Chapter 115 Tearing Painting_1

The exhibition center was filled with an unbelievable atmosphere, and the judge, unfazed, considered his behavior quite cool.

Lu Anping pressed his lips together and leaned into Yin Ci's arms, losing confidence in his own painting skills.

Did he really paint that badly? It was his first time in a competition, and his was the first painting the judge had torn...

Were all the compliments and praises from his parents merely because he is their child?

Seeing her son's upset state, Yin Ci knew she had to speak up for him.

"Judge, my son's painting is not bad in both content and structure, why did you eliminate him?"

The judge in the duckbill hat gave her a glance and sneered disdainfully, his lip ring glinting.

"You need to be more convincing in your act. Such perfect strokes are clearly not a child's work. Did you parents find a ghost painter in order to win a prize?"

The judge's words stirred whispers among the other parents in the competition.