Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 343 The Autistic Painter and the Muse 34
Under the lifted white cloth, there is no girl standing on the stage smiling.

The girl in the paintings is in different poses and with different expressions. She appears in various places, including streets, kitchens, studios, and gardens...

But none of those scenes were black.

In the dark-haired scene, only the pretty girls inside are colorful.

It really echoed Jiang Ce's sentence just now, "The world is black, only she is bright."

When Jiang Ce became famous as a teenager, his painting style was mostly willful and casual, but today's dozens of works are all delicate and gentle.

Every stroke is love.

People around turned their attention to the painting.

They had seen the person in the painting just now, and looking at these paintings now, they had to say that she completely captured the charm of that girl.

The eyes of the people in the painting are shining and firm, as if they are standing in this world and looking at people in another world, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Jiang Ce took Xue Zhi's hand and walked down slowly. While everyone was not paying attention, he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "I am also very honored to be your lover."

Originally, Jiang Ce thought that his movements were small and would not be discovered.

But at the moment when he just kissed, the sound of shutters around him instantly rang.

The girl who was led by him had already smiled softly.

Jiang Ce also smiled softly, then stood there and let everyone take pictures generously.

On the other side of the exhibition, Lin Hui, who was about to leave, met the group of "little sisters" again.

Lin Hui raised her eyes with red eyes and looked at them fiercely.

It's all Xue Zhi.

All the works in this exhibition are Xue Zhi, whom she hates the most.

It was hard for her to breathe just standing there, and she couldn't even look into the painting.

Lin Hui clenched her hands tightly, she was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would be so angry that she would go directly to destroy those paintings.

"Lin Hui, where are you going? Why are you leaving? The art exhibition has just started, why don't you take a good look at it?" A girl crossed her arms, raised her chin and looked at Lin Hui mockingly.

"Yeah, what a great painting, a famous painter is a famous painter, don't you always admire him, why don't you take a good look at it?" Another girl also stood aside and said.

Lin Hui clasped her hands and looked at them with bloodshot eyes, "I bought the tickets for you to see the art exhibition today, isn't it too much for you?"

Several girls looked at her and sneered:
"You know, we didn't plan to come, you wanted to pretend to force us to come, okay?"

"I can't understand paintings at all. I told you too. You insisted on buying me a ticket and bringing me here. You don't accept it now!?"

Lin Hui leaned back slightly, she pursed her lips and looked at them without saying a word, but those blood-red eyes were as fierce as if they wanted to eat them.

Yes, she was indeed the one who bought tickets for them and brought them here.

She also really wanted to show them a lot of knowledge, and she really wanted them to flatter her.

She also really... enjoys being surrounded by a lot of people.

But she is not bad to them usually, why would they just step on her like this?

"What do you think we are doing, are we wrong?"

The girls were slightly taken aback by Lin Hui's gaze, and slightly backed away.

"You're right, it's all my fault, right?" Lin Hui looked up at them, "Blame me for bringing you all here."

(End of this chapter)