When Chen Huo squatted down to pick up the microphone that he accidentally dropped, Lin Nuo walked to the edge of the stage, "Director Chen." ”

Chen Weiwen looked at him with a somewhat complicated expression.

Now that the incident has happened, he can't help but think about it more.

The 200,000 painting, as well as the name that made Chen Hui's face change greatly, were obviously prepared.

He even doubted now that Chen Hui would appear in the audience, whether it would have been expected by this Lin Nuo.

"What else do you want?"

Lin Nuo had a little more apology on his face, "I'm sorry for the trouble for Director Chen, I still want to invite someone to the stage." ”

Since planting that big heel that almost made him unable to turn over three years ago, Lin Nuo has realized a truth: don't underestimate anyone in this world.

Even if that person seems harmless to humans and animals, or even looks weak.

And the director Chen in front of him is undoubtedly a smart person, and he should have guessed some of his private arrangements.

Chen Weiwen sighed in his heart, it's all up to this, if he doesn't agree to this request, it is estimated that the audience will not agree.

"Is that the cold kite you just mentioned?"

Lin Nuo's expression darkened and nodded, "It's her." ”

"Where are the people?"

"It's already in the lobby on the first floor of the TV station."

Chen Weiwen glanced at Lin Nuo deeply, beckoned a staff member who was next to him to come over, "You go pick it up." ”

"Thank you, Director Chen."

After Chen Huo picked up the microphone, he hurriedly explained the accident just now, "Sorry, I accidentally slipped my hand just now." Seeing Lin Nuo come back, he sneered a little deliberately, "Each of my works is unique, why do you want to copy it again?" That's why you're thinking about copying other people's paintings, and then creating them and using them to compete. It deserves to roll over! ”

Lin Nuo knew that it was impossible for Chen Hui to really respond to his verbal stimulation to copy his works on the spot, after all, he had never really painted, wouldn't this copy be exposed in front of so many people.

Fortunately, what he originally wanted to hear was Chen Hui's sentence 'Every work is unique'!

This man really lived up to his expectations.

"Are you sure each of your works is unique?"

Chen Hui saw his reaction, and his heart was a little uncertain.

When he was in the audience before, he just mocked others for a few words, and this person looked like he was eager to eat him.

Now that he is holding the microphone and mocking in front of so many people, Lin Nuo's mood is more stable.

Could it be that this man has really found some evidence?

Impossible, definitely deceitful to him!

He won't be fooled.

"Otherwise, my fans know my habits, I like to paint in one go, after all, inspiration is fleeting, and there is no original feeling when I paint again, and after painting, I will scan and upload it to the Internet as soon as possible, so as to prevent people like you from making a fuss about my paintings. At that time, even if someone wants to copy, it can only be practiced with my paintings, and there can be no other use, it is really brave enough, my lawyer's team is not jealous! ”

Speaking of this, Chen Hui's mind flashed with inspiration, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Do you still want to copy my other works, and on the other hand, I copied you again, right?" Lin Nuo, it's okay to change the trick, you don't get tired of using it yourself, I'm tired of watching it! ”

Lin Nuo quietly listened to this ridicule, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: ""Qingmei, the "Qingmei" you sold a year ago is now in my hands. There is a small courtyard of a farmhouse in the painting......"

Chen Huo interrupted without waiting for him to finish, "I once got interested and went to the farmhouse for a vacation, and I saw the one painted by the green plum tree in the yard. How? My family is rich, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to live in a farmhouse! ”

"There is no evidence without evidence, is it interesting to force this?"

Compared with Chen Hui, who was obviously a little impatient, Lin Nuo became more and more calm, and even smiled good-natured after listening to this remark, "I haven't finished talking yet, what are you anxious about." ”

"Whoever asked you to say some nonsense, forget it, the master is too lazy to break with you." Chen Huo waved his hand as he spoke, and was about to throw the microphone and get off the stage, but the door of the recording hall was pushed open from the outside at this time.

A loud shout full of anger came straight from the door, "Chen Hui, you little king and eight lambs, Lao Tzu can be regarded as looking for you!" ”

This voice directly attracted the attention of everyone in the recording hall.

At first glance, everyone's eyes fell on the girl in a wheelchair at the entrance of the hall.

The girl had short ear-length hair, bangs covering her forehead, her face was gloomy and pale, her eyes were dark but blank, and only when she heard the name 'Chen Hui', there was a hint of fluctuation.

Pushing the wheelchair was a swarthy man who was tall enough to be 1.9 meters, but his hair was already gray, and the deep Sichuan character lines at the center of his eyebrows instantly became a little deeper when he looked at Chen Hui who was standing on the stage, and his tiger eyes looked like he was eager to chew people up and eat them.

This time, he didn't use the staff to lead the way in front, so he pushed the wheelchair and strode in, and after letting go of the wheelchair in front of the stage, he stepped onto the stage in three or two steps, and when Chen Huo was still stunned, the others didn't react, and he waved his fist directly.

Qian Yaya was a little close this time, and even clearly felt the power of this fist, and was immediately so frightened that she couldn't help but let out a light "ah", and was dragged back by the clothes to avoid being affected.

There was a muffled sound of the fist to the flesh, and it was spread out by the microphone, and everyone couldn't help but have a sore tooth just by listening to it.

Chen Hui, who was about to step down, directly rushed out with a tube of nosebleeds.

"Calm down, calm down!" The host was really panicked now, "This gentleman, we are still recording the show, if you have any personal grievances with this Mr. Chen, please let it go first, and then settle it in private, okay?" ”

The girl who was sitting quietly in a wheelchair in the audience also whispered: "Dad." ”

Few people should have heard this voice clearly in the messy recording hall at this moment, but the angry man on the stage with a hideous face was stunned for a moment, and his fist was also suspended in the air, and finally changed to pointing at Chen Hui, and said viciously: "You are waiting for Lao Tzu." ”

Then he quickly changed his face, and raised a kind smile to the girl sitting in the audience, "Hey, Iris, Dad just saw that this turtle grandson was too angry, and he couldn't hold back for a while." ”

This 'kite' suddenly reminded everyone of the cold kite that Lin Nuo said just now.

At this moment, goodbye Leng Kite, the burly father couldn't wait to see Chen Hui on stage, and suddenly made up a lot of bloody dramas in his mind.

When Leng Kite was carried to the stage in a wheelchair by Leng's father, and even the microphone was raised to her lips by Leng's father, everyone realized that such a girl who didn't seem to be crippled could actually even lift the microphone.

After looking at the past for a while, his eyes suddenly had a lot of pity and sympathy.

For such a gaze, Leng Kite has long been accustomed to it.

Looking up, I saw Lin Nuo nodding at her to signal that she could speak, and then there was a trace of fluctuation in her heart, and she cleared her throat, "Hello everyone, I am Leng Kite, the original author of "Qingmei", and I used to be Chen Hui's girlfriend. Speaking of this, she paused and laughed at herself, "However, the title of girlfriend, when I found out that he was good to me actually had another purpose, and I chose to jump off the building in despair, I just thought." ”

"Boom!"

There was an uproar in the hall.

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