After the Divorce, I Was Entangled By the Sick and Charming Fifth Master

  Chapter 15 took the wrong drawing

  Gifts are registered. So soon, two paintings covered with red cloth were moved to the venue.

   Nanhuang was very calm.

  Ye Nanhuang's painting skills are not bad, she read it seriously yesterday, and that "Old Man in the Woods" is a suitable birthday gift for Grandma Bo.

   By doing this, one can compare the original owner with Mu Yun.

  Secondly, let that Bo Shen see that the original owner Ye Nanhuang is talented, and he is no worse than this junior in any way.

  It is also to stand out for the original owner.

  Song Chu and Xie Ziran were a little worried, Song Chu asked: "Is the gift okay? Do you want me to help?"

   Nanhuang shook her head: "Yes, it's fine."

  Song Chu nodded, "Okay."

  This woman has such great medical skills, it's just a painting, so it shouldn't be too difficult for her.

  Grandma Bo looked at the two paintings dignifiedly, and said with a smile: "I've always heard that Ms. Mu's painting skills are good, why don't you take a look at Ms. Mu's paintings first."

  A smile appeared on Mu Yun's face. She is very confident in her painting.

  People in the venue looked over curiously, and the staff uncovered the canvas.

   Then, the golden color suddenly caught everyone's eyes.

Mu Yun introduced her painting delicately: "I named this painting "Flourishing Sunflowers". The blossoming sunflowers are full of the smell of sunshine. It symbolizes vigor and vitality. Mu Yun used This painting, congratulations to grandma, blessed as the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan."

  After Mu Yun finished speaking, there were scattered applause from the field.

   Nanhuang looked up at the painting carefully. Although she didn't like Mu Yun, this painting was indeed okay.

  Someone shouted in the field: "Grandma Bo, I don't know if you are willing to give up your love. I am willing to buy this painting at a price of 100,000."

   "You are too stingy. I have 200,000."

   "I have two hundred and fifty thousand."

   "I have three hundred thousand!"

   "Okay, okay!" Grandma Bo suppressed her voice with a smile, "I didn't say I would sell it."

   After finishing speaking, she looked at Mu Yun: "Girl, your painting is not bad, I will accept the gift."

   Mu Yun blushed when she was praised. She turned her head to look at Bo Shen, but she saw that Bo Shen seemed a little absent-minded. He seemed to be looking at... the painting sent by Ye Nanhuang.

  Mu Yun's heart rose again.

  Bo Shen was curious about what Ye Nanhuang sent? Do you care about Ye Nanhuang?

  Mu Yun stepped forward and asked softly, "Brother Shen, my painting..."

  Bo Shen came back to his senses and said, "It's okay."

   After finishing speaking, I didn't want to say anything.

  Zhao Gang said: "Then next, we should look at Ms. Ye's painting."

   The few of them looked at Nanhuang with gloating smiles. With Mu Yun's painting, Ye Nanhuang's face was determined next.

   Nanhuang smiled lightly.

  She admits that Mu Yun's paintings are not bad, but in terms of painting skills and brushwork, she thinks that Ye Nanhuang is obviously better.

  She is not worried that she will lose.

  Song Chu and the two of them were a little upset at first, but seeing Nanhuang's expression, they gradually felt relieved.

  Maybe Ye Nanhuang really bought some famous paintings.

   While everyone was curious and watching, the staff unveiled the gift that Nanhuang brought over.

   And at the next moment following the canvas, the entire venue fell silent.

  Even Nanhuang was shocked.

  She stared at the uncovered canvas intently.

  The next moment, she realized.

  I got it wrong.

  Xu Yang, I took the wrong picture!

  On the stage, it was not the golden "Old Man in the Woods", but "The Cliff", which she painted last night.

Mu Yun was the first to realize that when she caught this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, she suppressed the joy in her heart and said, "Brother Shen, grandma, don't be angry, sister didn't deliberately use this kind of dark painting here A special birthday feast for grandma."

   Following Mu Yun's words, the people on the field gradually came back to their senses.

  Yeah, this painting, although the moment it was taken off, no matter whether it was professional or unprofessional, they all gasped because of it.

  It is very publicized, but also very suppressed.

   The rain was pouring down non-stop, and on a desperate cliff, only a lone shoe was left.

  The sea breeze blows coldly.

   This is a heart-wrenching scene.

  This painting is poignant, sharp, and thrilling.

   Absolutely not suitable as a birthday gift for an old man.

On the second floor of the stage, next to Xi Guangyao, the man called Fifth Master, the coat he was wearing was already in the hands of the assistant. The meridians of the fingers are bulging, terribly stretched.

   Then, there was a crisp sound from the wine glass.

  Xi Guangyao looked at the man in surprise. "No, you're fine, why are you pinching the cup? You put so much effort, it's all crushed!"

  The shattered glass pierced the man's palm, and blood rolled down from the palm.

  Xi Guangyao nervously ordered: "Call the doctor!"

   Assistant Yang Bodao behind him: "Yes, Mr. Xi."

  The man squinted his deep eyes, staring at the painting inch by inch.

   Raising his body, his eyes fixed on Nanhuang again.

  Xi Guangyao was taken aback by the man's murderous eyes. "What, you want to kill her?"

  The man glanced at Xi Guangyao gloomyly, and Xi Guangyao was even more frightened, "No way, you want to kill me?"

  The man silently glanced at Xi Guangyao.

  Xi Guangyao: "..."

  He didn't want to talk anymore.

  The accompanying doctor hurried over with a medical kit, he stepped forward and said, "Fifth Master, hand."

  Rong Fifth Master's face was cold and handsome, the corners of his mouth were pursed, and his jaw was tensed. His eyes were fixed on the field for a moment.

  In the arena, everyone's eyes fell on Nanhuang and the painting, and they were very curious about what this Bo Shen's wife who was about to divorce, Ye Nanhuang, would do at this moment.

  However, Nanhuang, at this moment, is not in the mood to deal with it at all.

  She was also looking at the painting, the pain in her heart overwhelmed her, and she didn't say a word.

  When she was packing Ye Nanhuang's paintings last night, her mind was silent for a while.

   Just like that, very suddenly, I want to express my empty, lonely and desperate state of mind.

   Then, when she came to her senses, this "Cliff" had already been drawn.

  This painting was too dark, she didn't dare to look at it. So as soon as the painting was finished, she directly covered the painting with a cloth.

  She didn't expect that Xu Yang didn't see the painting "The Old Man in the Woods", which was so obvious in the room, and moved over the "Cliff" that she had already covered with a cloth.

  Zhao Gang was optimistic about the opportunity, and directly launched an attack: "Ye Nanhuang, Grandma Bo's birthday banquet, what do you mean by sending such a painting!"

  Nanhuang stared at her painting expressionlessly, as if she couldn't hear Zhao Gang's voice, she had no desire to explain at all.

   At this moment, an old man in sixty years on the field suddenly said: "Wait a minute. Girl from the Ye family, can you tell me whether this painting is the work of Qinghuang?"

  (end of this chapter)