"Mr. Ren was joking, I naturally know the characters in my works." Sheng Ge smiled gracefully, "Miss Qin and Mr. Ren took great pains to find me just to ask this question?"
Both Tian Lingling and Ren Yu stopped talking, because this answer made people feel a little disappointed.
When the two got up to leave, Shengge suddenly stopped Tian Lingling.
"Miss Qin."
Tian Lingling turned her face sideways, "What else is there?"
"Thank you very much for allowing me to meet him again. It's just that I can't figure it out. How do you know that I painted the golden wheat field just to attract his attention, not to win the competition?" Sheng Ge looked at it with a smile Mr. Qi took a look.
"Because of it." Tian Lingling set her sights on the golden bracelet on Sheng Singer's wrist.
"It?" Sheng Ge was obviously puzzled.
However, Mr. Qi, who was wearing a black shirt beside him, smiled instead, and held Sheng Ge's hand even tighter.
"Back then, Mr. Qi made his mark in the Painting Association. During an interview, he disclosed the portrait of this bracelet and asked the media to help find the owner of this bracelet, but the other party never showed up."
Tian Lingling looked at Mr. Qi, gentle and elegant, but only looked at Sheng Ge affectionately, his eyes were all about her.
"Mr. Qi's famous work, "Golden Wheat Field" has a girl in red, with an angel-like back, and every stroke of the painting is love. The world guesses that there is always a girl in red in Mr. Qi's heart. The woman in the dress."
"In an interview later, Mr. Qi said that his inspiration came from this bracelet."
Tian Lingling paused, "When I saw the bracelet on your wrist, I knew that you were the girl in the red dress that he had been looking for all these years."
"But what exactly does that picture you draw mean? Why do you think he will ask me out alone?"
Tian Lingling smiled charmingly, "Why don't you ask Mr. Qi beside you?"
Mr. Qi stood up respectfully.
"I saw the pattern on these golden balloons, which is exactly the same as the pattern on the bracelet I gave you back then. The pattern I carved on it with my own hands can be recognized at a glance." Mr. Qi's words were soft and gentle.
Shengge smiled in relief, "No wonder you held my wrist and pressed it on the painting. It turned out to be to imprint the lines on the bracelet. Then I added a few strokes and drew a few golden balloons. I really thought your painting skills were supernatural. Let the eyes of the vice president of the Beijing Circle Painting Association shine."
Later, Sheng Ge checked the two strangers who suddenly came into her wheat field that day, and she still knew something about the former Mrs. Shen. It was rumored that the former Mrs. Shen knew nothing about painting. Before she got the answer, she guessed that the rumor was false.
But now it seems that the former Mrs. Shen can't paint, and it's true that she has no ink.
Tian Lingling just smiled lightly, turned and left, and Ren Yu followed suit.
"Aju, actually" Mr. Qi was about to say something.
"People don't call her Aju long ago, let's call her Xiaoge." Shengge said softly.
"Okay, little song."
"let's go."
As soon as he went out, he bumped into several noble wives who were blocking the former Mrs. Shen, with tricky language and cynicism.
"Yo~ Isn't this the former Mrs. Shen?" Mrs. Hong stretched her voice, trying to deliberately attract the attention of other people in the cafe.
Fortunately, it's late now, and there aren't many people. For such unqualified loud yelling, they just glanced coldly and continued to drink coffee with their heads down.
"The moment I divorced Young Master Shen, my back foot got on the thigh of Mr. Yan, the president of Jiahuang. Qin Qian, you are really good, seamless connection." Mrs. Cheng sneered.
"Miss Qin, you haven't left yet." Sheng Ge walked over slowly, and Mr. Qi behind him nodded slightly to Tian Lingling.
Several wives looked at the sudden appearance of Sheng Ge with doubts in their eyes.
"Who is this person?" Mrs. Hong whispered.
"do not know."
"Where is the cat and dog?" Mrs. Cheng pouted.
Mrs. Hong suddenly saw Mr. Qi beside her, "This is"
"Mr. Qi?!"
"What Mr. Qi?" Mrs. Cheng asked in a daze.
"My husband likes to collect famous paintings, and this is the youngest vice president of the Beijing Painting Association in Beijing, Mr. Qi! His paintings are hard to find." Mrs. Hong said a little excitedly.
Mr. Qi nodded slightly, gentle and elegant, and put Sheng Ge in his arms, "This is my girlfriend."
Mrs ChengHe smiled awkwardly, his face flushed.
Mrs. Hong said excitedly: "I have only seen you in various interviews on TV before, but I didn't expect to see you in person today. No, I will call my husband right away, his favorite painter has come to our Yongcheng !"
"We are leaving soon." Mr. Qi said lightly.
"But how did Qin Qian know Mr. Qi?" Mrs. Hong asked in surprise.
"How could she know Mr. Qi?! An illiterate vase, she probably hasn't even heard of the name of the Beijing Painting Association?" Mrs. Huang sneered.
"I'm afraid you have forgotten the joke that the former Mrs. Shen made in the previous art exhibition?" Mrs. Lu covered her mouth and snickered.
"Miss Qin is not only acquainted with Mr. Qi, but also a good friend who has known him for many years." Sheng Ge glanced coldly at the gorgeously dressed ladies, and said elegantly.
Several noble wives were shocked, "Friend?"
"How is this possible? Never heard her say it before."
"Miss Qin, the "Golden Wheat Field" you participated in this time only used a few strokes to outline the most innocent memories of childhood under the golden dusk. Let the golden wheat field change from the theme to the background, but endow each golden wheat Sui Shengsheng sublimates the artistic conception of the whole painting and brings the viewer into the beautiful memories of childhood. Both Mr. Qi and I admire your paintings very much." Sheng Ge smiled gracefully.
""Golden Wheat Field", you are talking about the national painting competition held by Mr. Qi, right? The theme seems to be "Golden Wheat Field"." Mrs. Hong asked in surprise.
Shengge slightly raised his brows, "Exactly."
Ms. Qin has helped herself a lot, and this tone, no matter how you say it, will help her out. Shengge thought to himself.
"Qin Qian participated in a painting competition? How is this possible, she is simply a painting idiot." Mrs. Hong still couldn't believe it.
"Madam, if you don't believe me, you can immediately search the Internet. Is the artist who won the first prize this time named Qin Qian?" she drew.
A trace of surprise flashed in Tian Lingling's lovely Taohua eyes.
After checking on Mrs. Huang's mobile phone, her eyes were full of shock, and the first place was really Qin Qian.
"The first place is determined by default, right? Didn't you just say that Qin Qian and Mr. Qi knew each other already." Mrs. Cheng said bitterly.
"What nonsense are you talking about? As the vice president of the Beijing Painting Association, Mr. Qi has always been impartial, strict and meticulous. It is absolutely impossible to make an appointment." Mrs. Hong said righteously.
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