Chapter 34
Wei Ge's body stiffened for a moment. He felt as if someone was pressing his face. No matter how he answered this question, there would be some mistakes.
You said you haven't seen ARKI?
This is so fake. At this age, who doesn’t check ARKI? It’s the most popular website now. Besides, Wei Ge borrowed Xing Zhao’s computer to print the registration form a few days ago.
He said that he had seen it, but the small account that Wei Ge followed Xing Zhao was basically a dead account and had hardly been used in these years. If Xing Zhao had any detective ability, he would be able to find out whether that account was Wei Ge's small account.
But Wei Ge was overthinking it.
Xing Zhao does have investigative abilities, but his abilities are almost non-existent in Wei Ge.
Xing Zhao is always calculating and suspicious of others.
When Xing Zhao arrived at Wei Ge's place, his mind was empty. He only thought about how to treat this child well. Did the child eat enough today? Is the child happy today? Are the various physical indicators better than yesterday?
Living dad.
Even more considerate than Wei Mingzhe.
A few days ago, Wei Mingzhe was hospitalized, and Xing Zhao was even considerate enough that Wei Mingzhe wanted to call him dad.
There is a generation difference.
"What's wrong with watching it occasionally?" Wei Ge didn't say much. He was afraid that if he said too much, he would make many mistakes and end up getting himself into trouble.
"There's a streamer whose painting style is quite similar to yours, and he's also a student at your school. Maybe you two can become friends."
Xing Zhao was not at all shy about talking about this topic with Wei Ge, and was even so comfortable with it that Wei Ge felt that Xing Zhao was testing him.
But because he had conducted a comprehensive investigation on Xing Zhao a few days ago, he felt from all aspects that Xing Zhao really did not know that Wei Ge was the anchor.
Of course the painting styles are very similar. It is normal for you to resemble yourself. It doesn't seem like you have split personality.
"Are you familiar with that anchor?" Wei Ge asked, then realized that from a third-party perspective, this question sounded a bit like jealousy. "I mean, could you introduce us?"
"Not very well, but a little bit," Xing Zhao replied. "I don't know his name, but I'll send you his account later. You can ask him in a private message."
It was simple and direct, "Okay, I understand."
Have a conversation with yourself and write a story that you direct and act in yourself?
No matter how I look at it, this matter seems a bit weird. I have to jump into the hole I dug myself.
Wei Ge didn't say anything more, but lowered his head to eat the bowl of noodles that Xing Zhao brought in. After confirming the taste, he found that it was made by Xing Zhao, and the taste was almost exactly the same as that night.
The only people who can make every meal taste the same are pre-prepared meal manufacturers or people who pay great attention to precision. Such people generally care about many things and have their own set of rules and practices for any behavior.
Xing Zhao is obviously not the former, because he cannot possibly be a pre-prepared meal manufacturer.
The latter is also a bit unlike him, at least he doesn't have so many rules in front of Wei Ge.
Judging from the fact that Wei Ge went to bed without wearing any clothes last night and slept with Xing Zhao in his arms all night, Xing Zhao is not a germaphobe.
Wei Ge ate up all the noodles in the bowl. He always felt that he had a big appetite recently. He didn't know what Xing Zhao added to his food every day. Wei Ge could visibly feel that his face was rounder than before.
But he was not anxious about his appearance. Wei Ge used to be so thin that his veins were visible. Even if he gained some weight now, he was just healthier.
Xing Zhao, who was standing by, seemed to have noticed this as well. He stepped forward to collect Wei Ge's bowl and chopsticks, and pinched Wei Ge's cheek.
A chubby puff could be pinched out of his originally thin face, and Xing Zhao's expression was full of satisfaction, as if the child he had raised finally had some weight.
After dinner, Xing Zhao went to wash the dishes, while Wei Ge still locked himself in the room to draw.
He was still not satisfied with the painting just now. Although he asked Xing Zhao that question to get Xing Zhao's advice, he felt that it was not perfect.
The competition format has not been announced, but many people online have speculated that it will be a self-selected painting competition.
Most students have already started to improve their drawing skills, hoping to guess the questions in advance so that they can take the opportunity to slack off during the competition.
Although it is an art competition, there are many people who predict the topics in advance.
Art is a very private matter. Many people cannot withstand the pressure and format of competing in a painting competition within a specified time in front of so many people.
Practicing in advance is of course important.
Xing Zhao stood at the door of the room, frowning, holding the washed fruit in his hands.
Those who don't know him always think that Wei Ge is a high school student who is working hard in his senior year, while Xing Zhao is an old father who is worried about his child's health and academic pressure, and keeps saying at the door: "Don't study, don't study, take a break and then study."
He hadn't found the right opportunity to go in until he saw Wei Ge throw the third painting. Then Xing Zhao strode in with a frown.
"Why did you throw them all away? The paintings are quite good." Xing Zhao said, putting the fruit on the table, picked up a piece and gave it to him, almost feeding it into his mouth.
"Not very good, I don't feel very satisfied." Wei Ge looked at the crumpled paper on the ground, "Uncle Xing, if you were the organizer of ARKI, how would you organize this competition?"
