Old Mr. Qin glanced at Qiao Yimo and returned to the painting. He nodded, "Exactly!"

Everyone raised their eyes and looked at Qiao Yimo with dumbfounded expressions, as if they still hadn't reacted to this series of changes.

"You said Qiao Yimo is the master of the end of the water? No, the master of the end of the water is not very old, is it the same as the old woman?"

"I'm impersonating, I don't believe it anyway."

"I don't believe that she is so young and has such a high talent in the painting industry."

In the distance, Jun Mo looked at the man in front of him in shock and asked, "Could this sister-in-law be the master of the end of the water?"

A few seconds later, he denied this idea again, "Isn't it right, is this sister-in-law a doctor and a painter?"

Everyone was curious to come forward to see the painting of Master Sui Mo.

I saw Grandma Qingzhi hiding the painting in her hand behind her, "This is from my granddaughter, not for it!"

When Qiao Anchu saw that Grandma Qingzhi was so idiot, she was mad with jealousy.

Thinking of this, a chill flashed in her eyes.

"Sister, how did you get this painting? You can't get it by any means, after all, there are no seals underneath... I'm afraid the origin of this painting is unknown!"

Qiao Yimo curled his lips, chuckled lightly, and said coldly, "What do you mean by this?"

"I don't mean to wrong my sister, I'm afraid that when this thing arrives in my sister's hands, it will be reselled through others. Grandma Qingzhi, you don't want to get gifts of unknown arrival, right?"

"It's fine if it's an ordinary painting, but the style of painting is too much like a master of the end of the water, I'm afraid it's not easy!"

"Yes, is it interesting to hold something with unknown origin?" Xiuli couldn't help being sour.

After Qiao Anchu Xiuli said, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

"I didn't steal it, and I didn't grab the second. Why can't I own this painting? I'm doing it right, sitting upright, why don't I condescend to slander? It's not like someone steals my painting and shows it to Mr. Qin as himself. Do you still have the face to be a teacher?"

Qiao Anchu's face changed drastically when he pointed at Qiao Yimo and almost sweared.

Upon seeing this, Dong Yan hurriedly pulled Qiao Yimo nervously: "Yimo, let this matter go, now the banquet is not over yet, save your sister a little bit of face!"

Xiuli couldn't understand Qiao Yimo, and mocked, "How about a good gift? I didn't paint this picture by myself. My daughter can just paint a hundred pictures a day like this kind of painting."

"Although An Chu has taken your paintings, it doesn't mean that she can't paint either! I still remember that when I was a child, my daughter Qingling and her painting skills were equal. Humph!"

"If you have the ability, let Qiao Anchu, Qiao Yimo, and your daughter come to a live game, and finally let Mr. Qin evaluate it! Otherwise, who knows if your picture is a copy or an imitation!"

Mr. Qin stamped his foot and said excitedly, "Why don't we have a live broadcast another day? If anyone can get the first place in the game, I will accept her as a disciple! As for Qiao Anchu... if she is really capable. , I don’t care about it!"

Hearing, Qiao Anchu looked at Dong Yan in shock, "Mom, did I misheard it? I still have a chance."

Dong Yan nodded in shock, really admiring the pattern of Mr. Qin!

Qiao Yimo's red lips twitched, her sharp phoenix eyes looked at Qiao Anchu, "If you want to compare with me, you have to ask yourself if you are worthy!"

Dong Yan's face was heavy, she didn't know what to say, so she could only look at Grandma Qingzhi for help.

Qingzhi coughed awkwardly, "This is the end of the gift giving. Don't hurt your peace on such a good day. As for the matter that Mr. Qin said, go back and consider it for these children!"

Then he picked up the warm water and took a sip with a smile.

When everyone saw Qingzhi's attitude, it was hard to continue to say something.

But Mr. Qin already had a plan in his heart, and he seemed bound to see the day Qiao Yimo painted by himself.

In the distance, the two tall and slender men also left with the end of the banquet. JrNovels.com