Chapter 122 - Two-Faced

Qin Sheng was not modest. "If there's no insider help, I can enter."

After some thought, she added, "With Grandpa Lu's guidance, the painting won't be bad."

Old Master Lu clutched his little heart. His granddaughter was indeed thoughtful.

He glared at Lu Ming, his eyes filled with disdain.

Lu Ming, who was chewing on a fruit: "..."

What did he do wrong again?

When Old Master Lu faced Qin Sheng, he grinned again and praised himself very impolitely. "Of course. Your Grandfather Lu is a Master Painter. Many famous people in the painting world will call me Master when they see me."

"Yes, Grandfather Lu is amazing." Qin Sheng narrowed her eyes slightly and cooperated with Old Master Lu.

The smile on Old Master Lu's face became even wider.

He announced the result. "Sheng Sheng is also amazing. The candidates for the Youth Painting Competition this year are you and Wei Cheng."

Qin Sheng put down the towel. She had already dried her hair.

She was not surprised by this result.

Old Master Lu pulled Qin Sheng and said some more words before he could not bear to hang up the phone.

Lu Ming held the remote control and chose the channel. He blurted out, "Grandpa, have you gone crazy from epilepsy?"

Old Master Lu stopped smiling and looked at his grandson with disdain.

The more he looked at him, the more anxious he became.

This grandson was clearly here to collect his debt.

He wanted to stuff Lu Ming into his mother's womb.

Old Master Lu used a walking stick to hit Lu Ming's leg. He was very disgusted. "Get lost."

Lu Ming put down the remote control and ran upstairs. He didn't forget to insult Old Master Lu. "Oh right, Grandpa, remember to treat your illness. If Sister-in-law sees you as a two-faced person, she will despise you."

"Lu Ming!"

Old Master Lu's angry roar came from downstairs.

Lu Ming had already closed the door, turned on the computer, and logged on to Black Emperor. He held his 'The Most Handsome In the Universe' name and pretended to be cool on it.

He specifically looked at the 'QS' profile picture, but it did not light up.

Lu Ming muttered unhappily, "Sigh, QS, aren't you very arrogant? Now you are like a coward hiding behind your grandson. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

The last time he competed with QS on Black Emperor, he lost terribly. He even lost the money that he had saved for many years.

Lu Ming was unwilling, but he knew that his strength could not be compared to QS. So when he went back, he worked hard and practiced time and time again, often pestering Fu Hanchuan.

Lu Ming was also very talented in computer technology. Otherwise, under Fu Hanchuan's occasional guidance, he would not have become the eighth-ranked Black Emperor at the age of seventeen.

In just over a month of practice, he had made great progress.

Lu Ming wanted to have a competition with QS to regain his face.

He had lost all his face in the previous competition.

This time, he wanted to torture QS to the point where he would kneel down and call him daddy.

Downstairs in the living room.

Old Master Lu was half-dead from being angered by Lu Ming.

He sat on the sofa, grumbling.

After calming himself down, he picked up the newspaper on the table.

When he saw the news on it, his gaze froze.

Qi Wenshi?

His student had also participated in the selection for the H City Youth Painting Competition?

Fu Hanchuan had given him the information. Qin Churou was Qi Wenshi's student.

This Qin Churou was also in her third year of high school. The time could be matched.

Old Master Lu frowned.

Qi Wenshi had always been competitive. This time, he must have thought that Qin Churou would be able to obtain one of the spots.

Now that these two spots belonged to Sheng Sheng and Wei Cheng, Qi Wenshi would not be satisfied.

He was afraid that he would put pressure on the Painting Association and give one of the spots to Qin Churou.

The people of H City were very clear about Wei Cheng's strength.

He would pick the soft persimmon. Qi Wenshi did not dare to touch Wei Cheng's spots, so Qi Wenshi would replace Qin Sheng.

Old Master Lu's face darkened.

He had to go to the Painting Association tomorrow.

If Sheng Sheng's spot was replaced, how much of a blow would she take?