Chapter 398 God is so kind to her
Zhou Mingchen still came to the Muse competition when the competition was halfway through.
Sitting in the VIP best viewing area, there were only two empty seats between him and Song Yanming.
"That Han Fei, if Mr. Song is interested, I can cooperate with Mr. Song."
"Not interested in."
Song Yan knew what Han Fei had done, but he felt that he had done a good job and there was no need for him to do anything else.
It would be best if Xiao Yuanzhong could get rid of Han Fei because of this, so he could kill two birds with one stone and wouldn't have to do anything.
The two of them were in a stalemate again. The two positions between them were like two universes, pulling the distance between them very far.
After a while, Zhou Mingchen said, "Mrs. Song seems to be in some trouble."
"No problem, I feel very confident about her."
Zhou Mingchen chuckled, "This is the Muse Competition, and the rules are different from those in Jiangcheng."
"As an investor, I don't need Mr. Zhou to remind me."
Zhou Mingchen stopped talking and continued to watch the game in silence.
Zhou Zhiyin regarded this game as the last game of her life. It is very likely that she will never be able to attend a similar game again.
Halfway through drawing, she suddenly looked up and stared at the light above her head for a long time.
While the other contestants were busy drawing, Zhou Zhiyin seemed to have suddenly lost focus.
She looked pale and her makeup was surprisingly light, making it hard to tell what she was thinking.
Qin Moyu also became nervous even through the screen.
This feeling was very strange. On the one hand, she hoped that Xu Yi could get first place again, but on the other hand, she didn't want to see Zhou Zhiyin sad...
There is always a place for her in her heart.
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In Jiangcheng, Yang Kun, who was lying on the bed, was also watching the game.
After learning what Han Fei had done to Zhou Mingchen's sister, Yang Kun felt that Han Fei was almost certain to do something wrong this time and he might not be able to come back.
He didn't ask any questions and silently turned on the TV to watch the live broadcast.
After a while, Acheng came. Yang Kun made a gesture for him to shut up. Acheng nodded and stopped talking.
Yang Kun's eyes fell on Zhou Zhiyin's almost pale face, and his heart was in his throat.
Even if he knew that she had someone to break his leg, he couldn't hate her. After that incident, no matter what she did to him, he could forgive her.
Zhou Zhiyin maintained this posture for a while before she picked up the pen and continued to paint. She looked very calm while painting.
This reminded Yang Kun of the time when she asked him to be a model.
In the manor, fireflies were flying on the grass. She brought out the easel, braided her hair into a pigtail, and painted in front of the easel, "Stand still and don't move."
Her voice was very gentle, and she smiled slightly as she looked at him, "I told you not to move."
He had no choice but to stand up straight, not move, and sit with his face turned sideways to serve as a model for him...
"Brother Kun, don't move..."
“The wind is blowing my hair.”
She slowly walked forward, approached him, took off the pink hairpin that held her bangs, and clamped his hair, "That's it, it won't bite anymore."
"Yin Yin..."
"Okay, keep this position."
She slowly stepped back, drawing his profile.
As she painted, she had a gentle smile on her face, and he was extremely fascinated.
Xu Yi was in a daze throughout the whole process and had no idea how the competition ended. After handing in his manuscript, all the contestants waited patiently for the result.
The backstage was strangely quiet. The contestants stopped communicating with each other and everyone was preoccupied with their own concerns.
Today’s competition is the final result of the Muse Competition. If you can enter the top three, you will make a name for yourself and it will be an honor.
But if they don’t even make it into the top three, it will be a nightmare for everyone.
Those who have come this far have put in all their efforts, and no one wants to let their efforts go to waste.
The organizers sent delicious food and drinks, but no one touched them.
Seeing that no one moved, Xu Yi felt a little embarrassed. He reached out to take the snacks, but then pulled his hand back.
After a few minutes, the atmosphere was still heavy. Zhou Zhiyin saw that Xu Yi really wanted to eat, so she took a cake and gave it to her.
"Thank you."
Xu Yi's words broke the silence backstage.
Lin Rachel sat next to Xu Yi, "What do you think?"
"I don't know. It's not like I can guess the final result."
"How do you feel?"
“My feeling may not be very accurate.”
Zhou Zhiyin smiled and said, "Eat if you want to. Be happy. Whether you win or lose, being happy is the most important thing."
"Zhou Zhiyin, how do you feel?"
Zhou Zhiyin and Lin Rachel were not familiar with each other, but she still smiled politely and said, "It's okay."
"What are you drawing?"
"Chinese style."
Xu Yi was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhou Zhiyin, who was also looking at her, "You will know when the results are announced."
Xu Yi ate quietly. She was the type who would not review the paper after handing it in, because the answer was already decided and reviewing it would only add to her troubles.
But like Zhou Zhiyin, her design is also Chinese style. I just don’t know who will design better around the theme of “Darkest Light” this time.
But what Xu Yi cannot deny is that Zhou Zhiyin's ability has always been above hers. Many of the basic things were taught to her by Zhou Zhiyin, otherwise there would be no Xu Yi today.
Song Yanming called at this time. Xu Yi took a look at the incoming call and said, "I'll take the call."
She went to the side, and Song Yanming reminded her, "Don't eat the cake sent from backstage."
"why?"
“With mango cubes.”
Xu Yi was holding a piece of cake in her hand. She had just scraped a little bit of the cream on the top and hadn't eaten the bottom yet. When she looked down, she saw that there were indeed mango pieces added to the cake.
With an excited heart and shaking hands, Xu Yi really wanted to swallow it in one gulp.
But with the original owner's physique, eating mango would make his body feel like it was about to explode.
"Did you eat it?"
"No, I didn't eat..."
Xu Yi nervously put the cake down and said, "I didn't eat it. I'm waiting for the results. How can I eat anything?"
In the monitoring room, Song Yanming looked at Xu Yi, who was looking around like a thief, and smiled, "It's good that you didn't eat it. If you eat it, you will be spanked."
"Uh-huh."
"Don't forget what you promised me."
"what's up?"
"The result of the game, if..."
The dusty memories suddenly came to life, and Xu Yi frowned, "Song Yanming!"
"I remembered?"
Xu Yi blushed, "I won't tell you anymore."
Xu Yi hung up the phone directly. The man sat in the monitoring room, covering his face with a smile in his eyes.
When she thought about the result of the competition, Xu Yi became extremely nervous. She thought to herself that she must take first place and become the muse of this competition.
But then she thought of Zhou Zhiyin, Cassia and Judy, these strong opponents, and she felt that it was unlikely that she would be so lucky every time.
God has been biased towards her.
So even if we don’t win the championship, getting into the top three should be ok, right?