Chapter 18:

The Miaolin Cup is a national competition held once a year.
Like other painting competitions, it takes the form of an exhibition, located in the elegant Miaolin Museum of Art, for a month, which happens to be stuck in the summer vacation.
There is a rule in the Miaolin Cup that the top 50 of the previous session can participate directly, and no screening is required. Wen Qi and Mian Feng happened to be on this list, and both entered the exhibition link.
Wen Qi deliberately boiled for a day and night, and opened the door with bloodshot eyes in the morning.
Father Wen was startled. "What's the matter with you?"
Wen Qi said: "I have nightmares at night."
Father Wen was not assured: "Shall we not go?"
"No," Wen Qi said resolutely. "Since you can bet, you can't retreat. The man's husband must die on the battlefield!"
A few people from the Wen family: "..."
Although there are descendants of the Wen family who have entered the political and military circles, they are a business family in general.
Mr. Wen has been in the blood for decades in the mall, and his temper has already been cultivated, but now after listening to someone's grand words, he still has the urge to press his grandson's head into the plate.
He silently put up with it. He felt that his age was not old enough to make fun, and after the meal, he teased the tea ceremony for self-cultivation, and after finishing a pot of tea, Uncle Wen came in.
He said, "You didn't go?"
Uncle sighed.
He knew what Wen Qijiao's work was, and even heard the evaluation from the master. He deeply felt that Wen Qi was not playing. He walked over and said, "Dad, what do you do about this?"
Father Wen slowly poured a cup of tea and said, "I don't know what to do in the future, but as long as the Xia family still likes Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi has a chance."
Uncle San responded for two seconds and ran away.
Wen Qi is losing, and his face should not be too ugly. At least his reputation should be preserved. He has to help save it.
Several people from Wen Qi had just entered the Miaolin Museum of Art.
Many people came from the Wen branch, mostly juniors.
People from the school, as well as the masters and ladies from the upper circles, were also there, presumably they would not say anything good. Wen Qi glanced briefly and walked forward with a sloppy face on her face. After a while, Mian Feng was greeted.
The media already knew the focus of the competition, stared up, and then saw the two people approaching each other quickly, chatting familiarly, Mian Feng seemed to be worried about Wen Qi, so that they were all stunned. , Then secretly dumbfounded as the master of a large family, superficially doing a good job!
Some of Wen's fathers were also stunned. Seeing Wen Qi walking alongside his deadly enemies, they seemed quite happy, all of them were a little puzzled. The elder brother responded quickly and whispered: "Would you say they would be a good negotiation?"
Father Wen looked at him: "Huh?"
Brother analysis: "Xiao Qi doesn't remember Xiao Xuan and wants to dissolve the marriage contract. Mian Feng likes Xiao Xuan and wants to destroy Xia Wen's marriage. The two hit it off right away."
Father Wen: "..."
This is really possible!
But it is useless to say anything now.
In front of the eyes, they could only bite their heads before the work.
In the Miaolin Cup, the top 50 contestants can choose to cover their works and wait for the exhibition to open them in person. By the way, they can also explain to the viewers. Wen Qi chose Mengbu, and his work has been hung up until the owner lifts the mysterious veil.
He walked over and looked at the crowd around him. "My work is called Liberty."
His eyes were bloodshot, his eyebrows were a little tired, and his condition was not good, but he was very serious when talking about the work, and he maintained a good home tutor in his manners, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Wen Qidao: "Inspiration comes from my desire for freedom when I was kidnapped. It contains all my feelings, and my views on life and the future ..."
A few of Wen's father listened silently, remembering the blue board under the cloth, struggling to stretch his face without making himself look terrible.
Fu Xiao and Xi Hengjie stood at the back of the crowd, and the former laughed: "I really think he is much more adorable after he lost his memory."
He glanced at Xia Lingxuan quickly: "Axuan, don't you really look?"
Xia Lingxuan closed the communicator and ignored him.
He was looking at a test sheet just now.
When he went to Wen's house, he secretly got Wen Qi and Wen's father's heads to send to a person for a test, but the other side was too busy, and until now he gave him a reply and told him that the two were indeed father and son.
That's weird, he thought.
Although the possibility of "someone looks like Wen Qi" or "shape his face into Wen Qi" is relatively small, he still considered it. After all, a person's personality and ability cannot change so much. Nowadays The evidence was in front of him before he had to believe it.
But that doesn't make sense.
Even if he had ignored Wen Qi again, it would not have been possible to go to such an extent, so 80% of what happened on the road ... He suddenly thought of a possibility and straightened his back.
At this time, Wen Qi's explanation finally came to an end, saying: "I hope you can see the power it contains."
He tore off the cloth, and a blue board instantly appeared in people's sight.
Everyone with an appetite lifted looked at this and was shocked. Mian Feng stood beside him, and Fu Xiao "snapped", then quickly converged, and the needle in the exhibition hall was audible.
Father Wen's mouth twitched, and he touched his eldest son with his arm.
The elder brother walked forward with no expression, intending to take his brother home before they launched the "attack". As for the blue board ... if the organizer doesn't mind, just hang here for a month.
But as soon as he took a step, the crowd exclaimed.
Someone said: "Look at the painting!"
Several of Wen's father suddenly looked up.
