After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Bo Shen doesn't want a divorce.

He was truly shocked at his own thoughts.

He wanted to delay it for a while longer, he wanted to take a closer look at his heart.

He didn't want to do anything he regretted anymore.

While he was thinking, Nanhuang's painting had been completed. She stretched her arms, and her smooth body lines stretched out, making her look particularly beautiful.

Bo Shen's eyes deepened.

Did she deliberately want to remove the birthmark at this time?

Did she deliberately tell him that she was actually beautiful at this time?

Xi Guangyao joked to Mr. Rong Wu: "Wow. Mr. Wu, you have to think clearly. Do you want this woman? If not, I will chase her."

Rong Wuye glanced at Xi Guangyao with his cold eyes. Xi Guangyao was startled and broke into a cold sweat.

"Okay, okay, I understand, I promise to stay away from her."

After finishing speaking, Xi Guangyao said to Fifth Master Rong: "Fifth Master, please see clearly, we are not the only ones who know the goods. That young master of the Song family, Song Chu, is very attentive and diligent."

Rong Wuye turned around and sat on the chair. Holding a cigarette. Shake out the ashes. "Master Xi is too worried. She will not belong to anyone."

Xi Guangyao coughed twice and looked at Nanhuang again.

This woman seems to mean something to Mr. Rong Wu?

This is an open painting competition. Mu Yun can hear everyone's comments and praise for Nanhuang's painting skills.

She could even hear Zhao Gang and the others saying, "What are you drawing?" at the beginning, but then there was no sound at all.

Mu Yun was getting more and more impatient. She couldn't restrain herself and looked up at the screen. Then, in just a few seconds, she was distracted by Nanhuang's fast and smooth technique without hesitation.

She can use ctrl+z, but Nanhuang makes every stroke without confusion. Every stroke is drawn on the idea and the word "beauty".

This time, Mu Yun realized that she seemed to underestimate Ye Nanhuang.

Deliberately hiding clumsiness.

Deliberately letting her make a fool of herself!

hateful.

The more she thought about it, the more impatient she became, and every stroke she made seemed to not follow her thoughts.

"I've finished the painting." Nanhuang's clean voice came.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the big screen.

Then, amazing cheers erupted from the field!

Soon, one person applauded, leading another person to applaud, scattered applause, a large applause on the field, and the whole audience applauded!

"Thank you." She said and left the drawing board.

Look up at the big screen.

This is a picture of an absolutely noble and gorgeous lady. Every look and every smile of the old lady from the Bo family is full of nobility.

"These eyes are really amazing."

"Look at the old lady's clothes, they are really expensive."

"At first glance, it looks just like the real thing. But upon closer inspection, it has a lot more artistic color than the real thing."

"This light and shadow effect is really indescribable."

Mu Yun's hand shook, and she drew a wrong line. She immediately withdrew it, and suddenly realized that there seemed to be a layer that she had forgotten to separate.

I was getting more and more confused. I didn't know why I couldn't draw a line well for a long time.

It was finished. She had done the panel painting herself, but her line drawing was not completely finished yet. Ye Nanhuang had finished the entire painting.

Her state is finished, finished!

After Nanhuang put down her pen, Song and Chu welcomed her down.

Song Chu smiled and said, "Miss Ye, you really hide everything."

Nanhuang smiled.

Xie Ziran: "Mu Yun is going to panic."

Nanhuang looked at it and said, "Her basic skills are not bad, and she can still draw well, but..." Maybe she is not at her usual level.

After waiting for a while, the painting in Mu Yun's hand was finished, and Mu Yun's painting was placed together with Nan Huang's painting.

However, not only the speed and fluency of painting, but also the painting itself, Nanhuang's paintings are more than one level better than Mu Yun's.

Mu Yun's expression turned extremely ugly.

Xie Ziran smiled and said: "Miss Mu Yun, look, who loses and who wins?"

Zhao Gang said: "Our Miss Mu Yun is not in good condition today. It is not certain who will win or lose next time!"

Xie Ziran said: "Okay, let's make an appointment and we can compete at any time!"

Zhao Gang and the others were very angry and held back their words.

To be honest, now that this painting is hanging there, everyone is commenting in low voices. The results of the painting evaluation are simply self-evident.

