Chapter 1528： steal painting

The painting in Zheng Shilin's hand is not large, about a foot square, and it looks like a portrait. ＊WwW.suimeng.lā

Qi Qige was stunned for a while, and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He was right. Zheng Shilin was holding a birthday present from Meimei, a portrait that she hadn't had time to frame yet.

"Why are my paintings in your hands? You old thief, return my paintings!"

Qiqige rushed over without even thinking about it, trying to grab her painting back, but Ren Qianqian didn't hold it, and she was also surprised, how could Qiqige's precious painting be in this guy's hands?

Meimei recognized her painting long ago, and after listening to Qiqi's roar, she was relieved to know that the painting was not sent by her, but it was also very strange, how did Zheng Shilin get the painting?

She quickly thought of the reason and looked at Zheng Xuesan. Although this woman pretended to be nothing, her clenched fists and her clenched lower lip showed that she was very nervous at this time.

The painting must have been stolen by Zheng Xueshan!

It's just that Zheng Shilin stole her paintings?

Qiqige rushed in front of Zheng Shilin and wanted to grab her painting back, but Zheng Shilin flashed past and asked with a smile, "Is this painting yours?"

"Of course, I didn't see the painting on it? You old thief, you actually stole my painting, hurry up and bring it!"

Qi Qi was very angry, and what Mei Mei said was right at all, he was a beast in human skin.

"I didn't steal this painting, but someone sold it on the black market. When I saw that it was a painting by a descendant of my master, I bought it back at a high price, little girl, don't wrong a good person."

Zheng Shilin was calm, and pointed to the signature of the finger painting, which indeed had Zhao Mei's name on it.

With a simple personality, she thought she had wronged someone, so she said, "This person is a thief, you return the painting to me, and I will return the money you bought the painting to you."

"Don't worry, I don't want your money, and the painting can be returned to you, but you can answer me a question first." Zheng Shilin said with a smile.

Qiqi looked at him impatiently, if she hadn't been worried that the painting would be broken, she would have grabbed it earlier.

"Is this painting drawn by Zhao Mei himself?" Zheng Shilin asked.

"Didn't you just say it was eyebrow painting? Now what are you asking me for?" Qi Qi looked at Zheng Shilin like an idiot, and stared at the painting in his hand.

Zheng Shilin smiled incomprehensibly, and was very satisfied with his answer. He raised the painting in his hand so that everyone could see it more clearly.

"Everyone see it clearly? This is a painting made by my sister Yan's daughter. This little girl just said that she will carry forward the Yan faction, but..."

Zheng Shilin paused for a while sold out, and continued: "I won't say how good this painting is, everyone is an expert and can see clearly, what I want to say is that this painting The little girl named Zhao Mei has too many thoughts, she is also a Western painting, she is a comic book, and she also learns to dance. As we all know, you can’t do more than one thing, and if you want to accomplish one thing, you have to concentrate on it and not be distracted.”

He glanced at Meimei again, and said meaningfully: "Little girl's mental activities are normal, but I am very suspicious of Zhao Mei's ability, can she carry forward the Yan faction?"

Zheng Shilin sighed, looking worried about the country and the people, and Ruan Huacai next to him had the same expression.

Meimei sneered secretly, dare to say such an idea!

Really hard work!

"I learned a lot, because my grandfather always said before his death that any art is the same, and dance or folk art that seems to be unrelated are actually inextricably linked with painting, so my grandfather He has a wide range of hobbies, translation, sculpture, calligraphy, composition... He has learned a lot from the old man..."

Zheng Shilin sneered: "Master, his old man is talented and talented, and it is rare to meet him in a hundred years. Little girl, you are so outspoken that you dare to compare with Master and his old man!"