Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

  Chapter 29 Mass Literacy

  After greeting the people she knows well, Nan Xi pushed aside the crowd, "Excuse me, please let me down."

  Standing in the front row, Mother Zhang did not notice her arrival, the woman beside her was too noisy.

  Yang Panpan’s stepmother, Xu Qing, was crying in a rainstorm with a pear blossom, shaking off a famous painting with one hand, and wiping tears with the other.

   "Mom knows that you haven't gone to a good school, and the level of knowledge is not enough. But you don't know how to ask me. My friend lied to you that this painting is the original "Eight Horses", so you foolishly believed in others and bought it as a gift."

  The deadliest weapon never reveals its sharp edge directly. It is hidden in exquisite packaging to deceive people to take off their defenses. Just like Xu Qing's words, it seems that they are helping Yang Panpan out, meaning that Yang Panpan didn't go to school very much and didn't know how to distinguish the authenticity. She was deceived and hoped to be forgiven.

  The touching words are placed elsewhere, which is kind of sincere.

  In this kind of occasion where celebrities gather, people who are usually vulgar and indecent must wear a noble shell to stand here. This is a stepping stone. Besides, who doesn't want to be glamorous enough to win the host's favor.

  The heavy contempt fell on the person concerned, Yang Panpan indifferently put his hands in his pockets, chewing gum.

  If she shows weakness or fear, perhaps everyone will close their eyes appropriately and spread out consciously. But this provocative look undoubtedly aggravated people's disgust, and the cover-up ridicule quietly spread among the small groups.

   "Come on, mom will accompany you to admit a mistake."

Yang Panpan shook like an electric shock, furiously threw her hand away, and shouted, "Can you stop hypocritically and shut up mom! MD, you are half a year younger than me. I call you dare to agree, I'm afraid What about Zheshou. If you insist, you have to add a second word, OK?"

  There were bursts of deliberately suppressed sorrows from the crowd. Xu Qing was shocked for a moment, crying silently, turned to face Mother Zhang alone, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

   "WOC, who wants you to pretend to be human? I will apologize for my mistakes." Yang Panpan annoyed Xu Qing.

  Xu Qingru was a falling rock hanging on the cliff. She was crying and trembling all over, shaking, and she was completely knocked down by Yang Panpan with the palm of her hand.

  The knee touched the ground first, and there was a loud ‘bang’ noise, and it hurt.

  Yang Panpan cursed secretly and said sternly: "I tell you, you don't pretend to be pitiful! You and I know that, I don't use much effort at all."

  A woman rushed out of the warning sound and bravely guarded Xu Qing in front of her. Looks young, about the same as Xu Qing.

The woman slapped her big pointed face high, and shouted at Yang Panpan fearlessly: "Please stay away from her. She married into your house for love, and she is often bullied by you on weekdays. Please give her some face outside, thank you. "

   There is another character who hides the knife in the words. Nan Xi's mouth evokes a small smile, which is different from other times, and has a bit more indifference.

   "Li Xiaoxiao, you have something wrong, I'm bullying her? Is she worthy?" Nan Xi stopped the curse afterwards, and Yang Panpan struggling to flick his hands and shouted: "Don't worry about Dad's nostalgia."

   Turned his head to see Nan Xi, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "Sorry sister, I didn't get angry at you. Don't get involved, I can't go to her to get sick today."

  Daddy has something to do, so she is appointed to celebrate her birthday, and Xu Qing insists on coming. Playing with a little tail, her right eye jumped all the way, knowing it was all right.

  As Xu Qing continues to make trouble like this, the security guard will clear the scene sooner or later, and if the security is asked to go out, he will be scolded by the old man. She racked up people, and Xu Qing would inevitably make more wounds and frame her.

   also have to be scolded, the question of more and less. Before Nan Xi came, she didn't care about waiting for the security guard. But Nan Xi came, thinking of the connection between Nan Xi and the Zhang family, let's do it yourself.

He immediately gave a fist to the people around him and apologized: "I'm sorry everyone, it may not have caused you much interest. In your opinion, this kind of thing is more interesting than the pre-dinner appetizer. But today is a happy event for the Zhang family. Watch the excitement. I can't continue to condone this idiot here, and I immediately took her away."

  After turning around in a circle, he bowed to Mother Zhang and said: "Sorry, Auntie, I added a block to you."

  Mother Zhang shook her head kindly: "It's okay, my child." I heard about the Yang family a long time ago, and the child in front of me is thicker, but he is also a poor man.

  Nan Xi stretched out her hand to stop Yang Panpan's plan to forcefully pull, and whispered, "Wait for me."

  Yang Panpan stared at Nan Xi in wonder, but she lowered her body to pick up the painting that was lying on the ground. Only when the pale fingers touched him, Xu Qing inadvertently lifted his leg to press on the painting.

  Nan Xi was even more confused inadvertently: "Huh?"

  Xu Qing's face was weird, calling her: "Nan Xi, I don't need help, I can stand up by myself."

  Nan Xi smiled and did not change, and patted the deformed painting quickly, "Draw it to me."

   "I clean up, don't dirty your eyes with a fake work."

   After speaking in a panic, he hurriedly pushed Nan Xi's hand.

   hadn't reached it yet, a cold warning came over his head: "Don't touch her."

  Then the bodyguards entered the arena in an orderly manner and set up Xu Qing, who was absent-minded. From being framed to being expelled, Xu Qing's eyes never left the man who warned her, Zhang Yichen.

