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Chapter 495 Excellent Cabbage
On the other hand, He Chi has been troubled and worried ever since he understood his thoughts on Cheng Wangyou.

I also know that Cheng Wangyou is now a well-known painter in the world, he is very good, he has not yet taken the college entrance examination, and has been admitted by Peking University, followed by invitations from several famous foreign universities in the world.

There were more and more excellent men around her, and He Chi felt very uncomfortable.

It was obviously the cabbage he picked up first, and he raised it for more than ten years. Later, not only was he robbed by his grandfather, but also his sister-in-law, and now so many pig trotters came to grab the cabbage from him.

It hurts to think about it.

But Xiaobaicai didn't like him.

Now he can only follow Xiaobaicai as the eldest brother, always guarding against the wolves around her.

But today... He Chi glanced at the big LCD TV on the counter of the restaurant.

It was Cheng Wangyou who reported that he participated in the revival of the Blue Demon Sect and was currently being interviewed.

On the TV, Cheng Wangyou was wearing a long pink dress, with a sweet smile, no longer the naughty Shamat look of the past, but more like an ancient emperor's favored little princess.

In his heart, Xiaobaicai has always been a little princess, a little princess held in the palm of his hand.

He Chi took a sip of his wine, and a sexy woman in scantily dressed body twisted her waist and leaned over her shoulders.

The tone is charming and moving: "This gentleman, can I add a friend?"

He Chi pushed her away coldly: "Get lost!"

Then he grabbed the paper towel and wiped the place where the woman leaned against. Feeling that it wasn't enough, he took off his suit jacket again.

The woman's face turned pale, but she still smiled: "Sir, you can get acquainted without adding friends."

"Go away if you don't want to die!" As he spoke, he slapped the gun in his trouser pocket on the table.

When the woman saw the gun, she also knew that this man was not easy to mess with, so she cursed "I don't know what's good" and left quickly.

After the woman left, He Chi turned his gaze to the TV screen again.

Now it is displaying Cheng Wangyou's painting, which is a picture of thousands of lights.

The perspective is to stand at the highest point and look down. Below are the ancient buildings intriguing. It is not difficult to see that this is the ancient palace.

The scene of seeing all the small mountains at a glance not only shows the vastness of the mountains and rivers, but also shows the majesty and style of the buildings.

He Chi was admiring this painting, and the corners of his mouth curved with joy, as if he was the one who was admired and praised.

Later, another reporter asked about Cheng Wangyou.

"Where did your inspiration for this painting come from?"

Cheng Wangyou replied: "From some unofficial history of the Great Qin Dynasty, I think the Great Qin Dynasty is like a shining star in history."

"Although posterity's evaluation of the Great Qin Dynasty is too derogatory, I think that without the prosperity of the Great Qin Dynasty, there would be no subsequent Xia Dynasty, let alone our current civilization."

He Chi couldn't help laughing when he heard Cheng Wangyou's words, and he didn't forget to exaggerate Qin during the interview.

Ever since Xiaobaicai recognized her sister-in-law as her master, she never left Daqin with three sentences every day, wishing she could travel directly to the past and devote herself to Daqin.

The reporter asked again: "May I ask what made you become interested in the long-lost painting technique of the Blue Demon School at such a young age, and how did you become so good at it?"

Cheng Wangyou told the reporter triumphantly: "Of course it is because of my master. It is my master who discovered my talent in painting and brought me from the most basic to the present."

The reporter nodded and looked at her in surprise: "Then who is your master, can you tell me?"

Cheng Wangyou faced the camera with a smile, proud of having such a master.

"My master, you probably all know her. She is the most powerful Qin Shumang, Your Majesty the Queen! She is very good at painting. This palace wall is the inspiration my master gave me."

The reporter on the opposite side was even more surprised: "Is it Qin Shumang who took seven people and broke into the Zheyue Sect's lair that even the police couldn't find, and killed those 800 people to nothing?"

"That martial arts is very powerful, she has internal strength and can do it lightly, that strange woman who always wears purple ancient clothes?"

Cheng Wangyou frowned because of the reporter's first question.

"I don't know if we are talking about the same one, but my master really likes purple and is very powerful. Her martial arts are super powerful, the most powerful person I have ever seen. A hundred of you can't beat her."

When Cheng Wangyou was interviewed on TV, Qin Shumang also gained batch after batch of invincible points here.

These invincible points can only be counted in batches, which really shocked her.

Later, she checked it out and found out that it was obtained from one of her skills.

On Cheng Wangyou's side, there were some question-and-answer sessions later, explaining the point of interest in the painting, and promoting the Blue Demon School.

Cheng Wangyou also set up a Qingyao painting hall at a young age, and she is the boss.

Because this kind of painting is beautiful, using the simplest paints to paint the most complex paintings, and it is an intangible heritage, everyone is very curious about these and poured in to sign up.

The sun was setting, and the moon had shifted. He Chi sat in this restaurant for ten hours and glanced at the time.

Estimating that Xiaobaicai should go back now, she got up and paid the money, then walked towards the hotel where Cheng Wangyou was.

Among them, several bold and unrestrained women came to strike up a conversation, but He Chi scared them away.

On the other hand, after Cheng Wangyou left the interview site, he went to the painting hall to do some publicity for the painting. Seeing that it was getting late, he reluctantly left.

It's nine o'clock now, and the uncle asked her to go back at eight o'clock before. In order not to worry the uncle, she was also on time every day.

But today was too busy, she only looked at her phone now, it was already late, and the uncle also made nearly a hundred calls.

Cheng Wangyou was sour and sweet in his heart, so he took a taxi and hurried back, he couldn't let the uncle worry.

She is still holding the trophy she got today, the uncle will be very happy to see it.

When she arrived at the hotel, she was about to open the door when she saw a sign outside the door indicating that there were people inside.

She breathed a sigh of relief, the uncle must be inside. The uncle has her room card and waits for her in her room every day.

Holding the trophy, she felt nervous again.

She took a deep breath and opened the door.

There were no lights on inside.

Cheng Wangyou called out: "Uncle, why don't you turn on the light?"

"what!"

"Bang!"

Cheng Wangyou was grabbed by one hand, and the door was also closed.

"Achi, it's me."

When Cheng Wangyou was stirring, a crisp male voice sounded.

Cheng Wangyou was not so nervous when he heard a familiar voice: "Yan Ke?"

Yan Ke stretched out her hand, "snapped", and turned on the room light, instantly lighting up the room.

Cheng Wangyou saw Yan Ke's face clearly, her nervous heart relaxed, but because they were too close, she felt very uncomfortable, so she pushed him away and widened the distance between them.

(End of this chapter)