My Star Girlfriend is Actually My Big Black Fan

Gu Jinbao's words surprised Yu Feng a little. It seemed that Gu Jinbao didn't know it himself, and felt a little more comfortable. He thought that Gu Jinbao was bringing people over to make trouble.

Tang Ze also said according to the plan: "Uncle Gu, I majored in painting. I stayed abroad all the year round. The first time I came back, I met the love of this life." After speaking, he put his hand on the back of Gu Ting's hand, full of love. Looking at each other.

Gu Ting heard this, the goose bumps all over his body came out, you can really say it.

Also, if you stop punching, just make your debut.

If a handsome guy says such a thing, everyone can feel better. The problem is that a man with long hair and scumbags has no appetite for food.

Yu Feng suddenly laughed: "It turned out to be just a painting."

Gu Jinbao also smiled after hearing this.

"I know a lot of famous foreign painters. Do you need me to introduce them to you?" Yu Maoxue also took the initiative to provoke him. He thought it was someone from a rich family. He turned out to be a poor man.

Tang Ze fluffed his long hair, which made the Gu Ting look bewildered.

"No need, my creative inspiration comes from nature, and my fame has passed me through my eyes. I used to think of painting as my life, but now when I meet my beloved, my life has also undergone a qualitative change." After finishing Tang Ze, he looked deeply. Guting glanced.

Gu Ting's face was stiff, Tang Ze was speechless, please cooperate.

Gu Ting was also shocked, and finally squeezed out a smile.

"It seems that Jack Tang should have his own masterpiece, might as well let everyone open their eyes?" Yu Maoxue laughed, feeling that this man is a liar, and Uncle Gu is also good-tempered, so he would have driven away long ago.

Tang Ze said indifferently: "I just paint casually, and I can't go up to the Taiga Hall."

"It's okay, since Jack Tang is so confident, I can immediately let people prepare guys." Gu Jinbao said a pun, whether you want a paintbrush or a stick, you choose.

Tang Ze secretly said that Guting's father was so powerful that he actually started to threaten.

At this time, Gu Ting said softly: "Dad, painting also takes the right time, so that you can make a good product."

"Really? Jack Tang?" Gu Jinbao asked provocatively.

Looking at the contemptuous smiles of the Yu family and his son, Tang Ze seemed to be forced: "Uncle, my painting is actually a bit offbeat. I don't need a paintbrush, but use it." Tang Ze picked up the one on the dining table. Western knife.

Gu Ting'e frowned, what are you doing, you are still messing around at this time.

Yu Feng suddenly smiled and said, "I opened my eyes for the first time when painting with a knife. President Gu, have you seen it?"

"I have seen a master do it a few years ago, but Jack Tang, think about it!" Gu Jinbao's face sank, as if to warn Tang Ze, if you dare to lie to me, I promise you two will not be together. .

Looking at a wall next to him, Tang Ze smiled and said, "If this is the case, then I will show my ugliness."

Tang Ze, holding a western knife, came to the wall and suddenly turned around and smiled: "My dear, can you face me?"

Gu Ting didn't know what Tang Ze was doing, but he still followed suit. Now he can only trust him.

After Gu Ting faced Tang Ze, Tang Ze took a western knife and drew a few times, and used the western knife to carve an arc on the wall.

A wisp of lime fell from the wall and made a piercing and sharp sound, and the blades made dents on the cement wall. This surprised others a little. The strength of this man's wrist was so great.

As Tang Ze went down with a knife, an outline appeared on the wall, and Gu Ting could see it, he was painting himself.

Unexpectedly, Tang Ze still has this kind of painting skills.

Painting is also a way of meditation. During Tang Ze's study period, he would be free to play whenever he was upset.

But it is not traditional painting. It can be as small as a branch, a dagger, or as large as a stick.

It's even faster to paint.

As Tang Ze carved out a pair of beautiful eyes, the entire portrait immediately became extremely vivid.

However, when he was painting his lips, Tang Ze moved a little, and raised the curvature of the corner of his mouth, just like the female version of the Dragon King with Crooked Mouth, and ridiculed Gu Ting fiercely.

Gu Ting didn't know what Tang Ze was doing, how could he laugh like that.

Gu Jinbao changed his opinion a bit at this time. This old man did have two things, and he actually installed him.

Yu Feng's face gradually sank, this long-haired wretched man was a bit level, at least his son was not at this level.

With Tang Ze's last knife falling: "I haven't painted for a long time, and my painting skills have dropped a lot, alas."

The corner of Gu Ting's mouth is slightly curved.

Tang Ze also saw the smile at the corner of Gu Ting's mouth. It is estimated that when he saw that he had discovered it, he straightened his face immediately.

This woman actually smiles very much.

"The painting is pretty good." Yu Feng said with a smile.

Gu Jinbao also coughed slightly, "It's okay."

Actually, I was surprised.

At this time, Gu Jinbao quickly changed the subject and asked with a smile: "Lao Yu, what is your son doing now?"

"He, he used to start a company abroad and made a few hundred million yuan in small troubles, and now he wants to go back to China for development."

Tang Ze almost didn't vomit after hearing this. Last time he was at Mu Qing's house, he said that he had only made ten million, and today it is hundreds of millions.

How about Bilian?

"I have this kind of achievement at a young age. Unlike my girl who started a club, I don't know how much it has lost."

Gu Ting said immediately: "The club is already profitable."

"Fart, your company's accounts are still negative."

"Dad, it's impossible for me to earn back the investment within a year, otherwise everyone will do it." Gu Ting went back without panic.

Gu Jinbao pointed and smiled, "Look at Lao Yu, you can't control it at all."

"Uncle, just leave it to me." Tang Ze said with a smile.

"You manage, how do you manage?"

Tang Ze reached out and touched Guting's head: "Because she listens to me."

Yu Maoxue couldn't hold back the other three men too angry: "Although you are good at painting, how much money can you make? Can you afford Guting?"

"Can't afford it, so she supports me."

Everyone: "..."

Gu Ting said softly at this time: "Dad, don't listen to his nonsense. Other Jack Tang's families are also very famous in the world, but he doesn't like high-profile, so he rarely attends events."

"My dear, don't you say it's worth mentioning, you will put pressure on others like this, alas!" Tang Ze immediately reprimanded.

The Yu family and his son are going to make a laugh, you are afraid that you are writing a novel, just make up randomly.

Even Gu Jinbao thought so, filming.

Gu Jinbao chuckled, "Oh? What kind of family, uncle, I also know many famous families."