Facts have proved that Pan Chunmei really underestimated herself.

Two hours later, the door of the exhibition hall reopened, the jury came out, and announced the list of shortlisted contestants.

After hearing her name, Pan Chunmei jumped three feet high with joy and hugged Chen Dong tightly in her arms.

"I was shortlisted! Silly Dong, did you hear that? I was shortlisted! Hahahaha..."

While feeling the proud plumpness of Pan Chunmei in his arms, Chen Dong congratulated: "I told you before, you can definitely do it!"

"Not only do we want to be shortlisted, but we also want to go home with a grand prize and make the whole village happy for you! Haha..."

Pan Chunmei was so excited that she was speechless.

She was already satisfied to be shortlisted. As for winning the prize, she didn't even dare to think about it.

While Pan Chunmei and Chen Dong were celebrating, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Isn't it just that I was shortlisted? As for being so happy, I have never seen it in the world!"

Yan Yue arrived in front of him without knowing it, with contempt written all over his face.

Chen Dong was not angry either. He sighed and said earnestly: "Look, let me tell you, you are immoral in five elements and have a bad destiny. You still don't believe it, but do you believe it now?"

"You..." Yan Yueke suddenly turned red with anger.

Pan Chunmei couldn't help laughing either.

This little girl is really interesting. She is silenced by Chen Dong every time, and she dares to cause trouble. She is really asking for trouble.

"Why are you laughing!" Yan Yueke roared, "So what if I'm a finalist? If I can't make it to the finals, my work will still be in vain."

"The finalists will be announced this afternoon. I want to see how long you can keep laughing!"

Only those who are on the final list can compete for the first, second, third and special prizes.

Otherwise, if you can only get one finalist award, you can go home directly.

Yan Yueke couldn't wait to see the scene when Pan Chunmei packed up and left. She must make a good sarcasm.

However, the reality did not go as Yan Yueke expected.

That afternoon, the finalists were announced, and Pan Chunmei's name was still on the list!

This is equivalent to Pan Chunmei being able to win at least a third prize!

For Pan Chunmei, this is a ranking that is unimaginable!

But Yan Yueke was furious after seeing the list.

In Yan Yueke's heart, she actually regarded Pan Chunmei as her most powerful competitor for the special prize in this competition. Now that Pan Chunmei has entered the finals, Yan Yueke feels an unprecedented threat!

"Looks like I've let you down again! I won't say anything anymore. See you in the finals tomorrow!"

Putting aside these joking words, Chen Dong and Pan Chunmei left the exhibition hall directly.

Looking at the backs of Chen Dong and Pan Chunmei chatting and laughing, Yan Yueke was so angry that she was so angry.

She took out her cell phone and dialed her father Yan Zhengsong's number.

"How's it going, Yue Ke, did the competition go well? Did you make it to the finals?"

Yan Yueke suddenly said angrily: "Needless to say, if I can't even make it to the finals, wouldn't it be for naught that I, a second-generation artist, would do it!"

"Hey, you don't sound very happy. Come on, tell me daddy, who offended our little princess?"

Yan Zhengsong naturally heard something wrong in Yan Yueke's tone and asked lovingly.

"Who else could it be, but that stinky woman from the country?" Yan Yueke was so angry that she yelled.

Yan Zhengsong smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Hey, what did I think it was? It turns out it's just such a small thing."

"Didn't I tell you already? I've already taken care of the competition. All you have to do is go through the motions and go home with a special prize."

"A rural woman who can't stand on the stage, how can you compete with her..."

"No! With this strength, I can't compete with her!" Yan Yueke roared angrily.

"Dad, do you know how much they bully others? Not only did they call me a bitch, they even... slapped me!"

In order to win sympathy, Yan Yueke lied and told lies.

After Yan Zhengsong heard this, he became furious instantly, "What, there is such a thing?!"

"Of course! That woman's mistress not only slapped me in public, but also called me a bitch! She even said..."

"say what?"

"It takes a very impotent father to give birth to a shameless daughter like me!"

"He even said that our family was raised by dogs! You are a dog, I am a dog, and my mother is also a big bitch!"

Yan Yueke poured the dirty water on herself as if she didn't need money.

After Yan Zhengsong heard this, he became completely furious and started to fight.

"That's unreasonable!" Yan Zhengsong's face was ferocious, and his eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.

"Two country bumpkins, how dare you act wild in front of me, Yan Zhengsong! If I don't show them how powerful I am, they will really think that I am easy to bully!"

Yan Yue couldn't help but his eyes lit up, it seemed that his provocation was effective.

"Dad, how do you plan to deal with them?" Yan Yueke asked hurriedly.

Yan Zhengsong said angrily: "You don't have to worry about it. In short, I must make sure that she can no longer survive in the art circle!"

Yan Yueke was overjoyed, this was exactly the result she wanted to see.

People named Pan, this is what you will get if you offend me, a second-generation artist! Hahaha...

On the other side, after Yan Zhengsong ended the call with his daughter, he directly made a phone call.

This call was made to a person named Zeng Lei.

This Zeng Lei, like Yan Zhengsong, is also one of the famous painters in Jiangnan.

Although his status is slightly lower than that of Yan Zhengsong, he can definitely be regarded as a prominent figure in the Jiangnan art circle.

It is worth mentioning that this Zeng Lei is the leader of the final judging panel of this Rising Star Cup competition!

The call was quickly connected, and Zeng Lei's smiling voice came from the other end, "Lao Yan, how is it? Has your daughter received the notification of the finalists? You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do! Haha...

"

Yan Zhengsong couldn't help rolling his eyes, feeling as if Zeng Lei had farted.

Damn it, my daughter is participating in a competition, and if you dare to prevent her from even entering the finals, then you, Zeng Lei, are really too ignorant!

Helping each other is common sense in their circle.

Despite the slander, Yan Zhengsong still pretended to be polite on the surface.

"No matter what, I'd like to thank you first. However, I called today because I wanted to ask about other things."

"Tomorrow's finals, our Yue Ke, should be fine, right?"
Chapter completed!