Elder Zhang said, "In any competition, corruption is unavoidable. However, this is just a children's competition. How could they be so unfair? No, we have to say something about this."
Sister Hong was furious as well but she was powerless. "Sigh, what can we do even if we are angry? This competition was organized by the Chinese Arts Association. These names have already been announced. Even if there was a shady deal, they won't admit it."
Fraud Tian's righteous spirit was bursting out. "F*ck. This is simply pushing it too far. There's not one bit of fairness in this."
"Don't be impatient, everyone." Lin Fan indicated for everyone to be silent. They weren't the only ones angry about this, even Lin Fan was very angry. If things had been carried out fairly, he wouldn't have much to say. However, anyone who knew a little about Chinese arts could tell which artwork was better. What was most infuriating was that even some of the experts in the Chinese Arts Association pretended that they couldn't tell.
This made Lin Fan suspicious. Just what kind of demon was behind this matter.
*Ring ring*
At that moment, Director Huang's call came.
Director Huang said, "Master Lin, the results of the Youth Chinese Arts Cup are out, right? How did the children do?"
Lin Fan said, "Director Huang. The children have done very well. All 365 of them won prizes."
When Director Huang heard that, she was delighted. "Really? These children are really so outstanding? I'll tell the children right now. Master Lin, you don't know this, but the children have been asking me about the results every day. Lil' Fatty, in particular, has been asking me several times a day. Oh right, which prize did Lil' Fatty get?"
"Director Huang, don't tell the children about the results yet. Something has come up." After some thought, Lin Fan decided it was best not to tell them yet. So that if anything was to happen, the children wouldn't feel hurt.
Director Huang was stunned. She had a kind of bad feeling. "Master Lin, could it be that a problem has occurred?"
Lin Fan replied, "It's nothing major. Just leave this to me. Just pretend that nothing has happened for now."
After hanging up, Lin Fan felt as if he couldn't let this matter end just like that. He had to deliver justice.
"Elder Liang, find a way to contact the judges. I want to have a chat with them," said Lin Fan.
Elder Liang nodded. Then, he started searching on the Internet. "I found it. This is the phone number of the judges."
Chinese Arts Association Assessor contact: 1358xxxxxx
Sister Hong asked, "Little Boss, what are you going to do?"
Lin Fan took out his phone and said, "Of course, I'm going to clarify what is going on. Perhaps they made a mistake."
Everyone was astounded. Was such a thing even possible?
*brrp brrp*
The call was dialed.
Over at the Chinese Arts Association, the General Diplomatic Department's head, Xiao Chen was refreshing the webpage. As of now, the names of the winners had been decided. According to the higher-up's request, he had decided on the first prize winner. Of course, he gained some benefits from this.
For this kind of children's competition, fairness is important. However, that's only when no one says anything.
At that moment, an unknown caller called.
Xiao Chen picked up the phone. "May I know who this is?"
Lin Fan replied, "Is this the person-in-charge of the judging for the Chinese Arts Association Youth Cup? I want to inquire about something."
When Xiao Chen heard that the caller wanted to ask something, he couldn't help but start laughing. Looks like there was another person calling to ask about the situation. Ever since the winners had been announced, he had received numerous calls. Some called to thank him. Of course, there were others that asked why their children did not win. All sorts of questions came, causing him to be a little distressed.
However, this caller had a calm tone. Hence, Xiao Chen was willing to chat with him.
"Yes, I am the person-in-charge here, Director Chen. You can ask me if you have any queries," said Xiao Chen.
Lin Fan was in a peaceful state of mind. He didn't start scolding. "This is the situation. I've seen the competition winner list and I've also seen the artworks of the first prize winner and the second prize winners…"
Xiao Chen said, "Mmm, so is there an issue?"
Lin Fan said bluntly, "I feel that there is a huge difference between the first prize winner's artwork and the second prize winner, Lil' Fatty's artwork. It's not just a bit of difference either. Did you guys make a mistake during the judging?"
When Lin Fan asked this, Xiao Chen, on the other end of the call, was taken aback. He was surprised that this person was able to see through that. Of course, the first prize had been awarded by underhanded means but he definitely could not admit that.
"Sir, I think you're mistaken. These winners were all chosen by various masters. There is definitely no unfairness in this. As for this question that you've asked, I have asked those masters before. They say that this Lil' Fatty's artwork cannot compare to Wang Hao Yang's. Just from the brushing technique…"
Before Xiao Chen finished talking, Lin Fan interrupted, "Don't talk about the brushing technique. Lil' Fatty's freehand brushwork is high-level. I understand the Chinese arts more than anyone else. Tell me, which masters said that Lil' Fatty isn't as good as the first prize winner? I'll question them myself."
"F*ck!" Xiao Chen was dumbfounded. This guy was a little impudent, for him to say such things. "Sir, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you're saying that those masters are inferior to you? Let me tell you that one mustn't be overconfident. Those masters' paintings can fetch a price of hundreds of thousands each. Okay, I'm hanging up. You wouldn't understand even if I said more. The names have already been decided and they definitely will not be changed.
*beep beep*
The call had been hung up.
"Retard." Xiao Chen shook his head. There were all kinds of people these days. For him to dare to question the Chinese Arts Association, that guy really didn't know what was good for him.
…
Cloud Street.
Elder Liang said, "What does that guy mean? Can they even compare to Little Boss's Chinese art skills?"
Sister Hong said, "Yeah. Little Boss, what do you think we should do now?"
Lin Fan had already been pissed off. "I'll call again."
That person was way too arrogant. He hadn't even given any reason. Comparing the two artworks, it was obvious which one was better.
Lin Fan made the call once again.
When Xiao Chen saw that it was the same number again, he was a little angry. He answered the call and said in a nasty tone, "Did you not understand what I said? These winners were all chosen by masters. There aren't any problems. If you still want to persist, then believe me, I will remove this Lil' Fatty's name from the winners' list.
Lin Fan kept silent as he listened to the opposite party's snarling. When he mentioned removing Lil' Fatty's name, Lin Fan instantly erupted. "Alright, just try it if you dare."
"Retard. Just watch and see if I dare or not," responded Xiao Chen.
Lin Fan said, "As a member of the Chinese Arts Association, you organize an activity but aren't fair to it. You guys perform shady deals even in a children's competition. No wonder the younger generations are getting worse and worse. It's all the fault of people like you."
*clatter*
As Lin Fan finished speaking, the opposite party hung up.
It seemed that he was angry.