From Wei Ge's perspective, this sentence was just a casual question, but from Xing Zhao's perspective, it was a reporter's interview.
After all, he really is the president of ARKI.
He even suspected that Wei Ge had discovered something, but after spending some time with him, he could be completely sure that Wei Ge was not someone who took advantage of his life to get in through the back door.
I guess he has encountered a difficult problem and wants him, his "elder", to help him solve it.
"What? Are you worried about the competition?" Xing Zhao picked up the paper on the ground and unfolded it. Xing Zhao liked Wei Ge's painting style. After all, it was because of that style that the blogger liked him in the first place.
I didn’t expect that there was another person with this style of painting, Wei Ge.
This was a surprise to Xing Zhao. Wei Ge met his taste for an original artist, so naturally, even if Wei Ge's performance in the competition was average, he could still get an internship at ARKI.
"The specific format of this competition hasn't been announced. People online are guessing it will be a self-proposed, realistic creation. I want to create a satisfactory piece first."
Wei Ge spoke honestly and said that this was not cheating. After all, whether he painted on the spot or in advance, he conceived and drew them himself.
"I won't make up my own questions." Xing Zhao sat on the sofa beside him, his legs naturally crossed, and his tone of voice sounded like he knew the theme and format of this competition very well.
But in fact he did understand it very well.
"Why? How do you know I won't set my own questions?" Wei Ge looked at Xing Zhao. The main reason was that this man was too confident. His every move gave the impression that he was the organizer of this competition.
Xing Zhao coughed lightly, realizing that his language might be too direct.
"That's my guess. You see, this competition is very important to both ARKI and the Luda Academy of Fine Arts. It's also ARKI's first competition, so naturally, its reputation in the industry is very important. And self-written questions are the easiest way to make mistakes."
"Is it easier to cheat on self-written exams?" Wei Ge asked.
"Yes, you can lock yourself in a room and create in advance, but there are also some people who have no artistic talent and hire ghostwriters to do this, or steal other people's finished paintings."
In any competition, once the question setting method is liberalized or the questions are announced in advance, some people will find loopholes to exploit.
"But wouldn't it be easier to manipulate the questions behind the scenes? If someone at the top leaks the questions to an individual, this competition will become a game of capital."
Although Wei Ge has not participated in many competitions, he has paid attention to this kind of competition every year.
Some winners are indeed capable, but most of them are more resourceful. After the competition, the identities of many winners were exposed. They were either relatives of the organizers or had capital behind them.
Except for one winner.
Yamamoto mouth.
At that time, he was just a college student who participated in the school's painting competition. He didn't know what happened in the middle, but one week after the competition, the championship medal that he had bought with money was suddenly taken away.
Yamasukeguchi, who came in second, won the gold medal of the competition, and his artistic career began.
It is said that Yamasukeguchi found evidence that the gold medal winner bribed the judges, and his first batch of fans basically gathered at this time.
He said he wanted to follow Yamajiekou to fight against capital games, but later other competitions were the same as before, and there were people who followed Yamajiekou's example and reported the gold medal winners.
But everyone failed.
Everyone has analyzed the reasons why Yamajikoshi did not fall. One possibility is that Yamajikoshi himself has a huge capital support, but his ability is unquestionable, so everyone recognizes the value of his gold medal.
The second possibility is that Yamasukeguchi made a lot of money from winning the award and became his own capital.
The only people in this world who can do whatever they want are the rich, at least in the upper class.
"You have a point. The president of ARKI might be thinking about this as well." Xing Zhao leaned forward. He had indeed been worried these days. The competition date was approaching, and to be honest, the competition format was almost the same.
Many people sent him topic recommendations, but Xing Zhao didn't want to use them.
He thought the same as Wei Ge. After all, there were too many negative news in this industry. This competition was very important to him. He didn't want ARKI to end up like the previous organizers.
Backdoor transactions are too common nowadays. Xing Zhao wants to avoid them, but it is difficult.
"If it were you, how would you solve this problem?" Xing Zhao asked Wei Ge. He originally came in to help Wei Ge solve the problem, but now their roles have been switched, and it was Wei Ge who helped Xing Zhao.
"The questions are randomly set on the spot, the seats are randomly selected, and the questions are not unique, so there is no possibility of pre-set answers."
"Okay, that's it." Xing Zhao stood up, very satisfied with Wei Ge's approach.
Wei Ge looked at Xing Zhao strangely, "Uncle Xing, do you know the organizer of ARKI?"
Xing Zhao froze, reaching out to take Wei Ge's fork and put some fruit into his mouth. "No, I just think what you said makes sense. The organizer of ARKI is so smart, he should have thought of this method as well."
"Yeah, it doesn't matter what the title is." Wei Ge picked up the paintbrush and put it down again. "I always feel like my painting is missing something, but I don't know what it is."
"Have you contacted the streamer I sent you? Maybe you can discuss it."
Discuss with yourself, learn from yourself, what are your hobbies.
"No... not yet. After all, we are all competitors. It may not be a good idea to contact him at this time." Wei Ge lied to get the matter over with. After all, he didn't want to contact himself in front of Xing Zhao.
"That makes sense. Don't paint this afternoon. I'll take you to a place where I might be able to help you."
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