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Everyone was in a brief state of sluggishness, but Li Heci couldn't care so much, and asked eagerly: "Can you tell me who painted this painting? I want to pay a visit!"
As soon as he entered the door, he was surrounded by Song Hongyu's family like stars holding the moon, and then he was surrounded by everyone to appraise the painting. His sight was blocked and he never saw Song Haotian next to him.
Song Haotian and others have been sitting nearby, watching Song Hongyu and others perform without saying anything.
It was only at this moment, after Li Heci mentioned it, that everyone looked towards them.
Song Dongping introduced: "Master Li, let me introduce, this painting is a birthday gift given to me by my son."
The old man spoke with pride, obviously proud to have such a son.
Although he didn¡¯t care what Song Haotian gave him, as long as he felt this way, such a special gift naturally made him extremely happy.
Li Heci followed everyone's gaze and looked over. When he saw Song Haotian, a look of ecstasy immediately appeared on his face.
"Teacher, why are you here? Students meet the teacher!"
After saying that, he immediately separated from everyone and came to Song Haotian, bowed deeply and paid homage.
"Well¡¡"
What was the situation when everyone was just calming down and was sent to the cusp by his move again? How could this young man be Master Li's teacher? Is this a mistake?
Song Hongyu¡¯s family was even more astonished. He had gone to great lengths to invite a contemporary painting saint, but in the blink of an eye he became his apprentice. Where did he lose his face?
Song Haotian was unfazed and said calmly: "Okay, get up!"
"Thank you, teacher!" Li Heci stood up straight and said excitedly, "It turns out that the teacher is here, no wonder he can draw paintings at the pinnacle of subtlety.
"They are all stupid disciples. I should have thought of it a long time ago. Who else in this world can reach such a state except the teacher!" "
Now everyone was speechless and looked at Song Haotian with eyes full of curiosity and admiration.
They can¡¯t figure out how this young man achieved such attainments at such a young age. How did you become a teacher of a contemporary painting saint?
Song Hongkun¡¯s eyes were blazing. It seemed that he had underestimated this little brother.
Among all the people present, the happiest person is Song Dongping. His son has a promising future, and he, as a father, will naturally have a bright face.
The old man shouted excitedly: "Butler, arrange for someone to frame this painting according to the highest standards immediately, and then hang it in my study!"
"yes!"
The housekeeper agreed and took back the painting carefully, but much more carefully than before.
At first I thought it was just worthless junk, but now it is a priceless rare painting. The old man treasures it very much. If it is damaged, he will have to peel off his skin.
Finally, the appraisal was over, and Li Heci sat down respectfully next to Song Haotian.
The birthday banquet gift-giving continued, and everyone¡¯s eyes turned to Song Hongyu again.
Song Hongkun said: "Second brother, it's your turn next. Where is the birthday gift you prepared for your father?"
"I¡¡"
Song Hongyu¡¯s face was extremely ugly. He squeaked for a long time, but didn¡¯t say anything.
Originally, he thought that Song Dongping's time was running out, so in order to please the old man and get more shares, he went to great lengths to invite the contemporary painting sage Li Heci.
According to his idea, he asked Li Heci to paint for the old man on the spot at the birthday banquet.
This is definitely a good birthday gift that can both show off and add points. It will definitely trample others under your feet and make you famous.
But what they never expected was that the person he invited turned out to be Song Haotian's apprentice, and the gap was suddenly revealed in front of everyone.
¡° If Li Heci were asked to paint on the spot again, let alone whether he would be willing or not, he would be as good as Song Haotian just in terms of performance.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? There is no harm. I have gone to great lengths to hire a disciple and compare myself with another teacher. Is there anything more embarrassing than this?
So now, he couldn't get rid of this birthday gift at all, he could only stand there awkwardly, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
When other people saw this scene, they generally guessed what was going on, but no one said anything.
Liu ZimeiBut no matter so much, she has always been a person who repays kindness and revenge. These people just wanted to see the little brother's joke, and they should fight back now.
???????????????????????????? With a smile and said: "Second Master Song, today is my 80th birthday, aren't you ready to receive a gift? It seems that you shouldn't be a son!"
"Well¡¡"
Song Hongyu¡¯s old face was completely swollen to the color of pig liver, and Wang Qiaoyun and others lowered their heads one after another, wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, unable to raise their heads at all.
Song Dongping snorted coldly: "This is a shameful thing, why don't you step aside quickly!"
Song Hongyu¡¯s family was so embarrassed that they could only retreat to the corner of the lobby dejectedly, while others continued to give gifts to the old man.
"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!"
Wang Qiaoyun gritted his teeth with hatred and pointed at Song Hongyu's nose, "You useless thing, it's all your fault."
"Can you blame me? I didn't expect it to be like this."
Song Hongyu said with a helpless look, "Who would have thought that that boy is actually Master Li's master?"
"Dad, Mom, I think we were all fooled by that kid." Song Qingfeng said, "How could a dignified contemporary painting sage, the most famous calligrapher and painter in Xuanyuan Kingdom, become a teacher to a young man in his twenties? .
¡°I think this is what they colluded with to enhance that boy¡¯s status in our Song family and to plot the old man¡¯s property. "
"You're right, I don't think it's possible either." Wang Qiaoyun said bitterly, "This insidious villain seems to have been plotting against our Song family a long time ago. We can't let him do it no matter what. Take away the shares that belong to us.¡±
Song Hongyu said: "Can we control this? The old man is very precious to him. He may give 50% of his shares to that kid one day."
Wang Qiaoyun said again: "No, we must step on this kid, otherwise the Song family will not have a good life for us in the future."
Song Qingfeng looked helpless: "But what can we do? That boy is very skilled, and now he has the support of the old man. It seems that we can't move him at all."
Song Qingli said: "I'll think of a way to move him later, but now I have an idea that can help me vent my anger first."
Wang Qiaoyun asked: "Girl, you still have more ideas, tell me quickly, do you have any good ideas?"
"I can't move the big one, and I can't move the small one yet, so just wait and see."
Song Qingli said, beckoning the fat boy Song Guangzong who was playing next to him, and whispered a few words.
"I know, mom!"
The little fat man nodded and ran away.
Song Hongyu said hesitantly: "Is this possible?"
Song Qingli sneered and said: "What's wrong? Can adults interfere in matters between children?
And usually grandpa loves Guangzong the most, so even if something happens, he won¡¯t blame him. "
Wang Qiaoyun followed and said: "Yes, I think this method will work. Although it won't have a big effect, it can make our family get rid of bad breath."
Song Hongyu sighed and finally said nothing more. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com