Chapter 1120： 1 point difference

It took Yan Xinya more than half a day to repair the stained painting, which looked like new and flawless. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā

"Xinya is worthy of being the successor of Master Yan, and the skill has nothing to say, high." The curator gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised.

"You've won the prize, I'm still far from my father's ability!" Yan Xinya felt ashamed, how dare she compare with her father, I'm afraid she will never reach her father's realm!

"Curator, the TV station came to our museum to make a documentary. I heard that painter Yan was here and wanted to interview her." Someone walked in and said.

"Xinya, what do you think?" The curator looked at her with a smile, although he was asking for her opinion, but his tone was undeniable.

Yan Xinya frowned. She didn't like to show herself at all, especially in TV interviews, but the curator likes to save face the most. If she refuses, the curator will be unhappy.

The curator usually takes good care of her, so don't make him unhappy!

"Okay, I'll take the curator's light." Yan Xinya had no choice but to agree, the curator immediately smiled, and Le Diandian went to the interview with Yan Xinya.

But when Yan Xinya saw Ruan Baohui wearing heavy makeup in the exhibition hall, she regretted it.

If you had known that the host was this woman, even if the curator was unhappy, she would never agree, but now that she has agreed, even if she doesn't like it, she has to endure it.

Ruan Baohui's question to Yan Xinya was quite normal, and she didn't deliberately embarrass her, and Yan Xinya also answered quite well, so that no one could find any faults.

Yan Xinya noticed that Ruan Baohui seemed to be absent-minded, and looked at the door from time to time. She couldn't help but dislike this woman. Her work attitude was so contemptuous, she really had no sense of responsibility.

Ruan Baohui saw He Biyun walking in slowly, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and her smile deepened.

Wu Yue's work is really reliable!

Sure enough, it did not disappoint her high hopes!

"Painter Yan, I heard that Ling Qianjin is very talented in painting, do you plan to train her to inherit your mantle?"

Zhao Baohui raised her voice a bit. He Biyun, who was looking for people everywhere, heard the sound and looked over, and happened to see Yan Xinya who was being interviewed.

But the host was Wu Zhengsi's responsible fiancée. He Biyun's brows jumped, frantic surged up, and his mind was a little dizzy.

Both of them are fox spirits, and both are so fascinated by Wu Zhengsi that they don't even want their wives and daughters.

He Biyun's eyes were straight, and he walked straight to Yan Xinya. There were not many people in the exhibition hall. Except for the staff of the TV station, the rest were all guests who came to appreciate the paintings.

"Yan Xinya, go to hell!"

He Biyun screamed hoarsely and rushed towards Yan Xinya frantically, holding the fruit knife tightly in his hand Everyone was stunned by this sudden change, unable to react for a while. ..

Ruan Baohui shouted fakely, but she was very proud.

Yan Pai will soon disappear from this world!

Xiong Mumu and Xiao Se also rushed to the art museum, and happened to hear He Biyun's cry, Xiao Se reacted very quickly, took off his shoes and threw them, and it happened to hit He Biyun's arm, and the fruit knife fell in response.

Yan Xinya, who was so frightened, that the curator, who was busy pulling his pants, retreated to a safe area. Ruan Baohui was extremely disappointed, just a little bit, just a little bit...

The Yan faction is extinct!

pissed her off!

Ruan Baohui glared at He Biyun on the ground with disgust. It was no wonder Wu Zhengsi didn't like anything that was useless.

He Biyun happened to look up and saw Ruan Baohui's eyes clearly. Her body trembled, her eyes were cold, and she moved very fast. She picked up the fruit knife again and stabbed Ruan Baohui who was unprepared.