"My parents brought me here." Liu Fan scratched his head, wondering why the teacher didn't come.

He was silent for a while and said, "Teacher, I just saw Miss Qiao's grandmother give Grandma Qingzhi a painting with a style very similar to Master Shui Mo! Presumably, the teacher should be very interested."

"What?" Old Qin heard the name of Master Suimo, and the wine was half awake in an instant. "You mean there is a painting that resembles Master Suimo? Want me to appraise it?"

For many years, he hasn't seen a painting by a master at the end of the water.

Mom, this mood feels as excited as seeing an oasis in the desert.

Liu Fan nodded heavily, "Yes, teacher, come here, or the banquet will be over later."

"I'll go right away!" Mr. Qin hung up the phone in a hurry. He didn't even have time to get the banquet post, so he hurried to Longyue Hotel.

When Liu Fan heard the beeping sound on the other end of the phone, a few black lines appeared on his face...Would he say that he wouldn't be killed if he was killed?

He held his forehead helplessly and looked at the second Miss Qiao family who was sending the painting in the distance. Although the cynicism of the people around was still not over, she sat there calmly, as if there was no time at all.

He really admired the psychological quality of this little girl.

When Xiuli and Qiao Anchu heard the crowd drop Qiao Yimo, they were very proud of themselves, and they waited for Grandma Qingzhi to scold Qiao Yimo.

Unexpectedly, Qingzhi smiled and said, "What is stealing? My granddaughter didn't sell the paintings? And there was no improper profit. She just gave me a surprise. You said this. It’s a bit too much! Besides, if you copy the paintings of Master Shui Mo, can you copy such paintings?"

"This..." Xiuli's eyes widened, and she couldn't think that Qingzhi would protect her calf like this the first time she saw Qiao Yimo.

"Grandma Qingzhi..." Qiao Anchu just wanted to say something, but a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Qingzhi, I've been waiting for a long time!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone looked at Mr. Qin who was coming.

Grandma Qingzhi was overjoyed and quickly got up, "Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Qin!"

She and Mr. Qin had a relationship when they were young. This is due to the reason that her old man likes to paint. At that time, Mr. Qin was just a lesser-known painter!

This time I asked Dong Yan to post an invitation to Mr. Qin. I originally thought that Mr. Qin would be on fire and would come to her 70th birthday banquet.

When everyone saw Mr. Qin, they were pleasantly surprised.

Although the Qiao family is considered to be a face-to-face figure in S City, Mr. Qin is now the hottest painter in S City, and it is difficult to invite him over.

Especially a few days ago, the second lady of the Qiao family coaxed out the big oolong, and it was even more difficult and difficult to invite him.

Seeing Mr. Qin to participate in Qiao's Qingzhi's 70th birthday at the moment was also enough to give the Qiao family's face.

The eyes of the banquet guests turned to the entrance.

Not long after, I saw Mr. Qin walking over with his eyes narrowed.

Everyone was shocked: "This Qiao family is really powerful enough to invite Mr. Qin over."

"Yes, you don't know how high Mr. Qin's appearance fee is now."

"You said Qiao Anchu would be embarrassed to see Mr. Qin now!"

"Sure, Mr. Qin's face was green with anger last time."

"And he originally wanted to accept Qiao Yimo as a disciple, but he was laughed at by Qiao Yimo's old age! Ho ho, now I know that Qiao Yimo originally copied it."

"That's right, what's so great! Still look down on Mr. Qin!"

"Fortunately, Mr. Qin did not accept the two sisters of the Qiao family as apprentices, otherwise Qin's reputation would be lost."

"Yes, fortunately fortunately!"

Qiao Yimo chuckled, raising his eyebrows unmoved.

Seeing this, Dong Yan quickly greeted him, "Mr. Qin, I didn't expect you to come, so hurry up and sit here."

When Mr. Qin saw Dong Yan's face, it was as if he saw Qiao Yimo's face. He became angry, waved his hand and refused, "No need." JrNovels.com