  The lover of her dreams, gave her the first executive job. Once she only dared to hide in the distance and watch him secretly, thinking about the plot in the novel and designing medication. But he never liked staying more at night, and he didn't catch Zhang Yichen but attracted the old and bloated Yang Bo.

  Two lines of tears can't help but flow out of my eyes, the only time I really cry for myself tonight.

  Zhang Yichen picked up the painting, brushed off its footprints, rolled it up and handed it to Nan Xi.

"thank you."

Nan Xi smiled and took it, holding the first and last wooden scrolls with both hands, and slowly unfolded in the direction of crowd concentration: "This is the original "Eight Horses" by Castiglione in the Qing Dynasty. Don't listen to the name subjectively and think it is necessary. Painted by Xu Beihong. Xu Beihong is indeed famous for his "Eight Horses", but it does not mean that he is the only one who has painted."

  Group literacy made everyone who looked down on Yang Panpan dumb, and the air was full of embarrassment.

  Li Xiaoxiao, who had guarded Xu Qing before, walked to the front of the painting and put her cheek in one hand and commented: “The painting of Castiglione pays attention to details. The one in your hand is biased towards tones. Personally, I don’t feel like it is real.”

Nan Xi is not annoyed, and speaks slowly: "Lang Shining pays attention to details in painting people, and he tends to show animals in action and form. For example, the "Ten Horses of Dogs" displayed in the Taipei Museum describes the movements of each puppy. Posture. The way to distinguish each puppy, the big tone is just one of them, it can't be generalized."

"Isn't your statement generalized? It can be applied to any painter." Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were like water, and she asked gently, "Can you prove specificity more straightforwardly? After all, authentic and counterfeit works are of great significance. There are differences, which are related to character."

  Nan Xi laughed. Is it possible for her to pick out a college art textbook to read?

  A softer voice than Li Xiaoxiao floated from far to near, "It's very simple, just need Amber or Youran to come out and verify it."

  Su Zhu walked out of the crowd elegantly in a water blue Tang suit and stopped on the right side of Nan Xi.

   Nan Xi gave a thankful smile, and Su Zhu nodded slightly and accepted it. The coquettish peach eyes accurately locked the father and daughter in the crowd and sent out an invitation: "Uncle Amber, please."

  An Youran stubbornly grabbed the corner of her father's clothes. In fact, she discovered that the painting was authentic early on, so she can’t be blamed for not telling her, who made Yang Panpan and Nan Xi befriend.

  Father An doesn’t know what his daughter thinks, but the stinky Su family poses in public and asks him to appreciate it by name. His refusal to accept the move is tantamount to insulting the reputation of the antique family.

   Push off the girl's hand and come to the painting. He took out the late Qing Western magnifying glass inserted in the pocket of his suit, looked carefully from top to bottom, and said two words: "Genuine."

   There was a loud applause, Nan Xi carefully rolled up the painting, returned it to Yang Panpan, and poked her back.

  Yang Panpan walked forward two steps clearly, and presented it with his hands respectfully: "Father Yang Panpan Xiejia wishes you good health, blessings like the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan."

   "Okay, thank you and Xiao Yang." Mother Zhang clapped her hands, and the housekeeper took away the painting.

   About to finish socializing, Nan Xi slipped into the backyard in order to hide quietly.

  Sit in the pavilion, blowing a small breeze comfortably, looking at the stars.

   "Sneak away without me."

  The short silence was broken. Su Zhu walked over with two glasses of champagne. The gentleman handed it over and asked softly, "Why didn't Auntie come?"

   Nan Xi took it, shook the champagne in the glass, stared at the trajectory of the flowing gold, and replied faintly: "She doesn't like this kind of occasion."

  After Nan's father's accident, even those who had received the favor of Nan's father watched the excitement. They were always a hurdle in Nan's heart. Nanmu will not come tonight, to attend the family birthday party tomorrow night.

   "I don't like it either. My smile hurts." Su Zhu poked his own cheeks with his hand and laughed at himself: "You have to learn from you, and any expressions are easy to come by."

   Nan Xi replied with an air: "I have personally experienced that it is not easy to be an actor? You used to laugh at me for playing too seriously."

   "Hey, young and ignorant."

   "! Why did you come out?"

  Yuguang accidentally swept across the long figure not far away, shocked.

  Su Zhu looked at her, his undisturbed face was dazzled by the sparse night light, and it was faintly gloomy and fleeting.

   took out a small box from her pocket and put it into Nan Xi’s hand, smiling softly: “Your favorite Swiss cookie, you almost didn’t eat it at night, remember to pad it. I’m leaving now, bye.”

   "Hey, don't go!" Nan Xi didn't keep the person who had decided to leave, and a pity appeared in her heart. The three of them hadn't been together for a long time, and they were clearly inseparable when they were young.

  The person standing alone under the night light is not moving forward, as if waiting for her to pass. Nan Xi didn't care, and walked to him on the cobblestone path.

   got the familiar door **** Zhang Yichen, and asked unhappy: "Mom asked you to come to me?"

  Zhang Yichen chuckled: "No, my ears are burning, I guess you should be scolding me."

  Nan Xi: "...you are quite self-aware."

   "Xier, you are happy," the question came to an abrupt end, Zhang Yichen asked in the bottom of his heart whether he had the courage to accept it.

  Nan Xi mostly admires Feng Xiao, if he likes Su Zhu...

  The body was tight, and his eyes were cold, looking deep into the path leading to the door of leaving.

   "What did you say?" Nan Xi waited for a moment without answering, rubbing her arms, crossed her arms around her shoulders: "You can enjoy the night view alone, I will go into the house."

  (End of this chapter)