Zhao Ziheng widened his eyes and said furiously: "What do you know? Chen Xianggong's paintings are unparalleled in the world, you have no eyes." As he said that, he was fascinated. The eyes under his long eyelashes seemed to be covered with mist, and he murmured: "Cheng Xianggong's painting style is changeable, and his writing is as magical as a god, especially the auspicious crane picture. The strong pen is open, vigorous and refreshing, and the side peaks are like orchids and bamboos. The charming spirit overflows into the painting. You are a vulgar person, you still worship Mr. Chen as your teacher. If you learn half of Mr. Chen, you will never dare to say such insulting words."

Zhao Ziheng was so angry that the guy in front of him turned out that the standard for painting was how much money he could exchange for!

It's really vulgar. Such a good painting is so dirty that it's so dirty that it's so shameless that it doesn't know how to draw. It's not that it's okay, but it's still talking nonsense.

"Chen Ji, the grandson of Chen? Aihe picture? Isn't this aihe picture painted by me? Why did it become Chen Ji?" Chen Ao was surprised. His words just now were not wrong. In his eyes, Chen Ji's paintings were only second-rate. Unexpectedly, this girl had such a big reaction.

"Arikaan Picture, Arikaan Picture... Circle and cross, this person is Princess Qinghe!" Chen Ao understood. The aggressive beauty standing in front of him turned out to be an opponent she had never met. Unexpectedly, she was impressed by her paintings.

It's not right. This beauty was not impressed by herself. Most of the time, she thought that the Ruihe Picture was made by Chen Ji.

It’s too unfair and shameful. No, it’s not OK to explain clearly. It’s so rare that a female fan is still a beautiful and refined beauty!

Although his temper is a little bad, Chen Ao believes that with his help, this bad-tempered beauty will definitely be able to change her mind and become a new person!

Chen Ao coughed, laughed, and said proudly: "That Ruihe Tu, in fact, although it is a high-quality work, in comparison, there are still some unrestrained aspects. Compared with the original works of the official family, they can only be considered to have advantages and disadvantages."

Zhao Ziheng's cherry mouth slightly lowered, clearly with a contemptuous meaning, saying, "Is the Ruihe Tu a superior? How can you evaluate it?"

Chen Ao was very depressed. He was too embarrassed to be confronted by female fans like this, so he hurriedly said, "Why can't I evaluate it? That painting was made by me. I don't know my own painting?"

Zhao Ziheng was slightly stunned, then smiled: "Why didn't you say that this Ruihe picture was drawn by your left hand?"

Chen Ao looked up at the sky, thought for a while, and murmured: "You guessed halfway. When I was ink for the background, I did use my left hand."

"I'm not ashamed!" Zhao Ziheng made a face at him, looking very disgusted, and said, "If you say that this painting was painted by you blindfolded, maybe I still believe you."

Wow, Chen Ao was very angry when he was fooled by this little princess. What else did he want to say? Miss Zhou came, looked at Chen Ao vigilantly, then recognized Zhao Ziheng, and said, "How come the princess has free time to play today."

Zhao Ziheng ran to Zhou Ruo quickly and whispered in a low voice. While listening, Zhou Ruo looked at Chen Ao meaningfully, which made Chen Ao feel a little scared. He didn't know what the princess was saying.

Then, Zhou Ruo and Zhao Ziheng both laughed, and Zhou Ruo tried hard to say with a shady face: "Okay, he is very thick-skinned. The more you scold him, the more he becomes more excited. Ignore him. Let's go to the backyard to play."

Ziheng's little chicken pecked at the rice field and nodded: "I think this person is very annoying, let's go!"

Chen Ao Wangtian was speechless. What is this? It seems that he has been in a peach blossom disaster recently and has been neglected everywhere?

Wow, it must be the headmaster Zhao, the bastard Zhao brought bad luck to the book boy. If not, I have to deal with him! Step on him to death!

