"Miss Qin?"

Huang Zhaotao's voice pulled Qin Lele, who was in a trance, back into the present world.

Raising his head, Qin Lele looked at Huang Zhaotao's eyes, and once again restored the ancient well without waves.

"Miss Qin smiled, in fact, I don't know anything about calligraphy and painting. Huang Zhaotao smiled slightly and continued: "But I saw Miss Qin looking at the stage all the time, I think I like this calligraphy and painting, this painting in my hand, like a pearl covered in dust, it is a pity, just like the sword gives heroes red pink with beauty, so I will give this painting to Miss Qin." ”

Most of the people present were friends with Huang Zhaotao, and when they heard that this kid had spent so much money to pick up girls, they all whispered praise, which was regarded as a stinky foot.

But there were two people present, their faces gloomy as water.

Qin Tianming, with Zhang Juke.

Who is Qin Tianming, and in an instant, he figured out what Huang Zhaotao had in mind.

Huang Zhaotao's operation was very good, he thought that Qin Tianming didn't know that he knew Qin Lele's identity.

As for Zhang Juke, it is nothing more than the temper of the stinky old nine.

I've watched calligraphy and painting for decades, and you little bastard actually used it to make girls?

Qin Lele took a deep breath, looked at Xuanhe's painting and was about to refuse, but with a bang, a person slammed the door of the banquet hall open.

Chu Ci felt that his blood was burning, and he had an urge to do something, for example, to create.

This impulse and desire have been suppressed a lot by him, and from the short distance of tens of meters from the west bathroom to the banquet hall, Chu Ci has already figured out what the muscle memory formula in his body is for.

It's not used to grab bricks, it's probably used to grab pens.

In particular, when I think of pen and paper, it is like thinking of a re-education through labor prisoner who thinks of a bathing center with a discount and promotion.

If there is a Veroria supermodel and the four treasures of the study in front of you now, Chu Ci absolutely... Will choose supermodels.

It's a pity that there are no supermodels here, and there is an irrepressible desire in Chu Ci's mind.

Panting, Chu Ci suppressed his desires and tried to make himself look normal.

He couldn't control his arms a little, so he pushed the door with a lot of force, as if he was knocking it open.

Chu Ci suppressed his desire, ran to the cold table in three steps and two steps, pointed to Yan Entropy, who was taking the meal, and asked with blood-red eyes: "You TMD tell me the truth, what are you best at?"

Yan Entropy's face changed slightly: "Who hit you?"

"Let's not talk about that, let me ask you, what are you best at?"

Yan Entropy was confused: "Kill people!"

"Fart!" Chu Ci roared, "Why did I inject a muscle memory formula and want to write or draw so much?"

Yan Entropy was slightly stunned, and then seemed to think of something, and looked embarrassed.

"That, that when I was a kid... I prefer classics!"

"I'm your grandmother!"

Chu Ci was completely convinced.

The chief gold medal fighter of the second-level civilization Devonian Royal, the most wanted criminal in the universe, and the chaotic flame that no one is afraid of, is actually a literary youth?!

Li Xiaocui said that the muscle memory formula is to extract another person's best ability.

In other words, Yan Entropy, the number one murderer in the universe, is actually best at writing and drawing?

This feeling is the same as Chu Ci suddenly seeing a group of huskies wearing aprons tidying up the room.

Chu Ci didn't know how classical the "classical literature" in Yan Entropy's mouth was, he only knew that this impulse was about to be irrepressible.

Seeing Chu Ci's angry eyes, Yan Entropy shrugged his shoulders: "Who doesn't have a hobby, it's really, it's all a fuss." ”

Chu Ci was speechless, and he didn't know how to refute it.

Yes, it's like he's the head of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.,Work is just a way to make money.,Isn't it usually when you get off work.。。。 No, not ... Isn't it also idle?

At this time, everyone's attention was on Chu Ci, because this guy's image was very bad, his eyes were blue, his face was broken, and his body was still a little dirty.

