Goodbye, scumbag husband, the one who is not loved is the clown

Game start.

Xu Jiayun and Yan Qinyi's seats happened to be next to each other.

The painting time is one hour.

Jiang Se and Yan Nanzhou also came to watch the battle.

Looking at the two women painting seriously on the stage, Jiang Se asked Yan Nanzhou, "Who do you think will be the champion?"

Yan Nanzhou glanced at Jiang Se, his thin lips curled slightly, "I thought you were so partial to Xu Jiayun. No matter who her opponent was, in your eyes, you would believe that she could win."

Jiang Se shrugged helplessly, "I recognize her talent, but she has had too many distracting thoughts in her mind lately."

Hearing this, Yan Nanzhou raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"Her path..." Jiang Se pursed her lips and sighed, "I hope I'm overthinking it!"

Yan Nanzhou looked at Jiang Se, who looked very worried, and his gentle and handsome face became a little serious.

He looked at Xu Jiayun on the stage and held Jiang Se's hand calmly.

Jiang Se was stunned and turned to look at Yan Nanzhou.

Yan Nanzhou didn't look at him, but just held his hand tighter. Wen Chen lowered his voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Don't worry, you have to trust your own judgment."

Jiang Se pursed her lips, her face burning inexplicably.

……

One hour of painting time is up.

All the painters stopped painting.

All the paintings by Chinese painters were collected by the staff and placed on a unified display stand.

The jury came forward to watch.

All the participating painters stood aside waiting for the results.

Xu Jiayun and Yan Qinyi stood together.

Yan Qinyi lowered her voice, speaking in a voice shared only by the two of them, "Jia Yun, I'm not good at today's theme. You're amazing! I just took a look at your drawing, and it's so good! You're definitely the champion this time!"

Her tone was sincere.

Xu Jiayun glanced at her indifferently.

She couldn't understand Yan Qinyi, but she knew that Yan Qinyi was definitely not as kind to her as she seemed.

She pursed her lips lightly and said, "I just tried my best to complete it. As for the result, I will leave it to the jury."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qinyi laughed meaningfully, "Yeah, you seem to have always been like this, resigned to your fate. That's a really good attitude. After all, the most difficult thing in life is fate, right?"

Xu Jiayun frowned and couldn't help but glance at Yan Qinyi.

"Miss Yan, if you have something to say, you can just say it directly. There's no need to beat around the bush like this every time. Don't you feel tired?"

Hearing this, Yan Qinyi blinked innocently, "I was just chatting with you casually, Jiayun, are you angry? Did my words make you uncomfortable? But I really don't mean anything else. I just admire your good attitude and talent at such a young age. If you don't like me, then I won't bother you again in the future."

Yan Qinyi lowered her eyes as she spoke, looking aggrieved.

She even sniffed and rubbed her eyes.

A female painter who was participating in the competition saw Yan Qinyi's expression and immediately came over to ask in a low voice: "Miss Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"I, I'm fine." Yan Qinyi sniffed, glanced at Xu Jiayun, and then smiled at the female painter, "Thank you, I'm fine."

The female painter glanced at Xu Jiayun and asked Yan Qinyi in a low voice, "Did she say something about you?"

Yan Qinyi shook her head, "Don't talk nonsense, Jiayun is a very good person, it's me who is ignorant and can't speak..."

Hearing this, the female painter looked at Xu Jiayun with an even more intriguing look.

Xu Jiayun, who witnessed the whole process, looked completely cold.

Yan Qinyi was obviously deliberately teaching her tea art.

But she couldn't understand it. She and Yan Qinyi had no grudges against each other, so why did she have to keep pestering her like this?

Just then, the contest host announced the results of the competition.

The third place winner is the female painter who just spoke to Yan Qinyi, the Chinese writer Chu Wenyan.

Yan Qinyi lost to the champion by one vote and won the third place.

Xu Jiayun won the championship.

The organizers of the competition invited the supporting advertiser of this competition, Feng Ying, the president of CY Group.

Feng Ying took the trophy from the organizer and walked towards Xu Jiayun.

"Congratulations." Feng Ying was graceful and elegant, with a noble temperament. He had the aura of a superior businessman, and at the same time, his every move inadvertently revealed a bit of the elegance of a poet.

The most amazing thing is that Feng Ying has a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes.

The deep inner double contour and slightly upturned eye tails, such a pair of eyes, just as netizens said, look so affectionate even when looking at a dog.

When Xu Jiayun and Feng Ying looked at each other, they were slightly stunned. Then, realizing that he had lost his composure, he quickly extended his hands to take the trophy and bowed deeply. "Thank you, President Feng."

Feng Ying's thin lips curled slightly, and he said in a deep, rich voice, "Miss Xu, you're too polite."

The award ceremony is over.

Xu Jiayun came down from the stage holding the trophy.

Jiang Se, who was walking towards her, stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms!

Xu Jiayun was stunned for a moment, then reacted and smiled helplessly.

"Teacher Jiang, please don't drop my trophy."

Jiang Se let go of her, took the trophy from her hand and looked at it with a look of disdain, "I have won several trophies of this level in the past few years. You are so precious to me because you have never seen the world!"

Although she said that, the cautious look on Jiang Se's face as she held the trophy in both hands still made Xu Jiayun laugh uncontrollably.

She knew that Jiang Se herself was no longer new to these trophies.

But this was her first time participating in such a formal international competition and her first time winning the championship. This honor belonged only to her, Xu Jiayun.

Jiang Se was happy for her.

Xu Jiayun herself was also very happy.

"Hey, look how great this is..." Jiang Se held the trophy, looked at Xu Jiayun, and sighed heavily, "This is a very good start. This award has immediately raised your value. It would be great if you didn't return to China. Just based on this award, your paintings will be collected by entrepreneurs in the future, and there will even be a chance for them to appear at international auctions in the future..."

The more Jiang Se talked, the more upset she became.

It was so hard to meet such a good talent, but she had to change her career midway!

Yan Nanzhou understood Jiang Se's mood at the moment, but he also understood that Xu Jiayun had a reason to go back this time.

He is a businessman and the current person in charge of the Yan family. He knows how dark the internal strife of the Pei family is. Pei Sangyu is deeply involved in it, and it is difficult for Xu Jiayun to stay out of it.

Xu Jiayun was forced into the game before they even met.

Now if we want to get out of this situation safely, we must break this situation!

But Yan Nanzhou would not tell Jiang Se about this.

Jiang Se is an artist who devotes himself to art. He has the persistence and purity of an artist.

He didn't like Jiang Se's purity being destroyed.

This is his selfishness.

It is also his way of protecting Jiang Se.

Yan Nanzhou just looked at Xu Jiayun and said meaningfully: "If you need any help after you go back, feel free to contact me."

Xu Jiayun looked at Yan Nanzhou and nodded in understanding, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."