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Chinese painting children's cup.

Magic City Station.

This time there are more children participating in the competition. Compared with previous years, it is at least twice as many. The original venue was not chosen here, but this time the number of people has reached 500. The previous small venues are obviously not enough. Can only choose here.

The business owners waited outside, whispering, each with their two children.

"How did the little boss train them? It's amazing to learn Chinese painting at such a young age."

"Needless to say, the little boss is not easy. Educating these children is not easy."

"Hopefully they can get a good ranking."

"I'm sure I'll get the ranking. Didn't we go there last time to see the children's paintings? The paintings are really good."

"Yes Yes."

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Wu Youlan smiled, "Brother Lin, are you nervous?"

Lin Fan laughed, "Why are you nervous? Not nervous at all."

He must not be nervous at all now, especially the little fat boy, who is very talented in traditional Chinese painting, much better than other children, which cannot be achieved through more practice.

According to the normal world view, genius = 99% hard work + 1% talent.

But it hurts a little bit, this 1% talent is more important than hard work.

With the current situation, these 365 children will definitely not be able to escape the second prize, third prize, or even the excellent award. If the first prize is awarded, the most certain one will be Xiaopang.

The duration of the Chinese painting competition is only three hours.

Until eleven o'clock, when the game time was over, the children came out in an orderly manner.

"Go, go pick someone up." Lin Fan smiled.

There were quite a lot of children in the orphanage, and Lin Fan was standing at the exit, asking the business owners to pick up the children. When the last fat boy came out, he was relieved, there were quite a few of them.

Some parents around asked how their children were painting.

"Dad, it's so difficult. I can't draw very well."

"I haven't finished painting yet, so it's over."

"Mom, I'm pretty good at drawing. I've drawn a lot of flowers."

The children surrounded their parents and talked about the situation inside, but for them, being able to participate was already very happy.

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Lin Fan, "Let's go, let's go back to the orphanage."

Although everyone has come out, there is an aunt who cooks at the orphanage, so you can eat delicious food when you go back.

And for the kids, they are still in a state of excitement.

Xiaopang took Lin Fan's hand, "Uncle Lin, this time I'm serious, and I've drawn everything I want to draw the most."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Really? What did you draw?"

Fatty, "I saw it in a book. It's called landscape painting. There are people punting boats, and there are many, many mountains. I remember them all in my mind."

After taking the perfect quality Xiao Conghui Pill, the memory of these children has been enhanced. Although they still can't reach the photographic memory, they are much better than ordinary people.

Lin Fan praised: "Not bad, not bad, Xiaopang is amazing."

Fatty who got the praise was very proud, not to mention how happy he was. For a child, a little praise would go to heaven, and he didn't know how to be humble at all.

After returning to the orphanage, the children gathered together and talked about what they drew today.

The business owners laughed and said, "Boss, we are in the orphanage again today. Why don't you cook a few dishes and let us be satisfied."

Lin Fan, "I see that all of you guys are working so hard, you are probably thinking about my cooking."

The business owners laughed, "Little Boss, you already know all this, why are you asking us what we are doing? Your cooking skills, but you can earn money once you eat. If you open a restaurant, don't dare to say too much. The whole magic city is the most famous. .”

"Tch, what kind of magical capital, is the whole country good? With the craftsmanship of the little boss, you can forget all your troubles if you can eat it."

Lao Liang interjected: "Can you be bolder, can the whole world work? Do you know that the Sichuan hot sauce in 1998 has made foreigners obsessed with eating it?"

"Cut, isn't it just adding some sugar to the bean paste? With the ability of the little boss, it will be popular all over the universe."

Seeing that they were blowing more and more exaggerated, Lin Fan quickly stopped them, "Okay, okay, I just cook a table for you, it's no problem, it's necessary to brag so hard, but there are too many people, I'm too tired , just one table, take it easy."

Although Kong has earth-shattering cooking skills, but he hasn't cooked for a long time, so he will satisfy their request.

When Lin Fan went to the kitchen, the business owners sighed.

"I don't know which girl will be blessed to be with the little boss in the future."

"Yeah, no one can do without the little boss."

"I think we, Youlan, are blessed with this."

Wu Youlan blushed pretty, "Don't talk nonsense, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Look, I blush just talking about it, but You Lan can tell the truth, the little boss is really good, if you can't grasp it, you will regret it later." Everyone laughed.

Although Wu Youlan didn't say anything, but she listened to it in her heart, she must work hard, if she didn't work hard, the opportunity would slip away from her hands.

Wu Tianhe on the side sighed, he got a daughter when he was old, and now all the problems of his daughter have been solved, but in his opinion, his precious daughter is deeply in love, and it is not so smooth sailing.

Children have their own blessings, and he is not prepared to interfere.

Not long after, Lin Fan came out with a dish.

"Come on, come on, I'll meet your requirements. There are too many of you, I can't do so much." Lin Fan smiled. Today is mainly about being happy, just eat whatever you want.

Everyone smiled happily, "The little boss is amazing."

"I can taste the craftsmanship of the little boss again. I have not worked in vain in this life."

"Ha ha……."

Until two o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone packed their things and prepared to go back to Yunli Street to continue business, while Lin Fan stayed in the orphanage and continued to teach the children.

Painting can't be lost, this competition is just to let the children go out to improve their eyesight, as for whether they can get the ranking, it doesn't matter.

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Chinese painting children's cup.

When the game is over, the reviewers are already in place.

This time there are already five reviewers, who will select the paintings that pass the test and send them to the final judging panel.

The reviewers are all veterans of traditional Chinese painting, so how dare they judge without being proficient in skills.

In a large basketball court, the tables are covered with paintings.

"Hey, looking at these children's paintings is simply torture."

"You can't say that. Chinese painting is the quintessence of Chinese painting. It is a good thing to make younger generations like Chinese painting."

"That's true."

"Look, there are some graffiti on this first painting. It's all about something. It's too rough and shapeless."

"That doesn't work either, it's completely a child's painting."

"Hey, this painting is okay, it's interesting, it's over."

Several staff members followed the reviewers, and as long as they passed, they would put away the painting and seal it up.

"no."

"Generally, no."

"This painting is not bad. I didn't expect to see a good painting after looking at a few."

"This one is not bad either. It seems that I have studied it seriously. Although the brushwork is not as vigorous or tactful as the adults, it is indeed good."

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