My Best Stewardess Wife

   "What's the matter?" Seeing Chu Yunhao's expression was different, Jiang Siying looked at Chu Yunhao with some surprise.

   "Nothing..." Chu Yunhao took a deep breath.

   arrived at Longwen District, Convention and Exhibition Center.

   "Siying!" Cheng Yihan saw Chu Yunhao and Jiang Siying coming together, and hurriedly came forward. Glancing at Chu Yunhao, he held Jiang Siying's hand very intimately.

  Cheng Yihan didn't say hello to Chu Yunhao, but at that glance, everything was silent.

   "Seeing me so happy! I'm flattered!" Jiang Siying looked at Cheng Yihan and smiled slightly.

   "People miss you Siying!" Cheng Yihan held Jiang Siying's hand and smiled sweetly.

   "Really! Did you miss someone by my side?" Jiang Siying pretended to be surprised and said to Cheng Yihan.

   Cheng Yihan's face flushed slightly when he heard the words. He secretly glanced at Chu Yunhao.

  Jiang Siying also seemed to feel something, glanced at the two of them, smiled slightly, took Cheng Yihan's hand, and said, "Yihan, let's go, ignore this pervert!"

  Cheng Yihan stuck out his tongue at Chu Yunhao, made a face, and turned away.

  Chu Yunhao was very depressed, he was so good, how could he become a pervert!

   There are a lot of people coming to this exhibition. Many even come with their families. Many appear to be students.

   Although it is said to be = art exhibition. But there are many styles of paintings in this exhibition area. Landscape paintings, figure paintings, and even sketches. painting. It seems that this = art exhibition is just a gimmick.

   But Chu Yunhao is considered an expert in this way. In the past life in the realm of self-cultivation, Chu Yunhao, as the Tianxin Sect, was in order to cultivate the way of the heart. His piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all briefly involved. Therefore, in the eyes of Chu Yunhao, the paintings in front of him seem to be of little quality.

   looked at Chu Yunhao's monograph. Jiang Siying thought this guy was pretending. He smiled and said, "Why, do you still understand?"

  Chu Yunhao nodded slightly and said lightly, "That's it!"

   "Really? I don't believe it!" Jiang Siying gave Chu Yunhao a white look, as if her sister didn't believe it.

  Chu Yunhao smiled lightly. There is no explanation either.

   Not only Jiang Siying, but even Cheng Yihan didn't believe it. In school, Cheng Yihan had never heard of Chu Yunhao's painting skills.

   "Then what do you think of the painting in front of you?" Jiang Siying looked at Chu Yunhao and asked.

   "Not so good?" Chu Yunhao shook his head. A very sure.

   In Jiang Siying's opinion, the painting in front of him is not bad. At least it's a masterpiece. But he didn't want to be said to be useless by Chu Yunhao.

   "Hmph, what do you say?" Jiang Siying looked at Chu Yunhao.

Chu Yunhao said lightly: "A painting can be divided into three grades, the lower grade is a painting, only the shape... The middle grade has both form and spirit... And the top grade painting is the combination of spirit, spirit and spirit. , the painting has a high-level artistic conception, and integrates the artist's ideological and artistic conception. What he wrote is far beyond the painting itself!"

  Jiang Siying was a little confused by Chu Yunhao's words.

   "How about your painting?" Jiang Siying pointed to the landscape painting in front of her.

Chu Yunhao looked at the painting in front of him and said with a faint smile, "This painting is only a low-quality painting. A work with only its shape and no spirit can only be regarded as a low-quality painting. In my opinion, the author of this painting should No social experience, that is to say, should be a student."

   "Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"

   At this moment, there was a burst of applause from the side.

   An old man with white hair and beard looked at Chu Yunhao, his eyes glowing with brilliance. It was like looking at a rare treasure.

   "Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books! I'm Lin Taishan, vice president of the Nanmin Painting and Calligraphy Institute, and this is my business card!" The old man handed over a paper business card.

   Both Cheng Yihan and Jiang Siying were a little surprised. Although they have never seen Lin Taishan, most of them have heard his name. He is not only the vice president of the Southern Fujian Painting and Calligraphy Academy, but also a member of the Provincial Painting Association. He is very influential in the calligraphy and painting circles in Fujian Province. But he didn't think that he admired Chu Yunhao so much.

  Chu Yunhao took the business card and said with a faint smile, "Banmen just got an axe!"

"No...no... what the little friend said is like a powerful one, it's thought-provoking! That painting was painted by one of my disciples. He is only a middle school student. He has only been painting for half a year. This exhibition brought him to let him He just saw the world!" Lin Taishan looked at Chu Yunhao and smiled.

   Jiang Siying and Cheng Yihan were slightly surprised when they heard the words. Chu Yunhao's words were not without purpose.

   "Little friend, if you need anything, you can call me. There are still some things over there that need me to come out. If I have time another day, I will discuss with my little friend!" Lin Taishan hurriedly left.

   Jiang Siying glanced at Chu Yunhao in surprise. With a half-smile, he said: "Can't you see, you are actually a little level!"

   "As you said, it's just nonsense!" Chu Yunhao smiled lightly.

