After the people left, Emperor Zhaoyang coughed while holding on to the dragon chair.

Haiwang was worried and skillfully patted him on the back.

After relieving himself, Emperor Zhaoyang explained: "If the prince asks about my physical condition, it would be good to prevaricate in the past." ”

Haiwang lowered his head.

Ning Yuchu returned to the Longde Hall and found that the Tang family brothers and sisters were surrounded by many peers, chatting about the topics they were interested in, but he couldn't say a word.

He used to eat and wait for death, fight cocks and walk dogs, like this kind of well-born Houmen family, he looked down on him and disdained to be with him.

It seems that if you are with him, you will be branded with the mark of incomprehension, which is shameful.

So most people avoid him and will come up, that is, people like Zhao Shangtian.

So much so that he is here, and there are no insiders who can speak.

But he doesn't care, anyway, he's been here for so many years, and he's used to it.

Therefore, he didn't want to be annoying, so he chatted with Qingqiu on the side.

However, Tang Qingyi saw him alone, and beckoned to him: "Don't be there, come and talk." ”

As soon as Tang Qingyi spoke, the people who were talking and laughing around him turned their heads one after another.

When they saw that he was greeting this demon king of the mixed world, some people were surprised, some people looked at it, and some people despised it.

These glances are commonplace for Ning Yuchu.

He just didn't care.

But now it is Tang Qingyi who calls him, so he has a few months of friendship, and he has to give this face.

It's just that a circle like theirs is full of talented children.

He had tried to get in before, but found that they didn't fit in with him.

Ning Yuchu's fingers hanging by his side clenched it, and then he pretended to walk over indifferently.

When he was about to walk up to Tang Qingyi, he was panicked in his heart, and he didn't know how to open his mouth so that he wouldn't show his timidity.

After thinking about it, he chose the safest way.

That's a cold face.

Unexpectedly, Tang Qingyi didn't have any tacit understanding at all, slapped him on the back, and ruthlessly took off the mask he had just put on.

Tang Qingyi laughed loudly: "This is what I just told you, the closed disciples I have accepted these days. ”

When the words fell, Ning Yuchu was pushed to everyone by him.

The crowd was shocked.

"Your disciple is the prince of King Liang? Can he tell the color of the paint? ”

"Qingyi, your joke is not funny at all."

"That's it, it's the New Year, don't make this kind of joke."

Most of the people who can play well with Tang Qingyi are talents with good painting skills, and they are more or less high.

In their eyes, people like Ning Yuchu, who don't learn and don't know how to do it, don't cooperate with them at all.

Not to mention infiltrating their circle through Tang Qingyi.

Under the repulsive gaze of so many people, the small flame that Ning Yuxin was hoping for was extinguished with a bang.

He pretended not to care, and was ready to turn around and leave.

Anyway, Tang Qingyi should be given face, he has already given it.

At this time, Tang Qingyi snorted lightly: "I'm not joking, don't look down on people, it's not that I'm boasting, my apprentice, although he has only learned painting skills for three months, is faster than your beginners for half a year and a year." ”

Tang Qingyi never said big things, and when everyone heard it, they looked at Ning Yuchu.

At this look, I finally saw something different.

The person who used to have eyes on the top of his head, lazy and domineering, stood straight at this time, his expression did not show impatience, and stood quietly beside Tang Qingyi.

It's a bit of a well-behaved apprentice.