Chapter 18: Nanhuang thinks he touches porcelain

Chapter 18: Nanhuang thinks he touches porcelain

  Chapter 18 Nanhuang thinks he touches porcelain

  Bo Shen doesn't want a divorce anymore.

  He was really astonished at his own thoughts.

  He wants to delay for a while, he wants to see his heart clearly again.

  He doesn't want to do anything that he regrets.

  During the time he was thinking, the painting on Nanhuang's side had been finished. She stretched her arms, and the smooth body lines of her whole body stretched out, which was extraordinarily beautiful and moving.

  Thin and deep eyes deepened.

   Did she intend to remove the birthmark at this time?

  She deliberately wants to tell him at this time that she is actually beautiful?

  Xi Guangyao joked to Mr. Rong Wu: "Wow. Mr. Wu, you can think clearly. Do you want this woman? If you don't, I will chase her."

  Rong Wuye glanced at Xi Guangyao with his icy eyes, Xi Guangyao was stunned, covered in cold sweat.

   "Okay, okay, I understand, I promise to stay away from her."

   After finishing speaking, Xi Guangyao said to Rong Wuye again: "Fifth Master, you can see clearly, we are not the only ones who know the goods. The young master of the Song family, Song Chu, is very active in being courteous."

  Master Rong turned around and sat on the chair. He took a cigarette. Shake the soot. "Master Xi is overthinking, she will not belong to anyone."

  Xi Guangyao coughed twice, then looked at Nanhuang again.

  This woman seems to be meaningful to Master Rong Wu?

   This is an open drawing competition, and Mu Yun can hear everyone's judgments and praise for Nanhuang's painting skills.

  She could even hear Zhao Gang and the others, from the beginning of "what did you draw" to the end, there was no sound.

  Mu Yun became more and more impatient, she couldn't restrain herself, she looked up at the screen panel, and then, in just a few seconds, she was distracted by Nanhuang's fast, smooth and unhesitating technique.

  She can use ctrl+z, and Nanhuang, every stroke is not messed up. Every stroke is drawn on the idea, on the word "beauty".

   This time, Mu Yun realized that she seemed to have underestimated Ye Nanhuang.

  Deliberately hiding clumsiness.

  Deliberately making her look like a fool!

   Hateful.

  The more she thought about it, the more impetuous she became. Every stroke of hers seemed to be out of her mind.

   "I'm done." Nanhuang's clean voice came.

   Everyone looked up at the big screen.

   Then, there was amazing applause from the field!

   Soon, one person applauded, driving another person to applaud, piecemeal applause, a large group of applause in the field, the whole audience applauded!

   "Thank you." After she finished speaking, she left from the drawing board.

   looked up at the big screen.

   This is a picture of an absolutely noble and gorgeous lady. Every frown and smile of the old lady of the Bo family is full of extravagance.

   "These eyes are really amazing."

   "Look at the old lady's clothes, they are really expensive."

   "At first glance, it looks like the real thing, but when you look closely, it has a lot more artistic color than real people."

   "This light and shadow effect is really indescribable."

  Mu Yun shook her hand and drew a wrong line. She immediately withdrew it, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a layer that she had forgotten to divide.

   My heart is also becoming more and more flustered, I don't know why I can't draw a line for a long time.

   It's over, it's the block painting she proposed, but her line draft is not yet complete, and Ye Nanhuang has finished the entire painting.

   In her state, it's over, it's over!

  After Nanhuang put down her pen, Song and Chu greeted her down.

  Song Chu said with a smile: "Miss Ye, it's really hidden."

   Nanhuang smiled.

  Xie Ziran: "This Mu Yun is going to panic."

  Nanhuang looked at it and said: "She has good basics, and she can finish painting, but..." Maybe she is not at her usual level.

   After waiting for a while, the painting in Mu Yun's hand was finished. Mu Yun's painting and Nanhuang's painting were put together.

  However, not only the speed of painting, but also the fluency of painting, is the painting itself. Nanhuang's paintings are also more than one grade better than Mu Yun's.

  Mu Yun's expression turned extremely ugly.

  Xie Ziran laughed and said, "Miss Mu Yun, look, whoever loses and who wins?"

  Zhao Gang said: "Miss Mu Yun is not in a good state today. Next time, it is not sure who will win!"

   Xie Ziran said: "That's fine, make an appointment, and compare anytime!"

   Zhao Gang and the others were so angry that they held back and did not speak.

