For Zhou Xinmei at this moment, Tao Jingran's phone call is equivalent to a beacon that rescued her from drowning in the deep sea.

Zhou Xinmei quickly said: "Connect." ”

This is a part of the program prepared early in the morning, and I had agreed with Tao Jingran earlier that since Mr. Zhong could not come to her birthday party, he would call her on her birthday to give her blessings.

It's just that in this link, Tao Jingran only knew that he was going to call Zhou Xinmei tonight, and he didn't know that Zhou Xinmei's arrangement was to announce the video calls of both parties on the big screen of the banquet.

So as soon as the video call was connected, a handsome young man appeared on the big screen in the center of the banquet.

The video is two-way, so as soon as it is connected, the Tao Jingzhi on the opposite side also takes the bustling scene behind Zhou Xinmei into his eyes.

The pottery mirror dye instantly understood the girl's vanity.

His face remained unchanged, and he said to Zhou Xinmei: "Xinmei, happy birthday." ”

Zhou Xinmei said softly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Tao." ”

It's not the first time I've heard Zhou Xinmei call like this, but I used to be in a private studio, and Zhou Xinmei seemed to call out accidentally, and he didn't care. Today, she shouted so naturally in such a large public, which is a bit deliberate.

Tao Jingran didn't know what Zhou Xinmei had experienced in this short period of time, if it wasn't for the fact that she was hit a little hard, Zhou Xinmei would never be so eager for quick success, forced to express herself, and let herself become the focus of the envy of the crowd again.

Mei Yuerou next to her didn't have time to stop it, but she didn't blame her for this little thing.

She also wanted to use the phone call of this birthday banquet to determine the relationship between Xinmei and Zhong Bo's master and apprentice.

Zhou Xinmei asked affectionately, "Senior Brother Tao, where is Grandpa Zhong?"

Tao Jingran didn't answer, turned around and walked, and the picture on the video call changed with his actions.

Not long after, I saw an old gentleman coming out of the bathroom and taking off his coat.

The coat is stained with dye color, and you can imagine what the old gentleman was doing before. - Mr. Zhong, as soon as the creation is over, let the disciple call Zhou Xinmei to celebrate her birthday?

This kind of love is not ordinary.

Zhou Xinmei also thought of this, and her smile was more genuine.

"Master, the video has been connected, Xinmei is asking you. Tao Jingran held the mobile phone in front of Mr. Zhong.

Without going to get the mobile phone, Mr. Zhong looked at the mobile phone held up by his disciple and said to the beautiful little girl in the picture: "Meimei, are you happy to celebrate your birthday?"

Zhou Xinmei said coquettishly: "I am happiest to see Grandpa Zhong today." ”

Mr. Zhong smiled and nodded, "Okay, good, just be happy, the little girl should be so beautiful." ”

Zhou Xinmei catered to him, and every sentence reflected her love and closeness to this old gentleman.

After a few words of homely talk, Mr. Zhong mentioned gifts, Zhou Xinmei shook her head again and again and said What kind of gift do you want, with Grandpa Zhong's care is the best gift.

This is also true, Mr. Guangzhong's phone call is enough to make Zhou Xinmei smooth sailing in the art circle in the future.

It's just that apparently some people are still not satisfied.

Mei Yuerou walked into the camera and asked Mr. Zhong about Zhou Xinmei's works in a soft voice, and wanted Mr. Zhong to give Zhou Xinmei an evaluation.

Tao Jingran, who had not spoken, raised his brows, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at the ignorant master, but finally said nothing.

The master's sluggishness in human sophistication is directly proportional to his talent in painting, not that the master is not smart, but that the master is not willing to put superfluous thoughts on these aspects, and does not like to think about those curves and curves, and he will be completely dull after a long period of silence.

Facing Mei Yuerou's inquiry, Mr. Zhong was a little embarrassed, and said a little hesitantly: "Well, good, Meimei's basic skills are very good, and the painting style is as delicate as her state of mind. ”

This evaluation did not meet Zhou Xinmei's expectations, she kept her smile unchanged, and there was a trace of indignation in her heart.

Mei Yuerou said: "In addition to my own comprehension, I also need a famous teacher to guide me. Uncle Zhong, in terms of ability and heart, Xiaorou trusts the most is ......"

"Master. ”

"Huh?"

Old Mr. Zhong turned his head at the voice close to his ear, and naturally missed Mei Yuerou's halfway words.

Mei Yuerou frowned, Tao Jingran was not in the camera, she couldn't see Tao Jingran, and she didn't know if he did it on purpose.

Pottery mirror dyeing ...... It was intentional and it wasn't intentional.

He doesn't care how many junior sisters he has, even if it's a junior sister with average talent, it doesn't matter, anyway, the master is happy. But Tao Jingran couldn't get used to seeing the other party enter his master's door in this way.

It doesn't matter if you play the emotional card, who doesn't have a kinship preference, but it's disgusting to use feelings to coerce each other.

As for the unintentional part, it is a touch of figure he inadvertently saw in the video.

The complexions of those two people are so amazing that even if they pass by in a flash, Tao Jingran can't forget them when they capture them.

