Rebirth of the National Male God

Bai Mifeng and his son naturally also saw Si Huang. Although their expressions were well hidden, Si Huang still noticed the subtle difference in the way they looked at her.

It seems that Bai Junyuan has been found? Si Huang smiled inwardly, but he was much better than Bai and his son in terms of acting.

At least Bai Mifeng and his son couldn't see any guilt from her face.

"Uncle." Si Huang took the initiative to greet the two, "Grandpa."

Bai Mifeng answered her, but old man Bai ignored her.

This scene was filmed and recorded by reporters at the scene.

Speaking of the reporters at the scene, they were mainly concerned with the famous people who came to the art exhibition, as well as the new foreign painter Morris. After all, Morris himself is not bad in appearance. A pair of green eyes can arouse the maternal love of women, especially the status of aristocratic but down-and-out, just like the down-and-out prince in a fairy tale, it is a good gimmick.

However, the appearance of Sihuang made these reporters look like flies seeing a cake. They wished that everyone would step forward and bite. The lens and camera focused continuously on Sihuang.

This is a fashion darling who is born to stand under the camera! ——The reporters present couldn't help but think this way in their hearts, because Sihuang's own conditions are really outstanding, and he stands out from the crowd in a group of well-dressed people.

"K, look quickly." Morris was not polite to Bai Mifeng and the others. After Sihuang finished greeting people, he let her watch his favorite works.

Si Huang has long noticed the most eye-catching work in this painting exhibition.

Wonderful use of color, mysterious charm, the beautiful figure hidden in the mist and deep sea, a ray of moonlight just shone on his face, as if the moon god fell in love with him deeply and was deeply fascinated by him, That's why she lingers on him and refuses to leave. Although you can't see the appearance of the mysterious creature in the painting clearly, you still feel that he is extremely beautiful. He combines the charm and coldness without any flaws. Unable to ignore him, and after the shocking pain in the heart, the remaining misty mist is soft, lingering and unforgetable, and he is reluctant to leave his sight.

This is a successful work, even a masterpiece, no one can ignore its value.

No wonder Morris would call it her, because this painting really makes people feel the vitality, and I can't help but believe that there are creatures in fairy tales like mermaids in this world.

Maybe the author of this painting was really lucky enough to meet her?

The reporters didn't miss the opportunity. When they saw Morris coming in person, they surrounded him and asked Morris various questions.

"Mr. Morris, I heard that you have seen a mermaid, which is why you have this work. Is this true?"

"Mr. Morris, may I ask if the creature in this painting is male or female? If you just look at it like this, you can't tell the characteristics at all."

"Mr. Morris..."

In the face of the reporters' questions, Morris did not answer them one by one. For the questions he didn't want to answer, he would directly explain that he didn't want to say, or that it was a secret that belonged to him alone.

This way of answering made people even more curious, but Morris didn't deliberately want to whet people's appetite, but was really unwilling to answer, so no matter how the reporter played tricks, he still couldn't get the answer he wanted most.

"Then Mr. Morris, do you really plan to sell this "Sirraine"?"

For this question, many people present want to know. Because this work is so beautiful, let alone a woman, even a man can't help but want to collect it and appreciate it alone.

Morris did not hesitate. He looked at Si Huang who was looking at "The Siren", and said seriously with a bright smile: "Since she is hung here and has shown her beauty to the world, it is already destined that she will be killed by someone. Personally. I would have given her to my dear friend, K, if I could!"

Along with Morris's words, a flash of snapshots shot Si Huang fiercely, and whispers rang out from the crowd.

"It's a pity that painters also need to live and eat, not only to support themselves but also to support the house left to me by my grandfather." Morris sighed, and his green eyes became sad, which aroused the love of countless women. However, his helplessness lasted only for a moment, and soon he cheered up again, and smiled at Si Huang: "K, it's done! You must buy this painting!"

This time, Sihuang sighed, "You put it this way, if someone wants to fight against me, wouldn't I have to spend more money?" Sihuang glanced sideways at Morris, who was in a daze, and then chuckled lightly. Everyone present said: "I know that everyone likes this work very much, but I still hope that everyone can let the kid go, and I will buy her with the highest price."

Originally, the ownership of a piece of work was determined early in the morning, and it is disgusting to ask others to regress.

However, Morris first explained that he wanted to give it to Sihuang, and Sihuang's attitude was sincere and natural. If there is still someone arguing with her now, it seems that he is really the one who wants to fight against Sihuang.

Sly boy! ——Many people commented on Sihuang like this in their hearts, and then added: A cunning and elegant boy!

The young man stood in front of "The Siren", with a smile on his fair jade face, and matched with "The Siren", it was unexpectedly harmonious and vivid, and there was an illusion that the creatures in the painting came to life.

This can't help but make people feel that Si Huang is indeed the best winner of this painting.

Thinking of Sihuang's influence and the energy behind it, most people have given up the idea of ​​fighting.

"Xiaohuang." A disharmonious voice sounded slowly, "Grandpa also likes this painting very much."

After Mr. Bai finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became more subtle.