The competition officially began, and Li Mingzhu was in Group A.
The 24 contestants were divided into four groups of six, with only two advancing to the next round.
Group A followed the staff into the venue.
When Wang Peng saw his wife appear, he immediately stood up and applauded. His father-in-law, mother-in-law, and brother-in-law all stood up and applauded to cheer her on.
Once someone took the lead, the other audience members applauded.
Wang Peng held up a photo of his wife and shouted, "Go, Li Mingzhu!"
His shout was loud, and the camera lens was immediately pointed at him. Li Mingzhu immediately smiled and waved to her husband.
Li Keyong laughed, "This kid is a real attention-grabber no matter where he is."
When the applause stopped, Wang Peng sat down holding his wife's photo, his eyes never leaving her.
Duan Cuilu whispered, "I heard that a famous painter named Tian Sheng is also participating in the competition, is that true?"
“It’s true.” Li Kefan sighed softly. “This Tian Sheng has held an art exhibition in Beijing, and these are his cartoon works.”
Li Kefan took a comic book out of his pocket and handed it to Wang Peng.
Li Keyong muttered under his breath, "That bastard is shameless, using the achievements of the younger generation to gain credit. Isn't this bullying the younger generation?"
Wang Peng glanced at a few pages of Tian Sheng's comics and thought they were indeed quite well drawn.
"Sigh!" Duan Cuilu shook her head. "Mingzhu has no chance. She'll have to wait another three years."
“Sister-in-law, Mingzhu has improved a lot this time,” Li Keyong said. “She has participated in the Qi Baishi Cup three times in a row, and she didn’t make it to the finals the first two times.”
Wang Peng was taken aback. The Qi Baishi Cup is held every three and a half years, so his wife has been participating for nine years?
"Uncle, don't worry," Wang Peng said in a deep voice. "I have confidence in Mingzhu; the championship is definitely hers!"
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