The baroque-style three-tier crystal chandelier hangs down slowly.
A dazzling halo of luxury falls on everyone's champagne flutes.
When Shen Qinghuan was led into the arena by the waiter, she raised her eyes and noticed an impressionist-style painting of a lady tasting wine on the wall on the second floor directly opposite the gate.
The thin gold strap high heels on her feet stopped, her back was straight, and she was holding a pearl white retro coin purse that matched her pearl sequin fishtail skirt.
The long jet-black hair had three layers of slight curls, and Shen Qinghuan put it in front of her body, revealing a beautiful swan neck and superior right-angled shoulders.
The whole person looked calm and gentle.
If it wasn't for Shen Qinghuan's not-so-famous star status, she might have thought she was a rich and well-off lady.
A few beautiful girls leaning on a dessert table not far from the gate swung their wine glasses.
One of the girls in a dark blue dress snorted: "Is she Shen Qinghuan?"
Another girl in a dark red v-neck dress showed disdain: "Yeah."
The girl in the dark blue dress continued: "What is she doing at the gate?"
The girl in the crimson V-neck dress took a sip of her wine and said mockingly, "What else can I do? You're a country bumpkin, pretending to be handsome, and imitating us to appreciate paintings."
The girl in the dark blue dress raised her eyebrows, and said in a somewhat aggressive tone, "Then I have to teach her a lesson."
Although the girl in the deep red v-neck dress also had the same idea, she frowned quickly: "But Shen Qinghuan is a simple and traditional person after all..."
"boom".
It was the sound of champagne glasses colliding with the dessert table.
It wasn't a loud voice, but it also attracted a small area of attention, at least the two girls who spoke noticed it.
The girl in the dark blue dress and the girl in the dark red V-neck dress looked at the girl who put down the champagne glass together.
The girl had a bright and wanton face, beautiful and sharp, but her face was terribly cold at the moment, and the two girls next to her saw her like this, and their voices were much lower.
"Sister Lin Yan, what do you think?" the girl in the dark blue dress asked cautiously.
Lin Yan saved the champagne glass in his hand, raised his chin slightly, and looked arrogant and indifferent: "It is time to teach her the rules."
The girl in the dark blue dress seemed to have received some kind of order, and her aura became much stronger. Stepping on her expensive high-heeled shoes, she walked to the side of Shen Qinghuan.
Shen Qinghuan didn't seem to notice her surroundings, she raised her head slightly, and her eyes were fixed on the painting, as if she was concentrating on appreciating it.
Seeing her like this, the girl in the dark blue dress looked even more disdainful, without even addressing her, she said directly, "Do you know whose painting this is?"
Hearing the sound, Shen Qinghuan seemed to have noticed that there was someone beside him, his eyes slowly turned down, and a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes fell on the girl in the dark blue dress.
The girl in the dark blue dress is named Zhong Jiajia, and she is also a member of Bai Fumei's circle, but their family is not considered top-notch and luxurious, and they are at most middle-class in the wealthy circle, but because she has a good relationship with Lin Yan, others will think highly of her She glanced at her, so that her character was very arrogant.
Except for Bai Fumei who is a good player in Lin Yan's circle, Zhong Jiajia hardly pays attention to other Bai Fumei, let alone female stars who are not popular at all.
But for some reason, when Zhong Jiajia was stared at by Shen Qinghuan's beautiful red phoenix eyes, she couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
This Shen Qinghuan... is actually pretty good-looking.
Seems to be better than forest smoke...
Bah, how could she compare a lowly character like Shen Qinghuan with Lin Yan
She can't even match Lin Yan's little toe.
Moreover, this Shen Qinghuan was quite arrogant, she didn't answer when he asked her something.
Zhong Jiajia was very upset: "Shen Qinghuan, what am I asking you?!"
Although there was not much movement between the two of them, Shen Qinghuan had her own attractiveness buff today, and every move around her could attract the attention of everyone present.
Seeing Shen Qinghuan being picked on by the well-known arrogant Bai Fumei in the circle, most of them were in the mood of watching the show.
Of course, it mainly depends on how Shen Qinghuan makes a fool of himself.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghuan hooked the bag in her hand, put it around her chest, put the bag on her arm casually, and shook it a few times.
There is no fear at all, but very leisurely, said.
"Before asking someone a question, shouldn't it be polite to reveal your family history?"
"I'm sorry, this lady is not a celebrity, so I probably don't know you." Shen Qinghuan added as if distressed.
When the voice fell, there seemed to be a little more laughter in the crowd for an instant.
Zhong Jiajia is the Bai Fumei in the wealthy circle. She may be able to surpass the stars in other aspects, but she can't win in terms of fame. After all, even the 18th-tier stars have a wave of fans. Ask for a signed photo.
