Chapter 89 He is here

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"Of course." Liu Jianglin nodded, "Jingwu definitely hopes to get a more professional evaluation from you. I saw a painting from a painter who just debuted, and the painting is very good, but of course, such a painting is definitely not as good as those of everyone's paintings, not as good as those classics, so would you mind boasting that this painting is actually a painting? Did you do well?"

Lu Hengxiu: "I don't know much about painting, so I won't comment lightly."

"Well, so, you don't usually go to art museums? No exhibitions?" Liu Jianglin asked back.

Lu Hengxiu: "Of course I still go occasionally."

"Then you didn't say a word the whole time?" Liu Jianglin said, "Go in silently, come out silently, without any attitude or preference."

Lu Hengxiu: "Miss Liu is very good at making metaphors, but don't forget, I go to art museums, I have my preferences and attitudes, but that is my own business, I will not appear in a painting program, To seriously comment on the quality of a painting."

"It turns out that you are dissatisfied with my appearance on this show." Liu Jianglin smiled slightly and said, "I understand."

Lu Hengxiu didn't speak.

Liu Jianglin also stopped talking.

The scene was even more embarrassing.

The host could only bite the bullet and come to the rescue at this time, said a series of words that he didn't know what he was talking about, invited Jingwu down, and then invited the next one to come on stage.

Still not Song Shiyu.

This time Liu Jianglin did not speak again.

Because of what Lu Hengxiu said last time, she waited for Lu Hengxiu to finish speaking, and then simply pretended to be okay and continued to talk about her feelings.

Of course, it's still a compliment.

Lu Hengxiu glanced at him, this time she didn't say any more sarcasm.

Liu Jianglin was surprised instead, she thought that Lu Hengxiu would make another sarcastic statement.

But why did he look a little embarrassed?Why, feel guilty for the rude words just now?

Just as Liu Jianglin was thinking so, Song Shiyu stepped onto the stage.

From her angle, only a silhouette can be seen.

But what is there to say?

It can be recognized even when turned into ashes...

Although this sentence may not be so appropriate to use here, it probably means that.

Liu Jianglin could also recognize Song Shiyu based on just a silhouette.

The arena fell silent.

The on-site directors guided well, and the atmosphere of the audience was full of anticipation.

He clearly knew that Song Shiyu would be the next person to appear, but he was still full of expectations.

Is it Song Shiyu?
Nonsense, of course it is Song Shiyu, the others have already finished singing, who else could it be?

Of course I knew Song Shiyu was next, but——

"Is it Song Shiyu?" here is no longer a specific question, but a mood of anticipation.

This is a portrayal of many people's hearts at this moment.

Liu Jianglin knows that there must be many cameras shooting at her now, and the program team will definitely capture every expression of her at this moment carefully and put them in the feature film.

When the show is broadcast, many viewers and marketing accounts will observe her micro-expressions frame by frame and do various analysis.

Liu Jianglin knew it all.

Because they all knew it, Liu Jianglin didn't dare to make any expressions. He could only keep himself as indifferent and calm as possible, waiting for Song Shiyu to appear.

Song Shiyu walked towards the front of the stage.

He took a step.

(End of this chapter)

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