Cute But Brutal Wife
Chapter 321: Painting Competition
Chu Luo went to meet all the volunteers today.
Yu Tong and the other girls were already wearing cheongsam and looked very elegant. The boy who received guests in the hall also wore a Tang suit that was matching with the ancient style.
Everyone surrounded the glamorous Nangong Yi and flattered him with all their might.
Other than these people, all the other members of the Student Union were also here.
When everyone saw Chu Luo coming, they involuntarily fell silent.
Wang Mingtao, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, walked towards Chu Luo. As she looked at him, she said, “Sister Chu, everyone is here. Even the ministers of the Student Union are here.”
Chu Luo glanced at the minister of the Student Union coldly and said to the others, “Everything, follow the schedule I sent you.”
Everyone who received the message nodded.
At this moment, Roundy quickly walked over.
“Mistress, I'm here.”
Chu Luo said to them, “Everything, take out your phone and connect to Bluetooth. If something happens that you can't finish later, just press 1 and find me.”
He then pointed to Roundy. “Connect everyone's phone.”
“Connection done.”
After everyone confirmed it, Yu Tong walked over and asked Chu Luo with a smile, “Chu Luo, where is your cheongsammu? We all wear them. Why don't you wear it?”
Everyone looked at him expectantly, clearly wanting to see him wearing a cheongsam.
Chu Luo merely glanced at them and finally turned to the cadre of the Student Union. He asked straightforwardly, “Are you here to watch the joke?”
Student Union Cadre Group : “..”
Chu Luo continued, “If you are here to watch a joke, you are not welcome here. If you are here to help, you should listen to me today.”
Student Union Cadre Group : “..”
How sad!
Yu Tong quickly gave them a glance.
After a few seconds, Zhang Yiran walked towards Chu Luo and quickly said, “Chu Luo, what do you want me to do today? Justsaytheword. I promise that besides you, we will not obey anyone, not even the President though.”
Nangong Yi glanced at Zhang Yiran.
Zhang Yiran pretended not to see his gaze and continued to suck. “I've been thinking about. How can my problem compare to such a big problem? I shouldn't focus on my own problems at a time like this.”
Chu Luo glanced at him lightly and nodded. “Alright, then stand by the door of the hall and accept guest.”
Zhang Yiran: “..”
“You don't want to?”
“No... I'm honored.”
Zhang Yiran retreated in frustration. He never expected to be reduced to standing by the door as a receptionist.
Yu Tong, who was standing beside Chu Luo, laughed silently in his heart.
After the first person stepped forward, other ministers came one after another to have Chu Luo organize missions for them.
Chu Luo actually made arrangements for them. They're all stuck.
After all the missions are arranged, Chu Luo said to Nangong Yi, who had stood up and watched, “Nangong Yi, you will arrange a reception at the venue.”
Nangong Yi nodded at him and left with a group of people.
Chu Luo said to Wang Mingtao, “Taozi, take your men to the door to receive them. Keep in touch at all times.”
“Okay, Sister Chu.”
Wang Mingtao never expected that one day he would lead a group of members and cadres of the Student Union. He felt like he was going to heaven.
He waved his hand and said valiantly, “Brothers, let's go.”
Chu Luo could not help but smile as she watched them leave.
Only then did she go to the Student Union women's toilet to change clothes. Then, he brought Roundy into the principal's room.
At 7:50, Chu Luo received a call from Wang Mingtao. Wang Mingtao said excitedly to him on the phone, “Sister Chu, Sister Chu, there are seven to eight cars belonging to members of the Painter Association by the door. I heard from a classmate that even the president of the Painters Association is here.”
Chu Luo listened to her loud and excited voice and said to him, “Let them drive their car straight to the third hall.”
Wang Mingtao: “Oke, okay.”
Chu Luo hung up the phone and walked towards the third hall with some principals from the Art School in charge of this competition.
When they arrived, the headmaster first spoke to the teacher from another school.
Immediately, the cars of the Painter Association sped up.
Everyone welcomes them. After He Zhiqian and the others descended, everyone shook hands and greeted them enthusiastically.
“I didn't expect President He to come in person today. When the participants see you, they will definitely be very happy.”
However, He Zhiqian glanced at Chu Luo and said with a flat face, “Chu Luo from your school is actually able to gather so many of us here.”
