Upstairs it was drizzling and the sound of rain was dripping.

It rained for several days, and it seemed that the air was fresh.

Mu Sheng lives in Huo's house, and when he asked, it was the smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the hospital, not the kind that was particularly bitter, but with a little bit of just the right amount of astringency, which made people feel happy.

Mu Sheng slept in the middle of the night last night, and last night, the M medical team told her about the situation of Mrs. Yu, and they studied it, and it was midnight after speaking.

She stretched and saw Huo Shuming weeding inside with Xingchen.

"Godfather, I'm here to help you too."

Huo Shuming hurriedly stood up and waved his hand to her: "You just stand there obediently, don't move." ”

Huo Shuming was also afraid of her hands!

Mu Sheng pursed his lips, as for being so disgusted?

Huo Shuming saw her come out, and he didn't plan to work anymore, so he walked out with Xingchen and asked her, "Aren't you going to participate in that exhibition?" ”

Huo Shuming doesn't particularly pay attention to the art world, but he knows that Mu Sheng is Gongzi Wuhua.

And today is the day when the Crane Song Exhibition is launched.

"Well, I'll go after lunch."

Xingchen looked at Mu Sheng: "Auntie, can I go?" ”

Mu Sheng squatted down in front of him, looked at him at eye level, and tapped his fingertips on the tip of his nose: "Auntie is going there for something, you will be at home obediently, and your aunt will come back to buy you something delicious." ”

After lunch, Mu Sheng left early, but instead of going to the Heming Exhibition, she went to a hotel.

She originally made an appointment with Lu Yao to see a doctor at her house, but Mu Taoan moved in, and she couldn't let him know about this matter, so she could only make an appointment in the hotel.

……

Lu Yao's treatment is hypnosis.

By the time Mu Sheng woke up, it had been more than an hour.

Her eyes were misty, and when she first opened them, she was a little dazed, like a fawn that had lost itself in the jungle and was separated from her family.

It's very distressing.

Lu Yao thought about it in a blink of an eye, she was only nineteen years old, and she was still a child.

Even if it shows some fragile expression, it's not a big deal.

"Shengsheng, this time the situation is still the same as before, you can't ask anything, and you still only say the three numbers 052."

Lu Yao once wanted to hypnotize Mu Sheng deeply, but she found that she couldn't do it.

Mu Sheng pursed his lips, but he was not surprised.

Lu Yao glanced at her and said, "I have asked my teacher to help you find the contact information of Mr. S, he has a wider network than me, and there should be clues." ”

This is also the only thing Lu Yao can comfort Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng is even calmer than her.

……

The Crane Song Exhibition has begun, and in the exhibition hall, there is an endless stream of people, all of whom are very emotional people, and those who can afford to see the Crane Ming Exhibition are people with rich assets.

So from the very beginning, the Crane Ming Exhibition has been very eye-catching.

In addition, the popularity brought by Fan Shuo, Mu Sheng and Zhou Yonglin, this Crane Song Exhibition is even more unprecedentedly high.

Most people, after seeing Fan Shuo's paintings, want to find Gongzi Wuhua's paintings.

But after looking around, I didn't see Gongzi Wuhua's painting.

Someone ridiculed: "It can't be that this son Wuhua is afraid, right?" ”

"He's just an online painter, seriously, men and women don't know, he dares to call Fan Shuo, who is a member of the Painting Association, how bold he is!"

Insiders look at the doorway, laymen, just watch the excitement and eat a melon.

After all, such a good show is also rare.

The largest exhibition hall in the capital is overcrowded at this time.

And Fan Shuo is walking with Zhou Yonglin.

Because he couldn't see through Zhou Yonglin's thoughts, Fan Shuo also wanted to set it. Set his words.

Want to know that he sent that micro. Beau, what the hell does it mean!

While the two were talking, Fan Shuo also knew his thoughts.

He didn't know why those paintings were so similar, but he just felt that plagiarists must not be tolerated!

Fan Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest, he was a little afraid of Zhou Yonglin, don't look at this person's young age, but he is indeed the vice president of the Painting Association, and he has great power.

While the two were talking, someone ran over and said, "Two teachers, the organizer is here." ”

The two looked at each other and walked towards the door.