  Cheng Yihan also laughed and said, "Sister Yihan, you don't know, the longer you know this guy, the more you will feel that the guy you know is just the tip of the iceberg. Every now and then, he will give you a surprise!"

  Jiang Siying looked at Cheng Yihan and said with a smile: "Hehe, is it because of this that he fascinated our beautiful Cheng?"

  Cheng Yihan blushed, lowered his head and blushed and said, "How can there be!"

   "Okay, let's go there and see..." Jiang Siying ignored Chu Yunhao, took Cheng Yihan's hand, and turned away.

  Although most of the paintings here are not as good as Chu Yunhao's discernment, but since he is here, Chu Yunhao also wants to take this opportunity to see how the earth's painting skills are like. After all, there are still some places to learn from. In the realm of self-cultivation, the highest state of painting is heart painting. Painting with the heart, not sticking to any form, and imaginative, the painting produced by this is the work of the Mahayana.

   Leisurely, Chu Yunhao's eyes narrowed. His eyes fell on a painting.

   This is a landscape painting. This painting is unique among other paintings and has attracted the attention of many painters. Especially Lin Taishan looked at this painting and was amazed.

"The first half of this painting looks ordinary, but the back has peaks that protrude, as if someone's handwriting has changed. What's even more rare is that the fit is seamless. On the green bamboo, I saw a mood that would rather bend than bend! "

   "Yes, this painting gives me an immersive feeling!" Another old man nodded.

   "Who made this painting? I want to meet the owner of this painting... My biggest gain from this exhibition may be this painting!" Lin Taishan said with a smile.

   "I heard that the owner of this painting is a prospective college student or a girl..."

  …

   Hearing this, Chu Yunhao turned around and sighed.

   This painting is exactly the half-finished product that Chu Yunhao completed for her at Ruo Ling's house. But I don't want to show it here.

   Just when Chu Yunhao was about to leave. A girl's voice rang behind Chu Yunhao.

  Chu Yunhao stood still.

   This voice is very familiar, it is Ruo Ling's.

   "Is that you?" The voice trembled.

  Chu Yunhao turned around, looked at Ruo Ling, pretended to be confused and asked, "Do you know me?"

   Ruo Ling looked at Chu Yunhao deeply, as if she wanted to see something from his face.

   Chu Yunhao deliberately changed his voice when he was with Ruo Ling. Using the original sound now, it really made Ruo Ling a little confused.

   "No...you are not him?" Ruo Ling's voice was endlessly disappointed.

  Chu Yunhao couldn't bear it. But he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would no longer bear it.

   "Looks like you have mistaken the girl!" After speaking, Chu Yunhao strode away.

   When Ruo Ling was about to react, Chu Yunhao had already walked away. When it's time to chase. Chu Yunhao was nowhere to be found. Ruo Ling murmured: "Why, why do I always feel that you have a very familiar feeling on your body?"

   This scene happened to be seen by Cheng Yihan and Jiang Siying, and the two women looked at each other and seemed a little surprised. As soon as he turned around, Chu Yunhao hanged a girl.

   On the way back, the two women severely tortured Chu Yunhao. But Chu Yunhao naturally wouldn't admit it. It's just that the girl admits the wrong person. Of course, how could the two women believe it. But there is no evidence. Jiang Siying could only give up.

   After playing for a day, the sky gradually got dark. Chu Yunhao was because of the bloodthirsty demon that appeared in the news. Naturally, Cheng Yihan was sent back first, and then he went back with Jiang Siying.

   When Chu Yunhao sent Cheng Yihan back.

   In a dark corner, a pair of crimson eyes stared at the direction where Chu Yunhao was leaving. Incomparably resentful eyes. In the end, the pair of crimson eyes fell on Cheng Yihan. His eyes gradually softened. With a trace of complexity, there is also a trace of resentment in his body.

   When he and Jiang Siying had just arrived at home, Chu Yunhao's cell phone rang.

   is from Cheng Yihan.

   "Yihan hit?" Jiang Siying next to Chu Yunhao looked at Chu Yunhao with a half-smile.

   Looking at Jiang Siying, she seemed a little jealous. Chu Yunhao smiled shyly and said, "Yes! There might be something wrong!"

   "Go ahead, go to Yihan and tell me that I'm stingy and won't let you answer the phone!" Jiang Siying pretended to be indifferent, but she pricked up her ears and seemed to want to hear what Cheng Yihan said to Chu Yunhao.

  Chu Yunhao smiled shyly, but still picked up the phone.

   "Yunhao, are you asleep?" Cheng Yihan said to Chu Yunhao.

   "Just arrived, what happened?" Chu Yunhao asked with a smile.

   "Yunhao, I'm a little scared! I just felt... I felt like someone was following me!" Cheng Yihan's voice was timid.

   "Following you? Are you thinking too much?" Chu Yunhao was a little surprised.

   "No, I turned my head to see it by accident." Cheng Yihan's tone was firm.

   "What kind of?" Chu Yunhao asked.

   "He's tall, his face can't be seen clearly... I just feel a little weird in the eyes..." Cheng Yihan gritted his teeth.

  Chu Yunhao comforted Cheng Yihan and hung up the phone. He frowned thoughtfully.

   Note to readers:

   Brothers who don’t have a collection can have a lot of collections.