Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 96 Play on the spot, the winner is king!
Qiao Yimo was speechless, and after Su Zhe Liuxin and the others had left, she turned around and met Mo Jun, the young master of the Mo family.

"Why are you here?" Qiao Yimo half-closed her phoenix eyes, looked at him casually, looked at him for a few seconds, and then calmly retracted them.

Mo Jun laughed, "Sister-in-law is here to participate in the painting competition, as a younger brother, how can she not come to cheer?"

Qiao Yimo raised her chin, rolled her eyes at him, and said in a low voice, "Stinky fart!"

Mo Jun shrugged and pointed behind Qiao Yimo: "Sister-in-law, do you see who is here?"

Qiao Yimo turned around, and saw that Leng Juan was smiling at him with sexy eyes.

She didn't find it strange that Leng Juan was here.

"I'm going to the banquet hall first." Qiao Yimo said lazily, put her hands in her pockets, and walked towards the banquet hall.

"Master Tired, let's go too." Mo Jun said.

Leng Juan nodded and followed Qiao Yimo's footsteps.

A few men in suits, tall and tall, walked towards the banquet hall.

The guests who came to watch the painting competition were deeply attracted.

"Oh my god, this old Qin just has face, so many big bosses have come to cheer him on."

"Hey, hey, do you see that the man next to the young master of the Mo family is the head of Leng Da?"

"Cold and tired? Really, how did he come to such a place?"

"Damn, they're all so handsome! Do you think these big guys are here to cheer Mr. Qin or to save face for the Qiao family!"

"Does the Qiao family have such a big face? Leng Dazhu can even scream."

Amidst the discussions among the crowd, the painting contest is about to start.

Old Mr. Qin announced on the stage, "The painting competition is about to begin. I hope everyone will keep absolutely quiet and give our contestants a certain amount of creative space. The contestants this time include Qiao Anchu, Qiao Yimo, and Qiao Qingling. Last time I I also said that if anyone wins the championship this time, I will accept her as my apprentice, and I will never break my promise."

The audience in the audience was talking about what the origin of these three people was.

"I heard that Qiao Anchu is quite talented in painting. I bet she will win the championship."

"Tch, I heard that Qiao Anchu has unclean hands and feet, and stole other people's paintings for Elder Qin, so that Elder Qin almost accepted her as his apprentice that time."

"Don't be sour, even if she steals other people's paintings! She has the strength to stand here and compete."

"I think Qiao Qingling is not bad. I heard that Xiuli has enrolled her in many painting classes, and her ability is not too bad."

"What is the origin of this Qiao Yimo?"

"This Qiao Yimo heard that last time at Qiao's Qingzhi's [-]th birthday party, he gave away a painting that looked like Master "Shuimo"."

"How is it possible? Who is Master Shui Mo? He still looks alike? It's ridiculous!"

"Hehe, this Qiao Yimo grew up in the countryside. Do you think she can draw? Does she still look like Master Shuimo? She must have copied it."

With the ups and downs of the discussion, the lights above the banquet hall suddenly went dark.

Only the auditorium below the stage has a faint light.

When the lights fell again, three young girls were already standing on the stage.

Qiao Yimo wore a black dress, she stared straight ahead indifferently, and sat down according to her own position.

I saw paints, inks, brushes, etc. of various colors on the table.

Mo Jun and Leng Juan sat in the last row. Mo Jun looked at the girl on the stage full of anticipation.

He raised his eyebrows and asked the man next to him, "Jianye, do you think sister-in-law will win the game today?"

The corners of the cold and delicate mouth curled up slightly, his deep eyes stared straight at Qiao Yimo on the stage, and he wrote lightly, "What do you think?"

Mo Jun spread his hands, "How do I know? I haven't seen my sister-in-law paint with my own eyes! However, I heard that the other two of the Qiao family are quite strong, so it's hard to say!"

In fact, he already has the answer in his heart, the sister-in-law is here to play!

After all, the other two members of the Qiao family have learned systematic painting, so there is no need to talk about their strength.But my sister-in-law has lived in the countryside since she was a child. As for her strength, it's hard to say.
"Heh!" Leng Tiany's thin lips let out a chuckle, and his eyes never left Qiao Yimo's body from the beginning to the end.

The audience was extremely quiet, and everyone on the stage had their own ghosts.

This time Mr. Qin’s topic is painting related to animals, which requires creativity and a sense of agility, and is scored according to these two standards.

It is limited to two hours, and the pen needs to be sealed when the two hours are up.

Qiao Qingling was still a little brain-burned when faced with such a slightly difficult painting. After all, she usually drew with reference objects, but this time she needed to do it by herself, and the requirements for imagination were quite high.

Qiao Anchu's heart tensed when he heard this topic, two hours?Still need creativity?This time is too short, it usually takes her a whole day to draw a picture. And now there is no reference object, it is really difficult!
After Qiao Yimo understood the rules, she was not in a hurry, looking at the white paper on the table, her heart was as light as water.

To her, these two hours were considered two days.

She tilted her head, looked at the white paper on the paper, and the moment she wanted to write, she put it down again.

She pushed the paper, ink, and paint aside to leave an empty space, propped her face on her arms, and closed her cold eyes slightly.

Qiao Anchu and Qiao Qingling glanced at Qiao Yimo from time to time, and when they saw this scene, they covered their mouths and laughed lowly.

The guests in the audience also joked:
"Is Qiao Yimo here to make a joke?"

"Am I not mistaken, this Qiao Yimo actually fell asleep right there?"

"Hahahaha, it's so funny! It seems that she is quite self-aware and gave up this spot."

Xiuli in the audience chuckled, "Dong Yan, your daughter is quite powerful, with a big heart, and she can still fall asleep in this atmosphere. What is the difference between you and a pig?"

Dong Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead in embarrassment.

Countless pairs of mouths laughed at the sleeping girl on the stage.

After half an hour, old Mr. Qin couldn't stand it any longer, and hurried forward to wake her up.

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes, and looked at Mr. Qin suspiciously with sleepy eyes.

Old Mr. Qin sighed, "Aren't you starting yet? There's still an hour and a half left."

"Oh!" Qiao Yimo heard the words, picked up the paint and mixed colors indiscriminately.

Mr. Qin looked at it and shook his head helplessly.

What kind of color is this tone, really hot eyes!

Time passed quickly, and the three girls on the stage began to draw seriously.

Since the table is flat, the guests in the audience do not know how the works of these girls are, which also creates a sense of mystery to the results of the competition.

When the two hours were up, Mr. Qin immediately yelled to stop, and the three of them stopped writing one after another.

Qiao Anchu and Qiao Qingling nodded in satisfaction, only Qiao Yimo got up and said something to Mr. Qin.

Mr. Qin nodded in agreement, then Qiao Yimo got up and left.

(End of this chapter)