559: Inter-University Talent Contest (2) 

Inter-University Talent Contest (2) 

As this was only the preliminary round, the judges were not required to decide on a winner. In the final round of the talent contest, the contestants were required to create a piece of art on the spot. Then, student and teacher representatives would vote to determine the final ranking.1

And thus, these two pieces of work were undoubtedly selected by the judges.

After the list of names was published on the official website, Wen Ruo was not surprised to see her name on the list.

However, why was Jian Yiling's name also on the list?

In her recollection, her cousin was ignorant and incompetent. She had no special skills at all. The only thing that she did was eat. Furthermore, she was pampered to oblivion by her brothers.

And thus, Wen Ruo talked to her mother about this matter in the evening.

"When did your cousin get artistic cells?"

"I don't know."

"Well, she has to create a piece of art on the spot for the final talent contest. I don't think she would register with a piece of work that isn't hers. Hm… It seems as though she inherited some of the artistic cells from the Wen family. By the way, do you know what she submitted?"

"I don't know about that either."

The website only published a list of names. It did not specify the works submitted by each contest.

"Hm… I'm curious as well. I wonder what talent she has."

"Well, you're going on the day anyway. You'll see it then, no?"

"Yeah, that's true."

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When Grandma Jian heard that Jian Yiling was participating in a talent contest, she immediately ordered both of her daughters-in-law to go and support Jian Yiling.

The final rank did not matter. What mattered was participation!

However, Jian Yiling did not expect to see Wen Nuan and Nie Yun.

They even made a support sign for her...

The venue of the talent contest was inside a lecture hall of Beijing University. The capacity of the lecture hall was 1000 people.

Many parents showed up. However, not many people made a support sign. Nie Yun stood out from the crowd.

When Cai Qinyue saw Wen Nuan, she glanced at Nie Yun who was standing beside her. She subconsciously kept her distance from Nie Yun.

Nie Yun was from a well-off family. However, her behavior was quite wild and erratic.

On the other hand, Nie Yun did not care about her behavior at all. She adored her niece. What was wrong with giving her niece some support?

When Cai Qinyue's eyes met with Wen Nuan, the two of them looked away at almost the same time.

The situation still felt awkward from last time.

The rules of the contest were quite simple. All the contestants got onto the stage one after another to show off their talent.

The officials set a time limit of half an hour. This limit was quite unfriendly to some of the works which required a long time to complete.

However, to ensure the smooth running of the contest, this had to happen.

Among the crowd, only the first two rows were reserved for the parents and family members of the contestants. The student and teacher representatives from each university made up the rest of the crowd. Each of them had a vote in their hands.

The first person on the stage performed calligraphy. They wrote a handful of lines in front of the crowd.

The calligraphy was beautiful and the strokes were strong and powerful.

However, something was missing.

The calligraphy appeared to be a little puerile.

However, in terms of talent for a university student, this was already not bad.

However, Cai Qinyue looked at the calligraphy in disdain. This could not be compared to her daughter's work.

The second performance was a zither piece.

This performance was originally recorded and sent to the judges.

However, the effect of the live performance was much better.

Wen Ruo was fifth to go up.

She drew up an ink wash painting on the spot.

Wen Ruo's technique was sophisticated and her grip on the brush was strong.

She used a few strokes to outline the mountains and rivers. Then, after a few more strokes, she already created the artistic mood for her piece.　

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