Wang Jun hurriedly said, "You have just arrived and haven't appreciated it yet. Let's go and appreciate it now."

Li Zhuohangdao: "Please--"

Wang Jun retreated aside and turned to look at the painting.

Zhou Chang secretly scolded Li Zhuohang for being "sincere and cunning."

Wang Jungang flattered the Li family’s father and daughter, how could he slander Lin Zhiqiu? If he praised one or two words, he would become famous for Lin Zhiqiu.

Li Zhuohang made a good plan!

At this time, Tang Yunyao stepped forward to pay homage to Li Zhuohang, Zhou Chang, He Wuhu and others, and Luo Wuchen came to visit him in the middle and greeted each other.

Huang Xiu stared at Li Zhuohang without turning his eyes. Suddenly, Li Zhuohang turned his face and smiled at him, "If Fang Ark expected, this is Mr. Huang Qingzheng, right? I have been impressed by Daming for a long time. I will see him today, and Fang Ark is polite."

After saying that, he bowed and bowed.

Everyone found it incredible - just now, others treated him first, and even Zhou Chang said hello to him first, and he returned the favor. Why did he respect Huang Xiu so much? He didn't know that Huang Xiu scolded his daughter, right? If he knew that he treated Huang Xiu like this, he would be a coward and afraid of evil! Huang Xiu scolded Li Hanyao so well, what would happen to him now when he met Li Hanyao's father?

Everyone was curious and looked forward to it.

Huang Xiu gave him a face and gave Li Zhuohang a gift, then glanced at him and said, "Mr. Li has a good vision and a good plan!"

Li Zhuohang smiled and said, "I dare not be praised by sir."

Huang Xiu snorted coldly with disdain.

The two of them said that Li Zhuohang instructed his daughter to approach Huang Xiu for all his might and wait for an opportunity to become a disciple, but others could not understand the key points. Zhou Chang and others admired Huang Xiu: This man was so sarcastic that he would ridicule anyone he saw. Li Zhuohang was also hiding, and Huang Xiu ridiculed him, but he was not angry or annoyed.

The elders were fighting, such as Wang Jun and other juniors. Those who had already seen the ceremony went to see the paintings, and those who had not come forward to pay homage to him, and they didn't want to wait. Li Zhuohang was not the ones they admired. He just said hello to him just to deal with it. They all looked up at the paintings on the wall. Unexpectedly, they forgot about the gods at this time, and they couldn't remember to pay homage to him.

Huang Xiu and others also began to watch.

The lobby gradually became quiet.

Huang Xiu and Zhou Chang's eyes were higher, and they looked at each other one by one. The more they looked, the more surprised they became: Liu Shiyu, who was dignified and polite when dealing with things, Liu Shiyu, who occasionally showed off her cuteness when chatting and laughing, Liu Shiyu, who was cold-eyed with Fan Dayong, Liu Shiyu, who was unyielding at the wedding, and Liu Shiyu who was tender and affectionate... The subtle differences outlined different moods and moods, each one was so vivid, and each one was absolutely different, showing the painter's exquisite skills and abundant aura.

Zhou Chang murmured to himself: "I didn't expect this kid to be really extraordinary."

Huang Xiu remembered Li Hanyao and said, "Please comment at will" when he was about to go. He felt uncomfortable and said in his heart, "Have you calculated accurately? You asked your teacher to evaluate it as you please, but what kind of identity is, how could you tell lies with your eyes open!"

He whispered loudly, "A person has various styles, in addition to having profound painting skills, he also needs to have the talent for observing subtleties, which is difficult for me to do."

Luo Wuchen, Huo Huangying, Liu Shiyu and others heard this and looked at each other for a while as if they were disbelief, and then they were extremely excited.

Li Zhuohang smiled and said, "Sir, I'm too humble."

Huang Xiu was impatient to be polite to him and rolled his eyes and said, "I never pretended to be humble. If I painted for others, I could draw dozens of different paintings, but it would be difficult to draw more than 100 paintings. It can be seen that Lin Zhiqiu is extremely talented and loves his wife deeply, which is unforgettable."

