The whole network is knocking on the cp of me and the crazy big guys

Chapter 109

After a few days of fermentation, and the deliberate guidance of the company and some fans, Mu Yiqing's coming out of the closet was covered by thunder and rain, but that Weibo account never logged in again. .

Chi Jiao was so busy that he didn't pay much attention to this matter, and he heard it from Huai En.

"Have you and Mu Yiqing known each other for a long time?" Chi Jiao just remembered to ask.

"Yes," Huai En said with a slight smile, "The scout who scouted him was my agent at the time. I brought Mu Yiqing into the industry, and all the resources were allocated to him by me."

Chi Jiao nodded knowingly - no wonder she always felt that Mu Yiqing had always had an inexplicable respect for Huai En.

This is not surprising.

After hanging up the phone, Chi Jiao sighed somewhat disappointedly.

I don't know how to say it, but it feels quite complicated anyway.

After Mu Li resigned, the company assigned her a new makeup artist. The new makeup artist did not know her skin condition as well as Mu Li did, and often had minor problems.

She closed the suitcase and put a hat on her head from the closet.

【I'm going out, don't miss me too much~】

After Chi Jiao finished writing the post-it note, he found a conspicuous place to stick it on, and then pulled the suitcase and opened the door.
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The sky in Burning City is gray all year round, as if covered with an unrealistic gray veil.

Burning City belongs to a relatively peaceful city on the border of country f, and the port city adjacent to Burning City has completely become a gray area without jurisdiction.

When the plane landed, it was after three o'clock in the afternoon local time. After flying halfway around the world, Chi Jiao directly took a taxi and went to the hotel he booked to sleep in the jet lag.

She didn't remember to call the organizer until she woke up.

The rest of the players also arrived one after another. Chi Jiao went to the association building and even saw a few familiar faces from inside.

There were a total of ten people present, and the other nine were basically rookies and rising stars in this field.

She walked towards a slender woman standing at the door, and patted the woman on the shoulder from behind.

"Chi!" The woman was obviously pleasantly surprised to see her, she hugged Chi Jiao, and kissed her gently from the side of her face.

"Long time no see, Louise."

Louise was her roommate when she was abroad, and another student who studied painting under Kang Yi at the same time as her.

"Why do you want to come here?" She hugged Chi Jiao's shoulder affectionately, and introduced it to her companions with a smile, not forgetting to have a word with Chi Jiao during the process.

"I like the prizes of the competition, so here I come. I didn't expect to see you again."

"That cup?" Louise frowned and thought for a while before recalling, she asked with some uncertainty.

Chi Jiao smiled and said yes.

"You didn't tell me sooner," Louise said, "I still have several sets at home. If you like them, I will give them to you."

She rubbed Chi Jiao's head.

"Yes, this is the Chi I told you about! She is like a doll!"

Louise's companion is a girl with slightly curly long golden hair. She looked at Chi Jiao with probing eyes.

"I didn't expect to meet you again," Louise pulled Chi Jiao to a place where there was no one else, she lay on the railing, a little depressed, "If it wasn't for the old antiques at home forcing me, I wouldn't come! There's no point in a group of elementary school chicken competitions."

Her voice was not low, and several people nearby heard her, and turned their heads to look at her with displeasure.

Louise shrugged, not paying attention.

For her, participating in such competitions is like sending a master to a primary school exam.

During the conversation, the head of the competition came in. He was leaning on a cane, with a monocle on his face and long metal tassels falling down, giving him a bookish look.

"Quiet!" He tapped the floor with his cane, a little displeased.

"We are using on-site painting and on-site selection. The time is three hours. There are various painting materials in the back room. Please choose by yourself." He changed the subject, "Which of you has the entry number 4689?"

There was no one around to respond, and there were whispers in her ears. Chi Jiao heard the string of numbers familiar. She turned on her phone and looked at her entry number.

"it's me."

The old man looked at her with a very critical look, frowned after a long while, nodded to her dignifiedly, and ordered, "Come with me first."

"Chi, what's the matter?" Louise held her back and asked nervously.

"It's okay," she patted the back of Louise's hand, "Don't worry, I'll come back as soon as I go."

One of the other nine people was also from the country of Hua. He looked at Chi Jiao's back and said, "It's just an actor who can't get on the stage! How can you pretend to be knowledgeable!"

There were people around who were interested, and he was even more enthusiastic, adding fuel to the criticism of Chi Jiao.

Chi Jiao stepped up to keep up with the old man, probably because he was a little old. Old Tang's back was very hunched, and his steps were staggering. Chi Jiao hesitated for a while, and finally took a step forward to support him.

"Let me help you go."

Elder Tang raised his eyelids to look at her, and snorted lightly. The glasses on his face reflected a faint light. He was not reluctant, and leaned half of his body on Chi Jiao's arm.

"Did you draw that painting yourself?"

Chi Jiao didn't quite understand it for a while, and was a little confused, "What?"

"Participants."

Chi Jiao let out an oh before he realized, "Yes."

Elder Tang snorted lightly and didn't speak any more.

"No Bone Painting, you little girl has some background."

"May I ask who did you study under?" Elder Tang suddenly asked.

Chi Jiao bit her lower lip hesitantly—the master who taught her calligraphy and painting had lived in seclusion for many years and didn't want to be disturbed.

Fortunately, Mr. Tang saw her hesitation and didn't force her to ask. He waved his hands and stopped talking.

Chi Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, and helped Elder Tang go in the direction he pointed.

The hall was full of people, all of whom were familiar faces, and several of them were members of the Global Painting and Calligraphy Association.

"No," Elder Tang pointed at her, "I brought it to you."

The people present were basically people with some achievements in this area. Everyone held their own identities, and no one said a word.

"What are you holding it for?" Elder Tang rolled his eyes indecently, "Little girl, did you make that pair of peonies yourself?"

"Of course."

"No bone pen method?" An old man with gray hair sitting on the sofa pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked.

Before Chi Jiao could answer, he said, "I haven't seen you for many years."

"Is your master Tao Ruobai?" The old man looked at her a few times and asked suddenly.

"Exactly." Chi Jiao bit her lips, but the other party had already recognized her, so it would be boring for her to hide any longer.

"Speaking of which, I'm still an old friend with him," the old man stood up from the sofa, paced in front of her, recalling his old friend, his eyes were slightly red, "A best friend."

(End of this chapter)