Inhumane Urbanity

Seeing Xie An looking at Latti strangely, the president of Sunshine was also a little embarrassed. Look. Mao. Thread. Chinese. Chinese. Net

"I originally wanted to invite an Oriental musician, but I didn't find it for a long time. So I invited Master Lati. I believe it will not let you down."

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He was also shocked by the foreigner's singular IQ, but he just reached out and didn't smile, and he immediately waved: "Come in, please come in."

The president of Sunseeker was a little embarrassed, "Dear Xie, besides these masters, I have prepared several other programs to cheer for the party, which will definitely satisfy you."

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You can pull it down, you just messed up.

He wouldn't even have any expectation.

At this time, there were people coming constantly, and Xie An was speechless and greeted at the door with Mr. Sheng Xike.

"I have a sentence about MMP that I don't know when to talk about it or not. None of these foreign devil's services is reliable."

However, this scene is completely different in the eyes of the members of the "Shuahua" group.

Seeing Xie An chatting with celebrities from all walks of life in Britain, they do not know how much they admire.

"Xiao'an is amazing." Fatty said with emotion.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also opened at this time.

"This is the upper class."

"I lean, I don't know how much higher than those local tyrants."

"Don't you finally conceal your excellence?"

"It would be nice if I could participate."

"First of all, you must have a custom-made evening dress."

"First of all, you have to have a beautiful face."

"First of all, you have to have a height of 1.8 meters, good facial features, and a healthy body, so that you can apply for a waiter."

"Front 666. Look. Wool, Chinese network"

Half an hour later, the dinner officially started.

"Dear distinguished guests, we are here tonight to celebrate the founding of our most outstanding work, Tian An, by our company, which is our thank you from China. Welcome."

Xie An came to power.

A glance around: "Everyone has fun."

The crowd applauded immediately and continued to look at him.

However, Xie An stepped down directly.

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Is this over?

The host hurriedly rescued the scene: "Then the banquet officially started. Tonight we specially invited many famous artists of traditional oriental art to show everyone the charm of the east."

At this time, Matsui Dongzi of the Neon Kingdom and Inoue went on stage together, and each started to wave.

A group of foreigners immediately stepped forward.

Xie An, as the master, can only follow.

"Is this the painting of the East? It's really beautiful."

Exclaimed a white woman.

Xie An rolled his eyes. "My sister, nothing is drawn on this special cat."

Look at one of the wells below, Xie An almost did not squirt out a salt soda.

"What the **** are you writing about?"

Fat Di standing beside Xie An couldn't help blinking.

At this time, a guest of the neon country said: "The characters of Inoue Jun are still so powerful and full of vitality. Every word is like a farewell."

Xie An, "Don't lie to me when I am a little student. This special cat hasn't been written by our elementary school students?

At this time, another white man said: "This style is very abstract, and it really deserves to be a master."

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Does your conscience hurt? What can this be called art? Are you teasing me?

Seeing this one named Inoue writing blindly on the paper, and there were a bunch of people on the side applauding, Xie An was speechless.

However, at this time, some people came together and asked, "Thank you, what do you think of the works of these two masters?"

Xian····· Is your expression looking serious?

After holding back, Xie An still couldn't hold back, "I don't think so."

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This is very embarrassing.

Seeing the air suddenly quiet, Xie An coughed, "I don't like to tell lies."

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You are getting darker and darker.

At this time, the guests of several neon countries suddenly became angry.

"Boy, don't think you can slander our majestic masters with a few dollars at will."

At this time, Matsui Dongzi and Inoue stopped angry.

Xie An rolled his eyes. "Insult them? I don't have that time."

"Boy, you upstart who knows nothing, immediately apologize to the two masters."

The guests of the neon state suddenly looked like cockfights one by one.

The foreigners on the side also began to discuss one after another.

The members of the Hua Shao Tuan couldn't help getting nervous on the side.

Xie An glanced around and sighed softly.

Hey, you are forcing me to make a big move.

Immediately, without a word, he went directly to Matsui Dongzi's table and picked up a pen.

"What is he doing?" Chen Yihan asked Fatty confused.

Fat Di also shook his head blankly.

The others looked at him blankly.

At this time Xie An used actions to tell others what he was going to do.

I saw him drawing on the paper.

Seeing this scene, many people are speechless.

Several guests from the neon state even satirized directly:

"Does he think he can paint better than others?"

"Isn't he crazy?"

"It's funny."

"This is too self-confident, right?"

"How ignorant is it to be so arrogant?"

Even the live broadcast room was speechless.

Between the crowd's discussion, Xie An stopped the pen and stood up, and everyone immediately saw his painting.

The scene was quiet for a moment.

A few of the disdainful neon state guests almost did not stare at their eyes.

For a time, everyone could not help looking at Matsui Dongzi's paintings, but also Xie An's paintings.

It's just that the more we look at the crowd, the more weird.

This Nima is not a level at all?

Even people who don't understand painting can tell at a glance, Xie An's paintings have thrown away what is the first person in today's Oriental painting auction, Ten Streets.

At this time, a person who understood the painting shouted violently, "There is a lot of fun and fun, this pair of cuttlefish only has Bai Shi's style, not right, even if the old man is still alive, I am afraid that he may not be able to paint better."

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Fatty...

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Matsui Dongzi stared at Xie An's painting, and the whole person was infatuated.

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"Can anyone tell me what is happening now?"