The eyes of everyone present fell on Gu Xiaoqi, and she smiled detachedly and politely: "I'm sorry, I didn't plan to participate in this Wenxiu." ”

"Miss Gu is scared?" Yan Qian followed and said.

Mu Liancheng hugged Xiaoqi's waist and said in a low and powerful voice: "Xiaoqi, you don't need it. ”

Mu Liancheng's blatant protection caused dissatisfaction among many people, and Dong Meiyue said cool words without fear of death, "It's really a shame to be the girlfriend of the ninth master like this." ”

It was a very simple method of agitation, but Gu Xiaoqi had to take the bait, for the sake of Mu Liancheng.

She didn't want others to think that the woman Mu Liancheng fell in love with was a coward.

Gu Xiaoqi stood in front of the person with confidence, "Since you want to see it, then Xiaoqi will be ugly." ”

whispered a few words to the maid, and soon two easels more than one person high were placed on the table, with huge brushes lined up on both sides.

"Huh." Yan Qian smiled disdainfully, "Miss Gu, is this trying to perform and paint?" ”

"What, can't you?" Gu Xiaoqi asked politely.

"Okay, okay." Yan Qian agreed, but the expression on her face became even more contemptuous, "Miss Gu, everyone only has ten minutes, I don't know what kind of grand masterpiece Miss Gu wants to draw in this short ten minutes?" ”

Every year, most of the celebrities perform music and dance, and few people choose to paint or play chess, because these two themselves take a long time, and it is difficult to have any appreciation, unlike songs or dances, even people who are not proficient in them can understand.

Gu Xiaoqi smiled faintly, she ignored Yan Qian's provocation, but stood generously in the center of the hall.

Gu Xiaoqi washed his hands with a frank expression, took off the jewelry on his hands, and left only the bracelet given by Mu Liancheng.

Gently kissing on the bracelet, Gu Xiaoqi sat in front of the easel, took a brush in each hand, and after skillfully dipping it in ink, Gu Xiaoqi did not hesitate to put down the pen and wandered, and the human shape gradually appeared on the rice paper.

Every stroke is amazingly beautiful, and the slenderness of the bare hands takes advantage of the ink black, but in three or two minutes, the outline is outlined.

"This Ninth Master?" Liu Ruoxue looked at the easel on the left in shock, and the calm on her face disappeared.

As long as anyone with eyes can see that Gu Xiaoqi's painting is Mu Liancheng, although the characters in the painting have no facial features and are all ink, but with just one glance, you can determine, and the other painting is naturally Gu Xiaoqi.

"It's ...... Draw with both hands! Mu Shilian exclaimed.

Mu Kexin subconsciously asked, "Aunt Shilian, what is a two-handed painting!" ”

Mu Shilian explained proudly: "A stroke and a painting, a mountain, a river and a world." It is rumored that there are people in the world who can multi-purpose and paint with both hands, and not only that, but the two paintings will be slightly different. But I've never heard of someone being able to draw two different paintings with two hands, and Xiaoqi really surprised me. ”

Listening to Mu Shilian's undisguised praise, Yan Qian and the others' faces became even more unsightly.

Dong Meiyue muttered unwillingly: "Isn't it just painting two paintings, what's the big deal!" ”

There was the one who couldn't get used to Dong Meiyue and went straight back, "Since it's nothing remarkable, why don't you try it too, and just compete with Miss Gu." ”

"I, I'm not going!" Dong Meiyue was stunned, she stomped her feet and said, "I'm not good at painting, whoever wants to go will go!" ”

The tongue outside the venue did not affect Gu Xiaoqi at all, she immersed herself in the painting, concentrating and indulging.

From the perspective of outsiders, painting with both hands is just a simple hands-on, but the painter himself knows that such a painting is very painstaking, and Gu Xiaoqi is the first time to paint it in his life.

In her previous life, she was locked up in Mu Mansion, and she couldn't see anyone else except Mu Liancheng, and she hated Mu Liancheng the most, so she could only play with herself, and she learned to draw with her hands at that time.

It's just that in the past, she painted Mu Liancheng because of hatred, but now it is because of the inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

This man seems to be indifferent but is actually attentive and affectionate, he will calmly eat the dark dishes she burns, will support her when she is bullied, will give her enough face in front of outsiders, and will use all means to spoil her to the sky.

All kinds of things in the past life are just fleeting, and in this life, she will definitely change her life against the sky.

Ten minutes are about to arrive, and Gu Xiaoqi's movements are getting faster and faster, and the characters are becoming clearer and clearer.

Bite!

The bell rings, and the brush stops.

Gu Xiaoqi put down his sore arm, and then fell into a warm embrace.

She felt the familiar taste, and called without replying: "Ninth Master." ”

"I'm here." Mu Liancheng's originally calm heart became restless, and his Xiaoqi grew up.

After hugging for a while, Gu Xiaoqi pushed Mu Liancheng away and said indifferently: "Everyone, please look, this is my work - "New Life""

"Freshmen?"

"Yes!" Not only her new life, but also Mu Liancheng's new life.

Everyone was amazed, Gu Xiaoqi called the maid, and then saw the two of them carrying the easel and putting the two paintings together.

