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nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

nQi Wenshi was also suspicious.

nIt was rare for someone to use the back door, but it was not unheard of.

nHe immediately said, “Churou, come with me to the Painting Association tomorrow. I’ll go and ask about the situation.”

nQi Wenshi was indeed very powerful. He was once a Painting Master of a generation.

nHowever, his later paintings were not outstanding, and he was gradually pushed down.

nQi 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.

nQi Wenshi found two students.

nOne of the students had gone abroad to further his studies, and now only Qin Churou remained by his side.

nQin 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.

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nThis time, he wanted to use the Youth Painting Competition to let Qin Churou start to enter everyone’s sights.

nStep by step, he would make Qin Churou famous throughout the country, and even throughout the world.

nNow that those old guys were looking down on him, Qi Wenshi wanted to ruthlessly slap their faces.

nNow, they were telling him that Qin Churou didn’t even have the qualifications to participate in the Youth Painting Competition?

nA hint of viciousness flashed through Qi Wenshi’s eyes.

nNo matter what, one of the spots in the competition had to be Qin Churou’s!

nAfter hanging up the phone, Qin Churou returned to the living room.

nLin Shuya asked worriedly, “Rou’er, why is Master Qi looking for you?”

nQin 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.”

nLin Shuya smiled. “Rou’er, someone must have used some tricks to snatch your spot.”

nQin Hai’s brows gradually relaxed.

n“Mom, I’m not sure about this matter. I’ll go back to my room first.”

nQin Churou walked upstairs, her hand holding her phone tightly.

nHer face was filled with ruthlessness.

nSheng!

nQin Sheng’s name suddenly popped up in her mind, and Qin Churou immediately denied it.

nThat trash from the countryside didn’t even know about the Youth Painting Competition. How could she be Sheng?

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nOld 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.

nHe also hoped to spend more time with Qin Sheng.

nThey 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.

nOtherwise, Fu Hanchuan would not bring Qin Sheng back to the Lu family.

nHow could this work?

nOld 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.

nBut in the end, he still succumbed to Fu Hanchuan’s threat, and could only accept it aggrievedly.

nOld Master Lu was really stifled.

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nNow, he seized the opportunity to call Qin Sheng.

n“Sheng Sheng,” Old Master Lu said with a smile.

nLu Ming looked very speechless.

nGrandpa Lu was very nice to his sister-in-law, but to him, his expression was terrible.

nHe once again suspected whether his grandfather picked him up from the roadside.

n“Grandpa Lu.” Qin Sheng was drying her hair with a towel.

nAfter Grandpa Lu rambled on, he finally got down to business.

n“Sheng Sheng, have you checked the results of the selection for the Youth Painting Competition in H City?”

nQin Sheng’s eyebrows were tightly knitted. She had forgotten about this matter. “Is it today?”

nGrandpa Lu smiled and nodded. “Sheng Sheng, take a guess.. Can you enter the Youth Painting Competition?”

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