"That's right! Where did Yun Qi go? Why didn't you see him when you entered the venue? ”

"Leave him alone, this kid has been in the turmoil of adolescence recently, and he is in a bad mood, and he can't be provoked, and he can't be provoked."

The two of them whispered this, and I don't know who in front of them suddenly shouted in a surprised tone: "Huh! Have you noticed that the style of this painting is very familiar? ”

Old man Mi was talking to a few old friends, and when he heard it, he didn't bother to say hello, so he rushed over to squeeze through the crowd, grabbed the other party's hand and said eagerly, "Have you seen it?" Have you seen it there? ”

The one who spoke just now was a middle-aged man, wearing a suit that didn't fit well, and he was suddenly cramped when he was pulled by Old Man Mi like this.

"I ...... Let me think about it! ”

"It's okay to think about it, you think slowly."

Dai Jinhai also rushed over and patted Old Man Mi on the shoulder seriously, "Don't be surprised, don't you know how old you are?" With such a big reaction. ”

Old Man Mi let out a long sigh, "How long has this been?" The people haven't been found yet, and the paintings have won gold medals, but what about the people? ”

The reason why they held such a big celebration party and invited so many people was to expand their influence, hoping that the people who painted would know and stand up for themselves.

Of course, they can't just say that they are looking for someone to paint, so as not to cause trouble, and when the time comes, a group of people who are impersonating and want to be famous and want to go crazy.

Or it's to use it to build relationships.

They only say that the painter is a mysterious person with a low-key personality, but as long as he is the real owner, he will definitely know the inside story when he sees his work.

I'm definitely going to find it.

That's the International Young Painter, the Gold Award.

The world knows that fame and fortune are good things that no one will not be impressed.

"Don't worry! We won't run away, waiting for each other to find us at any time! ”

A frightened thought jumped out of Mi Lao's mind, and he gasped and said, "Do you think the original painter will have an accident and die?" ”

"Shut up!" Dai Jinhai's nose was about to be crooked, "You crow's mouth, why don't you say something good." ”

"Bah, bah, bah...... My fault, my fault......" Old Man Mi finished speaking, and went to urge the middle-aged man again, "Have you thought of it?" Where did you see it? ”

The people around also heard it, and someone joked: "The person you want to talk about must not be Professor Yu!" ”

"That's it!"

Someone chimed in, "Anyone with eyes can see that this style is very similar to Professor Yu, but it is obviously more delicate and affectionate than his style." ”

"I've already checked it, no!"

Old man Mi muttered in his heart, how can anyone with a discerning eye see it? They all stinky and shameless, as if they were very professional.

The middle-aged man was even more embarrassed by this remark and said, "I...... I remember. ”

"Say!"

"Where did you see that?"

"In ...... I'm in the clothing business. I was fortunate enough to see the original design of designer J at Xinyuan Garment Factory, and I think this style is very similar to that of designer J. ”

Chen Cuihua heard it on the periphery, and her face became ugly, "This little witch, what should I do?" How can the precious original design manuscript be shown casually. ”

Gong Xiheng said good things for his friend, "Maybe it was an inadvertent glance, Xiao Wu is already very responsible." ”

"No! Warn him and show him nothing. "Humph! Let him hit his own small report if he is fine, and take the opportunity to give him eye medicine.

"Yes, yes...... Warnings don't work! ”