The international calligraphy and painting competition was originally a prosperous era.

The contestants came to report yesterday because the people in the calligraphy and painting industry kept the secret, so no reporters and fans were present.

Today, when Zi Yi and his friends drove to the street where they entered the art museum, they found that there had been martial law here. Under the obstruction of the guards, there were many people standing on the street.

Outside the art museum, a large group of domestic and foreign journalists were gathered, and everyone interviewed the contestants who entered the venue.

Dou Xiangling looked at the reporters and said to Zi Yi: "Cousin Yi Yi, many of the reporters who came today are gossip reporters. At that time, they will try every means to dig out our private affairs and promote them. You can follow me directly and I will answer."

Ziyi looked at the car over there, and a bodyguard went over to protect the contestants and walked towards the door inside and said no.

The car quickly drove outside the gate.

A group of reporters stared at the car, looking as if they were ready to pounce on them at any time.

Dou Xiangling got off the bus first.

Dou Xiangling wore a water-green cheongsam today. She already has the temperament of a lady from a wealthy family. This way, it makes people even more indifferent.

Dou Xiangling is already very famous, and the reporters were instantly excited when they saw that it was her.

"Miss Dou, is it expected for you to enter the finals this time?"

"Miss Dou, do you think you can get first place this time?"

"Miss Dou, I heard that your college classmates are also entering the finals this time. Will you communicate in private before the competition?"

"Miss Dou..."

Dou Xiangling smiled and said a few scenes without any politeness, avoiding everyone's problems very well.

The reporters were a little dissatisfied.

At this time, Zi Yi got out of the car.

She was still dressed casually, with a white T-shirt and jeans, which made everyone so surprised that they couldn't take their eyes away.

After everyone was stunned for a moment, they were all excited.

The cameraman kept photographing at her.

"Is this lady the Miss Zi Yi Zi who entered the finals this year?"

"Miss Zi is so beautiful. I don't know how long you have been learning to draw. Where did you learn to learn to learn, why haven't you heard of you before?"

"Miss Zi looks so young and can enter the finals. She must have a good painting skills. I wonder if you have the confidence to defeat all the contestants today and win the first place?"

...

No matter how everyone asked, Zi Yi didn't answer.

At this moment, a sharp voice sounded: "Why don't Miss Zi answer our questions? Do you look down on us reporters?"

Then another sharp voice: "Miss Zi, I heard that you and Miss Dou are related. This time you entered the finals at the same time. Did you really draw the paintings you had in the previous two competitions?"

As soon as the reporter asked, everyone became quiet, and everyone looked at Zi Yi with excited eyes at the same time.

"This journalist friend, I have something to say..."

"Cousin." Zi Yi signaled Dou Xiangling without saying that much.

She looked at the reporter and said coldly: "Is it the painting I drew? You can see it in the finals. If you think it is not, just open your eyes and look at it."

After saying that, he was about to pull Dou Xiangling toward the gate of the Art Museum.

At this time, a voice came from behind the reporter.

"Miss Dou, I am your fan. Can we hug you?"

The person who spoke was a tall and strong woman in her twenties. After she said that, she rudely squeezed away the reporter and rushed towards Dou Xiangling.

When she rushed to the vicinity of the two, she was so excited that she knocked over the camera in the hands of a cameraman.

"Ah...my camera!"

The cameraman subconsciously rushed forward, and then ran into many people, and the woman who rushed up had no intention of stopping.

For a moment, many reporters and videographers were squeezed to pounce on Zi Yi and Dou Xiangling.

Especially at this time, the bodyguards who protected the two took a quiet step back to the side.

Seeing this, Dou Xiangling was stunned for a moment.

Zi Yi immediately knew what was going on, so she took Dou Xiangling's hand and retreated backwards.

I retreated to the stairs before stopping.

All the people who were squeezed and pounced on them seemed to have been kicked by something on the knees by a knee more than one meter away from the two of them, and they knelt down on their knees at the same time.

These people are like bowing to two people.

"Ah...my hand..."

"My microphone!"

"My knee..."

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and some people pressed down were either folded or their legs were dislocated. Listening to their screams, you can tell how miserable it was.

Dou Xiangling was frightened by the scene in front of her. The next second, she seemed to think of something, her face turned pale, and she was about to turn her head to look at Zi Yi.

At this time, a large group of security guards quickly came out of the art museum, and these security guards quickly helped the reporters up and separated them between Zi Yi and the others.

At the same time, the president of the National Calligraphy and Painting Association and the president of the International Calligraphy and Painting Association strode out at the same time.

"What happened?"

"Miss Dou, Miss Zi, are you okay?"

After the two of them came over, they asked in unison.

Ziyi knew that someone would have deliberately put the matter online, and then said some ambiguous words to ruin her reputation and cousin. She took out her cell phone and quickly scratched it, without answering the two of them.

Dou Xiangling had suppressed the anger in her heart. She pointed to the person who said she was her fan and said to the two: "This person rushed over and knocked everyone down. She also said she was my fan."

The two presidents looked at the tall woman with a strange expression.

Who doesn’t know that Dou Xiangling’s fans are very kind like hers, so how could they have such frivolous fans?

But it is not easy to question the woman at this time.

Especially that woman was hit very miserably.

President x said to security guards: "Take the injured person to the hospital first."

The president of the International Calligraphy and Painting Association signaled the two to go in first: "Ms. Dou, Miss Zi, you go in first, let's solve the problem here."

What else should Dou Xiangling say? Zi Yi called her, "Cousin, the game time is coming."

Dou Xiangling closed her mouth, nodded to the president of the International Calligraphy and Painting Association, and walked inside with Zi Yi.

There were other people along the way. Dou Xiangling wanted to tell Zi Yi what happened just now, but she would just forget it.

Ziyi said to her: "Cousin, don't worry, what happened just now will not be posted online."

Dou Xiangling was inexplicably relieved.

In addition to the reporters outside, all-round photography equipment has been set up on the competition field in the art museum.

Today, the judges are all internationally famous master painters and people from the International Calligraphy and Painting Association, and many large consortiums sponsor it.

The competition stadium is a large space, with twenty easels placed in the space, which are far away, and each easel has an all-around camera.
Chapter completed!