The relationship between the News Department and the Art Department of Xiangyang High School has always been very close. Since the beginning of the century, both departments have always had the tradition of cooperating with the art collection competition. The News Department is responsible for writing promotional manuscripts and organizing the organizer. The Art Department prepares the content of the event. In addition to soliciting various forms of paintings from the whole school, the Art Department itself also produces some works. In order to ensure the fairness of the judgment, the award part is held by the school art teachers and the student union, and this part of the liaison work is also undertaken by the News Department.

Originally, this was actually a traditional campus-specific culture of Xiangyang High School. However, with the progress of the times, the new generation of students were not interested in paintings such as oil paintings and sketches. They focused on youth comics as the main cultural element of the club. Later, Manyan Society, which came from above, became the most popular club.

Of course, this does not affect the existence of this competition. It will not cost the school any damage to the school when grasping this matter at both ends. The student union did not abandon this tradition. The competition time filled the vacancy this month. However, because of the few entries, the Ministry of Information was worried that it would mess up this hard-won opportunity. The two senior ministers and seniors sent Xinyue over to ask about the acceptance of the papers to see if they should make some adjustments to the operation planning plan and find ways to attract more people to participate.

Xinyue and Lin Huan have never spoken alone since the last confession. As soon as Lin Huan has not had the habit of greeting him actively, Xinyue himself felt guilty about what he had done before. Sometimes when she saw Lin Huan coming, she would avoid it from afar. This time she accidentally bumped into him. Xinyue was afraid that Lin Huan would still suspect that he was still at the end of the day, so she explained the club work she was doing in detail, and then asked Lin Huan's purpose.

It's so unlucky... It turns out that I'm holding a competition, so there's basically no chance to find the art department, but since Xinyue asked about it, Lin Huan said it truthfully.

"It turns out that playing games requires art support..." Xinyue was thinking about whether there was a way to help Lin Huan. She remembered the girl's figure she had seen in the mirror before, and subconsciously looked behind Lin Huan. Lin Huan felt strange and looked backwards, "Is anyone here?"

"Ah, no...no. It should be my illusion."

I was reminded by Lin Huan's words just now, and Xinyue remembered someone who was more concerned, "What topic do you plan to do? I have been helping the art department organize the submissions these days. If there are classmates with the right style, I can help introduce them to you."

"That's so thank you..." Lin Huan thought about embarrassing Xinyue for a while before, and was embarrassed to ask her. Since she offered to help, Lin Huan naturally refused.

"It's related to the community elements..." Lin Huan said, "It's supernatural...but it doesn't necessarily mean horror, related weird stories, etc., this concept is very broad."

"Since that's the case," Liang Xinyue cleared her throat. She realized that this was an opportunity to reconcile with Lin Huan. "I happened to see a very concerned entries. Because the theme of the work does not meet our participation requirements, it will definitely be wiped out at the beginning... But I think you should be interested in this classmate's work-"

Only works that have passed the review can participate in the competition selection. There are less than ten people in the art department, and half of them are filling their own works. Xinyue, who has just entered the department, naturally became a sequel.

"Can I show me the works you mentioned?" Although Lin Huan hasn't found a single artist now, if he just takes one back, if Miss Lu Mingxue doesn't feel good about it, he will probably be persuaded to withdraw - it's not that it's so powerful, anyway, the game made by RPGMAKER is not about looking at the picture.

"Well, because I took the photo because I was very concerned, so-"

In order to have more common language with Lin Huan, Liang Xinyue also tried to get in touch with some supernatural related content that she was afraid of before; she woke up her phone and found the photo she mentioned before.

This is really...

The moment she first saw the picture in the photo, Lin Huan was swallowed by a familiar feeling that swept over. In the middle of the picture was a little blonde girl wearing a green dress. She held a blood-stained dagger in her hand, and half of her body was burned out by yellow flames. She was in a gallery, with frames on both sides, and many monsters struggled to crawl out of the frames - countless arms stretched out from the shadows, evil dolls with black hair and red eyes, and women in red with ferocious expressions...

"How is it... Is it still a very talented classmate?"

Lin Huan nodded and immediately understood why Liang Xinyue said it would definitely be eliminated.

This is an oil painting. The combination of colors is very impactful and there is a strong emotion contained in it - but that is not an optimistic or positive emotion. Indeed, it is very inappropriate as the official exhibition work of the school.

The girl in the painting opened her eyes as if she was calling for something. Fire was flying in her azure pupils, her blonde hair was scattered, and tears filled her cheeks. Even ordinary people who didn't understand art could feel the girl's despair.

"This painting must be her hard work. Although it is a very stunning oil painting, it seems to be a character in a horror-themed game or an anime. This kind of bloody and violent work will definitely cause the school's reputation to be criticized, so there is no way to take this risk... Of course, the reason for our return may be [not meeting the subject requirements]. If you say this, it will convince her a little..."

When he showed Lin Huan's paintings, he was very close to him. Liang Xinyue was more delicate and sensitive. She secretly looked at Lin Huan and didn't know if he minded, but he stared at the photo seriously and didn't pay attention to anything else.

"I'd like to ask what the theme of this art competition is..."

"It's [flower]."

Liang Xinyue said lightly, "The works submitted by everyone are all landscape paintings, with long and close-up views, and there are also portraits of characters like her, but they all express the feeling of [smile like a flower], which is also in line with the theme. But this is..."

"After saying this, I finally remembered it." Lin Huan's tone suddenly became stronger, and his body turned to Xinyue, his face full of excitement and excitement, which scared the other party, "What, what's wrong..."

At this time, Lin Huan realized that he and Liang Xinyue were getting closer, so he stepped back, "Then this work is not off topic... If you want to brush this work, you need to find some reasons."

"What Lin Huan meant is that there are elements of [flowers] in this painting?"
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