Buddha said: If you suffer setbacks from one place, you will get your confidence back from another place. Chen Ao is very convinced of Buddhism, and even God believes in God. Didn’t God say that someone stirs your left face and you will find someone who is easy to bully to kill him. This principle is really in line with Chen Ao’s current situation. A woman is a tiger and she dares not touch her butt and can’t afford to offend her. So find a soft persimmon.

Chen Ao returned to his residence and saw Master Zhao poking his head in front of his fence from afar, sneering, and had expected Master Zhao to be eyeing him, it was really just right!

Chen Ao walked over casually and said, "Master Zhao."

Master Zhao looked back and said, wow, it turns out that Chen Ao was not in the house?

He quickly laughed and said, "Shutong Chen, haha..." He laughed dryly, then came over, and said eagerly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you were drunk last night and got up so early this morning."

Chen Ao said ashamedly: "Master Zhao laughed last night." He showed a little vigilant and asked again: "I didn't say anything stupid last night, right?"

Master Zhao sneered in his heart and said seriously: "I said it."

Chen Ao was shocked: "What did you say?"

"The official painting." Master Zhao looked at him with a smile, constantly looking at Chen Ao's eyes, hoping to use this to observe Chen Ao's thoughts.

Chen Ao's eyes looked at Master Zhao, and immediately staggered, showing a bit of guilt and smiled: "This is just a joke, Master Zhao should not take it seriously."

Master Zhao smiled and held Chen Ao's arm and said, "Don't worry, Chen Shutong, don't worry, even if I know this, it won't spread. Don't worry. Come on, come on, I have something to tell you."

Chen Ao was reluctantly pulled by Director Zhao and walked to a secluded pavilion. Chen Ao first said, "This is really just a joke. Director Zhao is really just a joke."

The more nervous Chen Ao was, the more happy he felt, and smiled implicitly: "Does Chen Shutong really want to hand over the painting to the master?"

Chen Ao's guilty look became more obvious, and he continued to deny: "What painting? What master? What is Master Zhao talking about?"

Master Zhao said: "What else can Chen Shutong hide? I have heard from you in the original local area. What's the use of concealing it?"

Chen Ao crossed his hands and said angrily: "Master Zhao, don't swear by others. I don't understand what you said at all."

Master Zhao was also a little angry, raised his legs and wanted to leave, and said coldly: "Okay, since you deny it, I'll leave now, but if I miss it, haha..."

Chen Ao's face changed, and he quickly smiled and grabbed him: "Master Zhao, please say something."

Master Zhao snorted coldly: "What else can I say? Chen Shu Tongxin is just me."

Chen Ao was silent for a moment and said, "It's not that he can't believe in Master Zhao, but this matter is of great importance. If someone reports it, it will lose his head."

Master Zhao then calmed down and said slowly: "I have said it, and I will never report it to you." He smiled slightly and continued: "But I am also thinking about you. Have you ever thought about whether this painting may be fake?"

"Fake?" Chen Ao was shocked and hurriedly said, "It's definitely not fake, how could it be fake? Master Zhao is really good at joking."

Master Zhao sneered in his heart and thought, "It seems that this surname Chen is already confused, it's great." He said, "I'm not afraid of ten thousand in this kind of thing, but I'm afraid of it. Chen Shutong, what would you think if it's a fake painting, if you give it to the master? Originally, you said that you had a painting to him, and it was an imperial painting, which was already a violation of the national law. The reason why the master agreed was because he loved all kinds of antiques, calligraphy and painting, and was willing to take risks. But if it was fake, I'm afraid you wouldn't afford to be guilty."

Chen Ao heard this and became worried, murmured: "I really have to be careful when I heard what Master Zhao said. I know a little about the appreciation of calligraphy and paintings, but the heat is not enough, but this painting cannot be shown to others, so it is difficult to find someone to identify it."
Chapter completed!