"This, this is ......" this time everyone couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

The characters that were originally painted separately are put together and turned into a whole painting, and the gaze of the fascination is also opposite in the painting, revealing a trace of affection.

Many people at the scene are probably thinking in their hearts: A Wenxiu can also show affection, it's really shameless!

"Xiaoqi, I don't know how many surprises you have!" Mu Liancheng was the most surprised, although Gu Xiaoqi had never rejected him, but he had never clearly expressed his liking, this time was probably the most revealing of her feelings.

Let him know that the girl in his heart also likes him.

In this literary show, it is no surprise that Gu Xiaoqi won, but some people did not stop there.

Liu Ruoxue walked out of the crowd and said softly: "Miss Gu, I didn't expect your painting skills to be so good, Ruoxue wants to challenge you." ”

Still coming? Gu Xiaoqi's head was big, and the anger she had been suppressing soared directly.

Did these people gang up to bully her because they saw that she was easy to talk to?

Okay, well, since that's the case, let them see if Gu Xiaoqi is a soft persimmon after all!

Xiaoqi didn't smile, and said domineeringly: "Since that's the case, let's come together, as long as you want to challenge me Gu Xiaoqi, I'll take it all!" ”

Bite off more than one can chew!

Yan Qian and the others glanced at each other, and they all stood up, "I want to challenge!" ”

The four of them happen to be good at four aspects. Dong Meiyue is good at dancing, Yan Qian is good at singing, Mu Kexin plays the piano well, and as for Liu Ruoxue, she knows everything, and the most prominent of them is painting.

Gu Xiaoqi didn't know this, but she was full of confidence in herself, looking at the beauties with different styles on the other side, Xiaoqi stood proudly, "Time is tight, the four of you together!" ”

Liu Ruoxue took the first step and agreed: "Okay! ”

The four of them were discussing the music, and someone shouted loudly: "It's rare to see such a wonderful literary fight, why don't you come to some color?" ”

"Mu Si is right! I have a Swiss watch, it's not worth much, just have fun. ”

"I'll take a bracelet and bet on Sister Kexin to win."

"I'm also betting on Sister Kexin."

"I'm crushing."

The juniors were lively and coaxing, and the elders didn't say anything.

But in such a bunch of people, except for Mu Shilian, who pressed a pair of earrings, no one else pressed Xiaoqi to win.

Suddenly, Mu Liancheng also walked over, and his momentum was awe-inspiring, forcing everyone to take a step back.

Standing still in front of the platform, Mu Liancheng took off the wrench on the thumb of his left hand and put it on, "I'll press Xiaoqi." ”

"Liancheng, no!"

"Ninth Master, how can this work!"

Almost all of them spoke out against it.

Because that wrench is nothing else, it is the identity symbol of the head of the Mu family.

Although there is no practical benefit from getting the wrench, as a member of the Mu family, there is no one who does not covet this thing.

Originally, it was just for fun, but after Mu Liancheng's words were finished, Yan Qian and the others were pulled over by the family, and they warned them with their faces.

"Kexin, you must win!"

"Qianqian, you have to work hard in this game!"

"Mitsuki, if you lose the game, don't call me father!"

"Ruoxue, you, look at it."

The four of them stood in the center of the arena with high morale, Yan Qian sacrificed her killer feature and chose a song "Jiangshan Snow", which has both the expressive magnanimity and the beauty of her daughter, Mu Kexin played the tune, and Dong Meiyue danced.

The three of them really sold their strength, and even the Mu family, who was familiar with them, couldn't help but clap their hands again and again.

At the end of the song, Mu Kexin's painting was completed.

A picture of a beautiful woman is vivid, and even the style of the corners of the eyes and eyebrows is vividly painted, and the person seems to be alive.

"Good, good! Now Sister Kexin and they must have won, look at how this Gu Xiaoqi ends! ”

"That is, in the Mu family, you dare to hold it up, do you really think that it is some unpopular place?"

"Hey, it looks like the ninth master's wrench is going to lose!"

The people who were still praising Gu Xiaoqi just now said cool things one after another, as if they had seen Gu Xiaoqi lose.

Gu Xiaoqi didn't see a trace of panic, she still looked indifferent.

It's Xiaoqi's turn to play, she is only one person, so she chose a lighter pipa for the instrument.

Barefoot into Fang Cai's ink tank, the soles of his feet stained with ink. Gu Xiaoqi plucked the strings and sang loudly in his mouth: "If you send a love for this string, the northbound distance echoes it, and then take out this paulownia wood piano for you, I will play it so ......attentively."

With the singing and music, Gu Xiaoqi danced barefoot on the brocade step, and the skirt was stained with ink and smeared.

One piano and one song and one person, with poignant music in the ethereal, like crying, strong and longing emotions come to the face, making it difficult to breathe.

"You hold your fingers and make butterflies fly up from the window frame, fly over my fingertips and eyebrows, breathing just because you are gradually quiet, blowing the lamp and letting me hug you......"

Holding the pipa and spinning rapidly, bringing ripples on the brocade cloth, at this moment everyone forgot the time, forgot the location, and only saw the jade beauty in front of them.