But like Zhong Jiajia, a middle-class white and rich beauty, except for climbing Lin Yan in the wealthy circle and gaining some fame, no one can call her by her name when she goes out and walks on the street.
In this regard, she was overwhelmed by the celebrities she had always looked down upon, and she was pointed out by Shen Qinghuan as if unintentionally.
But everyone present was very smart, everyone could see that Shen Qinghuan was mocking Zhong Jiajia for being rude.
Zhong Jiajia's face turned red and she was so angry.
"You...you actually..."
Zhong Jiajia originally wanted to say that Shen Qinghuan actually compared her to an unpopular star, but she was interrupted by Shen Qinghuan before she could finish her sentence.
Shen Qinghuan, who was in front of me, seemed to have suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are also a star who was invited. I don't know what crew this lady has been with, and what works has she had before? Hey, you said we are colleagues, why haven't I heard of it?" What about you, could it be that you are worse off than me?"
In the last sentence, Shen Qinghuan even had a hint of sympathy and pity.
One hit after another.
The suppressed laughter in the crowd increased instantly.
Bai Fumei, who is less famous than a "lower star", or an 18th-tier star who has been in the entertainment industry and has not made a name for himself.
It seemed that Zhong Jiajia was suffocated by any identity to the point where she couldn't stop her anger from rushing upwards.
How could she have imagined that Shen Qinghuan's ability to satirize people was so high.
But unexpectedly, a cold voice came from not far behind Zhong Jiajia.
"Jiajia, come back after you finish speaking."
As soon as these words came out, the laughter in the crowd faded a little.
Shen Qinghuan raised his eyelids, looked past Zhong Jiajia, and looked at the bright beauty who was not too far away from them.
Lin Yan also looked back at her without hesitation.
The eyes of the two were in the air, as if they had a silent confrontation.
In the ear, Zhong Jiajia, who was obviously calmer after being reminded, was not in a good mood.
"My name is Zhong Jiajia, you can answer now."
As Shen Qinghuan, how much did she know about the paintings, Zhong Jiajia thought that she would soon see Shen Qinghuan being slapped in the face, but held back her temper for a while, and exposed her family history.
"Question." Shen Qinghuan frowned, as if recalling.
Seeing her frowning, Zhong Jiajia's face became less angry, and the corners of her mouth turned up.
Sure enough, how could a low-level starlet appreciate elegant paintings.
Zhong Jiajia adjusted her status and was just about to make a mockery.
But Shen Qinghuan raised his head suddenly, with the corners of his mouth turned up, and said, "Bai Yin, a famous impressionist painter in China, first became famous for his painting of a rice field, and later created a series of landscape paintings of the four seasons, a series of sea, sky, rain and frost, his impressionist landscapes. The paintings are unique in the industry, and they are the benchmarks of machines. In recent years, they have won world-class painting awards and enjoy a high reputation all over the world. However, he seems to rarely draw portraits. He has only painted two in total. Want to come to this portrait painting, the master It should have cost a lot of money, after all, Bai Yin sold nearly 100 million yuan for a landscape painting at the auction in country M last year."
It was so complete that it seemed that the introduction of a certain encyclopedia came out of Shen Qinghuan's mouth so smoothly.
Everyone, including Zhong Jiajia, was obviously taken aback.
Bai Yin is very well-known in the circle of painters, art circles, and wealthy elite circles, but compared to the general public, those who don't know him may not know him at all.
Moreover, what is hung here is not a very obvious and unique landscape painting of Bai Yin's style.
It's an unpopular portrait painting.
Even this group of celebrities hardly recognized that it was Bai Yin's painting when they didn't know about it before.
And Shen Qinghuan... how did she know
I still know such details, not only know this person, but also know his experience, preferences, and even pay attention to the works auctioned last year.
This is obviously not a perfunctory answer.
It seemed that Shen Qinghuan really understood.
Shen Qinghuan had a smile on his face at that time: "I'm sorry, I just recalled it, and I was delayed for a few minutes."
She just spoke so plainly, standing where she was, the pearly white coin purse on her arm was still shaking slightly.
It seems to be silently telling Zhong Jiajia, telling everyone.
"You can show your moves as you like, anyway, my sister can catch them" calm and tough.
Zhong Jiajia didn't expect that Shen Qinghuan knew about it, she held a bad breath in her heart, and obviously couldn't let it out because she didn't see Shen Qinghuan making a fool of herself.
Of course, Zhong Jiajia didn't believe that Shen Qinghuan had any kind of elegant artistic ability and knew how to appreciate paintings. Most of the time she stole from Jian Fan's side. What she said might be what she heard from Jian Fan.
