grandpa is not sick

Chapter 96
She was so ambitious when she discovered her painting talent, and finally became a famous artist after receiving the help of Bole. She thought she was a rare genius in ten years. Qingliu collided with each other. Her victory in the early stage satisfied her vanity, but she didn't expect that in the later stage, after people's sympathy and attention to her decreased, she lost completely in the competition of the strength of her works. A newly promoted young artist, Shui Qingliu has already been dubbed a "pioneer", and it is even exaggerated that his development potential is second only to Fu Yixun!
Therefore, she subconsciously regards Shui Qingliu as her imaginary enemy. When she looks at her paintings, she always thinks of defeating Shui Qingliu and creating stunning masterpieces when she looks at her paintings, but the final results are often unsatisfactory, and she doesn't even know why. One painting was worse than the other, and she didn't dare to show it to others, for fear that the reputation she had finally created before would be ruined by the painting.

But now, four years have passed, and she hasn't painted a painting that can be seen by anyone. Her paintings are still the few ones she painted before, and the price has not been raised. One can sell for 2 to [-] yuan. It's already very good, and it can't compare with Shui Qingliu's one that costs at least hundreds of thousands.When she was at the party, she heard a few sluts who were jealous and flattering of her laughing at her for being out of talent. She hated, but also panicked. She always felt that Shui Qingliu must also be paying attention to her news and laughing at her in private. At this time, her distant cousin Li Liping got the news that she couldn't paint from nowhere, and brought the two paintings to her. She bought them for [-] yuan and spent several days working on them. It took time to copy them completely.

She thought that the turning point had come, that she could finally shut up those who said she was exhausted, that she could finally defeat Shui Qingliu, but... the reality slapped her hard!

She pushed the wheelchair to her studio. There were two paintings sandwiched between two drawing boards. Some of the dirty papers were stained with sewage and a little paint, and the crumpled ones had a few holes and were glued together with transparent glue. I can still see the charm and essence of that painting, an owl, a red peony...

"This is a painting by Shui Qingliu... This is a painting by Shui Qingliu!" Zhao Minhui suddenly pushed down the two easels, pushing the wheelchair repeatedly with a distorted and ferocious expression, as if it was not the two paintings that were crushed, but the water. That person Qingliu, waited until the two paintings were crushed to the point that they were covered with dirty wheels and lines so that they could not see clearly, then she showed a little distorted pleasure.

"People don't kill heaven and earth for themselves, this time I must bring down Shui Qingliu, this time, I will be the winner, I must win!"

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Fu Qingliu, who had no idea that he had been sent a lawyer's letter, was severely beaten up and scolded bloody on the Internet, was at the Arianson Hotel in London, England, facing a pot of noodles Struggle in a hurry, the chef next to him can't cook Chinese cuisine, he can only cook pasta, so watching Fu Qingliu messing around seems very curious, and he doesn't mean to help at all.

Fu Qingliu wanted to make a bowl of longevity noodles, because she received a call from Zhou Yuxin, the wife of the young owner of Sperson Gallery, whom she met because of Fu Yixun's introduction, more than ten minutes ago. She didn't know that today is Fu Yixun's birthday. On September 9, the last day of Virgo, Fu Qingliu was very busy, and Fu Yixun didn't tell her, so he almost missed it.

After Fu Qingliu confirmed with Zhou Yuxin that Fu Yixun's birthday was not the anniversary of the death of some important people in his family, he was a little surprised that Fu Yixun didn't hold a party on his birthday. Few people seemed to know about it. They still spent time together, and he didn't even mention it.

(End of this chapter)