Just when everyone was extremely obsessed with the person in the painting, Liu Zining's eyes darkened slightly, the slender fingers in his sleeve tightly grasped the handkerchief in his hand, and he bit his lower lip fiercely to restrain his urge to ruin the painting, his pink lips were stained with a few traces of blood, and a trace of saltiness on the tip of his tongue made Liu Zining come back to his senses, his face was blue, and his eyes were cold and glanced at the pity rain on the side, the mercy rain understood, nodded, turned around and left gently, and no one paid attention.

No one knew that the legs of Miss Liu Zining, who was standing quietly, had begun to tremble, looking at the smiling appearance of the person in the painting, Liu Zining was so angry for the first time! So hateful! This is more hateful than the insult that those sisters brought to her in the past! is also one of the four beauties in Kyoto, she Ling Qingyun is only at the bottom, and she is well-deserved as the first beauty in Kyoto! But what about now? What is this? In order to one day leave her appearance and her name on the beauty picture, when she was small, only eight years old, she knew this beauty picture, she has been working hard for it, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all fine, singing, dancing and vocal music are also slightly involved, only she knows how tired and bitter Miss Liu San has been! While dealing with the sisters' stumbling blocks from time to time, she did not dare to relax in her practice, and when she practiced the piano, her ten fingers, which now looked green and tender, were swollen like ten carrots, and her jade-like nails were broken again and again; When playing chess, she stayed up for several nights, studying chess games, just to teach her chess master, Mr. Junzhu: Your talent is no less than the praise of your teacher; When practicing calligraphy, although there is no good story of the ancient king and sage washing the pen into an ink pool, the efforts of the chopsticks that once could not hold the chopsticks when eating have the name of "book beauty" in Kyoto; When painting, she also forgot to sleep and eat for this reason, and read all the masterpieces of famous artists, until now she can confuse the real with the fake; When singing, I didn't even dare to relax when I was suffering from the wind and cold, and when I danced, I practiced with the pain of a foot injury, and I have today's dancing posture that is as light as a swallow and as soft as water......

Because I don't know when the painter of the beauty picture observes the beauty, every time she goes out, her posture is always the most dignified, the most moving, the smile on her face is the perfect smile she doesn't know how many times she has practiced in the mirror, even if it is, every time she goes home, every place is stiff and unbearable, she is also willing! I don't understand how much she wants to have a picture of her beauty, because all she wants is an affirmation, an affirmation that her years of hard work have not been in vain, and that her childhood dream has finally come true, that's all.

And now, she has reached the end of her life, and she will never have the opportunity to climb this glorious picture that represents the longing of all women! How could she not hate!

At this time, Ling Ziqi, who came back to his senses in the crowd, suddenly said in doubt: "Hey, why is the person in this painting so similar to the eldest sister?" Take a closer look, a person who is alive and well. ”

Ling Qingyun raised her head lightly, from the moment she saw the corner of the skirt, she knew that the person in the painting was herself in the "Hongke Building" that day, but why did Ling Ziqi, who has always had a lot of eyes, point it out now? Isn't that self-explanatory? Why repeat?

Liu Zining smiled stiffly: "Miss Ling, good, blessed." ”

Liu Zining's stiff tone made Ling Qingyun feel a little, and after glancing at Ling Ziqi, Ling Qingyun smiled: "Where, this, Qingyun herself doesn't know." ”

Liu Zining didn't seem to hear it, as if she had some magic obstacles, she looked at Ling Qingyun's face fixedly, and didn't say a word, Ling Qingyun was helpless, so she had to interrupt: "Miss Liu? Miss Liu? ”

Liu Zining hurried before everyone came back to their senses, retracted the eyes just now, lowered her eyes, and looked like a dignified and noble woman.