think about rushing to catch up with others, during this time he was almost all in the game, just taking advantage of this time to take a break, and then play with all his might.

And after a few days, Chen Bing finally confirmed that An Yi, a beautiful coach, was really interesting to him.

In the past few days, An Yi will come to him when he has anything to do, and occasionally have physical contact with him in the name of guidance, and almost all of the contact is female sensitive parts, almost almost telling Chen Bing.

As a beautiful fitness coach, An Yi's figure has nothing to say, and her slender thighs are wearing tights, shorts and tank tops, which are quite tempting.

However, Chen Bing could see that An Yi had the idea of long-term development with him and let him be responsible, but he just wanted to take advantage of An Yi's body, and he had no idea of living with her for the rest of his life.

So in the face of An Yi's hints, Chen Bing could only act as if he hadn't seen anything.

(The third and fourth shifts will be later)