8 pm.

The award ceremony has finally begun.

Except for the lack of media people, the entire venue is full of people with status and status in the calligraphy and painting circle.

A stomp of your feet can shock the entire circle.

The host read the opening remarks on stage.

A painting of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers is slowly displayed on the large screen behind the high platform as a color.

Amazing the audience.

This is a national treasure-level scroll restored by Master Chungu for more than ten years, and is extremely precious.

The vice president on the stage kept introducing the origin of this work, passionate and inspiring.

Minglai was gnawing on the chicken legs. When he saw this painting, he looked at Chen Mu Xi in surprise and asked in confusion: "Senior Sister, this painting looks familiar. Have you copied it last year?"

Chen Muxi nodded as he chewed the chicken legs.

The chat between the two was like a bolt from the blue, which made the men next to them so shocked that their mouths were wide open, as if they could stuff an egg.

Lu Shaoming pointed to the ancient painting that he had never seen before, and asked loudly like a ghost: "Mu Xi... have you seen this painting?"

Chen Muxi nodded again.

Minglai next to him saw his ignorant look, rolled his eyes and added: "My senior sister has copied this painting! If you want to like it, go back and ask my senior sister to draw a picture for you..."

"Draw...draw...draw a picture?"

Chen Muxi calmly swallowed the chicken leg meat in her mouth, nodded in conjunction with the place, "Give you one."

Mu Yi silently glanced at the unrestless Master and thrust his face.

Why can his master be so calm?

***

The award ceremony outside was very lively. Every time an award was awarded, the awardee's works were displayed on the screen for everyone to appreciate and auction.

The funds obtained from the works will also be used to engage in public welfare activities. This is also the default tradition of the Calligraphy and Painting Association every year.

The previous works are all very good, but the second prize works were sold at a price of 100,000 yuan.

This made everyone look forward to the next first prize and special prize works.

Minglai pulled Minghu and sat down next to the glass, and said excitedly: "Senior sister, after the first prize, your sister's special prize will be after the first prize."

Chen Muxi nodded, stuffed the last bite of chicken leg into his mouth, wiped his hands, and slowly stood up.

Lu Shaoming didn't know much about painting, but his old man liked it, so he even said hello in advance and asked him to take a picture of the special prize from the Gu family.

So he asked with a smile: "Mu Xi, have you seen your sister's painting? How many suitable will I get for auction later?"

Chen Muxi shook his head lightly, Minglai's eyes rolled, and asked curiously: "How many have you come up with?"

Lu Shaoming compared his fingers two.

"200,000?" Minglai's eyes shone and his face was enchanted.

"Add another zero."

“2 million—”

Minglai stood up excitedly.

Lu Shaoming nodded with a smile on his face and asked playfully: "Is there less or more?"

He found that Chen Muxi's junior sister had a very fun temperament, especially when her big eyes were wide open, which made people feel inexplicably funny, with a round face and extremely exaggerated expression.

Unexpectedly, Minglai suddenly took out a small account book from his pocket, took out a pen to calculate it, and then looked at Chen Muxi with a bright face.

"Senior sister, you have dozens of paintings you have painted over the years, right? As long as you sell them all, we will pay off the debt we owe."

But Chen Muxi shook her head again, raised her hand and bounced her head toward her forehead, and said in a serious tone: "You can't sell it."

Minglai was very dissatisfied and pouted and complained: "Senior sister, why are you as old-fashioned as your master?"

"It is not inherited by this sect..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, my chest hurts..."

Lu Shaoming looked at the interaction between the two, and looked very happy, and at the same time he became even more curious about Chen Muxi.

"Minglai, is your senior sister very good at painting Chinese painting?"

I saw Minglai stretching out an index finger at him and shaking it.

Lu Shaoming looked at Chen Mu Xi hesitantly and guessed: "Not good?"

“Not on the same level at all.”

Lu Shaoming:...

Is this a bit boasting?

***

At this time, two knocks suddenly came from outside the private room, and then the bodyguard of the Lu family who was guarding outside walked in with a man, "Young master, Mr. Mu, Young Master Gu family is here."

Lu Shaoming turned around and greeted him familiarly: "Hey, what wind has blown Master Gu?"

Gu Jingchen smiled, ignored him, turned to look at Mu Bai and invited him, "Brother Mu, my grandfather wants to invite you to present the winner of the special prize?"

When Lu Shaoming heard this, he squirted, "Mr. Gu, your grandfather didn't have a fever today, right? Let Brother Mu go? Aren't you afraid of smashing your place?"

Minglai was amused by Lu Shaoming's teasing and couldn't help laughing. Only then did Gu Jingchen notice the three people sitting next to the glass.

Just one glance, his face was stunned as if he had lost his soul.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Chen Muxi's face intently, and the thin silhouette appeared in his mind again.

His heart contracted violently, and he felt that a corner of his heart that had been missing for many years suddenly filled.

Lu Shaoming, who had been looking at him, looked at Chen Muxi along his gaze, and his heart tightened, and he said bluntly: "Don't fuck you, this is not your fairy little sister, she is Chen Muxi, Chen Muyu's cousin."

He and Gu Jingchen grew up together and had a good relationship. They wore a pair of pants together. When they saw him, they knew what he was thinking.

But Gu Jingchen still looked at Chen Muxi with hot eyes and walked forward a few steps.

"Have you... been to Kawashi City?"

Minglai seemed to have suddenly thought of something, immediately stood up, blocked Shen Muxi, and replied vigilantly: "I haven't been there."

Gu Jingchen's steps stopped.

Minglai raised his innocent smile and continued, "My senior sister and I have been living in the mountains, but we have never been to big cities. Brother, have you recognized the wrong person?"

When Gu Jingchen heard this, his eyes darkened a little, but his eyes were still looking at Chen Muxi.

And she also looked at him politely.

The two of them looked at each other, one was puzzled and the other was sad, which made others misunderstand that the two seemed to have a close eye.

Mu Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, stood up, walked naturally to Chen Muxi's side, raised his hand to cover her head, interrupting her attention, "Your sister is coming out."

Chen Muxi immediately turned around and looked at the podium.

Gu Jingchen stared at her back in a daze, feeling mixed, sour and astringent.

"The award ceremony is about to begin, I won't go." Mu Bai blocked Gu Jingchen's vision without revealing his mark and said lightly.

The voice was faintly displeased.

Mu Yi and Mudin moved to the side in a reflexive manner.

Gu Jingchen's heart twitched, looked at Chen Mu Xi again in a complicated way, responded in a low voice, and turned around and left hurriedly.

After he left the private room, Mu Bai glanced at Lu Shaoming. He tightened his skin and shook his head quickly to show that he had never leaked any information about Chen Muxi.

Gu Jingchen in the second-floor corridor turned around and looked at the Lu family's private room and smiled bitterly.

Now, even if she was the girl who painted Chinese paintings in the hospital back then, he could no longer recognize each other.

Mu Bai fell in love with her!

***

Three huge brush fonts appeared on the screen of the podium downstairs: the special prize, which pushed the atmosphere downstairs to a climax, and the applause was thunderous.

"Finally arrived..."

Minglai and Lu Shaoming looked at each other excitedly.

Lu Shaoming picked up the auctioneer next to him, Minglai tightened the account book and stared at the paintings to be exhibited on the screen outside.

"The exciting time has come! Next, the award we awarded is the special prize work of this competition..."
Chapter completed!