For a while, Zhong Jiajia despised Shen Qinghuan even more, the wild chicken had been a canary for a few days, and she really regarded herself as a phoenix.
No, she had to rub Shen Qinghuan's spirit to let her know that there were some things that she couldn't imagine.
Whether it's Bai Fumei's circle, or Jian Fan.
Zhong Jiajia's eyebrows and eyes were fixed, and his eyes glanced slightly at the portraits hanging on the second floor.
She seemed to be thinking of something, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she groaned softly around her chest, speaking in a bad tone.
"I think Ms. Shen's "homework" is still not complete enough. It's not that Bai Yin rarely paints portraits. This one on the second floor is the only portrait he ever painted."
"So, there is no shame in ignorance, but the most shameful thing is pretending to know."
Zhong Jiajia was not polite when she spoke, she bit the word "homework" heavily, which was obviously a metaphor for Shen Qinghuan's desire to squeeze into the upper class, and tried hard to package her antics.
Oh, this antics, she hasn't done it right yet, I guess she made a mistake and didn't memorize it well when she "recited the manuscript".
High society is full of fine people.
Hearing Zhong Jiajia's words, the crowd looked at Shen Qinghuan with contempt wave after wave.
In fact, these people dared to be so presumptuous, not only because Shen Qinghuan's status was not good enough, but also because of the difference between simple and traditional.
Isn't a woman that Jian Fan doesn't want to take along with celebrities to parties? Isn't she just a plaything
As for playthings, they can't get into the eyes of these people at all.
The interest of this group of people has even faded a bit, they just waited to see Shen Qinghuan make a fool of himself and leave in embarrassment, don't imagine that he can be in the same room with people of their identities.
However, it seems that this "plaything" has a thick skin.
Everyone saw that Shen Qinghuan wasn't flustered at all, and let out a slow "Oh".
"Why do I think that Ms. Zhong didn't do her homework well?"
Zhong Jiajia seemed to have heard a joke: "In our circle, Bai Yin is much more famous than you. Who doesn't know that Bai Yin drew such a portrait."
Zhong Jiajia didn't lie about this matter.
All famous painters have their own petty temper, and Bai Yin is no exception. He was a well-spoken person before, and he personally said that he would never make portraits for others.
But Jinkou Yuyan couldn't stop the surprise, Bai Yin owed Jian Si's mother's family a huge favor, and Jian Si's mother liked Bai Yin's words very much, so she thought of asking him to draw a portrait of herself to repay the favor.
Of course, apart from personal preference, the title of "Bai Yin's only portrait" is a title that Jian Si's mother likes to increase her status and add to the cake.
This gimmick was publicized like this.
Everyone here knows it.
Right now, everyone looked at Shen Qinghuan as if she was trying to save face and lie in public, but they didn't know that the more she lied, the more she looked like a joke.
Shen Qinghuan could feel these eyes, she looked around lightly, as if she was about to say something, another lazy voice sounded behind Shen Qinghuan.
"Zhong Jiajia, don't be ashamed."
"This is indeed not the only portrait painting of Mr. Bai."
The person who made the sound had slightly fluffy hair. He looked very young and extremely handsome. Even in a suit, he couldn't conceal his vigor and vitality. When he smiled, he had cute little canine teeth.
It's an unforgettable appearance, but Shen Qinghuan doesn't recognize it.
Shen Qinghuan glanced at him and thought for a while.
As if sensing Shen Qinghuan's gaze, the young man turned his head and smiled at her.
With a very clean smile, she stands out in the circle of wealthy and luxurious families.
On the other end, Zhong Jiajia's voice also sounded at the same time, but his attitude towards Shen Qinghuan was obviously different, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a 180-degree change.
"Brother Ziqian, why do you say that, shouldn't you..."
"What should it be? On your side?"
"Hey! I'll help you if I don't want to help you, so I'll help you correct your wrong views so that you don't lose face to Mr. Bai."
"But this is obviously Bai Yin's only portrait painting, and sister Jian Si also said so." Zhong Jiajia was still arguing.
"Then you don't believe me?"
"no."
"You guys have stayed in the north for too long." The man called Ziqian put one hand in his pocket and held his own champagne glass in the other, slowly approaching Shen Qinghuan and Zhong Jiajia.
"Mr. Bai's first portrait is also the first portrait he painted willingly, but it hangs in the home of the richest man in Nancheng."
When she heard the words "the richest man in Nancheng", Shen Qinghuan grabbed the hand of the pearl white coin purse and looked at the man who was approaching her with a casual smile on his face.
