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Chapter 225 Pass the Preliminary Competition

"That's it..."

As Ji's mother spoke, she did not forget to gently caress little Ah Xu in her arms.

"We, mother and daughter, just have a heart-to-heart talk. Xiaoxun, do you still have feelings for Fu Yanhan now?"

When Ji Xun heard Ji's mother's question, he lowered his eyes and did not answer.

"Then Xiao Jin, why do you want to be with him?"

Ji Xun thought for a full two minutes before speaking, "I'm not using him to forget Fu Yanhan. Now that I've made this decision, I'm serious about it. He is a very good person, and he treats Ah Xu well..."

Ji's mother nodded when she heard this, "Mom, I came here at the same age as you. You see, your father and I didn't like each other at first, but the conditions were right. I also think your father is a good person. He has been mediocre for so many years.

, we still have you, aren’t we living a happy life?

In fact, many things are not as good as we think. Love and love are just a matter of life. Sometimes those things are not important. Having someone who can be stable and good to you in the future will make people feel at ease.

Mom thinks Xiao Jin is not bad either. Maybe you like Fu Yanhan in your heart, but he may not be suitable for you."

Ji Xun remained silent. She didn't want to refute, she just savored her mother's words carefully. After experiencing so many things, she once believed in love, but now she also feels that her mother's words make sense.

"Mom, I know. I've been thinking about it for a long time. Now that I'm with Jin Linchen, I won't think about the past anymore."

Ji's mother sighed after hearing this, "Everything is about your own comfort. Mom will respect you no matter what decision you make."

Ji Xun nodded, "I understand, we are just ordinary people. If we are safe and happy, we are happier than most people."

She picked up little Ah Xu and saw that the little guy was sleepy and about to fall asleep. She glanced upstairs and said, "Mom, I'll take Ah Xu to sleep for a while. Don't forget to take a rest too."

"good."

After Ji Xun heard Ji's mother's reply, he went upstairs. After entering the room, he closed the door and carefully put Ah Xu on the crib.

The woman looked at the little guy who was already asleep, smacked her lips twice, and couldn't help but smile.

I wonder if little A-Xu dreams when she sleeps.

Ji Xun couldn't help laughing and poked Xiao Axu's face, and quickly retracted his hand when he saw him moving, as if he had done something bad.

Just when she was looking at Ah Xu intently, her phone suddenly rang.

Ji Xun was startled, and little A-Xu, who was lying on the crib, also purred like a kitten, as if he was about to cry.

She hurried to the door and answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Hello, is this Miss Ji Xunji?"

"I am."

Ji Xun was a little confused, but then she heard some exciting news.

"Okay, this is the International Adult Art Design Competition. We have received your submission, so I would like to inform you that I passed the preliminary round."

"Ah, okay, thank you!"

Ji Xun was so happy that his voice trembled when he heard the news.

"Okay, please continue to pay attention to the official website and email messages."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Xun was still in a state of dissociation. Because he had always been an amateur, he didn't expect that he could really pass the preliminary round.

This is an international competition!

She remembered that little A-Xu was still sleeping, so she immediately lowered her voice. When she walked over, she found that little A-Xu had woken up and was looking around. When she saw her mother, she stopped and then reached out to reach for it.

Catch Ji Xun.

Ji Xun saw that Ah Xu was not sleeping, so he picked up Ah Xu and kissed and rubbed her.

"Baby, mom passed the preliminary round. Mom is so happy!"

After she finished speaking, she kissed Ah Xu on the face again, "It must be my mother's favorite Ah Xu who brought her good luck, right?"

Ji Xun suddenly remembered something, "Has Xu not drank from Grandma yet?"

It's a pity that Ah Xu couldn't understand what his mother said, so he just babbling and scratching at the three-dimensional patterns on Ji Xun's clothes.

Ji Xun patted his head and said, "Mom is so stupid that she forgot to make milk powder for our Ah Xu. Mom is now holding Ah Xu to make milk powder for grandma."

She was so happy that she almost started humming a tune.

After feeding Ah Xu, Ji Xun quickly coaxed little Ah Xu to sleep.

She still has business to attend to.

Although she passed the preliminary round, there will be a semi-final after that. There will be people competing there, and there will be people who are more professional than her. Although getting the first place is a bit of a dream, but since she passed the preliminary round, she will

Go all out to prepare for the rematch.

This has been her dream since childhood. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to cherish time in the past and didn't study seriously with the teacher.

Ji Xun suddenly felt a little worried.

Although she has been studying and improving, in fact, what she draws the most is the fanart pictures for everyone on the Internet.

It can be said that he has some talent, but he is not particularly professional.

There are still two months left before the rematch time shown on the official website.

Not surprisingly, the process of this competition is similar to that of previous years.

The semi-finals are to present new works that fit the theme proposed by the judges.

She must take advantage of this period to work harder and strive for a higher ranking.

After all, in this competition, only new entrants are allowed, and those who have participated in the competition are not allowed to re-register for the competition for the next five consecutive years.

Ji Xun naturally had to seize this opportunity.

It would be best to ask a teacher who has some success.

But among the current well-known painters, few want to take on apprentices.

Not to mention accepting her, who has no grades.

Ji Xun was a little distressed, but he didn't want to ask Jin Linchen for help.

You can't rely on others for everything.

In the evening, Ji Xun posted his newly drawn manuscript on his Weibo account and complained about it.

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu There is a competition to participate in but there is no suitable tutor. If the teacher knows that I draw the same person every day, I am afraid that no powerful teacher will be willing to teach me, poor qaq.]

Ji Xun's account has many fans, and soon many fans commented below.

[My wife is brave enough to rush forward, maybe some teachers will appreciate her!]

[Maybe the wife and the teacher still share the same burden, hahahahaha.]

[Am I the only one curious about what kind of competition I am participating in? I haven’t seen any competitions during this period, only international ones... Could it be possible... Madam!]

Ji Xun looked at the comment section and sighed.

Alas, sharing this kind of thing...

I'm afraid the master is not all about the same age as her mother, so where can she find a companion?

Suddenly, an account sent her a private message.

[I particularly like your paintings. My friend knows some famous masters and can help introduce them to you.]

Ji Xun was a little confused when he saw the news, wondering if it was a lie.

She tentatively replied: [Thank you, but even if you know me, they won’t accept me casually.]

The reply came almost instantly, "Do you have any more professional works? I'll let those teachers see which one is willing to accept you. This is not a scam, and I can also help you make an appointment with the teacher to meet offline."

Ji Xun didn't think pie in the sky would fall. She took a look at this person's fan rating and found that he was actually ranked third. He seemed to be a newcomer because she had no impression of this person before.

[Thank you, but why do you want to help me.]

[I just don’t want to compromise my talents.]

Ji Xun thought for a while after seeing this, and finally sent his first draft of the contest.

Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, what if this person is really a good person?

Then I won’t have the opportunity to meet the masters.
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