Chapter 121 Lost the vest

Chapter 121 Lost the vest

"Qinghuang?"

"Qinghuang?! The ancients said Qinghuang?!"

"How is it possible? How could Qinghuang be a student?"

"Why isn't it possible?"

"We always thought Qinghuang was an old painter. Did we think wrong from the beginning?"

"The old saying that she is Qinghuang must make sense."

"This painting is really similar to Qinghuang's painting style."

"If she is Qinghuang, then she is considered a great master in the art world. Why does she have to go on stage? She is down there as a judge!"

"How could Qinghuang be such a little girl?!"

"It completely shattered my outlook."

Nanhuang has a good ear, and most sounds cannot escape her ears.

She also didn't expect that one of her vests would fall off so soon.

However, for today's matter, it would not be a loss if I took off this vest.

Nanhuang Tingting stood there, raising his head slightly, and his arrogant eyes were exposed from the brim of his hat.

The host also asked with some confusion: "Miss Ye Nanhuang...are you...are you really...are you Master Qinghuang?"

The insiders whispered, and the outsiders discussed it non-stop.

"Who is Qinghuang?" "Who is Qinghuang?"

"You don't know this. There is a very mysterious but powerful master in the art world, whose stage name is Qinghuang."

"Every piece of her work that comes out is stunning. In the auction house, none of her paintings, even random scraps, fetch less than seven figures."

"Her painting style is unique and unique. Now many people are learning from her painting style."

"It's just that people are too mysterious. They have never appeared on the same stage as their own paintings."

"That...isn't it. If Ye Nanhuang is Qinghuang, my God!"

"This is so awesome."

"I checked online. Oh my god, Qinghuang is so awesome. It turns out that the paintings we often see and the paintings all over the street were all made by Qinghuang."

"It's hard to find a painting of Qinghuang. No one can contact her and no one has seen her."

"No wonder, no wonder Gu Gu was so excited that he stood up!"

For a moment, all the cameras and everyone were focused on Nanhuang.

Nanhuang didn't talk much and raised his head slightly. "Um."

Um. ?

Um? ? ? ? ?

For a moment, there was complete silence on and off the stage.

Admit it? ? ?

Is this, admitted? ? ? ?

Gu Gu was excited: "Are you really Qinghuang, Master Qinghuang?!"

Nanhuang nodded slightly. softly. "Um."

"you you……"

Nanhuang said: "This is my work. Please take a look at the painting."

Qinghuang appears in this world, what a big deal this is! ! !

The reporters were eager to rush to the stage.

The shutter was pressed quickly, and the artists were also excited.

Qinghuang! ! ! This is Qinghuang on the stage! ! ! !

Nanhuang wanted people to focus on her painting, so she calmly walked to her painting. Many artists wanted to discuss it with Qinghuang, so the discussion among the artists became louder.

"It's truly a purgatory. This place is simply hell."

"Yes, the children here are living in dire straits."

"There are people burning their skin with cigarette butts, and there are children begging for a bite of food but not getting it. This is abuse."

"And there, the imprisonment, the humiliation..."

"Hey, Master Qinghuang's works really touch people's hearts. People can feel the struggle and despair in the painting at a glance."

"strangeness……"

An art master spoke, "Did you see that there is a plaque on the door? There is a word on the plaque..."

"It looks like it's the word "nan"?"

As they spoke, the voices of the art masters became smaller and smaller.

A group of children, a plaque, and the word "nan" on the plaque.

Under the plaque with the word "nan", there is a man laughing. Judging from the features of the man, he looks a bit like the president of the Nan family, Nan Tuo?

At this moment, Nanhuang confirmed what the art masters said. "Everyone read that correctly."

Didn't you see it wrong? What did you see wrong?

Did you read the word "nan" correctly, or did you recognize that the man under the plaque was Nan Tuo? !

Nan Tuo didn't know that Nan Huang's painting was aimed at him. He couldn't be silent. If he kept silent any longer, it would be over! !

Nan Tuo stood up angrily and said: "Where did you come from? Not only are you pretending to be Master Qinghuang, but you are also here to slander our Nan's Orphanage!"

Under the stage, the three children, Xie Wen, Xie Liang and Xie Qian, trembled with fright and anger.

Nanhuang glanced over with a gentle look, and the three children were comforted.

Sister just let them watch and let them watch calmly. My sister has said that she will avenge them.

Nantuo said angrily: "Come here, pull this crazy woman off the stage! What a Qinghuang, what art exhibition! Madman, madman!!! She is a madman!!!!"

madman? !

It’s a title that I really miss.

Nanhuang raised his head slightly and looked at the blue sky.

The man sitting in the first row in front of the stage, Rong Wuye Rong Feng, leaned slightly on his chair. His originally lazy and careless eyes were now staring at the woman on the stage as tenderly as water.

He already knew what she was going to do.

Little guy, why don't you discuss such a big matter with him?

However, it feels very good to see her shining so brightly and movingly on stage.

This woman is his, and he will keep her in his arms. He is the only one who treats her well, and no one can covet her!

madman? He is the madman.

The staff hesitated to step forward. Rong Wuye smiled. How could he let these people disturb his little thing's performance?

He took out his cell phone and pressed a few words, and the staff was informed to leave.

There were still only Nanhuang, the host, and the painting on the stage.

Nanhuang's gaze slowly moved towards the big screen, and then, the content displayed on the big screen changed again!

It's the surveillance camera in the office of the president of Nan's Orphanage! !

Nantuo was shocked, his heart trembled, and he screamed loudly. "Come on, come on! What does this mean? Isn't this an art exhibition? What does this mean!!! Get the video taken down, get it taken down!!"

A staff member came forward to explain: "Mr. Nan, our staff has gone to handle it, but the video screen cannot be stopped."

"Can't stop? If it can't stop, the power will be cut off!!!"

"No, if the monitoring cable is broken, all the equipment here will stop."

"I don't care if you stop, cut off the wires quickly!!! Otherwise I will tear this place apart!!!"

The staff had no choice but to discuss it with the person in charge, who then turned off the power.

However, even if the power is turned off, the surveillance picture on the big screen still does not stop. All the reporters’ cameras are pointed at the big screen, the shutter is pressed crazily, the video is recorded crazily, live broadcasts one after another, headlines one after another, are transmitted in an instant in all directions.

The staff rushed over and said to Nantuo: "Mr. Nan, we have pulled out all the power plugs. It's useless!!"