"Master Yan!"

"It's Master Yan!"

When the reporters saw Yan Zhengsong, they were immediately excited and hurriedly surrounded him.

Yan Zhengsong's name is still very famous in the art circle of the provincial capital. Today, I am lucky enough to be able to interview a celebrity like Yan Zhengsong, which will definitely add a lot of color to their report this time!

"dad!"

When Yan Yueke saw Yan Zhengsong, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile, hugged Yan Zhengsong's arm, and acted coquettishly.

Yan Zhengsong also doted on his daughter. He smiled and said to the reporters: "This is the first time my daughter has participated in such a large competition. I hope friends from the media can help take care of her! Hahaha..."

The reporters were also amused by Yan Zhengsong's humorous appearance.

"Master Yan, a tiger father has no dog son. Your artistic achievements are so high, we believe that your daughter will be as outstanding as you!"

"Yes, yes, with your cultivation, your daughter will definitely achieve good results in this Rising Star Cup competition!"

Yan Zhengsong was very satisfied with the flattery of these reporters and smiled all over his face.

At this time, a reporter smiled and said: "Master Yan, you just said that the most watched works here should be your daughter's works. It seems that you are very confident in your daughter's artistic attainments!"

Yan Zhengsong smiled and said unceremoniously: "That's for sure. It is no exaggeration to say that my daughter's artistic talent is far superior to mine."

"And since she has obtained my true biography, her work is naturally excellent enough!"

After Yan Zhengsong said this, reporters became even more curious about Yan Yueke's works and started looking for them in the exhibition hall.

Finally, they set their sights on one of the works.

In the entire exhibition hall, only this work had significantly more people gathered in front of it than other works.

"Master Yan, if I guess correctly, that work must be your daughter's work, right?"

Yan Zhengsong smiled and said confidently: "We'll find out if we go over together and take a look."

Afterwards, Yan Zhengsong walked over directly with the reporters.

The reporters even helped disperse the crowd. However, the next moment, when everyone saw the signature on the work, they were all stunned.

I saw that the name written on the signature was not Yan Yueke's name, but Pan Chunmei!

"Ah, this..."

The reporters couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

The smile on Yan Zhengsong's face also froze, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yan Yueke on the side felt even more shameless and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

Her father boasted about her greatness and said that her work was the most popular, but it turned out to be someone else's. This is so embarrassing!

In addition, there is a more important issue, that is, the creativity of the work in front of me is somewhat similar to hers, depicting the back of a woman!

Although they were just back views, and the composition and artistic conception were completely different, this still made Yan Yue feel uncomfortable.

What she wants is to stand out in this competition, become the focus of everyone's eyes, and be the real winner.

As a result, now, a work similar to hers in creativity has come out, and its popularity is far higher than hers. This makes Yan Yueke feel that she has been reduced from a protagonist who should have received everyone's attention to a

The supporting role made her feel very unhappy!

After the reporters dispersed, Yan Yueke pulled his father Yan Zhengsong aside.

"Dad, what's wrong with you! Who asked you to say such big words? How embarrassing you are for me!"

Yan Yueke held his hands in front of him and said with an unhappy look.

Yan Zhengsong said helplessly: "Hey, don't mention it. I originally arranged for someone to support your work, but who knew that something like this would happen!"

As an artist, Yan Zhengsong knows very well what is most important to an artist.

Artistic attainments?

Of course not!

But fame!

In Yan Zhengsong's view, only if an artist is famous enough can his works be recognized.

In the same way, as long as an artist is famous enough, no matter how bizarre or retarded his works are, he will still be sought after!

This is the true current situation in the art world!

It is precisely because he knows this that Yan Zhengsong wants to use this Rising Star Cup competition to make his daughter famous.

As long as her daughter achieves a certain level of fame and manages her own resources and connections, it won't be long before she can become a hot new star in the art world!

But this time, it seemed like I was getting off to a bad start.

At this time, Yan Yueke was also greatly surprised after hearing Yan Zhengsong's words.

"Dad, you mean to say that even though you hired someone to support you, your work is not as popular as the painting of an unknown person? This is too inferior..."

Before Yan Yueke could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by Yan Zhengsong.

"Yue Ke, how many times have I told you that it is your work, not mine! If others hear this, do you know how serious the consequences will be!"

Yan Zhengsong looked gloomy and scolded sternly.

Yan Yueke also realized that he had said the wrong thing, stuck out his tongue, and said: "Okay, how about I stop talking nonsense in the future? Besides, there is no one here..."

"No one can do it!" Yan Zhengsong taught him a lesson, "For an artist, the most important thing is reputation! If the reputation is ruined, it will be completely over! Remember!"

"Okay, okay, I remember." Yan Yueke said slightly impatiently.

Yan Zhengsong sighed helplessly.

His daughter is usually too pampered, almost spoiled, and doesn't understand the importance of her at all.

At this time, Yan Yueke thought of something else, and then said: "Dad, I saw that the work called Guying just now seems to have two brushes."

"With such a work, will it affect my winning of the award?"

Yan Zhengsong waved his hand and said, "Didn't I tell you, I've already taken care of the competition. You just go through the motions easily, and you don't have to worry about other things, you know?"

Yan Yueke nodded absently, "Okay, okay, I understand."

Yan Zhengsong warned Yan Yueke a few more words, and then left directly.

After Yan Zhengsong left, a look of dissatisfaction and cunning flashed across Yan Yueke's face.

This competition is her first battle in the art world, so she naturally has to compete well.

How could she allow such a work that is creatively similar to hers to exist? This is completely a stumbling block on her way to becoming famous!

To put it bluntly, Yan Yueke is still bitter about the fact that her limelight was snatched away by an unknown newcomer just now. It was the other party who stabbed her in the flesh, and she will not be happy until he pulls it out!

Then, without saying anything, Yan Yueke took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, I'm Yue Ke. I'm here in your exhibition hall now. I have something to ask you. Can you give me the contact information of the player named Pan Chunmei? I'll find her.
Chapter completed!