If it weren't for Leng Mengyuan's quick eyes and quick hands, she realized that something was wrong with the situation, and quickly rushed forward to support the weak girl first, it is estimated that even if the other party fights her weak body, she will have to give her sister another ascension punch full of family affection.

Of course, because of the cleverness of the cold dream mandarin duck, according to the words of the weak girl, it is a hindrance from it...... But in any case, the tables and chairs in the box were not attacked by suicide bombs again.

What a gratifying ...... What a ghost!

All in all, the stiff atmosphere that surrounded the private room began to calm down.

"So, you're going to admit defeat, so you don't think about it anymore?" Leng Mengyuan repeatedly confirmed to the weak girl, "After all, your work hasn't been handed over to the melon-eating masses who have already polished their eyes, ahh As far as I know, Yufeng Bomo is a person who does what she says, are you willing to give up like this for such a good opportunity?" Leng Mengyuan persuaded that there was no psychological pressure at all when she was a weak girl, anyway, it was not her who needed to work hard in the end, but An Xiaoqian!

Therefore, it is not in her interest for a weak girl to give up so simply! Of course, it is necessary to make things as big as possible, so how can it be done if you stop here?

"No, anyway, if I want to challenge Mr. Yufeng Bomo, I also want to see what level the painters at the top of the list are of the same age as us, and do we still need to improve what aspects of ourselves...... Now that even a newcomer is so wicked, I can learn something, so my sister and I have basically achieved the purpose of this face-to-face exchange meeting. ”

The eyes of the weak girl are full of perseverance, which is the gaze that only people who really love the same people may have.

"It's the same way. The girl continued.

"Congratulations, you won my sister. The Xueshen girl gracefully walked up to Ling Xing's side and stretched out her hand with a smile.

"Don't be like this, you guys are really powerful, I'm just a half-way monk!" Ling Xing said flatteredly. She deeply understands that she has completely relied on her painting style ability to open and enter a mysterious state, and she can't last long at all. So except for the part of the god that can be compared to the weak girl in school, all other aspects are crushed by the other party. If a group of SOS Artists Guild members had been judged as originally planned, their chances of winning would still be slim.

That is to say, the weak girl took the initiative to admit defeat, in fact, she hit a big luck! This self-aware Ling Xing still has, so she will not be proud of it, you know, she still has a long way to go, for example, her mother is like a moat in front of her not far away......

"Okay, then I'll announce here that the final result of Ling Xing's competition with the weak girl: Ling Xing won!" Leng Mengyuan said a little sullenly. The show is over here, how can she be happy?

"Little Mandarin, I always feel that you have some very rude expectations!" Ling Xing seemed to have a premonition of something, staring at the cold dream mandarin who looked a little decadent, and asked in a suspicious tone.

"Hehe, how can there be, Ling Xing, you actually won, I'm very happy!" Leng Mengyuan said with a forced smile.

"Can you fake it a little more!" Ling Xing didn't bother to complain, what Leng Mengyuan was thinking in his heart had already been clearly written on his face, okay?

"Forehead......" Leng Mengyuan froze there.

"Little Mandarin, hurry up and take a seat, it's up to you. Ye Zidie suddenly interjected.

"Yes, yes, I'll sit down!" Leng Mengyuan cast a grateful look at her hair leaf purple butterfly.

Thankfully, Fluttershy helped me out, and I was able to ease some of the embarrassment!

Because the fact that the girl wanted to challenge An Xiaoqian no longer existed, everyone present had no potential hostile competition. Therefore, as if making a new friend, everyone began to talk enthusiastically, completely letting go, without the feeling of crampedness and restraint just now.

The main credit for this is still due to Ling Xing, the weak girl and An Xiaoqian, who made them the existence at the bottom of the food chain. When they can't find a topic to talk about, they can already be a new topic of conversation in their own right......

By the way, since Yuan Zhiru came out of the door, he was too shy to come back. So with the help of his exclusive maid Ruoli, he left the western restaurant directly, wanting to find a quiet place to cold stem cold stem.

"By the way, who is the painter in your family who is said to be at the top of the ranking?" The chat in the box continued, chatting and chatting, Ling Xing suddenly threw out such a question.

"Of course it's our sisters' ......"

"Sister. The girl suddenly became a little sharper, and interrupted her sister very strongly.

"I'm sorry, but my mother's name is still a little secretive. The girl stood up and leaned forward slightly to apologize. "You know, but I don't want you to say it casually, the fewer people who know about it, the better. She turned her gaze to the cold mandarin duck again.

"Yes, yes, I won't say it easily. Leng Mengyuan reassured.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have asked some sensitive question. Ling Xing blamed himself a little.

"It's okay, my sister is like that sometimes. The weak girl hurriedly comforted, she admired Ling Xing's talent and potential in painting the same people, and she could be regarded as a person who had the same illness as herself, so it was normal for her not to comfort her instead of the girl who was learning the gods.

"Okay, I've been talking about it for a long time, and I guess the wine twins are about to appear, let's go downstairs and have a look?"

"Okay!"

"Agreed!"

......

Especially like Ling Xing and Ye Zidie, who had only seen 666 and had not seen other god-level painters but were full of curiosity, they were more active.

When Ling Xing got up, he suddenly felt a little dizzy in his head.

What's going on? Obviously it was fine just now......

Unfortunately, no one could give her an answer, and the feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, and soon Ling Xing felt that the scenery in her vision had begun to distort and blur.

"Wait for me ......" a faint voice.

Before the word "suddenly" could be spoken, Ling Xing's eyes turned black and he fainted directly.

Bang - the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded behind the crowd.

"What happened?" Ye Zidie subconsciously turned around, only to see Ling Xing lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

"Sister!" she hurried over, shocked.