Chapter 140: Black Powder and Heartwarming Powder

The little girl, who was no longer as tall as his Nan Guo Mo's thighs, sat on the high chair specially customized for her by the Calligraphy and Painting Association, with her hands on her knees and a faint expression. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Her eyes were gloomy, and she glanced at him deeply, with a helpless face, just like looking at an ignorant child, and responded softly: "Compete and compete." ”

He still remembers how dazzling the pearl on her head was, how extravagant the little red cheongsam on her body was, and how vicious the eyes around her despised him were.

He felt as if he had become shorter, and all the eyes that looked at him were looking down.

He still firmly believes that she was revealing one meaning all over her body at that time: despised, despised.

Oh, yes! He has been studying calligraphy and painting for more than 20 years, but he proposed to compete "fairly" with a five-year-old child!

But he felt that he was not wrong!

Since she is a calligrapher and painter who can receive an invitation alone! Then he can't bully the small!

What's more, she was invited at the age of five, how many people who have worked hard all their lives are not resentful?

He was just obedient to the heart.

He firmly believes in this truth.

Of course, after the competition, he also thought about whether others despised him because he didn't do his best? Gao Pan, a person who can attend the annual meeting alone?

However, he simply threw this idea behind him and did not take it seriously.

Hehe, thinking about it like this, it's an insult to yourself!

Although years have passed, every time he thinks of that day, he can still recall every detail.

Under the watchful eyes of many seniors, he mustered up the courage and seriously painted an atmospheric ink-splashed landscape.

He performed very well that day, and the master once praised him, "There is a big pattern and magnanimity in the landscape, and this son has an unlimited future in the landscape!" He came prepared, but he just re-painted, how could he miss?

But Zhen Xingxing just sat on the stool, like a king sitting on the throne, motionless.

She performed on the spot by controlling more than a dozen brushes to paint at the same time, and it took twice as much time as him to draw a picture of withered bamboo.

It was a fine brush.

Under the withered bamboo, a few fresh bamboo shoots come to life.

He admired it very much, just like the others who witnessed this magical skill, and at the same time he secretly vowed to go home and practice this skill.

After all, it was because of this hand that Zhen Xingxing got the invitation letter from the Calligraphy and Painting Association.

Until......

Zhen happily smiled and picked up a brush, and said "You are very good, I am optimistic about you" while waving his small hand, and inscribed two lines of Juanxiu small block on the painting: Bamboo shoot picture, gift to Mr. Nanguo.

The proud young man's heart was shattered at that moment.

His resentment towards Zhen Xingxing had just shattered, and when he heard the faint ridicule around him, his resentment reassembled and became more indestructible than ever.

The cautious literati are so damaged.

A painting, openly and secretly, also damaged his father, who couldn't avoid people.

Withered bamboo and tender bamboo shoots, hehe!

In particular, the words "Mr. Nanguo" have left a deep imprint on their father and son.

It's a lot of money! Fill up the numbers!

In order to maintain his father's reputation, he challenged, but was severely slashed, and he lost all his face.

What's even more hateful is that in the eyes of outsiders, she didn't do anything, and the humiliation he felt was just that he thought too much.

He also had to happily frame the painting she had given him and hang it in a conspicuous place.

Oh, yes! She is so forgiving and generous! In the face of the elder's unsteady provocation, he sat quietly, his hands were lightly clenched, and even the angle of his chin was raised perfectly.

is worthy of being the daughter of a big family, she was born with the ability to laugh and be proud of the world, not to mention that she is so talented?

Shi Zu's face was pale, and he glanced at him in disappointment; The seniors all stood next to Zhen Xingxing's painting and observed it carefully; His peers laughed and called him in a weird way: "Mr. Nanguo, I'm optimistic about you!" ”

"Heroes come out of teenagers", "Little girls are open-minded and will become big", "This painting is really cheap, that kid" ......

In the eyes of the world, there are only winners, and losers will not be remembered.

Everyone was young and frivolous, and before the real collision, he didn't expect the other party to be so strong.

Especially in the following years, he went farther and farther on the road of Zhen Heifan, but he was constantly picked up by Zhen Xingxing, and when everyone praised her for her deep understanding of righteousness and her big belly, he could only taste the cruelty of that woman in the dark night.

is obviously full of fangs, but the world thinks she is tolerant and generous, and wisdom and beauty coexist......

Hehe.

The father and son joined hands to open the black, and the two were also annoying, and Weibo set up that only fans could comment.

Zhen Xingxing's iron fan would vomit three liters of blood in anger every time he pounced.

Fan Zhen has been happy for a long time, and her arrogance has learned a little, and she would rather hold her breath than pay attention to those sunspots!

So they gradually developed the habit of watching the broadcast.

If there is demand, we can promote the development of related industries, which is the only way for industrial development.

Therefore, it is not a lie that a Zhen happy can feed a vote of people.

For example, now, media friends immediately dutifully cut the famous "Mr. Nan Guo" revelations into pieces, added fuel and materials, and mixed up some "If you want to be beautiful and happy sister, you only need XXXX" or "The author thinks this person is begging again, squirting feces, what do you think" and the like, casually upload it to the official account, and click on it and it will swarm.

can't go to Nan Guo Se's father and son's Weibo to scold, where are happy fans going to express their anger?

Hee-hee, everywhere.

As a result, Zhen Xingxing continued to provide a way out for another vote of God Commentator.

When Zhen Xingxing looked up at the wide-eyed Niu chick in front of him in embarrassment, there was already gunsmoke on the Internet.

"Ho ho ho, happy sister! This is a chick that has just been touched from the back kitchen! Mom is really! How can I starve you! You see your arms aren't as thick as my braids! You go there and sit and I'll wash the dishes for you!! ”

Niu Xiaoniu occupied the right time and place, kissed her mother greatly, thanked her for ventilating the news and heroically protecting her idol, swooped into the back kitchen, and saw Zhen Xingxing, who she thought about day and night.

Knowing that the idol hadn't eaten lunch yet, he immediately went into the back kitchen, snatched the milk soup that Daddy had just made, paired it with her favorite velvet cake, and sent it to the dishwashing room with graciously.

After seeing Zhen Xingxing, she didn't dare to look at her directly, her face was flushed, she picked up Zhen Xingxing lightly, put her on the stool and sat down, then stuffed the dinner plate into her arms, pulled the dish towel in her hand, buried her head in the sink, shook her meaty arms, and started to do it.

"Let me tell you, those black fans are P! It's not uncommon for me to quarrel with them! They don't know about you, so they spread rumors! I don't have a good time, and I say bad things about others every day! Do you say it's a pervert? I think it's ......."

Zhen Xingxing looked at the plate in his hand, and then looked at the cow chick who was fluttering on the edge of the sink, listening to her constant complaints, feeling her hot care, a little dumbfounded.

She knew that she had a fan group, called the Warm Heart Group, and she had met it before, but she didn't expect to meet another one today, and it was still a chattering heifer.

Someone once infiltrated Jack Sue's team just to tie her hair with his own hands; There were also people who waited at her door every day, followed by the speeding car to escort her to school, and it has not stopped for several years; There were also people who searched for her for many days in the hunting area, and followed her from afar, because they heard that she was traveling alone......