Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Mo Chengyun takes out 10000 yuan and directly bets LAN Xiao.

With a smile, he ran back to brother Jiang: "brother Jiang, who did you bet?"

Brother Jiang is holding a cigarette on his lips. Through the misty smoke, he looks at LAN Xiao, who is full of confidence at the bottom of his eyes.

Then, he took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Mo Chengyun.

"Help me bet a million LAN Xiao to win."

Mo Chengyun's mouth is about 11 million, which is 100 times different.

He'll regret it. He'll bet less.

……

Song Qiaoqiao used a very relaxed attitude to identify at the beginning, but later, her eyebrows were tightly frowning and never unfolded.

Half an hour later, people saw that song Qiaoqiao was standing between the two paintings with a pen and paper. He looked to the left and then to the right.

It's very difficult to make a decision.

Song Qiaoqiao scratched the back of her head in chagrin. She murmured in a low voice: "what's the matter? What do I think of these two paintings as genuine? "

Song Qiaoqiao tangled for 20 minutes. The tangled time almost caught up with her appraisal time.

Many people on the court have been impatient.

They urged song Qiaoqiao to write down the identification results quickly.

Song Qiaoqiao was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, his palms were wet, and his back was in a cold sweat.

these two paintings as like as two peas, no matter where they are convenient, are almost all difficult to distinguish between male and female.

She hesitated, hesitated, flustered, uncertain attention, and dare not write down the identification results easily.

All of a sudden, there was a flash in her mind.

By the way, didn't Su just say that his uncle arrived at Su's house last night, and he had already identified Su's painting?

My uncle said that Su Lao's painting was true, so Su Lao's painting should be true, right?

And Mo Chengyun's painting -

Song Qiaoqiao took the paper towel and gently wiped a sweat.

She secretly clenched her teeth and gave up, so she chose the painting of Su Lao as the real one. Since she couldn't identify the authenticity of the two paintings for a moment, she should believe her uncle's eyes.

No wonder just now LAN Xiao is that pair of guilty appearance, it seems that she is also unable to determine which is true, which is false?

Ah, it's just a teenage girl. Is she better than her uncle?

Song Qiaoqiao made up his mind and breathed a sigh of relief.

She scribbled on the paper and wrote down her identification results.

After writing, she also put it into a glass tube and handed it to the four elders.

Next, four old men went to identify the painting.

Four old people gathered around the two paintings and began to concentrate on the identification.

At first, a few people were calm.

However, after 20 minutes, these people had already quarreled with each other.

The two paintings are almost indistinguishable from each other, so it is impossible to determine their authenticity.

Curator Fu and another master agreed that the painting on the left was real, while curator Zhang and another old man agreed that the painting on the right was real.

The two sides argued for 20 minutes, but there was no reason.

song Qiao as like as two peas, and then relieved her, it seemed that she was not a scholar, but the two paintings were exactly the same.

It's OK to say that both of these paintings are true.

LAN Xiao is very calm standing on one side. She lowers her head and doesn't pay any attention to it. The old guys are arguing fiercely. She just reminds herself secretly that she will go to Wen's house later and ask Wen muchu's phone number.

She was afraid that Wen Mu Chu would be angry if she couldn't get in touch with her.

……

About 20 minutes later, one of the old men was so excited that he almost fell to the ground with his body swaying, his chest covered.

Fortunately, he was held in time and then found some medicine to swallow it. Otherwise, the competition today would have to cause death.

Everyone has palpitations.

Fu, the four teachers, did not dare to argue fiercely any more. In short, they finally divided into two camps, one supporting the painting on the left is authentic, the other supporting the painting on the right is authentic.

Their four masters divided the identification results into two and sealed them up one after another.

In a word, the last moment I returned four good teachers to my brother. This moment, because the two paintings are completely broken.

No one would give in a step. Everyone held his own view and thought he was right.

Mr. Su finally came out and announced the completion of the identification.

Then, they took out the four identification results one after another from the glass bottle and put them on the desk.

The first to launch the identification results is the paper of curator Fu and an old man.

It clearly says that the painting of Mo Chengyun on the left is true.

Then, Mr. Su unfolded the paper of the curator and another old man.

It also says that Su Lao's painting is true.Two different identification results, so that the people around.

This As a result, good urine ah.

In other words, even these experts are unable to identify the authenticity of the two paintings?

Song Qiaoqiao frowned slightly and took the initiative to carry out his own identification results.

"The result of my appraisal is that I think the painting by Su Lao is true However, if LAN Xiao thinks that Mo Chengyun's painting is true, isn't it a deadlock? "

Yes, it's completely deadlocked. It's still impossible to tell the truth between the two. It's not sure who will win or lose.

Director Zhang gave a cold hum and knocked on the ground with his crutch.

"That's not necessarily true. Don't forget Mr. Qu, who also participated in the appraisal. Didn't Mr. Su just say that Mr. Qu has confirmed that what Mr. Su has in his hand is genuine? We won three to two. "

Curator Fu was so angry that his face turned white and he glared at him.

"How can the result of appraisal be decided by the number of people, which is not reasonable at all?"

"If there is no way to confirm the final result, it can only be decided by the number of people who win or lose." Curator Zhang retorted without showing weakness.

"You It's just rhetorical, you shameless old man... "

"Hey, old man Fu, who do you think is a shameless old man?"

"You..."

The two curators said and quarreled again.

At this meeting, they both almost became enemies with deep hatred.

It's a red face.

Song Qiaoqiao frowned and interrupted their argument in a deep voice.

"OK, don't argue. Let's start with the identification results of LAN Xiao before we decide how to proceed?"

Curator Zhang and curator Fu glared at each other resentfully and stopped talking.

LAN Xiao touched his nose and felt that such a scene was extremely embarrassing.

She didn't know that the old master Jianbao, who used to be in a very high position, would be so crazy for an ancient painting.

The strength and sound of the quarrel almost overturned the roof.

"Lan Xiao, open your own identification results." Song Qiaoqiao looks at LAN Xiao and signals her to open the glass bottle.

LAN Xiao will belong to her glass bottle in her hand, and then she slowly pulled the plug.

She took out the note and did not read it by herself. Instead, she gave it to Su Lao.

"Read it for me, Sue. I'm timid. I'm afraid that I'll let you see the jokes when I make a noise. "