spoiled little lady

Chapter 262
"You can't give up at this time, Li Yuqing, please remember, your life is mine, even if you are a ghost, I will not forgive you. And Cuizhu, we all hate you."

As he spoke, he watched the blood flow.

Until the last drop of blood is replaced.

Li Yuqing was still deeply confused.

Seeing that she didn't really die.Yang Yuyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Just survive the exchange.

That means, the back can hold on.

Ask Ouyang Cuizhu to come in to accompany her after changing her clothes.

Until three days later, when Li Yuqing was pushed out of the cold room.

She gave a weak smile.

"I finally know what is going on after death. From now on, I will live well. Because it is really not easy to be a human being."

As soon as these words came out, several people laughed.

A near-miss attempt made everyone's hearts hang.And the several risks experienced in the middle, everyone has seen it.

After the blood exchange, Li Yuqing had a high fever once.

That night, it was dangerous enough to scare Ouyang Cuizhu to tears.

Yang Yuyao helped her to lie down near the window.

"It's fine, I don't have time to accompany you today."

"Ah, you are so cruel. As soon as I came out, you immediately abandoned him and ignored him."

Yang Yuyao shook her head. "What do you know, for your danger to survive this time, I missed the fourth brother's game. I didn't count the second game. This time, I still have to watch the third game. Or else ,hehe……"

Thinking of the man's displeasure last time, Yang Yuyao was full of fear.

Li Yuqing held Ouyang Cuizhu reluctantly, "It's better for you to accompany me, oh, women who have families, it's really too cold."

Ouyang Cuizhu also patted her hand away unceremoniously.

"I'm sorry, I invested a lot of money this trip, so we all have to watch the third competition. It's fine if there are your servants and the steward that Xue Er confessed to in this house. gone."

Li Yuqing looked sad. "Don't take you like this, is this the rhythm of collectively abandoning me?"

Gongsun Xue and Li Yuyuan were having fun. "No, we just came back a little later in the afternoon. You didn't see the second competition. In that chess competition, the fourth brother only used a stick of incense, which made Contrast surrender. Tsk tsk, today's painting, You can't miss it anyway."

"Haven't you been with me all the time, why did you know how to play chess?"

Li Yuqing stared at Gongsunxue suspiciously.

"I have nothing to do at home, so I went to watch the game privately. The scene was really lively. Okay, sister Yuqing, please be good. At worst, we will buy you delicious food."

Li Yuqing became even more angry.

"After knowing my blood change, I can't drink anything but some gruel, and you still want to stimulate me with food. It really kills me."

A few people made a fuss for a while, and Yang Yuyao and others set off to see the competition site.

The scene of the competition.

Jiang Yunan stood there coldly, but still attracted many people's sideways glances.

In fact, these few games were enough to attract the attention of countless people.

Originally, most people were optimistic about the disciples of the big family.

But in the previous two games, there were no dangers.

Especially in the chess competition, I usually thought that Hua Gongzi was a character.

But compared with others, a stick of incense could not hold on.

Not to mention the disastrous defeat, it is said that Mr. Hua has been displaying chess records at home for the past few days, just to break his trick.

Two days had passed since the match, but the opponent hadn't figured out a way to break it.

However, no one laughed at Mr. Hua.

In fact, many people who like the art of chess are also thinking about how to break that move.

It seems like a simple move.

But everyone turned around and found that none of them could be broken.

Even the abbot of the great monastery in Yaocheng, after hearing about it, played that lonely chess piece himself, fascinated by the research.Today I came here to watch his game.

An outsider.

But because of his one solitary move, he became his fanatical fan.

Everyone looked at the abbot in cassock outside the arena, who was paying attention to the dynamics in the arena until he put up the painting table and canvas.

Mei Sheng, representing the disciples of the aristocratic family, walked onto the stage calmly at this moment.

He glanced at Jiangyu South.

Turning around again, he waved to a group of fans who were optimistic about him.

"Mei Sheng, you will definitely be the winner in life."

"We are optimistic about you. Your paintings are the best we have ever seen."

"Yes, some people won one or two games by luck, don't be affected by it."

"In our hearts, you will always be the best."

There are also Jiangyu South's recent fans who are not satisfied.

Leng snorted and fought back.

"Speaking is better than singing. How about the specific skills, you still have to see the real tricks in your hands. Don't let the wind flash your tongue. It will be a shame. The two people in front are all embarrassing. of it."

"That's right, no matter how nice the words are, can they have real benefits? You still need to see the real tricks in your hands."

"Hey, what are you talking about, you deserve a beating..."

