When they got to the car, Lu Xixin asked Zhu Xiaoxiao: "When will the game start?"
Zhu Xiaoxiao was very professional and said immediately: "The competition officially starts at 9 o'clock and ends at 11 o'clock. After that, there will be comments from the judges. You are a special judge. You don't need to see every work. You only need to comment on the final 10 works."
That’s good. According to the competition practice in previous years, the time for the special judges’ comments will be around two o’clock in the afternoon.”
Lu Xixin nodded and said decisively: "Go and reply and tell me I will be there before 1:30 p.m."
At the entrance of the art museum, seeing Lu Xinxin leave with her own eyes, Lu Jiayi stroked her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
Finally gone!
Although I don’t know who Lu Xinxin is, the fact that she came to the art museum today means that she must have some relationship with the Painting Association. She is either a member of the Painting Association or a staff member of the association.
Lu Jiayi calculated the time in her mind. The 10 selected works would be announced at two o'clock in the afternoon, and then the special judges would comment.
As long as two o'clock is reached, the result has been decided. Even if Lu Xinxin doesn't like her, she can't change the result.
What's more, she might be a small figure in the Painting Association, and she might not even have the right to speak.
Lu Jiayi had no strength now, so she took the elevator upstairs. When she arrived at the door, she happened to meet a girl sitting in front of her. Her aunt was a member of the Painting Association.
Seeing this, Lu Jiayi enthusiastically approached the girl, hugged her arm, and asked her about it.
"A woman of twenty-four or five years old?" The girl frowned, "It doesn't seem like there is one. The youngest female member of the Painting Association is Teacher Wu Haiyun. There is no one younger."
"No." Lu Jiayi looked happy, but to be on the safe side, she asked one more question: "What about the ones who are about the same age? Are there any assistants or other staff?"
"No more." The girl shook her head, "It's hard to get into the Painting Association. How can there be so many young people?"
Hearing this, Lu Jiayi was completely relieved.
It turns out that Lu Xinxin is nothing. He thought she was some big shot. It was a false alarm.
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Du family.
After the servant Wang Ma hung up the phone, she thought about it and felt uneasy, so she reported the matter to Madam.
"Madam, someone just called and said they were looking for the young lady."
"Still the same Lu Jiayi?" Mrs. Du frowned, "Why is it endless?"
"No, no." Wang Ma shook her head hurriedly, "It's not Lu Jiayi, it's a man."
male?
Mrs. Du pondered, and her expression became even worse: "Is it that damn girl Yun Niannian who made another phone call?"
Mother Wang nodded: "The young lady has been restless, she is pregnant, and she always wants to run away."
"Ignore it." Mrs. Du said impatiently, "It's just a little girl. Her biological parents don't care about her. Who else can we expect?"
Speaking of this, Mrs. Du glanced at Wang Ma and said in a gloomy tone: "Keep an eye on her and make sure to give birth to this child."
Wang Ma responded and stepped back.
Upstairs, Yun Niannian was sitting by the window, staring blankly downstairs.
There is no hair on the whole body, and the skin is as white and delicate as snow porcelain, like a porcelain doll.
Only the blue and purple pinch marks on the waist and thighs destroyed this purity, leaving traces of vaginal discharge.
There was the sound of the door opening and closing behind me.
Sensing someone coming in, Yun Niannian's body stiffened for a moment, and a flash of fear flashed in her eyes.
The sound of the wheelchair scraping against the floor was like a reminder. Yun Niannian finally couldn't bear it any longer. Before the wheelchair came close, she got up and ran towards the door.
Unfortunately, she acted too hastily and knocked over the breakfast on the table next to her, causing the soft porridge to scatter all over the floor.
Seeing this, Yun Niannian became more and more panicked, like a child who had made a mistake.
His eyes were full of panic.
When Du Beiyuan came in, his expression was quite good. Although his face was expressionless as always, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
Ever since he learned that Yun Niannian was pregnant yesterday, the corner of his mouth had always been like this, with a vague smile.
But this relatively good mood suddenly turned into a storm when he saw the untouched breakfast on the table.
There is a violent storm brewing in the dark eyes, which makes people tremble with fear.
"You haven't eaten anything?"
Du Beiyuan stared at Yun Niannian motionlessly, as if he was choosing someone to devour, ready to rise up and hurt someone at any time.
Yun Niannian trembled: "I, I can't eat."
"Can't eat it? I think you don't want to eat it!" Du Beiyuan sneered, his beautiful eyes full of evil, he raised his hand and grabbed the milk on the table and smashed it on the ground.
The shattered glass shards scratched Yun Niannian's jaw, causing her to hiss in pain.
Seeing this, a flash of annoyance flashed in Du Beiyuan's eyes, and he firmly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair with his right hand, as if to break it into pieces.
He lowered his eyes and whispered: "I will ask Mother Wang to make another breakfast."
Yun Niannian nodded timidly: "I, I will eat it all."
This sentence seemed to please Du Beiyuan. His cold expression looked much better. He raised his eyes and stared at the scratches on Yun Niannian's jaw for a while, then turned around and drove the wheelchair away.
Yun Niannian kept looking at his back, waiting for him to leave, and instantly fell to the ground. She didn't even care about the glass shards on the ground, and let the shards scratch her.
She seemed completely unaware of the pain on her body, but felt a little itchy.
It's a bit comfortable.
It's so strange that she doesn't feel any pain.
Yun Niannian curiously picked up a large piece of glass and made two gestures at the artery on her wrist.
She wanted to continue rowing, but then she thought of her two previous suicides, and fear flashed in her eyes.
No, no, she can't commit suicide!
In Du Mansion, there is a well-equipped medical team available 24 hours a day, so she simply cannot die. Not only will she not die, she will also face even more ferocious abuse from Du Beiyuan.
Thinking of Du Beiyuan, Yun Niannian shrank, her eyes filled with despair.
That man was so terrifying. He was as handsome as a celestial being, but cold and cold as a devil.
Yun Niannian still remembered the first time she saw him. The bright sunshine shone on his face, making his already three-dimensional and profound facial features even more dazzling, making him look like a celestial being.
In all her life, she has never seen such a good-looking man.
But then, before the surprise was over, his eyes fell on his stiff and weak legs.
Then his eyes darkened, and Yun Niannian felt a little regretful that such a good-looking man turned out to be bad at what he did.
After refusing to be engaged to him, Yun Niannian thought that she would never cross paths with him again in her life.
Unexpectedly, a fire burned her paintings, burned out her right hand, and ruined her life.
She was sent to Du Beiyuan's bed and became his prisoner.
She was tortured and humiliated in all kinds of ways. Once she was slightly disgraced or showed signs of wanting to escape, she would be faced with an even more violent humiliation.
This man tried every means to torture, humiliate and destroy her.