The headmaster heard a trace of displeasure in He Zhiqian's tone of voice and smiled awkwardly. Then, he looked at Chu Luo and asked her with his eyes.
Chu Luo stared back at him with innocent eyes and then at He Zhiqian. “I think President He attaches great importance to the strength of the new generation and wants to see how much potential the students have?”
Each person: “...”
Everyone knew that the president of the Painter Association was a straightforward person, but they did not expect him to be so straightforward. Moreover... Chu Luo knew how to paint? She even showed off a little in front of him, surprising him?
That can't be real, right?
Did Chu Luo offend him when she invited him over?
Everyone felt that Chu Luo had offended He Zhiqian. Otherwise, He Zhiqian would not have said such words that made Chu Luo offend all the participants.
Some school heads looked at Chu Luo, wanting to help her resolve the matter.
Chu Luo shrugged indifferently. “Sorry to disappoint you. I didn't register and couldn't participate in the.” competition
“What's wrong with not signing up? As the president of the Painter Association, am I not entitled to let you register on the spot?”
After He Zhiqian finished speaking, he asked the other members of the Painting Association, “Do you guys agree with Chu Luo registering on the spot?”
Several members of the Painter Association nodded at the same time. “Atal.”
Each person: “...”
How exactly did Chu Luo offend the president of the Painting Association? How could he be in such a difficult position?
At this moment, Chu Luo moved the Bluetooth in her ear and said, “It's almost time. Everyone, log in first.”
It was only then that the headmaster returned to reality and invited everyone to walk towards the hall.
In the auditorium, the contestants and reporters were already in his position.
When everyone saw who had entered, they were all shocked.
“The Imperial University actually invited the president of the Painting Association and so many masters from the painting world this time! They are awesome!”
“Don't the president of the Painters Association always dislike judging in all kinds of competitions? Who was so capable of actually inviting her?”
“I always thought that Imperial University had at most invited two or three masters from the painting world. I don't expect them to invite seven or eight at a time. That's impressive.”
“The girl walking beside them is Chu Luo, right? This girl is so graceful and beautiful. She looks like a fairy coming out of a painting.”
“Quickly and take pictures of the masters, as well as Chu Luo. The competition organized by Imperial University this time looks very classy.”
Chu Luo brought the group forward and sat down. The people from the Education Bureau have already arrived. Everyone welcomes them.
Chu Luo looked at the time and gnashed her teeth. “Start.” Then, he retreated to Roundy's side.
As everyone was whispering, the lights in the hall suddenly went out.
“What's going on?”
“Why did the lights suddenly go out?”
Then, the ceiling above the auditorium separated to the side and a bright light instantly entered.
The entire display in front of him displayed the lives and representations of painters from various imperial eras.
Someone exclaims, “Heaven! Imperial University is actually very well prepared. I didn't know that the empire had so many artists”
“You must know a lot about the history of the empire to be able to do that.”
He Zhiqian, who was sitting there, asked the principal beside him, “Who found this information?”
“This is Chu Luo,” the leader said with a smile.
“Chu Luo says that this is more ceremonial. It can also let participants know that our royal paintings have a long history and that there are incredible painters in every generation. So that it can inspire new generations to be more vigilant and focused in processing his art.”
“Enough creative idea.”
......................
At 08:40, the host invited an important figure on stage to speak.
“We invite the president of the Painting Association to speak on stage.”
Amidst the applause, He Zhiqian stood up and walked over to look at the people at the place. After saying a few encouraging words, he suddenly asked, “Did Chu Luo already sign up?”
Everyone is dumbfounded.
The participants resting backstage were so shocked that they all ran to the exit to peek. Then, they could not help but complain gently.
“Did I hear wrong? The president of the Painting Association asked if Chu Luo had signed up?”
“Registration for what? Will Chu Luo compete with us?”
“Are you kidding? Can Chu Luo paint?”
“Didn't they say that the president of the Painters Association is a bit strange? Could it be that he was deliberately making things difficult for Chu Luo?”
“Then Chu Luo is too unlucky.”
“Maybe Imperial University wants to become famous and purposely push Chu Luo out. When the time comes, no one will say anything if Chu Luo does not paint well.”
“I didn't expect Imperial University to do such marketing. Don't they feel ashamed?”
Not only were the participants backstage discussing, even the teachers from the other schools present were in discussions.
The headmaster could not help their smile anymore.
At this moment, Chu Luo stood up and said calmly, “I've already signed up.”