Qin Yao looked up at Yun Nan, reached into the pocket of the table, took out his phone, and found that the screen had been turned off. He pressed his thumb and found that there was a fingerprint lock. It was only a matter of time before he could untie the fingerprint lock, so he put it back.

Yun Nan walked to the podium and stopped. Her eyes were clearly distinguished by black and white, and she looked at the head teacher calmly. There was no excited expression after winning the award. Her voice was faint: "Teacher, show me the award-winning painting."

The head teacher clapped his hands happily and said excitedly: "Yunnan, I'm so happy that I forgot to say that your painting has been taken to participate in the international painting competition."

When Yun Nan heard this, he had to give up his plan to look at the painting now, and then he would find out after going online.

Chen Xun, who had not spoken, also walked forward at this time and looked at Yun Nan in disbelief.

Is this the closed disciple Mr. Ouyang accepted?

If he hadn't seen the signature seal of the painting, he would have believed that he would have been a teenage girl.

Mr. Ouyang has already seen no one when he was idle in the days of wild cranes. It is only rumored that he has accepted a closed disciple, and is also a person with great talent in painting. He is best at ink painting and is interested in oil painting, and he also has his own style and painting skills.

The most important thing is that the ink she adjusts herself can be presented to everyone with temperature.

He came here this time just to ask for this wonderful method.

He spoke with some excitement: "You are Mr. Yun Nan, you have long admired Daming. This is your trophy and certificate of honor."

Teacher Chen’s calligraphy and French paintings are all at the national treasure level.

Reverently calling Yun Nan a gentleman is enough to show that Yun Nan's calligraphy and French paintings are already a height that he cannot reach.

After saying that, he handed the trophy certificate of honor to Yun Nan.

Yun Nan took the trophy and honor certificate that he had received for no reason, turned around and returned to his seat.

Chen Xun wanted to say a few words and ask a few questions by the way, but when he saw Yun Nan turn around and leave, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Then I thought, since I had come to Jiangcheng anyway, it was inconvenient to go to class, so I waited for the end of get out of class to ask for advice.

When Yun Nan sat down, Qin Yao saw that her eyes were cold and she put the trophy and honor certificate on the table next to her, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"You don't look like you should win the prize after participating in the competition."

Yun Nan pressed his sharpened jaw with one hand and looked at Qin Yao calmly: "I didn't register or submit a manuscript."

Qin Yao smiled, and then she looked like her temperament, with dark eyes swept the trophy, "Then is this champion so suddenly?"

Yun Nan: "I don't know either."

"Just look at it." Qin Yao took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet for relevant information about the results of the National Painting Competition Finals.

In a short while, we found information about the top three winners and the winning works.

There was another incident. He clicked on the video and saw a painting that could not see the artistic conception, which looked messy.

Gradually, the picture began to become clear. First, a ginkgo tree appeared, and then two figures appeared under his subordinates, sitting on a small stool in a short-sleeved shirt, probably to enjoy the cool air.

One is an old lady with gray hair, and the other is a little girl with two buns. Then the ginkgo leaves gradually turn yellow, and several yellow ginkgo leaves appear in the air, as if they fell from a tree.

If you don’t look carefully, you will feel like you’re seeing a dynamic picture.

Qin Yao was stunned, and then a stunning look flashed in his eyes.

"Nan Nan, did you draw this?"

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Chapter completed!