After hearing this, Lao Liang was extremely angry, "What? Can there be any shady stories in this fucking?"

Lao Zhang, "The dark side of the event is impossible to avoid, but this is just a competition between children. How can we not talk about fairness at all? No, we must give an explanation for this matter."

Sister Hong was also angry, but she was helpless, "Hey, what can we do if we are angry? This event was held by the Chinese Painting Association, and the ranking has been decided. Even if there is insider, people will never admit it."

Tian Shenbang's righteous heart broke out, "Damn, this is really a bully. Is there any fairness at all?"

"Don't be anxious, everyone." Lin Fan signaled everyone to be quiet. Not to mention them, even he was extremely angry. If he did it according to fairness, he would definitely not say much, but those who know a little Chinese painting can see the quality of the works. What is angering is that some experts in the Chinese Painting Association even couldn't see it.

This made Lin Fan wonder what the hell was filled with.

Dingding!

At this time, Dean Huang's phone call came.

Dean Huang, "Master Lin, the ranking of the Chinese Painting Children's Cup should be released. How are the rankings of the children?"

Lin Fan, "Director Huang, the children's grades are all very good, and all 365 children have won the award."

When Dean Huang heard this, he was overjoyed, "Really? These children are so outstanding? I will tell the children now, Master Lin, you don't know. The children ask me about my grades every day, especially Xiaopang, who come two or three times a day. Oh, by the way, how many of Xiaopang's rankings are?"

"Director Huang, I won't tell the children about this result for the time being, there is a little bit of a problem." Lin Fan thought for a while, and told the truth first, saving some problems that hurt the children's hearts.

Dean Huang was stunned and suddenly had a bad premonition, "Master Lin, nothing will happen, right?"

Lin Fan, "It's not a big deal. I'll just arrange this matter. You think this matter hasn't happened before."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan felt that this matter should not end like this and that justice must be restored.

"Lao Liang, please find the contact information of the award judges, and I'll talk to them." Lin Fan said.

Lao Liang nodded, then pulled the web page and searched, "I found it, this is the phone number of the judge."

Contact information of the Chinese Painting Association Evaluator: 1358xxxxxx.

Sister Hong, "Boss, what are you doing?"

Lin Fan took out his cell phone, "Of course I have to ask clearly what the situation is. If someone makes a mistake, maybe it might be."

Everyone was shocked. Could this be done?

Doudu!

Call.

With the Chinese Painting Association, Xiao Chen, the leader of the diplomatic department, refreshed the webpage. Now the ranking has been set. According to the leader's requirements, the first prize quota has been set, so he naturally got a lot of benefits.

Although fairness is paid to this kind of competition for children, it is just when no one speaks.

At this time, a strange phone call came.

Xiao Chen answered the phone, "Who are you?"

Lin Fan, "Are you the head of the awards for the Children's Cup of the Chinese Painting Association? I want to ask about something."

When Xiao Chen heard the questions asked by the other party, he couldn't help laughing. It seemed that he was another person who came to ask about the situation. Since the list was announced, he had received a lot of calls, some of whom came to thank him. Of course, some people came to ask his children why they didn't win the award, and all kinds of strange questions, which made him a little worried.

But now the tone of this phone call is a little calm, and I am willing to talk to him.

"Yes, I am Director Chen, the person in charge here. If you have any questions, you can ask me." Xiao Chen said.

Lin Fan was calm and did not scold others, "That's right. I've read all the competition rankings. I've also read the paintings of the first and second-prize contestants..."

Xiao Chen, "Well, what's wrong with it? Is there any problem?"

Lin Fan spoke directly, "I feel that there is a big gap between the paintings with this prize and the paintings with the second prize Xiaopang, which are more than one or two times. Did you make a mistake when you selected?"

When Lin Fan told this question, Xiao Chen on the other end of the phone was stunned. The other party could even see this. The prize was naturally a backdoor, but he would never admit it.

"Sir, I think you are wrong. The selection of our Chinese Painting Association is all selected by all the masters, and there will never be any unfairness. As for the questions you mentioned, I have also asked the masters, and they said that the paintings of Xiaopang are not as good as those of Wang Haoyang. In terms of this brushwork, it is..."

Before Xiao Chen finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Fan. "Don't talk about this brushwork, Xiaopang has a high level of freehand art. I understand better than anyone in his attainment in Chinese painting. Tell me which masters say Xiaopang are not as good as the first prize? I'll ask them carefully."

"Damn!" Xiao Chen was a little confused. This guy was a little presumptuous and said such words, "Sir, what do you mean? Could it be that according to your opinion, those masters are not as good as you? I tell you, you should not be too confident in being a human being. A painting by those masters can be sold at a sky-high price of hundreds of thousands. Okay, if you have to leave, you don't understand. The ranking has been set and will never be changed."

Doudu!

Hang up the phone.

"Mysterious." Xiao Chen shook his head. Now there are all kinds of people, but he dared to question their Chinese Painting Association. He was simply ignorant of his life or death.

....

Yunli Street.

Lao Liang, "What does this guy mean? Can the boss's accomplishments in Chinese painting be comparable to them?"

Sister Hong, "Yes, boss, what should you do now?"

Lin Fan was already a little angry, "I'll hit you again."

The other party is so arrogant that he doesn't give any reason at all. Compared with the two paintings, can't it be possible to see which one is better or which one is worse?

Call again.

When Xiao Chen saw the call again, he was suddenly angry. He answered the phone and his tone became very bad. "Do you don't understand what I mean? These selections were selected by masters, and there is no problem. If you still bother with this issue, do you believe it or not, I will delete the fat ranking?"

Before Lin Fan could speak, he heard the other party's roar and said that he would delete the Xiaopang's quota. He immediately said angrily: "Okay, if you have the ability, come and give it a try."

"My heartbroken, do I dare?" Xiao Chen replied angrily.

Lin Fan, "As a member of the Chinese Painting Association, you don't seek fairness when holding events. You are all in a shady situation for the children's competitions. No wonder the younger generation is getting worse and worse now. They are all created by you."

Click!

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone.
Chapter completed!