Pampered in the Eighties

241-250

Chapter 241:

"Yes, we are too willing!" How could they miss such a good thing.

Madam Feng was still immersed in shock. She asked in disbelief, "Teacher, can my granddaughter's painting really go to the United Nations competition?"

The judges understood their feelings very well and took the initiative to explain: "I am now representing the jury and I am talking to you. If you agree, we will submit Feng Yumeng's paintings later."

Old Madam Feng's eyes lit up with excitement. If her Mengmeng family can win the United Nations competition, she will be famous. The United Nations, it sounds awesome, is actually even more awesome.

The old man Feng also asked excitedly: "Teacher, do you think my granddaughter has a chance to win an award?"

The jury teacher smiled and said interestingly: "The works that can be selected into the United Nations are of course the best paintings in various countries. There is a lot of competition here. We are only responsible for the selection. Whether we can win the award or not is anyone's guess. There's no guarantee."

Old man Feng felt that what he said was very reasonable, and he said gratefully: "Teacher, thank you very much, you can send the paintings, it's the best if you can win the prize, if you can't, it doesn't matter, the focus is on participation. ."

The judges smiled and said: "Okay, just agree. I will notify you if there is an award."

When the Feng family was far away, the judge said to the people next to him, "This family is really interesting. They thought that the United Nations award was cabbage, and they could win it if they said they could."

The judge next to him said leniently: "How do they know this, the little people? I think this time it's running with us again. When will it be our country's turn to win an award, that's fine."

The wishes of the judges are good, but in practice, it is not easy. Even the officials didn't give up hope. They chose paintings every year to participate in competitions, but they never won an award. This time, of course, will be no exception.

Mengmeng won the grand prize, and the whole family was so excited that they were going crazy. The banquet that Brother Rui arranged in advance finally came in handy.

"cheers!"

Everyone touched the cups in unison, and the old man Feng smiled so hard that he could not see his teeth and said, "I thought that Mengmeng would learn to paint back then. Our Mengmeng has grown so well, and I, Feng Shengli, are here to thank you."

After Old Man Feng said this, he drank the glass of wine without hesitation.

Chang Huaide also drank the wine in the glass. He said in an elderly manner: "You don't need to thank me, it's all due to Mengmeng's own good fortune. I'm happier than anyone else when I see her winning the award."

Mengmeng also stood up, and she said very obediently, "Master, this cup is my tribute to you. Without your careful teaching for so many years, there would be no prize today. I will use drinks instead of wine, and I will do it first."

"Good, good, good." Chang Huaide said three good words in a row, looking at Mengmeng's eyes with such satisfaction.

He said with emotion: "When you showed me that painting, I felt that it was very likely to win, but in order not to disturb your heart, I didn't say it at the time. Looking at it now, this game is still very fair. Yes, Mengmeng, your excellence is seen by the judges."

Mengmeng's little face was slightly red, and she said embarrassedly: "Master, you praised me so well, how can I be as good as you said?"

Chang Huaide laughed and said: "We can't be proud of ourselves, but we can't be too humble when we achieve results. I say you are excellent, you are excellent, and I rarely praise others."