Metropolis: Shocked! Become the villain at the beginning

"Let me ask you if you look good?" Xiao Feng looked at Li Haohua expressionlessly.

"Xiao... Xiao Shao, I was wrong. Li Haohua's body trembled slightly, and he said with a trembling voice.

He now regrets it very much in his heart, forgetting that Xiao Feng is by his side.

He knows Xiao Feng very well, and Xiao Feng is not allowed to be looked at by others about his people or things.

"What are you wrong, Li Shao, if you look good, you can take a few more looks, and pay attention in the future. Xiao Feng said indifferently in his ear, and then strode away.

In his heart, the Li family has been painted with the word killing.

"Xiao Shao, what a talented woman, it's just made in heaven.

"If anyone says they're not suitable, I'll be the first to hammer them."

Seeing Xiao Feng coming, the crowd around him quickly dispersed, leaving an aisle.

Everyone had a smile on their face and said complimentally.

Xiao Feng looked at everyone with a faint smile, and then walked to Xiao Lintan's side: "Dad, Mom, I'm here." "

It's so handsome, it's a good match for Ziqing. Jiang Qiulian nodded with satisfaction and pulled Xiao Feng to Lin Ziqing's side.

Standing beside her, everyone's eyes lit up instantly, one was tall and straight, handsome and handsome, and the other was like a fairy, no matter how you look at it, they are incomparably matched.

Xiao Feng glanced at Lin Ziqing, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he felt that Lin Ziqing's body was tense, and his breathing was a little short.

Are you nervous? Or are you afraid of something?

Immediately, Xiao Feng looked at the middle-aged man standing beside Xiao Lintan, Lin Zheng, the head of the Lin family.

"Uncle Lin, how is your body feeling lately, has it improved a bit?" Xiao Feng looked at him with a look of concern.

Lin Zheng waved his hand when he heard this: "It's still an old problem, there is one breath left, when God wants to take it, I can't guess it." "

Uncle Lin, don't say that, take care of your body, sometimes you still have to pay more attention to it, in case some people are there." Xiao Feng glanced at Lin Ziqing, the corners of his mouth rose, and said meaningfully.

Smack-Jiang

Qiulian slapped Xiao Feng's arm with a palm, and said angrily: "How do you speak, your Uncle Lin is just a little unwell."

Xiao Feng smiled when he heard this, and didn't say much, sometimes saying more might be counterproductive.

If anyone of the four was the most nervous when they heard Xiao Feng's words, it must be Lin Ziqing.

Her whole body tensed instantly, and her eyes stared deeply at Xiao Feng.

Secretly said: "What do you know? Is it a coincidence?"

Lin Zheng was obviously stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then came back to his senses: "Haha, Xiaofeng, thank you for your concern."

Xiao Feng smiled lightly, shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything more.

A few minutes later

, as a crisp and loud bell rang from the manor, the people who were talking around in the hall instantly quieted down and came to the front.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Lintan took a step forward and glanced at the crowd: "You can take time out of your busy schedule to attend the engagement of my son Xiao Feng and Lin Ziqing, the daughter of the Lin family, I am very grateful." "

The marriage of the Xiao and Lin families marks the harmony of our Demon Capital family and creates a better environment.

"Now I announce the official start of the engagement!" As

Xiao Lintan's last sentence spoke, fireworks in the courtyard suddenly rang out in the sky.

The guests below also made a commotion, and the first step of the engagement banquet was presented.

"The Peng family gave a gift, a pair of imperial green bracelets.

"The Zhao family gave gifts, ten Ferraris, and a pair of red jade bracelets. "

The Ji family gave gifts, a Genting villa, ten Bentleys, and a purebred rough stone. "

......

As the gifts were reported, the gift-giver had a smile on his face, some people's faces remained unchanged, and some people showed annoyance on their faces.

"Okay, I'll announce the first..." Xiao Lintan saw that no one sent it, and was about to say the next item, when suddenly a voice interrupted him: "Wait a minute, I haven't sent it yet, Xiao family master." Hearing

the voice, everyone turned around to look, only to see that at the end, a young man looked at Xiao Lintan with a faint smile.

"Zhao Dong, is this your person?Is there a problem here?" someone who was familiar with Zhao Xiangyang looked at Lin Zixing, pointed to his head and asked.

Interrupting the head of the Xiao family, even if he sends flowers today, he may be remembered by the Xiao family, and there is no place for him.

"Hmph, you don't have to bother" Zhao Xiangyang snorted coldly when he heard this, and turned his head sideways.

For him, say Lin Zixing, then you are my enemy, not my friend.

Lin Zixing felt everyone's gaze at him, and his body felt a little fluttering, and some blood was spurting.

I secretly said in my heart: "Yes, yes, that's how it feels, this is the treatment I should enjoy, it's so cool." He

didn't come down the mountain to compete for a few hundred yuan of calligraphy and painting, but to make a greater influence and influence than his master.

"Oh, I don't know what you have, little friend?" Although Xiao Lintan was unhappy in his heart, he didn't show it, and he still had a faint smile on his face.

"Are you here? Lin Zixing, I want to see what you can come up with. Xiao Feng stood behind and looked indifferently at everything that happened.

The protagonist is present, how can nothing happen.

Not only Xiao Feng was curious, everyone looked at him curiously, wondering what he could come up with.

Seeing this, Lin Zixing smiled mysteriously, walked to the center of the field, and took out a calligraphy and painting from his arms.

This calligraphy and painting is the hand-me-down work of Ni Zan at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, "Autumn Ji Picture of the Fishing Village", which is dedicated to the head of the Xiao family today. Immediately

, his hand trembled slightly, and the calligraphy and painting were instantly opened, and the wonderful calligraphy and painting were instantly revealed.

"It's impossible, who doesn't know that Ni Zhan's works are rarely inherited to the present world. Hearing the name of this immediately caused a commotion.

Everyone looked at the painting with disbelief, they still had some understanding of calligraphy and painting, but they didn't have a deep understanding.

And Ni Zhan's masterpiece, how can they not know.

""Autumn Ji Picture of the Fishing Village"? Then what am I? I have a good show to watch.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, isn't this calligraphy and painting here with him?

How could there be a second one, and then he stared at it for a long time, and then found a little undried dye in a corner.

This is obviously painted by Lin Zixing, and Lin Zixing's painting is explained in the original work.

When Xu Baishun, a master of Chinese painting, met Lin Zixing, in addition to being attracted by painting, he also had Lin Zixing's vast knowledge and understanding of calligraphy and painting.

It seems that Lin Zixing thinks that I don't know the painting, so I painted another one by myself to pretend to be forced.

It's a pity, just wait to become a fool!!

"This painting is real or fake, everyone present can come and check one or two." Lin Zixing said confidently.

He was very confident in his skills, and thinking of this, he looked at Xiao Feng and provoked.

What if you robbed my painting, it's not that you don't know the goods!!

when she heard this, a person suddenly came up, took a closer look, and made a voice of admiration in her mouth: "Good painting, good painting, this fisherman, it's really Ni Zhan's real product." Hearing

this, Lin Zixing stood proudly and snorted in his nose.

Then a few people came up and got the same results as at the beginning, and then they were impressed by the calligraphy and painting skills.

At that moment, a voice sounded behind everyone.