People on both sides will be pinched if they disagree.

Just at this moment, the people on the stage began to shout.

"Yeah, it's started, it's started, stop arguing. Hey, look, why is Jiang Yunan holding a pen and a bucket of paint. What is this going to do? Isn't it painting? Why? Will use a bucket of paint. Also, what's the water doing over there?"

Everyone looked at Mei Sheng who was serious about painting, and everyone despised Jiang Yunan.

Obviously it was for painting.

But why does he act like I want to show off and let you see.

At this time, someone suddenly spoke.

"It is said that this one has hardly heard of any works in terms of paintings. He was also an unfavorable son when he was in the Jiang family. It was secretly suppressing him.

So far, Jiang Yunan has no real power.

For a long time, the people in Yingcheng have treated him like a fairy in a painting. To put it bluntly, he is just like a little boy, someone who is just fancy but not useful. "

Ouyang Cuizhu was annoyed when he heard that.

"Yaoyao, you can listen to these words, and I don't want to refute them at all."

Yang Yuyao smiled faintly.

"Of course I'm angry with this group of people who look down on my fourth brother so much. But, it would be a shame to go to quarrel with them now? Just wait, I believe in the level of fourth brother."

Although she has only learned a little about the six arts.However, in the previous life, I was with Jiangyu Nanshu, but I knew very well that this person was not as incompetent as everyone seemed to see on the surface.

How could her man be a useless person.

As for paintings, he was very good at drawing as early as ten years old.

Thinking of a private painting of him that I saw in the previous life.

When it was said that it was a masterpiece at the age of ten, she smiled knowingly.

Even if this Mei Sheng is outstanding, so what.

Today is the same as being slapped in the face by my own man.

A person who can draw master-level paintings at the age of ten.

Even if I have been silent for these years, I occasionally draw some by myself for self appreciation.

But it doesn't hinder his talent.

"He moved, he moved, ah, why is he drinking water. Ah, look, he uses water paint like this."

All they could see was that this man was using a pen and holding water in his mouth.

In just a split second, plum blossoms bloomed on the original white canvas.

Water spray painting~
Ouyang Cuizhu stared blankly at the huge painting.

There was silence.

Until she reacted and grabbed Yang Yuyao's hand.

"I, I want this painting, and I want to take a picture of it on the spot. Oh my God, this is amazing, I have never seen it before. In such an instant, the paintings are opened one by one."

The man calmly put down the bowl and pen, while the other party, Mei Sheng, started to get up.

He looked in disbelief at the plum blossom tree that was struggling to bloom.

I still can't believe it, people just sprinkled it, sprayed it in front of everyone...

The peach blossoms are blooming.

Hongmei is gorgeous!

"Now I feel that the fourth master of the Jiang family may really be the son of Mrs. Mei.

Only he can do such a stunning scene.

There are also the previous two competitions, how can they win by luck.

This is obviously the Six Arts, as well as civil and martial arts, all of which are extremely good.

Now, the disciples of this group of masters in the pharmaceutical industry.

If you can't win in the medicine competition, I'm afraid you will be really ashamed to see others.In the future, don't talk about how conceited you are. "

An elder sighed like this.

But it also expressed the hearts of the people.

Such a competition, what else can I say.

There is no need to doubt anymore, Jiangyu South has won the painting competition in such an unexpected way.

Mei Sheng just dropped a little bit of ink on it.

A large painting by others will be successful.

Just when Mei Sheng was in a daze.

A loud cry came from below.

"I want to take a picture of this painting on the spot. Excuse me, is this painting going to be sold?"

Only then did Jiang Yunan see his little girl standing in the crowd.At this time, she was blushing and said that she wanted to take a painting.

He was slightly surprised, and immediately smiled brightly.

At that moment, countless women and girls in the audience were crazy about it and covered their hearts.

"Ahhh, no, it can't be done, my God, what is a smile that captivates people. How can this man smile so beautifully."

Even an elderly mother-level woman.

Now looking at this person who looks like a banished fairy, those affectionate, bright and amazing eyes.

She was also sighing, thanks to the fact that this man was booked by another woman.

If not, I'm afraid that the daughters in the family will lose their reputation and behave shamelessly.

But even so, because of his smile.

There are countless ladies and gentlemen in the audience, and they have completely lost their composure at the moment.

"No, no, I must find someone like Fourth Master Jiang. Only such a person can be called a good match. I also want this painting."

At the scene, because of the beautiful man's smile, there was a high-profile scene of wanting to buy paintings.

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(End of this chapter)