Many people at the party secretly speculated and inferred in their hearts after Ye Miaomiao threw out the question, but no one was sure that the answer would be correct.

Especially the men, they all wanted to guess this question and got a handwritten painting from Ye Miaomiao.

All the people present, either rich or expensive, no one will care too much about jewelry and other precious things, in the hearts of these men, they can get a portrait of the pure beauty Ye Miaomiao, and this portrait is themselves, which is more meaningful and valuable than those precious jewelry.

Someone opened his mouth to say the answer, Ye Miaomiao smiled and shook her head, but did not speak.

Several people did not guess the answer, and many more people did not want to lose face, and no one guessed the answer anymore.

Fengyu smiled enchantingly: "I'll give my dear little Qingmei a scene, guess what, dear, do you want to draw a sketch portrait of two people with both hands at the same time?" ”

Ye Miaomiao was taken aback, looking at Fengyu, this demonic man was so wise that he could deduce what she wanted to do.

She smiled and nodded, sketching is not an outstanding skill, but if she sketches two different people with both hands at the same time, she believes that it is quite interesting and skillful.

"Hiss ......"

Many people make the sound of inhaling, and although sketching requires skill, not no one can do it.

Hearing Ye Miaomiao's admission to Feng Yu guessing, they all looked at Ye Miaomiao, seeing how this little princess of the Hong family, who had faded out of their circle for a long time, could paint with her left and right hands at the same time, and what would happen to the portrait she painted.

Two pieces of white paper were placed on the table, and Ye Miaomiao held a pen in each hand sideways, looking at the two peerless beauties in front of her.

Tang Manling smiled proudly, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ling Tianfeng with a provocative gaze, she didn't need to see how Ye Miaomiao's sketches were, just this time, it attracted everyone's attention and added luster to the Hong family.

Ye Miaomiao began to paint, and the people around her gathered around, surrounding Ye Miaomiao, Fengyu and Ling Feitao in the middle to watch Ye Miaomiao's wonderful display.

Ling Tianfeng's heart was heavy, she didn't expect to come up with such a trick, she knew very well that by now, the Hong family had taken the limelight!

Hong Lina on the stage, as long as the painting is okay, this talent show, Ling Feihuang will not have the slightest chance of winning.

Ling Tianfeng looked at Ling Feitao on the stage, at the critical moment, he still had to rely on this son who could only pick up girls on the surface, but was actually extremely shrewd. Just now she was a little dissatisfied with Ling Feitao's coming to power, but now she felt that she was wrong to blame her son.

She stared at Ling Feitao, no matter what method her son used to destroy Hong Lina's painting, he would get the effect she wanted.

Ling Feitao posed in the style of a jade tree facing the wind, standing in front of the table, two beautiful men and a slim and pure beauty, forming a beautiful landscape. The party was quiet, and they all watched Ye Miaomiao holding pens in both hands and drawing on two pieces of paper at the same time.

Her speed was neither fast nor slow, but her hands never stopped, and she was painting at the same time, occasionally looking up at the two handsome men.

Soon, two sketch portraits appeared on the white paper.

Ling Tianfeng was secretly anxious, he didn't understand why Ling Feitao hadn't moved, the portrait was more than half completed, and Ling Feitao was still like a statue, posing in a very charming and stylish shape, as if he was ready to be a model all the time.

Ling Tianfeng wanted to remind his son to hurry up, but in front of the public, he couldn't call out, let alone come forward to remind him, frowning slightly and staring at the three people on the stage.

Ling Feitao chuckled and looked at Ye Miaomiao: "Meow, what if I do sabotage?" ”

"Cold salad."

Ye Miaomiao glanced at Ling Feitao, not thinking that this rotten peach blossom would do such a tasteless thing.

"I want to make trouble for my dear little Qingmei, be careful of your claws."

Feng Yu smiled and threatened Ling Feitao softly.

"Don't pay attention to this rotten peach blossom, he won't be so pediatric and ungraceful."

"Meow, don't you think it's a little full?"

Ling Feitao asked with a smile.

Ye Miaomiao shook her head, and Feng Yu stared at Ling Feitao: "My little Qingmei, don't be too kind, I don't remember that you used to be so ...... Like to trust men. Rotten peach blossom, this is a good name, it sounds very comfortable. ”

Ling Feitao looked at Ye Miaomiao with a bitter face and said softly, "Meow, can you change the word in the future?" ”

"No, how can you change such a good name that matches you so well? I didn't ask you for a naming fee, it's already cheap for you. ”

"Ga ......"

Ling Feitao raised his hand to cover his chest: "Meow, my heart is cold, you hurt my heart fiercely, shattered it, but laughed it off!" ”

Fengyu raised his eyebrows: "Meow? ”

Ling Feitao looked at Fengyu with a smug smile: "Beauty, you don't even know Meowmeow's nickname, right?" You bamboo horse, you don't seem to be qualified. ”

"Shut up!"

Ye Miaomiao scolded softly, she didn't like to be disturbed when she was doing things seriously. Drawing two different portraits with both hands at the same time is very painstaking and requires concentration.

Ling Feitao and Fengyu also understood this truth, the so-called one mind cannot be used for two purposes, Ye Miaomiao is already using two minds, and if they talk again, it will disturb her painting.

Sketches of two people were quickly presented on a blank sheet of paper.

What two beauties!

Ye Miaomiao sighed, why can a man be so good-looking, more beautiful than a woman?

"Ahem......"

Ling Tianfeng saw that the two paintings were almost finished, picked up a cocktail and took a sip, pretending to be choked, coughing and reminding Ling Feitao that he should make a move.

Tang Manling immediately became alert, looked over at the three people on the stage, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Feng Yu leaning closely to Ling Feitao's side.

Ye Miaomiao stopped her pen and glanced at the two portraits a few times, and asked softly, "What do you think is wrong?" ”

Ling Feitao was full of tenderness: "Anywhere is good, as long as you draw it, how can it be bad." ”

"Fabulous!"

Fengyu was much more silent than Ling Feitao, he only said two words, he would not praise others easily, and he really felt that Ye Miaomiao's painting was very good.

He reached out and picked up two portraits from the table and showed them to all the people in his hands.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Some people immediately applauded, especially all the men, who looked at Ye Miaomiao with amazing eyes.

Painting with both hands, and painting so like a level, this little princess of the Hong family is really returning from school, and her talent is extraordinary!

"I'm not convinced, she must have prepared in advance, so this is cheating!"

A crisp and fast machine-gun sound rang out, and many eyes looked at Ling Feihuang with disdain.