"Don't doubt me. I just came back from Nancheng. I just visited Mr. Bai and heard what he said with my own ears."
"Of course, what the old man meant was to ask me to come back and help him clarify the rumors. I didn't expect someone to take the first step."
Ziqian glanced at Shen Qinghuan intentionally or unintentionally while talking.
After Ziqian finished speaking, the scene was quiet for a moment.
Ziqian's identity seems to be convincing, and everyone believes his words.
Zhong Jiajia's face turned red and white, white and red again, she originally wanted to make a fool of Shen Qinghuan, but now she made a big fool of herself instead.
Still in front of Brother Ziqian.
Zhong Jiajia pursed her lips, gave Shen Qinghuan a hard look, turned around and left in anger, and returned to the dessert table where Li Linyan was.
As for Lin Yan, staring at Shen Qinghuan, who was not far away in a calm and breezy smile, his haughty brows and eyes were slightly condensed.
But now no one pays attention to what is going on with Zhong Jiajia, their eyes are all on Shen Qinghuan.
For a moment, everyone looked at Shen Qinghuan in a slightly unusual way.
Some shocked and some curious.
This incident is not a big one, it is just a small matter of intrigue among women and laughing at each other's ignorance, but it is such a small matter that the entire northern wealthy circle does not know about it.
In Shen Qinghuan's eyes, it seemed that they were the ignorant group.
Everyone obviously felt a little embarrassing on their faces, showing ignorance in front of a small star who is not popular.
But they were also curious, how did Shen Qinghuan know about things that the entire northern wealthy circle might not even know about Jian Fan
Isn't she... just a female star with no background
Shen Qinghuan ignored the curiosity of others.
After all, she can't let her tell them that Bai Yin painted the first portrait, so let's use it as a table foot in her study.
So, when Shen Qinghuan entered the door and looked up to see the portraits hung solemnly on the second floor, she still felt a little choked for a moment.
If Jian Si's mother knew the role of Bai Yin's other portrait, she would probably be so angry that her breasts had hyperplasia.
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The banquet continues.
Everything that happened at the gate just now was like a short farce, which was forgotten in a short while.
Everyone continued to socialize with smiles on their faces.
Shen Qinghuan casually walked to a dessert table, looking at the boring and hypocritical upper-class society around her, a little boredom flashed in her eyes.
She randomly took a piece of cake and glanced at it lightly.
I want to see where Jian Fan is today.
She didn't come with Jian Fan, and just now she had a crush on Zhong Jiajia in a disguised form, and now Bai Fumei around her is not looking at her friendly, let alone approaching her.
Of course, this disguised "isolation" seems to be a way for them to see her jokes.
Shen Qinghuan didn't want to sit still, she had to find Jian Fan quickly, maybe where Jian Fan was being bullied now.
In an instant, a sense of responsibility appeared in Shen Qinghuan's eyes.
Just as she put down the cake and was about to look for Jian Fan, a male voice stopped her.
"Miss Shen."
Shen Qinghuan turned around, saw the person coming, narrowed his eyelids slightly, and said politely.
"Hello."
The person who came was the young man who was previously called "Ziqian". He held up a champagne glass and came over to talk to Shen Qinghuan, which caused the surroundings to stare at him frequently.
"Miss Shen, do you like dessert?" Ziqian glanced at the cheesecake that Shen Qinghuan seemed to have already taken a bite of.
"Um."
"Miss Shen is also surprised. Few people who come to this occasion really appreciate delicious food. Besides, I heard that Miss Shen is a celebrity. Shouldn't she control her diet?"
"Oh, I'm not appreciating food, I'm just hungry, and I don't get fat." Shen Qinghuan's tone was a little alienated, but it was obvious that she wanted to choke back the man, and quietly be the end of the topic.
"Pfft... Is Miss Shen talking so interestingly?"
Ziqian laughed twice, staring straight at Shen Qinghuan with clean eyebrows, as if he really thought what Shen Qinghuan said just now was interesting.
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If it was someone else, maybe the topic would be ready, and they would exchange polite greetings normally.
But Shen Qinghuan raised her eyebrows: "If you find embarrassing chats interesting, it means you have different tastes."
"Tell me, what do you want to do when you approach me?"
Ziqian really choked this time, a trace of surprise flashed across his smiling eyes.
Maybe it's because she didn't expect Shen Qinghuan to be so direct.
But he quickly adjusted his expression, took a piece of cheesecake from the side that was exactly the same as the one Shen Qinghuan ate just now, took a bite with a thin silver fork, and said casually as if saying "this cake is really delicious".
"I want to be your spare tire."
The author has something to say: Fanfan: You are thinking about peach.
The first chapter of the second chapter is complicated and cool~
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