Qin Lele and Xiong Chumo in the corner saw Chu Ci's embarrassed appearance, and immediately stood up and ran over quickly, their faces full of worry.

Xiong Chumo hurriedly picked up a tissue and wiped Chu Ci's forehead: "Didn't you go to the bathroom, what's going on." ”

Qin Lele raised his eyebrows: "Who did it?"

Chu Ci wanted to raise his hand to take the tissue, but found that his two hands were a little non-stop.

He didn't want tissues, he wanted a pen, or a canvas.

Chu Ci's gaze crossed Qin Lele and looked at Huang Zhaotao: "Huang Zhaotao, that bastard, he is looking for someone to go to the toilet to block me!"

In a few words, Chu Ci explained the situation.

Yan Entropy's fingertips turned, the dinner knife was hidden in his sleeve, and he said coldly: "Give me fifteen seconds." ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Entropy hurriedly grabbed the crab cakes on the table and stuffed them in his mouth.

Qin Lele grabbed Yan Entropy: "There are a lot of people here, let him fall into the net for a while." ”

After finishing speaking, Qin Lele turned his head, and his eyes revealed a meaning worth playing.

In front of Huang Zhaotao, Qin Lele gently wiped the blood on Chu Ci's forehead with a tissue.

Qin Lele is very smart and knows that Huang Zhaotao wants to be attentive to himself, he has seen too many such people.

That's why she deliberately made such a move, not to use Chu Ci, but to deliberately stimulate Huang Zhaotao.

Since this guy is so arrogant, he will definitely have to find trouble with Chu Ci for a while, and when he leaves the hotel, he will be over with the current situation.

What's more, looking at the wound on Chu Ci's forehead, Qin Lele was indeed a little distressed.

Huang Zhaotao was indeed very angry.

Angry that his subordinates didn't abolish Chu Ci's hand, and they were also angry that Qin Lele was "blind".

In his eyes, Chu Ci is a nobody.

Who is Qin Lele, that is the only person Qin Tianming may care about.

This is the same as the princess in the fairy tale who is incognito outside, and now there is a lack of a prince charming.

Huang Zhaotao thinks that he is the prince charming.

It's a pity that there is a toad next to the princess who wants to soak in a swan.

There is no doubt that this toad is Chu Ci.

Especially when he saw the princess wiping the toad's forehead with a tissue, his lungs were about to explode.

Chu Ci noticed Huang Zhaotao's anger, but he didn't say anything.

Everything has to wait for the effect of muscle memory formulas to pass, and now he feels that his body is completely out of control, his hands are itchy and unbearable, and he always wants to write something and draw something.

Chu Ci raised his head and poured a glass of champagne, pretending to be calm and said, "Let's leave if there's nothing to do, I'm a little uncomfortable." ”

Qin Lele nodded: "Okay, I'll go to Huang Zhaotao to ask for the painting and let him take the bait." ”

"What kind of painting?" Chu Ci can't hear any paintings, words and the like now, and when he hears the paintings, he looks like an addict.

Seeing Chu Ci's different expression, Xiong Chumo took out a band-aid from his bag, carefully pasted it for Chu Ci and explained: "That idiot spent five million to shoot it and wanted to give it to Qin Bureau." ”

Chu Ci pursed his lips: "What painting is worth five million, the illustration of the Golden Bottle Plum Collector's Edition?"

"It seems to be a painter in the Northern Song Dynasty, called Zhao Shuwu. Xiong Chumo shrugged: "I haven't heard of this person." ”

Qin Lele winked at Chu Ci: "Cooperate with me." ”

"With what?"

Qin Lele didn't explain, but stepped on Chu Ci's arm and walked back to Huang Zhao's face with him.

At this moment, Chu Ci noticed two strong gazes.

One came from Huang Zhaotao, and his eyes were full of strong envy and resentment.

The other came from Qin Tianming, whose eyes were full of scrutiny and other complicated meanings.

Chu Ci didn't notice Qin Tianming, just seeing Huang Zhaotao's face full of envy, jealousy and hatred, he was called a cool crooked in his heart.

