After Ya Ya finished painting, she smiled sweetly at the audience: "These two paintings will be auctioned at the local auction price. And the money from the auction will invite everyone here to drink. What do you think?"
There was an instant applause.
Talented, bright and generous, full of arrogance, how can there be such a perfect strange woman
Without hesitation, Jeremy Chen made the first bid to buy the painting.
In the end, he bought both paintings at high prices. Ya Ya personally took the painting and sent it to Jeremy Chen.
"Chen Gongzi, this is your painting." Ya Ya's beautiful eyes flowed, and her little white hands presented the two scrolls.
"Thank you." Chen Shuhao took the painting, but his eyes didn't take his eyes away from Ya Ya's face. He said excitedly, "I don't know who the calligrapher of Miss Tang is? Miss Tang is beautiful, and her paintings are also beautiful."
"Thank you." Ya Ya smiled slightly, but did not answer Chen Shuhao's question, but turned around and left. After Jeremy Chen looked disappointed, Ya Ya stopped again, turned slightly to look at Jeremy Chen, and said softly, "Young Master Chen, if you don't dislike it, you can talk to me over tea after my performance."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Chen Shuhao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
At this moment, Jeremy Chen still remembers his promise to Lin Rutong to go back to her after he bought wine. Jeremy Chen's mind is now full of Duck Duck's amazing performance just now. I've been thinking about it all the time, but I don't know how Miss Tang can do two things, how can she paint while dancing, and still paint so well.
What is Xu Feihan doing? He is drinking cup after cup. He kept muttering in his mouth: "Good wine, good wine!" He has always been known as a thousand cups without getting drunk, and finally got drunk. Not to mention that Jeremy Chen had promised Miss Lin what he had promised. Finally, drooling on the table, he fell asleep without image.
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Tang Wenfeng and the little emperor whispered: "That Chen Shuhao is finished."
"Yes, he's finished. Yaya is so good, of course he's finished. When he can't help himself, we'll send someone to tell him the truth." The little emperor took a sip of wine and glanced at Xu Feihan again, disgusted by it. Said, "That is Xu Feihan, the famous Hongyu son in the rivers and lakes? There is a table full of saliva. I will ask the painter to paint it and spread it out."
Tang Wenfeng: "...Isn't this not a good idea?" I heard that this young master Xu pays attention to his appearance. I take a flower bath and incense every night, and I shave very diligently. If such a detrimental picture spreads out, will Xu Gongzi hit the wall
"What's wrong." The little emperor plausibly said, "You have to know that at the beginning, they stood there and were your sister's enemies. You must not be soft on the enemy, or you will be cruel to yourself, understand? "
"Oh, so, that's good." Tang Wenfeng nodded.
The eunuch looked at his nose and nose and his heart, and stood in the back as steady as Mount Tai. He listened to what the emperor taught the young master of the Tang family. He was silent, and his mood became a little complicated again.
"Oh, my sister wants to eat roast duck. I count the time and it will be out soon. I will buy it. Do you want to eat it?" Tang Wenfeng asked the little emperor.
I am just casual. The little emperor thought sourly. Forget it, that's his sister, you can't compare like that.
"If you want to eat, I will send someone to buy it." The little emperor said.
"No, I'll go back when I go. It won't taste good if it's cold." Tang Wenfeng refused, and got up and went out to buy roast duck.
However, when Tang Wenfeng came back, the roast duck he bought was still cold. Because he not only brought back two roast ducks, but also brought back a beautiful little girl.
(End of this chapter)