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Master Odell's Secret Ex-wife by Eggsoup Chapter 1139
Chapter 1139 However, their expressions soon returned to normal. So what if Odell came? Later, the judges painting
session would compare the individual abilities of eachjudge.
Although Sylvia's present state was much better than when she painted the ink painting, there was noway she could
beat the paintings of Simon, Lily, and the two other experienced artists! She would definitely be laughed at and stripped
of her position as the main judge in public! They wanted to see just how miserable she looked at that time.
At that thought, Haytham and a few others looked at each other and laughed secretly.
They walked off the stage and went to their seats.
Sylvia, Simon, Lily, and the other judges sat down at the table at the side ofthe stage.
Christopher and the other host talked about the specific process of the competition , clarified the rules, and then
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtannounced, "Once again, let's invite our five judgesto the stage! Let's invite them to paint for all of US on the spot and
add some sensationalism to our competition!" Warm applause rang out again after those words.
The students in the audience called out the judges' names excitedly.
LI Some cheered for the two old artists, some who cheered for Simon, but cries for Lily's name were the loudest.
As for Sylvia...
Only Isabel and Flint, who were sitting in the front row, screamed for her at the top of their lungs.
However, that was enough.
Sylvia followed behind Simon and walked to the middle of the stage with the other judges.
After casting a smile at the three little ones, she caught Odell’s gaze.
His thin lips were gently curled, and his eyes were deep and gentle.
He did not say a single word, but Sylvia seemed to hear his warm voice saying, Tmalways here, don't be nervous."
She smiled at him.
At that moment, the host asked them to choose their painting tools and seats.
The positions specially prepared for the five judges were already set up.
They were right in front of the stage, facing the seated audience.
The camera on the stage was also ready and would broadcast the artists and their paintings on thebig screen
behind the stage for everyone to see.
Sylvia was behind Simon and was the last to select the painting tools.
She took a set of watercolor and brushes and was just about to find a seat when she wasblocked by Lily, who had
been the first one to come over and pick out the painting tools.
She seemed to have done it on purpose .
"Ms.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRoss, are you going to paint your specialty?" Sylvia looked at the brush and ink in herhand.
"Aren't you as well?" "Of course, I have to paint what I’m good at on an occasion like this.
I don't mean anything else.
I just want you to take it easy later.
If you draw a painting that disgraces your area of expertise again, you’ll never be able to make a comeback."
Sylvia's lips pulled down.
"You don't have to worry about that.
Just mind your own business." Lily sneered , walked past Sylvia, and sat directly in themiddle of the five seats.
Simon and the two other artists had already sat down.
Simon sat on the leftmost seat on the stage, and the two older artists sat on the second seat from the right and left
respectively.
After taking a look, Sylvia took her painting tools and sat in the remaining seat without changing her expression.
It was just a seat.
It was not important.
The important thing was to get the painting right.
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