Against the sky starts from copying

Chapter 63
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Tianyang simply threw his masculinity out of the blue, with a flattering smile on his face: "If Ms. Wang has a good opinion, it's okay to say, I will listen to Ms. Wang!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and many unglamorous painters felt even more ashamed seeing Lin Tianyang nodding and bowing: Did they lose to such a fearful person?
But after thinking about it for a while, they soon felt relieved.

In Mobei City, no matter who married a woman like Wang Ziyan back home, I'm afraid they would have to confess as their ancestors...

Lin Tianyang looked at the weird eyes of everyone, and couldn't tell the pain in his heart.

It's not because of her background that he sells Wang Ziyan's face like this, but because he really doesn't dare to be presumptuous at the moment: Wang Ziyan just arrested him from Fengmanlou in the morning, so if he doesn't pretend to be cute and cute at this time, do he still want to have a good life? ?

No matter what his intentions were, Wang Ziyan benefited from his gentle and considerate smile, and the invisible murderous aura disappeared instantly.

Wang Ziyan looked at Zhang Xuanhe with a smile on her face: "Mr. Zhang, the previous bet was just Mr. Lin's fighting spirit. Now that the victory and defeat have been divided, in order to avoid hurting the peace of both parties, I will boldly make the decision and take this bet." I don't know what Mr. Zhang wants to do if the agreement is voided?"

By speaking like this, she saved her own face and eliminated a catastrophe invisibly. Zhang Xuanhe didn't dare to have any objections, so he hurriedly nodded and agreed: "It's so good, everything is up to Miss Wang!"

The gazes of the other painters also showed gratitude. Although they didn't understand why Wang Ziyan would speak up for them, everyone was happy to accept the current ending.

The spectacle of the painter eating raw white cloth was hopeless, and the people onlookers were disappointed for a while. When many people were disappointed, suspicion appeared in their eyes: Isn't Wang Ziyan and Lin Tianyang in the same group?
Why are you speaking for Zhang Xuanhe?
Lin Tianyang had already puffed up his cheeks with anger.

He racked his brains to calculate the sum of ten double-digit numbers, and he finally won the competition perfectly at the price of one Yuanling Pill, but Wang Ziyan let go of it so easily with a few words. After Zhang Xuanhe.

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, his eyes glowed green with anger: "Could it be that Zhang Xuanhe lives next door to me, and his surname is also Wang?"

Seeing that Wang Ziyan preserved the face of all the art galleries in Mobei City, Mu Liansheng was also relieved, and bowed his hands and said: "Miss Wang understands righteousness, is knowledgeable, and behaves like everyone. On behalf of all the art galleries in Mobei, sincerely Miss Wang thank!"

"Mr. Mu, don't be in a hurry. I just said that the bet is void, but it doesn't mean that today's matter has been revealed." Wang Ziyan smiled lightly, but it made all the painters feel relieved.

Lin Tianyang's eyes lit up: "I knew how she would let this group of people go so easily!"

The onlookers also regained their spirits, and all of them stretched their necks.

Mu Liansheng's complexion was a little ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "What does Miss Wang mean, you might as well just tell me!"

There was displeasure in his voice, Wang Ziyan smiled lightly, and said: "Mr. Mu, don't get angry, although Mr. Zhang doesn't need to honor the bet, but anyway, your actions in the past few days have indeed caused great damage to the reputation of Qingjiang Art Gallery." Great damage, this point, I think you will not deny it, right?"

Mu Liansheng and the others froze. What Wang Ziyan said was true. They have occupied the Qingjiang Art Gallery for the past few days and drove all the students and teachers out. Zhang Xuanhe's two long paintings are even more eye-catching. It is a great humiliation to Qingjiang Art Gallery.

"What Miss Wang said is very true. I'm not someone who can't afford to lose. As long as it's not too much, I'm willing to make up for it." Mu Liansheng knew that today's matter can't be revealed with just a few words, so he immediately replaced him happily. Many painters expressed their attitudes.

Zhang Xuanhe nodded his head like pounding garlic, as long as he doesn't eat cloth, he can say anything!

Wang Ziyan saluted with a smile, and said: "Mr. Mu is worthy of being a master of painting. He dares to act bravely. My condition is also very simple. The paintings you made today are extremely precious. In order to make up for the loss of the Qingjiang Art Museum in the past few days, I also ask you to send these The paintings remain in the Qingjiang Art Museum."

"Huh?" Mu Liansheng was a little surprised.

The calligraphy of these people is indeed very precious in Mobei City, but in front of Lin Tianyang, who can perfectly copy these paintings, they are probably worthless.

Mu Liansheng couldn't believe his ears: "What Miss Wang said is true?"

"Of course it's true, but I still have one condition." Wang Ziyan's eyes showed a sly look, and the eyes sparkled again and again: "I also invite you to leave your signatures on each of your ink treasures, and sign the Qingjiang Art Museum on it." Congratulations on becoming the first inscription in Mobei!"

Her voice was clear and clear, but it exploded in the hearts of Mu Liansheng and the others like a thunderbolt.