Zhou Chang nodded and agreed, "That's right."

Wang Jun praised: "This is more than just being confident!"

Yuzhen said, "Look at him as a fool, he has put all his thoughts into painting."

...

When Liu Shiyu heard these praises, her eyes burst into tears and her vision blurred. In order to avoid losing her composure, she turned around and pretended to look at the paintings on the wall.

Ni Yishang was jealous.

At that time, he and his companions stood under the north wall, chuckled and said, "The painting is indeed good, but it is too unbearable to display the portrait of his wife in public for the sake of his reputation. Could it be that if he didn't draw his wife, he wouldn't be able to draw various forms if he changed his personality?"

Suddenly, more than a dozen scholars agreed with him:

"It must be so. I love to respect my wife and have made many portraits for my wife, but I will never show my wife's attitude towards her boudoir."

"It's so scattered to be vigilant!"

"It's really a disgrace."

"Can Lord Liu allow him to be so humiliated?"

"What's the difference between selling color!"

...

Ni Yi was extremely proud: Although Lin Zhiqiu's paintings were recognized at today's painting exhibition, they were notorious for this.

He still felt that it was not enough, and he hoped to hear Huang Xiu's criticism. - Huang Xiu's curse was worthy of ridicule. However, Huang Xiu's poisonous tongue seemed to be a good person, and he refused to show up again. He stared at the paintings on the wall, looked carefully like fascination, and savored silently, turning a deaf ear to the voices surrounding him slandering Lin Zhiqiu.

Ni Yishang was both puzzled and relieved, thinking to himself: "Although he didn't know why he didn't scold Lin Zhiqiu, he didn't stand up to protect him. It can be seen that he did not agree with Lin Zhiqiu's behavior. - Who would be willing to judge the wife in all kinds of ways? Lin Zhiqiu's reputation is destined! No one can protect him today!"

Many people were also in the same way as Ni Yishang. Although Zhou Chang did not sarcasm, he did not stop and refute him. As if he had received support, he became brave and joined the team to attack Lin Zhiqiu and trampled on him.

The lobby was in a mess and lost its quietness.

Ouyang Weiwei looked at Liu Shiyu worriedly.

Liu Shiyu looked at the paintings on the wall obsessively as if she hadn't heard it.

Li Zhuohang looked at these people, his phoenix eyes gradually became colder and his eyebrows were slightly frowning.

Luo Wuchen took a step forward and was about to speak.

Huo Huangying reached out to stop him, smiled softly and said, "Let Xiaguan go. The lord is a gentleman, but he can't argue with them."

Luo Wuchen knew that she was smart and spoke the most sharply, and chuckled: "I'm sorry, Lord Huo. Please be merciless and stop making trouble."

Huo Huangying smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir."

After saying that, the waist was swinging, Yingying turned around.

When Ni Yishang saw her coming, he was immediately alert.

It just so happened that Wang Jun couldn't hear it and said to Ni Yishang and others: "Although Brother Lin painted a variety of wife, he had no charm at all, and it was not considered an out-of-nature."

Ni Yishang asked with a smile: "I would like to ask the second young master, may I be willing to show the various postures of my beloved person for others to comment on?"

Wang Jun was stunned and could not return for a long time.

Yu Zhen and Jinhai wanted to speak, but they didn't know what to say - they could praise Lin Zhiqiu's paintings because they were worthy of praise, but they asked themselves that they would never openly display portraits of their wives or other women in their homes, and more than 100 paintings were exhibited. Lin Zhiqiu's behavior was too extraordinary! If a man was the owner of the portrait, the exhibition would be perfect. I am afraid that as Ni Yishang said, if he had no unforgettable love for his wife, he would not be able to draw a variety of things.

He U sighed: "The world is getting worse!"

Wei Fengju didn't know how to save the scene. He had no idea about the inside story of the exhibition in advance, so he was unprepared and had to look at Li Zhuohang and Luo Wuchen, and thought suspiciously: "Did you not expect it to be like this?"
Chapter completed!