Feng Chuxue's teacher Hou Qiuhua, as the organizer's specially invited chairman of the jury, was also the one who personally added Xinxin to the competition list. At this time, he had to stand out and express his opinion.

The old lady was very depressed. She was willing to add the student Xinxin to the registration list, but there was no so-called secret.

Feng Chuxue showed her Xinxin's practice works, and the respected and knowledgeable old lady was shocked. She asked three times in a row before she was sure that it was done by a child under six years old.

The old lady really has no selfishness. She just thinks that such a young genius should be treated like this, let alone the child is still a wealthy person. She will help her when she is young and make a good relationship. In the future, she will not be able to ask for anything from her descendants.

After all, those who engage in art are no more powerful than those who are real and powerful. The big difficulties that their descendants cannot solve are small problems that can be solved by just moving their mouths and shaking their fingers in front of the powerful and powerful.

China is a society of personal relationships, which can not only promote young geniuses, but also make friends with people, so why not do it?

Unexpectedly, something happened.

The old lady sighed, "Forget it, you all sit down, I'll go and talk."

The other few people hurriedly dissuaded.

"Teacher Hou, don't go out easily. The crowd outside is in a state of unstable mood. How can we afford to take on something if something happens!"

"Teacher Hou, sit down, I'll go."

"Yes, we're younger, we're not afraid."

Hou Qiuhua shook his head, "You all sit down, they are all parents of students, and they are all for the good of their children. I understand their feelings. Could they still hit me? Is it possible?"

Everyone was silent.

This is true, as a master of Chinese painting, Mr. Hou Qiuhua studied under the national master Guan Longyue, and was a disciple of the family. He was also a member of the board of directors of the China Art Association. He has worked in many art academies over the years and has brought countless students, which can be said to be full of students all over the world.

Parents of art students in Shuchuan, especially those who are determined to achieve something in this field, have almost no knowledge of her.

Hou Qiuhua walked out of the office surrounded by Feng Chuxue and several staff members.

The people in the hall were originally very clamoring and even began to attack the security line composed of the invigilator.

However, as soon as Hou Qiuhua came out, the scene that was about to be unable to control quickly stabilized.

"Teacher Hou is out!"

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"That's right, what's the matter! Teacher Hou, you have to make the decision for us!"

"Teacher Hou, we have been trusting you so we have worked hard to come here. We can't do this to us!"

"Yes, if there is no explanation, then we will withdraw from the competition!"

"Yes! Withdrawal!"

Hou Qiuhua stood forward and pressed down with his hands: "Quiet! Everyone is quieter!"

After about ten seconds, the crowd finally recovered and Teacher Hou's face still worked.

The old lady took a deep breath and said loudly: "I know your opinions, but there is no secret operation in this matter. I know the level of Xinxin's child. Don't judge people by their appearance, and don't look down on people because of their age. Our registration and competition ratings are absolutely fair. Xinxin's child's level will be visible to everyone on the field, right?"

If it weren't for the previous instigation of the greasy aunt, Hou Qiuhua's words could barely convince the public.

But now everyone is making trouble like this, and it is quite a bit difficult to get rid of. How could she reveal it in just a few words?

Everyone was still making trouble, and some people recognized Feng Chuxue, who was standing behind Hou Qiuhua.

This is amazing, the dark side has been confirmed, even if Teacher Hou repeatedly emphasizes that this is his own student, it is useless.

Hou Qiuhua was "blind" and "black curtain" by people, otherwise she would be "protest" and the shout of "withdrawal" made her head full.

Reality is sometimes so funny, and the truth is often in the hands of a few people.

Once most people are incited, they become blind, and even the truth must be turned into a lie.

Seeing that things were hard to settle, Hou Qiuhua had to stop the troops first and let everyone rest assured. Then she went back to the conference room to discuss with the others.

Teacher Hou used a trick to ask Feng Chuxue to find Shen Chong and Xinxin first. After the student left, a group of judges really started to speak freely.

It's so embarrassing. The people outside are actually saying nothing wrong. There are indeed hidden secrets in this game.

But our secret box is not about taking the championship, but about the secret box!

But this matter cannot be said, no matter whether it is suppressing or raising points, it will become a scandal.

Besides, it is absolutely impossible for others to believe it.

The child’s father takes his daughter to participate in the competition, but the child’s mother wants to be in a position of being in trouble?

When we three-year-old kids come to fool us?

"I have an idea, you guys think what you think..."

Finally, one of the guys who was particularly good at administrative management and handling emergency plans put forward constructive opinions, and he is worthy of being the vice president of Shudu Academy of Fine Arts.

Now people outside are still waiting to explain, and everyone keeps it simple, and the vote will be completed in three minutes and the resolution will be passed unanimously.

