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."
