Following Wang Linkai to attend the event, Xiao Baoju followed the old man throughout the whole process, paying close attention to the old man's every move throughout the whole process. It can be said that it is meticulous, and today's award ceremony is also full of media, including Wang Tingting and Liu Siqi.

"Mr. Xiao, can you tell us about this work you participated in this competition?" Liu Siqi sat down and got up to ask Xiao Baoju questions for an interview. Only Xiao Baoju can read a trace of cunning in Liu Siqi's eyes. This girl is holding back!

"My work is before the competition, I went to Liao Zhai Garden, I sat opposite the Liuquan stele, and my eyes seemed to see the process of Mr. Pu writing Liao Zhai. I can only reproduce the scene I saw! And among them, I would like to thank my teacher, Mr. Wang Linkai, if it were not for the teacher's guidance, I am afraid that this work would not have won the award! Thank you! Xiao Baoju's answer was decent, and people couldn't find fault with it.

Who is the dark horse of this year's calligraphy and painting competition? Who is the biggest winner? The well-deserved one is Xiao Baoju. The most shocked person should be Huang Xiaoxia. Because since Xiao Baoju won the award, the parents of the children who had learned to draw with Xiao Baoju have come to the store again, strongly asking their children to continue to learn to paint with Xiao Baoju. However, where is Huang Xiaoxia going to get them a Xiao Baoju now?

Huang Xiaoxia, who opened a beauty shop, is not having a good time. Because she found that she had participated in a lot of training, and the lecturers told it beautifully, but it was very difficult to implement. As a result, Huang Xiaoxia found out that she had become a so-called direct sales refugee. Talking about various marketing models, but the quality of the products is not up to par. In this way, failure is inevitable.

However, Huang Xiaoxia is currently facing an economic crisis such as overdue credit cards, so when these parents came again, Huang Xiaoxia's mind became active. Can Xiao Baoju still ignore his relationship with his husband and wife for several years?

Although Huang Xiaoxia is Xiao Baoju's ex-wife, when she walked into Wang Linkai Art Center with this identity, Huang Xiaoxia's heart couldn't help but tremble. After all, it's an ex-wife, "You... Hello, where does Xiao Baoju work? Huang Xiaoxia walked into the gate of the art center and saw Xu Yan in the courtyard, so she had to be bold enough to ask.

"Are you looking for a treasure horse? You are? Xu Yan looked at it when he heard it, and saw that she was a young woman with a good appearance.

"I... I'm his friend! "Huang Xiaoxia doesn't know how to introduce herself!

"Oh, walk in through this door, and go up the stairs straight to the second floor!" Xu Yan pointed to the villa where Xiao Baoju was and said.

Xiao Baoju is in the studio, creating the work of Diao Chan Huansha, Xiao Baoju seems to have become a habit, for unfamiliar pictures, always have to draw a sketch with a pencil first. When he was concentrating, Xiao Baoju's door was knocked softly. "Please come in!" Xiao Baoju did not look back, still concentrating on painting. I just felt the door open, but I didn't make a sound. Xiao Baoju turned around and looked, and immediately froze on the spot. How did she get here? "You... What are you doing here? Xiao Baoju looked at Huang Xiaoxia and asked.

"What? I can't come and see you? Huang Xiaoxia looked at Xiao Baoju with a familiar look and said.

"Uh... Well, please take a seat. Thirsty or not? I'll pour you water! Xiao Baoju smiled awkwardly, immediately put down the paintbrush and walked over, and ran for Huang Xiaoxia a cup of tea.

"Thank you for remembering that I love jasmine tea! This tea tastes good! The fragrance is strong! Huang Xiaoxia took a sip and looked at Xiao Baoju with great satisfaction.

"That? Got something to do here? Xiao Baoju didn't say much, not that you like to drink, it's that his sister doesn't have any other tea.

"What? I can't come to see you if I'm fine? Huang Xiaoxia glanced at Xiao Baoju with all kinds of charms.

"Hehe... Xiaoxia, don't go around these bends with me. Let's talk about it directly! Are you getting married? "Can Xiao Baoju still not understand Huang Xiaoxia? After all, sleeping in the same bed for so many years.

"Baoju, have you won a prize?" Huang Xiaoxia couldn't hide it when she saw it, so she simply went straight to the point. I also save myself tiredness.

"Yes, I participated in a contest the other day. What's wrong? Xiao Baoju generously admitted it, and the media has been very popular in the past few days, and it is normal for Huang Xiaoxia to know.

"These days, many parents of students have come to you, hoping that their children will continue to learn painting with you. Baoju, you see that the two of us were separated at the beginning, in fact, most of the reason was because the training class was messed up, and now it's okay. Or... Or, you... Are you back? I... I want to remarry you, and I will never lose my temper with you and look down on you again in the future! Okay? I was wrong! Actually, Huang Xiaoxia was telling the truth, and she did divorce Xiao Baoju now, and she regrets it a little.

"Xiaoxia, no matter what, you are also my ex-wife, and we once really loved each other. I also know that over the years, you have followed me and have not had a good life. In my heart, I still have a good impression of you. But that doesn't mean I want to go back to those days. I don't think we'll be able to go back to the past! I now have a career that I love, and I have a woman who loves me deeply, and I don't think I can hurt someone who loves me. You tell me? Xiao Baoju lowered his head and pondered for a long time before raising his head to look at Huang Xiaoxia and said.

"What about me? Are you willing to hurt me? Huang Xiaoxia's tears slipped from her eyes.

"We used to love! It's loved! ”

"Xiao Baoju... You... You're a jerk! Big bastard! Huang Xiaoxia picked up her Kun bag and slammed the door. This Xiao Baoju, who doesn't know what to do, actually rejected himself, damn it! It's so hateful! Mother, you can still live without you! What's so great about poor painters?

Huang Xiaoxia's departure did not seem to affect Xiao Baoju's mood. Xiao Baoju, who was quiet, did not continue to pick up the paintbrush, but turned on the computer and logged in to his QQ, and sure enough, there were many parents of the original students who left messages for themselves. But they are all inconsequential characters, and Xiao Baoju doesn't need to pay attention to them.

Even the parents of these students know their information, are they really famous these days? Xiao Baoju couldn't help but have some questions. "Hey, Tingting, you can help me collect the recent reports about me."

"Hee-hee... My dear, I'm sorting it out for you, we really have a good heart, right? Wang Tingting had a large stack of newspapers in front of her at this time, and each newspaper had a report about Xiao Baoju on it.

"Haha... Come back in the evening and reward a big chicken leg ha! The parents of the participants in my previous training course are looking for me. Am I famous? Hey, hey..." Xiao Baoju's good mood is all here!