In front of everyone's eyes, Lin Tianyang simply threw his manhood out of the clouds, with a flattering smile on his face: "If Miss Wang has a high opinion, but it doesn't matter, I will listen to Miss Wang!"

There was a burst of chuckles in the crowd, and many painters with dull faces looked at Lin Tianyang with a humble appearance of nodding and bowing, and felt even more ashamed: they just lost to a person who was so afraid of guilt?

But after a little thought, they were quickly relieved.

In Mobei City, no matter who marries a woman like Wang Ziyan back home, I am afraid that they will have to be the ancestors......

Lin Tianyang looked at everyone's strange eyes, and he couldn't say the bitterness in his heart.

It's not because of her background that he sells Wang Ziyan's face so much, but because he really doesn't dare to be presumptuous at the moment: Wang Ziyan just arrested him from Fengmanlou in the morning, and at this time, don't you pretend to be well-behaved and likable, do you want to have a good life?

No matter what his intentions were, his gentle and considerate smile made Wang Ziyan very useful, and the invisible murderous aura suddenly disappeared.

Wang Ziyan looked at Zhang Xuanhe with a smile: "Zhang Gongzi, the previous gambling contract was just Lin Gongzi's fighting spirit, now that the victory and defeat have been divided, in order to avoid hurting the harmony between the two parties, I will dare to call the shots and invalidate this gambling contract, I don't know what Zhang Gongzi wants?"

She spoke like this, which is tantamount to saving her face, and eliminating a catastrophe invisibly, where does Zhang Xuanhe dare to have an opinion, he nodded hurriedly and agreed: "This is very good, everything is up to Miss Wang!"

The eyes of the other painters also showed gratitude, although they didn't understand why Wang Ziyan would speak for their people, but everyone was happy to accept the current ending.

The spectacle of painting teachers and students eating white cloth was hopeless, and the onlookers were disappointed for a while, and when many people were disappointed, there was a look of doubt in their eyes.

Isn't Wang Ziyan in a gang with Lin Tianyang?

Why are you actually helping Zhang Xuanhe speak?

Lin Tianyang was already so angry that his cheeks were bulging.

He racked his brains to calculate the sum of ten double-digit figures, and reluctantly paid the price of a Yuan Ling Pill to win the competition perfectly, but Wang Ziyanyun said a few words lightly, and let Zhang Xuanhe go so easily.

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and his eyes were so angry that there was a green light: "Could it be that Zhang Xuanheben's surname is Wang?"

Seeing that Wang Ziyan kept the face of all the art galleries in Mobei City, Mu Liansheng was also relieved, and bowed his hand and said: "Miss Wang is well aware of righteousness, knowledgeable and reasonable, and acts in a really good manner, on behalf of all the art galleries in Mobei, I sincerely thank Miss Wang!"

"Mr. Mu, don't worry, I only said that the gambling contract will be invalidated, but it doesn't mean that today's matter is over. Wang Ziyan smiled lightly, but it made the hearts of all the painters who had just put it down suddenly lifted again.

Lin Tianyang's eyes lit up: "I know how she could let go of this group of people so easily!"

The onlookers also regained their spirits, and all of them stretched their necks.

Mu Liansheng's face was a little ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "What does Miss Wang mean, you might as well say it directly!"

There was displeasure in his voice, Wang Ziyan smiled lightly, and said: "Mr. Mu, don't be angry first, although Zhang Gongzi doesn't have to honor the gambling contract, but in any case, your behavior in the past few days has indeed caused great damage to the reputation of Qingjiang Art Museum, and you must not be a deny to this, right?"

Mu Liansheng and the others froze, Wang Ziyan was right, they had occupied the Qingjiang Art Gallery in the past few days, driving all the students and teachers out of the door, Zhang Xuanhe's two long banners were even more dazzling, such an act was indeed a great humiliation to the Qingjiang Art Gallery.

"What Miss Wang said is very true, we are not people who can't afford to lose, as long as it is not too much, we are willing to compensate. Mu Liansheng knew that today's events could not be revealed in just a few words, and he immediately expressed his attitude for many painters.

Zhang Xuanhe nodded even more like pounding garlic, as long as you don't eat cloth, it's easy to say anything!

Wang Ziyan smiled and saluted, and said: "Mr. Mu is really a painter, dare to act, my conditions are also very simple, the paintings you have made here today are exquisite, precious and abnormal, in order to make up for the loss of the Qingjiang Art Gallery in the past few days, please also leave these paintings in the Qingjiang Art Gallery." ”

"Huh?" Mu Liansheng was a little surprised.

The ink treasures of these people are indeed precious in Mobei City, but in front of Lin Tianyang, who can say that these paintings have been copied perfectly, I am afraid that they can only be worthless.

Mu Liansheng couldn't believe his ears: "What Miss Wang said is true?"

"Of course it's true, but I still have one condition. Wang Ziyan's eyes showed a sly gaze, and her eyes were full of brilliance: "I also want to ask you to leave a payment on your respective paintings, and indicate that this painting is used to celebrate Qingjiang Art Gallery becoming the first art gallery in Mobei City!"

Her voice was clear, but it exploded in the hearts of Mu Liansheng and others like earth-shattering thunder.

They finally understood Wang Ziyan's plan!

All of this is because they can't see Qingjiang Art Museum become the first art gallery, and Wang Ziyan put forward such a request to force them to prove to everyone that they recognize Qingjiang Art Museum as the first in Mobei!

Wang Ziyan seems to be thinking about the art galleries, but there is a hidden blade in her words.

The knife does not see blood, it is for the heart!

Mu Liansheng is a character who has already lived a fine life, how could he not understand Wang Ziyan's plan, and immediately his face became gloomy: "Miss Wang, you are saying this a bit too much. ”