They finally understood Wang Ziyan's plan!
Everything started because they didn't want Qingjiang Art Gallery to become the No. [-] art gallery, and Wang Ziyan made such a request to force them to express their position to everyone: they represent their respective art galleries and recognize Qingjiang Art Gallery as the No. [-] art gallery in Mobei. One position!
In other words, if there are still people who are dissatisfied with Qingjiang Art Gallery becoming the number one in Mobei in the future, it is tantamount to challenging their authority!

Wang Ziyan's move seems to avoid the important and ignore the trivial, but in fact it hides the blade.

The knife does not see the blood, it is to punish the heart!
Mu Liansheng is a person who has already lived a fine life, how can he not understand Wang Ziyan's plan, he is a little confused: "Miss Wang, this matter is very important, why don't you let me go back and discuss it?"

"What are you discussing? Don't tell me you're still thinking about having another competition?" Lin Tianyang also understood Wang Ziyan's plan, and smiled brightly.

If he had his temperament, Zhang Xuanhe would have swallowed those two long paintings even if he did something today, but in this way, apart from clearing his qi, it would not be of any benefit to Qingjiang Art Museum.

After all, Mu Liansheng and others represent the entire painting circle in Mobei City. It is really frustrating. Even if Lin Tianyang is not afraid of trouble, the Qingjiang Art Gallery will be completely targeted in Mobei City in the future. It will not be a problem for Wu Xiaoling and other students There will be a little bit of benefit, and if it spreads out, others will inevitably say that Qingjiang Art Gallery is too deceptive.

And Wang Ziyan's four or two moves, not only showed the magnanimity of the Qingjiang Art Gallery, but also held the banner of Mu Liansheng and others to sit firmly at the top of the No. [-] Art Gallery in Mobei City, killing two birds with one stone, which is wonderful.

If Lin Tianyang's method is a drastic suppression, then Wang Ziyan's method is to persuade him to surrender.

"My method is to force Mu Liansheng and others to bow their heads, but her method is to let them lift the Qingjiang Art Gallery to a high place with their own hands, so that they have to look up. A lot more stingy!"

Lin Tianyang figured out the joints, and seeing Wang Ziyan's smile as pale as Qiuju, couldn't help shivering: "She wants to keep this thought to live, am I going to die in the future?"

Lin Tianyang's attitude was tough, Mu Liansheng thought for a long time, and finally bowed his head to reality: "Miss Wang, we agree to your conditions!"

The situation is stronger than people, compared to Zhang Xuanhe eating long paintings raw, signing for the celebration of Qingjiang Art Gallery can save the face of the major art galleries.

Taking a step back, after all, Qingjiang Art Gallery is already the No. [-] art gallery in Mobei City announced by the Meiyuan official, and even if they write inscriptions to congratulate, it is just icing on the cake.

The other painters also understood the truth, but thinking of putting the Qingjiang Art Gallery, which has never been taken seriously, to the number one position in Mobei City, everyone's face is uglier than eating Xiaoqiang raw.

With a heavy heart like going to a grave, the ten painters took down their calligraphy treasures with their own hands, wrote inscriptions to celebrate, and stamped their signatures.

Looking at the painters who have been arrogant and unscrupulously trampled the Qingjiang Art Gallery under their feet for a few days, they are silent at this moment, and write congratulatory inscriptions for them, all the students of the Qingjiang Art Gallery feel a wave of Hot stream.

In the past few days, they were first praised by the crowd as the promising No. [-] art gallery students, and then they were shot down by the needles of these painters, and they were rejected at the gate of their own art gallery all day long like bereaved dogs. In addition, he was ridiculed and ridiculed by the people watching.

When Zhang Xuanhe hung those two long, extremely insulting paintings in front of the gallery, all their dignity was shattered at that moment.

But now, those enemies who gave them endless humiliation are regaining their lost respect with their own hands.

So, how humiliated I was before, how proud I am now.

All the students of Qingjiang Art Gallery raised their heads proudly.

"Thank you all masters for your generous gifts. I will definitely have your ink treasures mounted and then sent back to the Qingjiang Art Gallery for display to demonstrate the deep friendship between the Mobei Art Gallery."

As soon as Mu Liansheng and others finished their inscriptions, Wang Ziyan took over the ten paintings with a smile, and her manner was extremely respectful.

"Show the deep friendship between the Mobei Art Museum? Who saw the friendship? This is clearly a slap in the face!"

All the painters saw through Wang Ziyan's thoughts, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, she spoke with obvious respect, and everyone felt uncomfortable and had to leave in resentment.

"Wait a minute, masters." Wang Ziyan tried to persuade her to stay.

Mu Liansheng and the others stopped in their tracks, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Wang, what advice do you have?"

"Mr. Mu, don't misunderstand me. I just want to take advantage of the gathering of all masters here to announce a grand event to you."

Wang Ziyan smiled warmly and looked around everyone: "After half a month, the Universal Chamber of Commerce will hold a new product launch conference. At the conference, there will not only be various improved and precious pills, but also a batch of precious paintings of spiritual treasures. If you can attend, the Universal Chamber of Commerce will give each master a Heavenly Spirit Pill for free!"

"Heavenly Spirit Pill!"

The complexions of Mu Liansheng and the others changed, and a frenzied light suddenly appeared in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)