Hou Qiuhua stood outside again and said loudly: "After research and decision by all members of the competition organizing committee and all members of the jury, the 10- to 14-year-old group of the Shuchuan Youth Art Competition will adopt a new scoring method! We ensure that every participant in the competition is fair, just and open! The scoring method is as follows, and every contestant and the parents of the contestants can participate in the scoring! In the final scoring results, the jury score accounts for 50% weight, and the contestants and parents score accounts for 50% weight. Overall, a comprehensive weighted equal-scoring plan is adopted. If there is a same score among the top ten, a vote will be voted."

As soon as Hou Qiuhua said this, the crowd was in an uproar at first, and then there was a lot of discussion.

The vice president of the Academy of Fine Arts also stood up, took the microphone and said loudly, "This way everyone feels fair, right? Even if there is a secret secret, even if we give the children a full score, can you just give her zero scores, right? Of course, I know you will definitely not be like this. At that time, everyone will be scribing with their conscience. What should it be, and what should it be, okay?"

When people think about it, this is true.

Although it is impossible for everyone to be fair and just, and most of them even secretly decided to teach the little girl and her father a lesson, this is what they want anyway.

The crowd was finally satisfied and expressed their recognition of the decision of the organizing committee.

Seeing this, the vice president pointed to the side again, "Now, please ask all contestants and parents of students to register there, and we also need to make a scoring table. Everyone hurry up and get familiar with the scoring rules."

Finally, the scene was temporarily controlled, and the judges returned to the conference room, but immediately fell into new troubles.

Things are a bit out of control, this is to tear down the east wall and repair the west wall.

I wanted to pay the scores myself before, but now I have divided the score rights, so those parents will definitely not be able to be completely fair, let alone they have opinions about the children.

"Ahem, if we also give up the score, don't fail the exam, girl?"

"Will this be too cruel?"

Hou Qiuhua rubbed his eyebrows wildly, "The little girl is still very good at winning the championship. Not to mention that she will win the championship, but she should be at least in the top ten. If she fails the exam and is posted online, she will still be a joke."

After some discussion, the judges finally introduced the deputy director as the representative, and he went to the small office next door to call Lin Zhishu to discuss the matter.

It was still early in the morning in Moscow, and Lin Zhishu was awakened from his sleep when he received the call.

She forced herself to be sober and listened to the situation over there, and was speechless.

Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations, and plans cannot keep up with changes.

"Director Song, those parents will definitely push Xinxin's division down desperately. Isn't that good?"

"Ahem, Mr. Lin, isn't this consistent with your previous opinion? Now your daughter cannot win the championship."

Lin Zhishu twitched his mouth and it was true.

President Song lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Why should we tilt the front appropriately when we score?"

Lin Zhishu vetoed it, "It's not appropriate, things have attracted attention. If you deliberately increase your score, even if Xinxin doesn't win the championship, you will be criticized and criticized, which will have a negative impact on me. I won't do such a secret case."

President Song rolled his eyes. This family is so perverted, unlike ordinary powerful people.

Others only do positive and negative things, but she only does negative things.

President Song asked again, "What should I do now? I have decided to take it out, but I can't change it."

Lin Zhishu pondered for a few seconds, "Let's just settle it for now. As for your score, please be fair and you will be like what you should do. My Lin family... ahem, my Shen family can afford to lose."

"Okay, I understand Mr. Lin."

After hanging up the phone, Dean Song returned to the conference room and spread his hands at everyone, with a smile on his face, feeling like he was throwing away the hot potato.

"After deciding, I will give the children Xinxin a normal score. We won't do any evil ways."

Many masters also smiled.

The judges had a clear idea, but Mr. Lin, who was trapped in his own cocoon, was in an awkward situation.

She didn't want Xinxin to win the championship, and she used to do something to add insurance.

She suddenly remembered the idea of ​​pranking, but she didn't expect Shen Chong to destroy the Great Wall in advance.

She didn't want Xinxin to lose too badly. If Xinxin was too sad, it wouldn't be nice to lose her interest in painting.

After hesitating for five minutes, Mr. Lin, who had insomnia, called Shen Chong.

Shen Chong had just finished the registration with Xinxin under the meaningful gaze of others. He was surprised when the child's mother called.

"Don't you be in the middle of the night? Why don't you sleep? Xinxin came and said something to your mother."

Xinxin pounced on her, "Mom, I miss you so much!"

Lin Zhishu replied, "Mom misses you too."

Then she immediately said, "Ahem, Shen Chong, take the phone and go a little bit next to you."

"What are you doing? It's God-sacred."

Although he was complaining, Shen Chong still did it.
To be continued...