  To be honest, now that the painting is hanging there, everyone is commenting in a low voice. The results of the evaluations are self-evident.

  Nanhuang wins.

  Mu Yun lost.

  Zhao Gang and the others couldn't believe this result at all, but they had nothing to say.

   Nanhuang smiled and said: "What Master Xie said is exactly what I wanted to say. Miss Mu, do you want to continue the comparison?"

  Mu Yun's complexion changed drastically, she waved her sleeves angrily, turned and left.

  …

  The banquet was drawing to a close, and people left one by one. Nanhuang circled around and tried hard to sell her own recycling machine.

  When Gu Gu left, he also said meaningfully to Nanhuang: "Miss Ye, I am very glad to see your strength."

   Nanhuang bid farewell politely.

   Originally thought Gu Gu just said something casually. But later, when several members of the Xicheng Art Association came over in a hurry, Nanhuang realized that there was a deeper meaning to being ancient.

  He wants to draw himself into the Fine Arts Association.

   But she wasn't interested.

  Thus, those members of the art association came over and asked Nanhuang: "Hello, do you know where a lady with beautiful paintings is?"

  Nanhuang looked stunned, then turned her head and looked at Mu Yun, who had a rather unsightly expression. "Over there."

  The member thanked immediately, and then said to the people around him: "She is the person that Gu said. Let's go quickly and draw her into the Art Association."

  Nanhuang took this opportunity and quickly left the venue.

   Behind, Song Chu and Xie Ziran watched this scene, almost laughing like crazy.

"Ms. Ye is really interesting. If others find out, the Art Association, where countless people are rushing to join, Ms. Ye would find it troublesome and don't know what to think." Standing outside the hotel, Song Chu teased, " By the way, Ms. Ye, we are already familiar with each other now. May I know your WeChat now?"

   "Okay." Nanhuang took out her mobile phone, ready to open WeChat and scan the code.

  At this moment, a tall man stood in front of Nanhuang. Nanhuang raised her head and recognized him, he was the assistant who passed on the words of Fifth Master before.

   "Miss, hello." Yang Bo interrupted Song Chu and smiled politely at Nanhuang.

  Nanhuang looked left and right, and confirmed that Yang Bo was looking for her, so she asked, "Hello. What can I do?"

  Yang Bo said angrily: "Our fifth master invites you to meet him."

   Nanhuang refused bluntly: "It's inconvenient now. Sorry."

  Yang Bo smiled and said: "Miss, it's like this. Today you bumped into Fifth Lord and injured him. Fifth Lord hopes that you can talk to him about compensation."

   "Bruised? Impossible!"

  When Song and Chu heard this, they also stood beside Nanhuang.

  Yang Bo smiled politely: "It was a bump, and it broke a bone."

   Nanhuang recalled carefully, "I don't think his condition looks like a fracture."

  She thought for a while and asked, "Where did you break it?"

  Yang Bodao: "A rib is broken."

   "..."

  Nanhuang thinks he touches porcelain.

  Yang Bo said with a smile: "May I ask the eldest lady to give me some face."

   "How could it be possible to break a bone with just one bump?" Song Chu said directly: "Just tell me how much you want to compensate. Why are you so worried about calling a girl in the middle of the night?"

  Yang Bo pushed his glasses and smiled. "Master Song probably doesn't have time to meddle in other people's business."

"You!" Just as Song Chu finished speaking, at this moment, Song Chu's mobile phone and Xie Ziran's mobile phone rang almost at the same time. They looked at the phone and had to answer the phone respectively. Immediately afterwards, the two of them frowned. The fire is burning.

  Nanhuang glanced at the two of them.

  Xie Ziran said anxiously: "Nanhuang, I have an urgent matter at home."

   Nanhuang nodded: "Go back quickly."

  Song Chu looked eager, and grabbed Nanhuang: "Don't go to Rong Wuye, you follow me."

  Yang Bo pulled Song Chu away, and put on his own glasses. "Song Shao, it's more important to solve his own affairs first."

  Song Chu called one after another as if urging his life, and his expression became more and more anxious.

   It was Nanhuang herself who didn't care.

  This Rong Wuye, I don’t know if he is the man behind the Rong’s central square in Xicheng, Jiang Xin’s boss?

  Nanhuang became somewhat interested.

   "You have something to do at home, so go back quickly. I'm fine here."

   "Miss Ye!"

  Nanhuang looked at Yang Bo, "Let's go. Where is your Fifth Master Rong?"

  (end of this chapter)