However, Chu didn't know what to say, so he didn't know that Qin Lele had a plan, so he didn't say anything.

Huang Zhaotao adjusted his expression, his face was full of hypocritical smiles, and when he saw Qin Lele coming, he pulled it out and spread it on the table.

Just as he was about to show off two sentences, Chu Ci glanced at it slightly, and spit out two words lightly in his mouth.

"Trash!"

This garbage made Huang Zhaotao's face change drastically.

Qin Lele also glanced at Chu Ci reproachfully: "Don't talk nonsense, Uncle Zhao is the best at fish and birds, and the paintings that have been handed down to this day are very rare, even if this painting is fake, it is also a rare top grade." ”

Because of his childhood, Qin Lele also studied calligraphy and painting, especially.

"Oh. Chu Ci nodded: "That's also garbage." ”

After finishing speaking, Chu Ci himself felt depressed.

He didn't want to talk about garbage, because he didn't know how to draw at all, but after looking at the painting, the word garbage came out of his mouth casually, and he said it twice.

Huang Zhaotao still couldn't help it in the end, and said coldly: "It's up to you, and you also deserve to comment on Zhao Shuwu's paintings?"

Chu Ci shrugged: "I didn't say that this painting is rubbish, what I said is that Uncle Zhao's paintings are rubbish." ”

After finishing speaking, Chu Ci took the drawing paper in Qin Lele's hand and spread it out, and his movements were very rough, as if the painting that was photographed by five million was a roll of toilet paper in the bathroom.

Glancing slightly, Chu Ci laughed: "Oh, I'm sorry, this painting is really rubbish." ”

This time, even Qin Lele couldn't watch it.

It was this "garbage" that made her clinging to it for several years when she was a child.

However, Qin Lele knew Chu Ci's character, and he didn't say much, if he changed someone else, the end would be worrying.

Chu Ci also has a bitter saying: "I... I didn't mean to, I'm not saying that the painting is rubbish. ”

Involuntarily, glancing at the painting again, Chu Ci suppressed the impulse in his heart: "What I said is... Yes, yes, this painting is rubbish!"

Chu Ci was full of helplessness, after injecting the muscle memory formula, his mouth was the same as if it was not his own, and it was better to say that when he looked at this painting, it was like looking at a piece of stool, and he couldn't do it if he had to let himself say that this piece of stool was sauce pork knuckle.

Huang Zhaotao sneered, raised his voice and shouted: "Zhang Lao has been thinking about it for half his life, and many friends present are competing for bids, but you say it is rubbish, boy, you are a little too ignorant." ”

As soon as Huang Zhaotao's voice fell, everyone looked at Chu Ci in unison.

I have to say that Huang Zhaotao's wave of hatred was accurate and ruthless, and everyone looked at Chu Ci with sneers and disdain.

Huang Zhaotao saw that everyone's attention was attracted, and said coldly: "Since it is garbage, why don't you come and paint a picture on the spot, so that those of us who appreciate garbage can see what a good work is?"

Qin Lele glanced at Chu Ci slightly, and always felt that something was wrong with this guy.

Xiong Chumo also walked over quickly, and kept pulling Chu Ci's arm, not wanting to see this guy make a fool of himself.

She knows that Chu Ci has a lot of small faults, but she is not stupid, on the contrary, she is very shrewd, but why does she have to humiliate herself again and again?

Qin Lele whispered: "The goal has been achieved, don't make trouble, let's go." ”

Chu Ci nodded with all the strength of his body.

But Huang Zhaotao was willing to let Chu Ci go easily, and in front of everyone, he said slowly: "I don't know what to say, grandstanding!"

Chu Ci looked at Huang Zhaotao's underbeaten appearance, and suddenly figured it out.

The needles are pricked, what is there to bear, didn't you spend five million, didn't you find someone to cut me, okay, let you know what kind of garbage you bought for five million.

"Since you are willing to buy garbage, I will fulfill you!"