Wen Qi was preparing for a round of violent storms. After hearing the words, I saw that the color of the blue plate gradually changed. Some color blocks were getting wet, some were fading, and some were strangely discoloring. Then they quickly separated into layers. Into another picture.
Wen Qi: "..."
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Everyone stared at the miracle with a stun, and two seconds later, they frowned.
"Too ... too great!"
"Did you see it, there is a ghost behind it!"
"This is the power he said. Can you see what it is?"
The insiders hurried forward and looked at the virtual shadow in the painting across the glass frame, exclaiming with amazement.
Wen Qi was rushed aside by them, and there was only one thought in his mind.
Someone has done something to his paintings! Who did it?
However, before he responded, the people who watched the painting "cracked" him.
"Is that virtual shadow a human figure?"
"Excuse me, how do you change the color of the painting? Is it because of the light? You are so talented!"
"It's a genius! The second layer is so good!"
"..." Wen Qi said, "All the meanings I want to express are on the first floor. You should have been filmed, that is, the blue one. Please rate me according to it."
Everyone looked out and didn't feel that there was any color, but after the second layer of direct shock to the soul, they did not praise the judgment, lest it be regarded as a lack of standard. So a moment later, someone said, "Freedom! I feel free!"
"Well, what a blue one is!"
"Yes!"
Wen Qi: "..."
Fu Xiao was also surprised: "I don't know why I always thought he would lose. I didn't expect to have some skills. Did you see Axuan?"
Xia Lingxuan suppressed the joy in her heart and said indifferently: "No."
Fu Xiao was not surprised at all. He dropped them into the crowd and went to see paintings strangely.
The more the painting spreads, the more people gather.
Seeing that they wanted to ask Dong Wenxi, he stopped them in time and took him away on the grounds that "the younger brother was in a bad state." Uncle San also rushed in, knowing the result, and said with a smile on his face: "It is indeed a small prayer!"
Wen Qi stared at him.
Uncle V was a little bit cold and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Qi looked at him for a while and did n’t feel like what he did. He shook his head and said that he was okay. He was sent home by the stars to see them celebrate. . "
The lively atmosphere was suddenly dropped by a bomb.
A few people were silent and looked at him together.
Uncle Gu speculated, "Xiao Qi or because the state of affairs was bad last time? It doesn't matter, let's see a doctor ..."
Wen Qi waved his hand to interrupt him, pressed the painting for the time being, prepared to check the accounts later, and straightforwardly said, "Before you persuade me to change my mind, I ask a question, do you want me to stay with Xia Lingxuan, is it because This marriage is good for the Wen family? It doesn't matter if you change someone who is not important? Who is here who respects my personal wishes and I will hear a voice. "
He saw his third uncle open his mouth and laughed, "Think clearly before I speak. I have a lot of suspicions. In case you speak so nicely, I'm happy that I might sign an agreement with Xia Lingxuan, so that the Wen family and the Xia family will have no interest in the future Intersection. "
Uncle shouted, "What?"
Wen Qi smiled rather than smiled: "Anyway, you are also thinking for me, aren't you?"
The third uncle opened his mouth, swallowed his words, and hurriedly winked at his father.
The elder brother looked at his brother unexpectedly. For the first time, he felt unprecedented vigour in him. At this time, he only heard the sound of Wen ’s father and said,
Little prayer, go back to rest.

Wen Qi glanced at him.
Father Wen came to him: "I promised your mother to take good care of you, and whoever you want to marry will be married with you. Since you are not satisfied with the marriage contract, let's push and find someone I like in the future, as long as I can treat you OK, I agree. "
There was a tingling tingle in Wen Qi's heart at once, as if he wanted to pull out a thick piece of thick ink deep in the memory. He looked at Wen's father's eyes, don't overdo it, and left without a word.
Uncle San watched him go upstairs, and looked unbelievably at Father Wen: "Brother?"
"Don't say anything, Xiao Qi is my son, I am the master," Wen Wen looked at them, "he is not willing, then push it away."
Uncle San said, "Are you crazy? How much did he like Xiaoxuan before, what if he suddenly remembered it?"
Father Wen did not answer, looking at the old man: "Dad?"
Grandpa Wen took a cup of tea and took a sip of tea, and nodded: "Choose a day to invite people from the Xia family."
The uncle stood up in shock: "Dad ?!"
"Without this one, there will be another." Grandpa Wen said.
He had already prepared for the marriage and dating, so he was very calm, but it was only to this day that he saw Xiao Qi's sharpness, and he began to think about how much of the whole thing was deliberately made by Xiao Qi.
If they are designed step by step by Xiaoqi, then you can actually cultivate into the company.
Oh, the premise is that Xiao Qi's spirit is normal, and he will not pull the entire company to run a cult.
At this time, Grandpa Xia also received news of the exhibition.
He heard the communicator ring, pressed the button, looked at his grandson and said, "I know everything."
Xia Lingxuan said: "I want to ask something else, what you mentioned last time ... Was the Wen family involved?"
Grandpa Xia reacted before realizing that he was talking about the deep-sea plan, and frowned slightly: "They can't participate, why?"
Xia Lingxuan said, "I just ask."
Grandpa Xia looked at his grandson and was unsure of his thoughts, and then returned to the topic just now: "I heard about the exhibition, and after one month the result of the competition, I will terminate your engagement, and you will have less harm in the future. he."
Xia Lingxuan: "..."