All-Mighty Girl Gets Spoiled by A Bigshot

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?”

At the first glance, he had thrown it away. It was too

saw Wu Chong’s grave expression, he asked nervously, “President, is there

painting to him. “Take a

member took it and could not help but doubt in his heart. Could it be that this rather monotonous painting caught the President’s

at

his head and said apologetically, “I’m sorry,

not come today, this painting would have been eliminated and a painting

to use this painting to participate in the competition, the chances of winning would be

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

at the eliminated paintings and instructed, “Look at it again. There’s no need to rush so

plan. At this moment, Wu Chong gave the order and he nodded.

Chong did not leave the painting behind. He took it

could not put it down. He looked at it carefully and the more he looked at it, the

Chong’s gaze fell on the name.

he had never heard of

Youth Painting Competition, he would have really suspected which master’s painting it

the emotions in the painting. Looking at this painting, he felt a strong sense of grief. At the same time, a small ray

the first time he had seen such a strong expression of