The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

"I think September girl's point is reasonable. Zhong Qing's paintings in recent years have really regressed. The only one I can see is also his work many years ago. It seems to be called" rain scenery on empty mountains ". The detached spirit can be felt across the paper. However, the works now are obviously inclined to commercialization

All the people present were stunned by Mr. Fu's words. They thought that this man would be silent all the time. I didn't expect that he would say this kind of words. Was he helping song September?

Song September's mouth hook, know that this person can't sit still, these days she has touched this person's temperament thoroughly, and Fu Tsai has also told her that grandfather Fu is a person who wants to face the death, knife mouth tofu heart, and try to protect the short.

Just now she doubted the eyes of all the people present, including grandfather Fu, who naturally didn't want to admit that he had bad eyesight. He must have stood up and said something.

His identity is not afraid of anyone. If anyone dares to get angry with Fu, he will be blown up by a bomb.

It's not a boast. Most of the people under master Fu's command are at or above the level of the director of the Department. There are many of his subordinates at the top of the state. When you see him, you have to call Mr. Fu, from the top of the state to the captain of the army.

Who dares to offend such a powerful identity? Compared with Zhongqing, it is more than one grade higher.

When Fu Jiangsheng opened his mouth like this, all the people present were quiet. Don't contradict. We dare not say another word.

Looking at Fu Lao's meaning, it is obvious that he is helping song Jiujiu. Isn't it that Fu Lao doesn't agree that song Jiujiu and Fu Shao are together? Why did he stand up and talk at this time?

They all thought he would be silent until it was over.

Zhong Qing's face is even more embarrassing. He dares to hate song Jiujiu, but he doesn't dare to say a word to this man. If you hurt master Fu's face, he may not be able to leave Los Angeles alive

With this thought, his fist slowly clenched, and a trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes. Everywhere he went, he was praised by others. Today, he was doubted one by two and three times. Song Jiujiu even said that his level was similar to that of an ordinary painter. This cheap woman

Fu Tsai, who was sitting on the side, did not speak at this time. Seeing that song Jiujiu meant to solve the problem by himself, he was too lazy to intervene and kept silent.

I just looked up at her once in a while, wondering how she was going to get through today's difficulties.

"Mr. Zhong, even grandfather Fu has said that. Should you also have a correct understanding of your works over the years? It's just because of your name that someone can come to today's art exhibition."

Song September did not forget to insert the knife at this time. Zhong Qing felt that his chest was stuffy and painful. He was insulted by a younger generation. He was embarrassed and angry, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

"In September of Song Dynasty, you said that my level is almost the same as that of ordinary painters. I've been around for so many years and have such a great reputation, but I don't just boast about it. Is it just because of fame that so many people pursue my things? Today I want to tell you, this is strength

With that, the pen and paper were immediately unfolded.

Song September's mouth was hooked.

"Mr. Zhong, this is to do painting on site, isn't it? I don't think it's interesting. Otherwise, I'll ask someone to come to the room next door. You two go to the next room to paint. At last, granddad Fu will bring the painting out and let the people on the scene guess which one you drew. If you can guess, then I will take back the words I just had. Your level is really higher than that of ordinary painters. "

Song September saw Fu Jiangsheng, and the corners of his mouth were hooked up.

"Grandfather Fu, as far as I know, you are a painter. You have also said that a painting made by Mr. Zhong when he was young won your heart. Would you like to be the judge today?"

Fu Jiangsheng's mouth jerked. Obviously, he wanted to pull him into the water. However, it was interesting for Zhong Qing to compare with other painters.

Thinking so, he nodded.

Mo immediately sent people to contact people. About 20 minutes later, a young man came in. Seeing the situation in front of him, he also knew that he might be a big event, but he didn't have stage fright. He took the paper and pen and went into the next room.

Zhong Qing was already waiting inside. When the young man went in, he spread the paper on the table. Only Fu Jiangsheng and two other people were left in the room. The painting time was half an hour. After half an hour, they would take out their works.

Zhong Qingsuan is to fight for his breath, also in order to show his level, see the other side is looking for such a hairy boy, his face suddenly angry.

Is this song September so despised him? With his fame, he should find someone who can stand beside him. This young boy has only been painting for a few years. He can crush each other by drawing freely.

With this in mind, he began to draw with disdain. What he painted was his best landscape painting. Today, I will let these people see what a master's level is.

Zhong Qing has started for a long time, but the young man has not yet started. Instead, he uses his brush to repeatedly compare on the paper. It seems that he is thinking about where to leave a blank and how to determine the specific position of his painting. This action alone took about three minutes.After finishing this, he was satisfied to dip the brush with ink and began to paint. Since it is a landscape painting, there is no other redundant color. The intensity can only be reconciled by himself. He needs to show the level of landscape in the painting.

At the end of time, Fu Jiang received two paintings before he was born. He could see the height at a glance. However, he sighed at the confidence on Zhong Qing's face. He probably stood high and did not think about his painting level. Up to now, he has become a blind self-confidence.

He lifted his hand and took out the two paintings, and the people in the room followed him out.

Fu Jiangsheng put the painting on the table, turned to sit on the sofa, slightly squinting his eyes, is a big man's posture.

Zhong Qing is scornful of the hairy boy beside him. He can paint with himself, but he doesn't know it's the blessing he has built in his lifetime. Go home and have fun.

In September, song went to the two pictures and looked up at the people present, with a hook in the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Zhong and this unknown painter have already finished painting. Now, people present will guess which painting is of higher value. If you can find Mr. Zhong's painting from two works, even if you win, I will take back what I just said and apologize to him in person."