The man was wearing a pink suit, with a thin figure and a face that had brought disaster to the country and the people, and he was a very beautiful person.

It's just that this pink suit is ...... It's really a riot!

The men who were with him hated to stay away from him. Huaxia Library

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Fu, please inside." Fan Shuo greeted him first.

"Childe Wuhua didn't come?"

Fan Shuo: "He hasn't come yet, Mr. Jiang, this person is probably scared and weak-hearted, so he doesn't dare to come." ”

Now Zhou Yonglin, who was beside him, glanced at Fan Shuo with disdain.

It's just that Fan Shuo's eyes were full of the two bosses in front of him at this time, so he naturally didn't notice his expression.

Jiang Liwei doesn't know how to draw, the main thing is that he is the organizer, that is, he came to show his face, by the way, eat a melon, but there is nothing else.

It's just that as soon as I came in, I heard Fan Shuo's words, and I frowned immediately.

glanced at him very indifferently and said, "Mr. Fan and that Gongzi Wuhua's paintings are indeed somewhat similar, who do you think copied whom?" ”

Fan Shuo didn't expect that as soon as Jiang Liwei came in, he asked such a sharp question, and for a while, his brain didn't react.

But in the end, he is a person who has experienced many winds and waves, and he quickly reacted, and he was filled with righteous indignation: "Plagiarism, it's shameful, I never disdain to do plagiarism, as for this son Wuhua, he is an online painter, what level he has, we don't know ......"

At this moment, Jiang Liwei interrupted him: "Since you don't know anything, how can you say that he is too weak to come?" ”

"No matter what his paintings are, he is a person who does things above board, and he has never said that you are not half a sentence on the Internet, but you have always been rhythmic on the Internet."

If Childe Wuhua really wants to fight back, he can knock him out as long as he takes out the time to paint.

"And you, when you come up, you will say that Gongzi Wuhua's heart is weak and he doesn't dare to come, you wait carefully, your face is swollen."

The corners of Fan Shuoqi's mouth were crooked.

Jiang Liwei doesn't know how to paint, but he has been in the shopping mall for so many years, and he has practiced it with a human eye.

And he didn't expect that what he said, in the end, would become a prophecy!

Fan Shuo's face was dull, and he was angry, but he couldn't find anything to refute the man.

In the end, I could only grit my teeth and leave.

Jiang Liwei was wandering around the exhibition alone, and suddenly noticed a red figure in the afterglow.

But the man walked quickly, and disappeared around the corner in an instant.

He pursed his lips, thinking that he might have mistaken it.

It's also strange, during this time, it seems that this red figure can always be seen.

……

And that Mr. Fu followed the woman in the red dress and stood in a quiet place.

It's quite well-behaved: "Auntie." ”

The woman glanced at him, her fingertips curling her hair, and her voice was crisp: "When did you come back?" Why didn't you go to the old house? ”

"I just came to the capital today, and I'm going to see my grandfather tomorrow."

It's so well-behaved and it's tough. Big surprise.

After the woman knew that he would go to the old mansion, she nodded slightly and said, "I'll just come to the exhibition and have a look, you feel free, don't worry about me." ”

"Hmm."

"Auntie, I'll go first......"

"Wait, who is the man in a pink suit who just came in with you?"

The corners of her mouth seemed to be smiling, but when she looked closely, there was nothing.

Pink suits, in the black suits of a group of men, do have this kind of eye-catching!

It's just the focus!

But don't say it, just his appearance can stand up, and he wears a kind of wind and snow, a little evil, a little ruffian.

"His name is Jiang Liwei, and he is one of the organizers of this time."

"What do you ask him for?"

"It's so sassy......"

Man: "........."

Also...... That's true.

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Zhou Yonglin was not with Jiang Liwei, he found a quiet place and sent a message to Mu Sheng.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Fan Shuo here is about to belittle her worthless.

Although he was scolded by Jiang Liwei, as far as Jiang Liwei knew about him, this person would not give up.

Mu Sheng was on the way by car at this time, and when she saw the message Zhou Yonglin sent her, she tapped her fingertips and replied:

[Don't worry about him, let him perish, first make him crazy.] 】

Zhou Yonglin: "........."

And he said, "This little beast; Raw is not a fuel-efficient lamp!