As soon as he said to go, Mai Xiaoji combed his hair in the mirror again, and when he was about to go out, he saw Tang Linlin smiling at him.

"What's wrong, there's something on my face?" asked McEgie curiously.

"No, I mean to say, it's really rare for a boy who loves beauty like you!" Tang Linlin said with a smile.

"You only know one thing but you don't know the other, I don't look in the mirror to be stinky, but to observe my own fortune. On people's faces, there are complexions that represent different fortunes, through observation, hey, Linlin, have you put on makeup?"

As Mai Xiaoji was talking, he suddenly found that the color of Tang Linlin's forehead was not quite right, revealing an abnormal whiteness. Mai Xiaoji was already familiar with Mai Daochang's article, and immediately made a judgment, which was a sign of disaster.

"No, I don't wear much makeup, at most I wear lipstick. Tang Linlin said proudly, young and invincible, white and red, natural beauty.

"You don't look right, be careful when you go out today, there may be a disaster. Mai Xiaoji pointed to Tang Linlin's forehead, a serious way.

Hmph, Tang Linlin pursed her lips and said unhappily: "Brother Mai, I just said that you love beauty, so you hit people like this." Don't lie to me, I studied psychology with Sister Nangong, and I will take the psychological counselor qualification certificate in the future, you are just scaring me. ”

"Is it necessary to scare people like this? Linlin, be careful, don't be careless. ”

"I don't believe it, just tell me this kind of joke, and say to that kind of old person, I have to beat you. Tang Linlin was unhappy and thought it was a curse.

"Believe it or not. ”

Mai Xiaoji cleaned up, the two went out and locked the door, the corridor was not well lit, but it set off Tang Linlin's forehead was not good, and her whole face was much darker.

"I really know how to look at the face, you have a mole with a button, right?"

Mai Xiaoji patted Tang Linlin's shoulder blade, and was in a hurry to see Yun Qianxun, leaving Tang Linlin, who was in a daze, standing alone in the corridor.

Girls pay attention to their image, because there is a big mole, Tang Linlin never wears suspenders in summer, not to mention that they wear skirts during work, Nangong Yue doesn't know, how did Mai Xiaoji know?

"Linlin, go to the doorman to pick up the courier for me. Nangong Yue's command came from next door.

"Well, hey, I have a stomachache right now. Tang Linlin just agreed, and hurriedly found a reason to push it, what if Mai Xiaoji said it right. Nangong Yue didn't insist, "Okay, it's office supplies, you want to bring them up when you go to work tomorrow morning." ”

Good!

Mai Xiaoji drove to the art center, and when he arrived at the place, he found that there was really a large-scale event being held here, and many foreign media were waiting there, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. still underestimated Yun Qianxun, maybe he is really a big name in the art world.

However, after figuring out the current situation, Mai Xiaoji gloated and smiled. It turned out that a cultural fair was being held here, with the participation of well-known artists from all over the country, as well as foreign artists.

And Yun Qianxun's so-called art exhibition, Mai Xiaoji drove to the end of the center and saw it in a simple exhibition hall. This exhibition is still a bit distinctive, with antiques as the core theme, mapped to painting, photography and other themes. The authors involved are all amateurs, and there is a category like Yun Qianxun who disdains to join any organization.

As soon as I entered the hall, I saw a huge, huge, well, graffiti. It's the size of a wall, and the information on the poster next to it is Yun Qianhiro's, this is his painting.

What a thing, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, all colors, a lump here and there, say abstract is not abstract, say impression is not impression, it is estimated that the author of this kind of painting can not be an idol.

Mai Xiaoji was disdainful, and a tall and thin middle-aged man walked up to him, "Sir, look at the painting?"

"Just take a look. ”

Mai Xiaoji tilted his head, trying to find something in common with Yun Qianxun from that painting, alas, no!

"No one can understand the deep meaning of my painting, if Mr. understands it, he can give it away for free. The middle-aged man said again.

"What am I going to do with this? Mai Xiaoji blurted out, hey, no, the author is here, Yun Qianxun! This person's face is quite delicate, his hair stands on end, three centimeters long, which makes people want to laugh when they see it, Mai Xiaoji hurriedly took off his sunglasses and politely stretched out his hand, "Hello Mr. Yun!"

"You know me? Are you, McKeegee?"

The other party was also stunned, it was not strange that he knew Mai Xiaoji, the protagonist who jumped off the building, and he was still active in the antique shop recently. Of course, Mai Xiaoji called him several times, and he was also impressed.

"Mr. Yun, I came here to see your art exhibition. ”

"It's not my solo exhibition, it's a collective exhibition of pure art lovers. Yun Qianxun restrained the only smile he had, and corrected it seriously.

"Oh, it must be everyone, right?"

"We don't make money, we just do it for hobbies, why don't we come to everyone's small family, it's just a gimmick. ”

"Admire, admire. ”

"Do you also understand art?" Yun Qianxun asked arrogantly, Mai Xiaoji really didn't understand, but he was not convinced, he was so provoked, he became angry, "The hidden author's thinking of a painting, can there be programming difficulties? ”

Hehe, Yun Qianxun laughed, it was the kind of mocking laughter, "Okay, you watch slowly, I'll go and receive other guests." ”

Go, go, go, Mai Xiaoji has a smile on his face, but he is disdainful in his heart, there are more amateur artists here than customers, that is, he is lonely and self-appreciative.

Stepping back to take a picture, no, it's too big, the photo is incomplete, Mai Xiaoji retreated to the door, and finally took a panoramic picture of this painting, the clarity is okay, and it can be seen improvised.

In the circle of friends of the ancients, they were basically artists, and whoever they sent it to, they could make a comment at will. Mai Xiaoji hesitated, and for the purpose of saving money, he smiled evilly, sent the painting to all eight friends, and waited for the appraisal results.

Tang Bohu will take it when he receives the red envelope, and his reaction speed is slow, but this time he was the first to jump out and replied, painting with his left hand, there are few great achievers. Oh, Mai Xiaoji took this to heart, Yun Qianxun is still a left-hander.

The rest of the people haven't moved yet, but with Tang Bohu's words, they can also suppress Yun Qianxun.

What makes Mai Xiaoji more pleased is that it may be because he shows that he is also very talented, and several pieces of information pop up at once, read them one by one!

Mai Daochang: A painter, arrogant and withdrawn.

It's amazing for my Taoist, Mai Xiaoji is convinced, and he says that words are like people, it turns out that in a painting, so much information can still be revealed. Hehe, I'm afraid Yun Qianxun didn't realize it.

Yo he, there is also Cao Cao's message, seeing his reply, Mai Xiaoji laughed, this is enjoyable and relieves hatred!