Nanhuang wins.

Mu Yun was defeated.

Zhao Gang and others simply couldn't believe this result, but they had nothing to say.

Nanhuang smiled and said, "What Master Xie said is exactly what I wanted to say. Miss Mu, do you want to continue the competition?"

Mu Yun's face changed drastically, and she waved her sleeves angrily and turned around to leave.

…

The banquet was coming to an end and people were leaving one after another. Nanhuang was among them, trying hard to sell his recycling machine.

When Gu Gu left, he said meaningfully to Nanhuang: "Miss Ye, I'm glad to see your strength."

Nanhuang said goodbye politely.

I originally thought it was ancient and was just a casual remark. But later, when several members of the Xicheng Art Association came over in a hurry, Nanhuang realized that it turned out that ancient times had a deeper meaning.

He wanted to get himself involved in the Art Society.

But she wasn't interested.

So, those members of the Art Association came over and asked Nanhuang: "Hello, do you know where a lady with beautiful paintings is?"

Nanhuang looked stunned, then turned his head and looked at Mu Yun, who had an unsightly expression on his face. "Over there."

The member immediately thanked him, and then said to the people around him: "She is the person Gu said. Let's go quickly and drag the person into the Art Association."

Nanhuang took this opportunity and quickly left the venue.

Later, Song Chu and Xie Ziran watched this scene and almost laughed like crazy.

"Miss Ye is really interesting. If others knew that there were countless people rushing to join the Art Association, Miss Ye would still find it troublesome and don't know what to think." Standing outside the hotel, Song Chu said teasingly, " By the way, Miss Ye, we are familiar now. Can I know your WeChat now? "

"Okay." Nanhuang took out his mobile phone and was about to open WeChat and scan the QR code.

At this moment, a tall man stood in front of Nanhuang. Nanhuang raised his head and recognized him. He was the assistant who had conveyed the Fifth Master's words before.

"Hello, Miss." Yang Bo interrupted Song Chu and smiled politely at Nanhuang.

Nanhuang looked left and right and determined that Yang Bo was looking for him, so he asked: "Hello. What can I do for you?"

Yang Bo said angrily: "Our Fifth Master invites you to meet him."

Nanhuang refused bluntly: "It's inconvenient now. Sorry."

Yang Bo smiled and said: "Miss, it's like this. Today you bumped into the fifth master and injured the fifth master. The fifth master hopes that you will talk to him about compensation."

"Injured? Impossible!"

When Song and Chu heard this, they also stood beside Nanhuang.

Yang Bo smiled politely and said, "It was an injury, a fracture."

Nanhuang recalled it carefully, "From my perspective, his condition doesn't look like a fracture."

She thought for a while and asked, "Where did it break?"

Yang Bo said: "One of the ribs is broken."

"..."

Nanhuang thought he was cheating.

Yang Bo smiled and said: "Please give me a favor, Miss."

"How is it possible that a single collision resulted in fractures?" Song Chu said directly: "Just tell me how much compensation you need. How can you worry about calling a girl in the middle of the night?"

Yang Bo pushed up his glasses and smiled. "Master Song probably doesn't have time to meddle in other people's business."

"You!" Song Chu had just finished speaking. At this moment, Song Chu's cell phone and Xie Ziran's cell phone rang almost at the same time. When they looked at the phone, they had no choice but to answer the call. Then, the two of them were furious. The fire is burning.

Nanhuang glanced at the two of them.

Xie Ziran said anxiously: "Nanhuang, there is something urgent at home."

Nanhuang nodded: "Go back quickly."

Song Chu looked eager and grabbed Nanhuang: "Don't go to Rong Wuye's place. You come with me."

Yang Bo pulled Song Chu away and raised his glasses. "Young Master Song, it's more important to resolve your own matters first."

Song Chu's phone calls came one after another, and his face became increasingly anxious.

Nanhuang himself, on the other hand, looked unconcerned.

I wonder if this Fifth Master Rong is the man behind Rong’s Central Plaza in Xicheng, Jiang Xin’s boss?

Nanhuang became somewhat interested.

"You have something to do at home, so go back quickly. I'm fine here."

"Miss Ye!"

Nanhuang looked at Yang Bo, "Let's go. Where is your fifth master, Rong?"