After the divorce, the rich president knelt down and begged me to get back together

Gu Peisi, who was in the monitoring room, frowned when he heard Shen Qingli's words.

Her words are a reflection of her past life.

It turned out that she was so anxious to get a divorce because she was disappointed with her married life.

He went too far at the beginning and chilled her heart.

For some reason, looking at her like this, Gu Peisi had an urge to rush in front of her and hug her.

Qin Ruoyin felt much better when she saw Xie Yurou trying to stop Shen Qingli at all costs and making her lose face.

It was wonderful to watch them fight each other while she reaped the benefits.

. . .

Xie Yurou wanted to say something in rebuttal, but was stopped by the judges.

"Ms. Xie, right? I think there is no problem with Shen Qingli's painting." The judge's tone was cold, making people feel tight behind their backs and dare not refute.

Seeing Xie Yurou being humiliated, Shen Qingli curved her eyebrows.

She continued talking about the following paintings.

The last question of the competition asked everyone what they could do for the country using their painting skills.

"This painting is anthropomorphic. The little girl in the painting is actually a collection of the museum."

Her words instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Xie Yurou was making trouble again, with a look of disdain on her face: "Tsk, what are you going to do again?"

Shen Qingli glanced at Xie Yurou and said in a deep voice: "Miss Xie, have you eaten too much?"

"Shen Qingli, what do you mean by this?"

"It's meaningless. Only people who eat a lot like to spray nonsense."

Regarding other people's malice, Shen Qingli

Her words made everyone laugh.

Everyone's laughter irritated Xie Yurou. Her face turned red and white, and she almost couldn't hold it anymore.

Gu Peisi looked at the confident and outspoken Shen Qingli on the screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

She is so cute when she shows her teeth and claws.

The host also laughed, but he didn't dare to laugh too loudly and could only hold back his laughter.

"You..." Xie Yurou stretched out her hand, pointed at everyone tremblingly, unable to speak.

Shen Qingli continued: "The story behind my painting is this."

The little girl in the painting is a cultural relic representing China. She is not in China, but abroad.

Once, she was taken abroad because of the war and is now in a foreign museum.

There was a young Chinese man who met a little girl transformed from a cultural relic while traveling abroad. Later, the little girl told him her story.

After knowing her background, the Chinese guy told the little girl that China is now very powerful and is no longer the China of the past.

As he spoke, a hint of longing flashed in the little girl's eyes. She really wanted to go back, back to her familiar country.

The Chinese guy saw the desire in her eyes and wanted to secretly take the little girl away, but the little girl shook her head.

She hoped that one day, she could go back with dignity instead of sneaking back like this.

The Chinese boy understood what she meant. She hoped that one day, the motherland would be able to take them back openly.

Yes, those cultural relics were looted and taken abroad, and they were not carried away in an honorable way.

But they hope that when they return, they can return with dignity.

Shen Qingli said that the inspiration for this painting came from a video shot by someone else.

She also looked up a lot of information, combined the types and patterns of the cultural relics, and expressed them in the form of painting.

Her paintings are not only beautifully done, making people feel the beauty of cultural relics, but also reveal her patriotic thoughts.

Such paintings have more grand ideas than those painted by others.

This painting is the key that makes her stand out.

When everyone heard this, they nodded.

Mr. Mo helped her to answer, "Our winning paintings will be exhibited in the exhibition hall. Only paintings that resonate with people can be liked and recognized by the public."

"Also, I need to let everyone know a piece of information. Your paintings not only received votes from the judges, but also votes from netizens. Among the netizens' votes, Shen Qingli received the most votes. Now, Ms. Xie, do you have any questions?"

The host clapped his hands in agreement. "I see. After Ms. Shen's explanation, I finally understood what this painting meant. She is not only expressing good wishes, but also letting everyone know through painting that our paintings can help others."

Xie Yurou wanted to refute, but when she saw that everyone agreed with Shen Qingli, she couldn't say anything to refute.

A dark light flashed in Qin Ruoyin's eyes. It seemed that Shen Qingli was quite capable.

"Well, our competition is coming to an end. Regardless of whether you win a prize or not, this competition will be a special experience in your life..."

Finally, before leaving, the host gave everyone present a souvenir of their competition.

Even if some people did not win the prize, they felt much better when they saw this souvenir.

Unlike others who were happy, this time, Xie Yurou lost and was extremely depressed.

When she was about to leave, Shen Qingli called her.

"Miss Xie, you won't forget our bet, right?"

These words made Xie Yurou, who was about to take a step back, stop in her tracks.

Damn it. Didn't Shen Qingli win the prize? Why is she still so persistent?

She turned around and laughed, "What bet? What are you talking about?"

Even though she lost the game, Xie Yurou refused to acknowledge their bet.

What a joke, she lost and needed to give Shen Qingli some money, which was impossible.

As if she knew that she would default on her debt, Shen Qingli approached her step by step.

"Ms. Xie, I never thought you were so dishonest. What you say is as good as fart."

As soon as this was said, someone laughed.

She took out her cell phone and waved it in front of Xie Yurou.

Xie Yurou didn't understand what she meant and showed a confused expression. "What is this for?"

Shen Qingli looked at her as if she were a fool, "Here is the recording. I recorded your bet. If you are not willing to give the one million, you can just wait to be exposed."

"When did you do that? That's despicable."

"Despicable! I've seen that you are a dishonest person. I was prepared in advance. I didn't expect that I was right."

Xie Yurou gnashed her teeth in hatred, wishing she could pounce on her and tear her mouth apart. "Shut up."

As she spoke, she took out a card from her bag and threw it to Shen Qingli. "Here, here is one million. Consider it my way of sending away a beggar."

Xie Yurou felt like her heart was bleeding. Although she had a lot of pocket money, this one million was enough for her to spend for a few days.

Shen Qingli smiled with a smug look on her face, and in Xie Yurou's opinion, she wanted to paint her face with flowers.

"Thank you very much, Miss. If there are any activities like this in the future, remember to call me."

This sentence was undoubtedly a decisive blow. If Xie Yurou was not still young, she would have developed high blood pressure.

"You..." Xie Yurou was angry and her face looked extremely ugly.