The staff glanced at the painting and were struck by its exquisite artistry and profound spirit.
Shocked, he put down his pen and examined the painting closely: "Did you paint this?"
"Mmm." The little guy crossed his arms and nodded with an air of arrogance.
"Are you kidding me? You can't paint like this without ten years of experience. Where did this brat come from, bringing his parents' paintings to make up the numbers? What are your parents' names? We only register your parents' names."
"Can't it be exhibited if the parents' names aren't on it?" Lu Anyu asked, blinking his bright eyes.
"That's right," the staff member repeatedly confirmed.
"Alright then." The little guy's eyes darted around.
He sneaked out this time, even skipping kindergarten; he absolutely can't let Mommy know.
Moreover, he wasn't trying to show off at the art exhibition; he was trying to find his father.
He originally wanted to steal his mother's own paintings, but unfortunately, his mother was cunning and had already locked them away.
Since you need to find a powerful backer to avoid being kicked out, then find the strongest one to cling to.
The little guy's gaze fell on the display wall behind him, where the venue owner's name was written.
He only recognized two of the three characters; he didn't know the middle one and didn't know how to write it.
It doesn't matter, this is the US, I can just write in English.
The little guy took the pen from the staff member and copied the name on the wall into the name registration column: shenjinmo.
The staff member took it, looked at it, and read the name on it.
"Why does it sound like our CEO Shen's name?"
"They do look somewhat alike."
However, the staff didn't mind and let Lu Anyu carry the painting into the exhibition area.
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