Chapter 3507: The spicy noodles are amazing again

Song Song looked at the big full marks on the screen, and his heart jumped slightly.
She knew that she played well this time, but she didn't know she could get such a high evaluation.
Temporarily framed by a colleague, changing her creativity in a very short period of time, to paint a painting she had never thought about before, is simply a great challenge.
But she did it!
She raised a clear smile and looked at Gong Qing who was far away from the judges' bench.
The man's gaze was also cast over, through a black lens, through the turbulent crowd, but still can't stop the heat that penetrates everything.
His eyes met, as if a spark was hit in the air, Song Song bit his lip and laughed. Although Gong Qing's expression was still cold, his lips were slightly upturned.
Stupid woman, I won't let anyone wrong you!
Song Song's score is obviously an overwhelming victory.
Even if there are players who perform well in the back, they will at best tie her, and it is absolutely impossible to surpass her.
Her results are really amazing!
Professor Qin's face was ashen as hell, sitting in the position without saying a word, and Qin Calligraphy and Painting almost did not break the brush! Especially, when it was announced a few minutes later that Qin Painting and Calligraphy had only scored an average of 60 points, she yelled regardless of etiquette: "Why? I'm not convinced!"
The old professor on the panel of judges explained the score for the first time: "Except for Professor Qin who gave you 100 points, it was erased by us. The other professors agreed that you can only give you one passing grade for this painting. Because you painted it. Although it looks good, it is just a copy, without any creativity. Classmates, you can only be a copying craftsman, not a painter."
Qin Calligraphy and Painting were humiliated and cried.
Gong Qing saw Song Song firmly in the first place, so he got up and left.
Song Song looked at the empty chair and thought to himself that his brother must be very busy. He took time to come. He might be back to work in the parade ground now.
He is entangled in military affairs, and being able to come for such a few minutes must have already broken a big case.
The judges continued to read out the scores. In the audience, Song Song's cute fans were already boiling, and they resisted and did not dance on the spot.
They waved their phones desperately at Song Song.
Song Song understood that they wanted Song Song to communicate with them on Weibo.
Song Song nodded and opened the phone screen.
Only a few minutes ago, Sister Na had already sent her an Annunciation Weibo for her, and also helped her to post the "Goddess" painting at the same time.
In just a few minutes, this short Weibo was once again on the hot search list.
The number of Song Song's fans is rising again!
Many passers-by who have not read Song Song comics were attracted by this "Goddess", and left messages to inquire about Song Song's past works.
But Wowotou and Scallion Mixed Tofu are all actively responding to passers-by, introducing comic books published by Song Song.
Song Song was moved in his heart and greeted everyone one by one.
When Song Song came, the cuties were extremely happy:
Tofu with shallots: "Goddess! "Goddess" draws "Goddess", absolutely!"
Wowotou: "Sahuaer! Master Song Song is winning today! I'm going to dance with steel ~ pipe dance to celebrate!"
The ant goes up the tree (~Despise the face~): "It's still our spicy little noodle brother's way of celebrating!"
Wowotou (~malaise~): "Oh, who dares to compare with the spicy brother, he is simply a tyrant fighter!"
Chen Cunfen @窝窝头: "Little Mengxin doesn't understand, who is the spicy brother? What did he do for Song Song?"
Wowotou@陈村粉: "Young man, remember, you must not provoke the spicy brother! He will buy a painting today if he doesn't agree with him! He has sold 99.9 million yuan and wants to buy the Song and Song "Goddess" !"
Song Song was reading Weibo and was stunned when he saw this comment.
Spicy noodles again?
He wants to buy his own painting, such a high bid?
[Gong Qing: Good night kiss! Great progress tomorrow! 】