"Master," Tao Jingran said to Mr. Zhong, "I seem to have seen Jia Ying." ”

"Huh?" Old Mr. Zhong frowned instinctively.

The position where Zhou Xinmei was standing was in the rest area of Jia Ying, and the camera inadvertently shook some of the surrounding figures in.

Under normal circumstances, no one will notice so much, but Tao Mirror Dye is not an ordinary person.

No one noticed that when Tao Jingran mentioned Jia Ying, Zhou Xinmei's blinking eyes flashed with calculations.

The phone was in her hand, and she pretended to show Jia Hotaru inadvertently.

- If Grandpa Zhong reprimands Jia Ying on the spot, will Jia Ying still have a face?

In the front, he was praised for himself, and then there was a negative teaching material. At that time, the difference between cloud and mud will be clear, and Jia Ying is a straw bale vase!

Zhou Xinmei dared to do this with her own confidence: Grandpa Zhong's temper is the most straightforward, and he has been upset with his mother several times, and said that if he has the opportunity to meet Jia Ying, he must educate her well.

"Meimei, is Jia Ying really there?" asked Mr. Zhong.

Although Zhou Xinmei regretted that Tao Jingran found out that Jia Ying's time was unfortunate, why did she interrupt when her mother was about to mention the master and apprentice, but she was looking forward to the next development.

She didn't miss Grandpa Zhong's frown when he talked about Jia Ying, and nodded obediently and said, "Well, Firefly is here, and Big Brother Lan is also there." And Uncle Ziche. ”

She turned the camera of her phone and filmed everyone around her.

At the request of Mr. Zhong, the camera finally fixed on Jia Ying.

The two sides are separated by thousands of miles, and the big screen of Zhou Xinmei's birthday banquet is different, what Mr. Zhong saw was a small mobile phone screen, and the girl in the purple dress slowly stood up from the sofa, like a purple tan stretched in the moonlight, cold and elegant stretching petals stained with dew.

Mr. Zhong stared, and his old face leaned forward, as if he could see more clearly.

On Zhou Xinmei's side, I saw that Mr. Zhong's whole face was spread out on the big screen.

Everyone: "......"

Even if you are a national-level artist, it doesn't mean that you are beautiful enough to shoot your face!

It's really not pretty!

"Mr. Zhong. Hotaru stood up and bent slightly towards the old man in the video. For this old man of her grandfather's generation, Jia Ying has respect for her elders.

Facing Mr. Zhong's big face, her expression was calm as usual, and her shallow eyes were slightly bent, "I also have a work I want you to appreciate." ”

......

Where did Gataru come from?

Zhou Xinmei looked around.

Others are also looking.

Then I saw Jia Ying bending down, picking up an A4-sized piece of paper on the coffee table in front of him, and approaching the mobile phone lens held by Zhou Xinmei.

Zhou Xinmei was surprised at first, and then couldn't wait to laugh three times, and laughed in her heart for Jia Ying's audacity, she was really a nervous disorder, and even Mr. Zhong dared to play when she was crazy.

This time she definitely offended Mr. Zhong to death! She was still a little uneasy just now, thinking that Jia Ying really brought some works to stir up her situation.

Zhou Xinmei took the initiative to turn the camera to Jia Ying, "Yingying, is this the work you are talking about?" this is ......" She glanced at the pencil left on the coffee table, and the corners of her mouth finally couldn't help but rise slightly, "Won't it be the graffiti on the scene?"

"You can say the same thing. ”

The crowd was amazed at her audacity.

Zichexiang smiled: "I can prove that it is the graffiti she just completed casually." While you all went to see Zhong Lao and Xinmei chatting, the graffiti that the little worm had done. ”

He said graffiti over and over again.

Zhou Xinmei frowned slightly, looked at Jia Ying as if she was embarrassed, and then looked at Mei Yuerou, "Mom?"

Mei Yuerou's expression was faint, and there was a hint of annoyance at the corners of her mouth, "Miss Jia intends to help the fun, so let her be." ”

Miss Ga.

It's a clear line.

No matter how embarrassing Miss Jia is, she is not a person raised by Mrs. Zhou, and she has nothing to do with her Mei Yuerou.

Zhou Xinmei sighed.

Kahoru was too lazy to watch her perform, and when she reached a distance where she could see clearly, she turned the paper around, revealing the black graffiti on the front.

Plain black painted in different shades.

At first glance, it is a torrent of black.

The next glance is a blank smoke, and a white lotus.

The white lotus is the true color of the paper, not carefully depicted, purely composed of white space, the edge of the petals is black blurry and distorted brushstrokes, the eccentricity brings a sense of visual distortion, after looking at it for a long time, it seems to be alive, the white lotus swaying dissolves in the black mist at any time, and gradually becomes false and hideous.

The pretty white lotus is occasionally more evil than the quiet and unchanging black around her.

The people around may not see it very clearly, but Zhou Xinmei, who is standing directly opposite, can see it most clearly.

She was stunned for a moment, then her face changed suddenly, and she turned the video away.

"Huh!"

Mr. Zhong's voice came from everyone's ears, "Wait, let me see it again, I'll take a closer look!"

Everyone can't see how Jia Ying's graffiti is, but the big face of Mr. Zhong on the big screen can't miss every bit of expression.