Rebirth of the superstar queen of the entertainment industry

Chapter 170 Re-entering the crew (2)
"Don't be allowed to donate next time." Xiao Yunhang raised his finger, opened the top cover of the box, and a scroll appeared in front of his eyes, "This is the real work."

"Authentic?" Xia Limu didn't know why, that is to say, the one in Xiao Yunhang's hand was not re-bought, and... the one that was auctioned for nearly [-] million yuan, is it a fake?

Xia Limu raised his eyebrows depressedly. Is there really such a thing as fooling the fake ones into the real ones?

Suddenly, his forehead was flicked by a finger, Xiao Yunhang looked at her dissatisfied eyes, and withdrew his hand in satisfaction, "I copied that before, it's been a few years, it's not too far from the real thing."

"But..." is also false.

Even if it breaks the sky, the fake is still fake.

But what Xia Limu said next was shocked by Xiao Yunhang's landscape painting. It was almost the same landscape painting as in memory. The ink and wash had gone through the same age, and even the obsolescence of the paper was in memory.

It's like a copy of that painting, you can't imagine that the painting is a copy, but you will subconsciously think that it is from the same person.

The same inscription was written in the upper right corner of the painting, stroke by stroke, without the slightest mistake, even the words "Xiao Yizhu" were in memory, without the slightest mistake.

If it is a painting, it can be copied, but this word is absolutely impossible to be exactly the same.

"Who is Xiao Yizhu?" Xia Limu raised his hand, and his fingertips slid across the name.

"Didn't Yunmo tell you?" Xiao Yunhang smiled softly, hung the painting on the wall next to him, and then casually said, "My father's name is Xiao Yizhu."

"?"

Xia Limu was startled, and he didn't turn his head around for a while, even if it is father and son, can the words written by them be exactly the same?

Xiao Yunhang looked at her and shrugged: "If you are doubting the words next to this, well, I wrote these words, of course they are exactly the same."

Speaking of Xiao Yunhang's father, it is really a headache. He is a typical cook who likes to cook but doesn't like to wash dishes. Every time he finishes painting, he throws it aside, and occasionally he will show it to others with great interest. A few glances were made, but most of them were put aside and ignored.

At that time, Xiao Yunhang was still interested in ink painting, and his calligraphy was very smooth and beautiful, so he would write a few words on his father's paintings when he was free, and occasionally copied a few pictures.

It was said that Xiao Yizhu's paintings were published, but in fact they were copied by Xiao Yunhang when he was bored. Later, it was said that Xiao Yizhu's paintings were no longer made public. In fact, it was Xiao Yunhang who was too lazy to draw any more and just made up an excuse.

Xia Limu sorted out his thoughts, and finally realized that the father and son had played tricks on the people of the whole world, and they were only doing it casually. It was really sad for human IQ.

What is depressing is that she was also tricked.

"Then that painting in your house..." Xia Limu tried to ask.

Xiao Yunhang stared at her intently, with sad eyes, "My mother only worships my father's paintings."

Xia Limu's heart skipped a beat, and at a certain moment he felt that this guy was very pitiful.

It's obviously just acting, right?
"Here, this is your task for tonight. Go to bed after reading it." Xiao Yunhang walked around the bookshelves again, put a butterfly-bound and thread-bound book he took out casually into Xia Limu's hands, and patted the book very gently. Patted her on the shoulder, "If you don't understand, you can ask anytime."

"..."

Xia Limu's brows twitched in anger, so gentle, I'll give her less books, every day there are so many things in her mind, it's almost crazy.

Reading these ancient texts is much more painful than memorizing scripts.

That night, Xia Limu read a book and saw it was 02:30 in the morning, so he couldn't bear to lie down on the desk in the study and fell asleep like this.Unexpectedly, Xiao Yunhang, who carried her back to bed to rest in the middle of the night, studied the few books she had written notes for a whole night.

Self-study is actually the most effective learning method, but it is inevitable that her subjective thoughts will distort the facts, so what he has to do is to find Xia Limu's mistakes in those notes, and then bring her back to the right path little by little.

In Yin Yang art, the most important thing is the human heart.

For those with bad intentions, the more they learn, the stronger their magic power will be, and the greater the backlash they will suffer in the end.Xia Limu has his own correct ideas, but due to his different childhood experiences, he will inevitably make detours, so he cannot take it lightly.

The next day, Xia Limu and Xiao Yunhang arrived at the production team in city A at noon. The production team, which had already prepared for it, was delayed for so long and finally waited for the arrival. I wanted to complain a few words, but when I saw the person standing next to Xia Limu Xiao Yunhang closed his mouth tacitly, unable to utter any complaints.

Xiao Yunhang still has that low-key attitude, not many people follow him, and he doesn't have the posture of an international superstar. He simply wears a pair of toad mirrors, casual clothes, and has an elegant and calm posture. Even if people who don't know him see him At the first sight of him, he will unconsciously have a good impression, and if you look at it a few more times, you will be captured by him.

Xia Limu, who was walking side by side with him, did not show the slightest sense of incongruity. The aura between the two of them was similar, and could easily give people the illusion of being "above". As a newcomer, she stood beside Xiao Yunhang without any weakness. On the contrary, they were extremely harmonious, as if the two were born to be such a match.

Those reporters who came early in the morning to interview the crew of "Fox Demon in Troubled Times" but actually came for Xia Limu, when they saw Xiao Yunhang who hadn't appeared in public for a long time, they rubbed their eyes and then rubbed their eyes again. After pinching his companion again and again to make sure that he was really not dreaming, he was suddenly ecstatic. Before the human brain could react, the limbs had already started to move, holding the camera and looking at both sides. People rushed over.

Of course...

Before rushing halfway, several bodyguards who had already arrived at the crew stopped their way.They are the group of bodyguards arranged by Xiao Yunmo. This month, Xiao Yunmo has left them to Xia Limu. He has not assigned any tasks. Xia Limu was injured and rested at home. If you have a job, you must show off.

In addition, their biggest boss is still there, if they don't work hard, what if they are directly kicked out by the big boss?
Zou Pingxi has not finished playing the extra role that Zou Pingxi promised them...

Walking past the noisy reporters with ease, Xia Limu and Xiao Yunhang walked into the crew under strict protection, and answered a few simple questions. The questions are irrelevant, but to outsiders it seems that you answered sincerely, but when you think about it carefully, you find that there are not many useful things at all.

(End of this chapter)