Chapter 304

Rong Qingzhi was not annoyed. Instead, he looked at mu Qingge with a smile in his eyes: "I'm also a kind reminder..."

"Go, go, go." Mu Qingge put down the small brush in his hand and took the biggest brush again. He dipped in his own ink and said, "I don't need your kindness. You'd better be quiet."

Aunt Yidao squinted at mu Qingge, sneered and said: "Prince Qing, you are also kind, but not everyone will pay attention to other people's good intentions. In my opinion, you should not waste your breath and mention some people who shouldn't be mentioned."

Rong Qing's eyebrows are twisted and he doesn't speak.

The words of Mu Qingge and Rong Qingzhi seem to be a little too much, but her way of speaking is very casual and not targeted, on the contrary, it makes her treat familiar friends that kind of ridicule and familiarity, without any offensive.

So, it's not uncomfortable.

After all, there are few people in the world who can talk to him like this.

As far as women are concerned, mu Qingge is the first one who dares to talk to him like this.

Aunt Yidao's words are not. Her words are obviously offensive. When they come out, they will make people feel harsh.

After listening to Aunt Yidao's words, the other judges couldn't help frowning, but they didn't say anything.

Mu Qingge doesn't like her aunt. She doesn't care about her at all, so she doesn't care about her words.

She is holding a big brush, and her brush is very casual. She is painting on the paper with a concentrated look and elegant and casual movements. She looks quite comfortable.

I have to admit that although mu Qingge's painting is very abstract, Rong Qingzhi and others feel comfortable watching her painting and her leisurely movements.

Hua Laodao: "girl, draw well, the old man still wants you to be a blockbuster!"

Aunt Qing and Bai Lao also nodded.

Mu light singer on the frequency of the same, also did not raise the head of the smiling way: "China grandfather, I work hard to ha!"

"I'm afraid you can't work hard!" Old Hua glanced at the words on her hand. He didn't have much confidence. He hummed, "but it doesn't matter. Just try hard."

I love singing, but I don't laugh.

HuaLao comforted mu Qingge a few more words, told her not to worry, and then went to other contestants to watch the situation.

But Rong Qing didn't leave. He stared at mu Qingge with interest.

Kuai Ziying and Li Tianxiang, who are beside mu Qingge, were surprised when they saw mu Qingge start painting, but they couldn't help laughing when they heard the words of several judges.

With such a large sheet of paper and in such a short time, how can we draw a good picture?

How stupid!

Ancient paintings need patience most, to a certain extent, more than playing chess.

Mu Qingge doesn't care about others. He holds the biggest brush in his hand. He skillfully paints a very thin layer in the outline drawn before.

Mu Qingge is fast, Shua Shua, such a large piece of paper, she quickly rendered a layer, and then continued to the second layer.

Mu Qingge drew a vicious way: "Uncle Huang, do you want me to dig your eyes down again?"

"Poof!" Rong Qingzhi laughs and laughs happily, "Shushuang, really Shushuang!"

Shushuang fart!

There's something wrong with this man. She scolded him. She could laugh so happily! Mu Qingge took a look at him as a monster, and then continued to draw with his head down.

"Princess Jue, you are the first one who dares to threaten the king like this!" Rong Qingzhi said with a smile, "I'm very happy."

Mu Qingge is too lazy to reply, quickly rendering the second layer, and the second layer is soon rendered.

Rong Qingzhi squinted, "it seems that there is a little outline, but it is not clear."

"Come one layer at a time!" Mu Qingge is very angry, staring at Rong Qing's way: "can you go faster?"

"Go?" Rong Qing's eyebrow, "why do you want to go?"

Mu Qingge gouged him out with his eyes, "go or not?"

"You need to draw an hour." Rong Qing saw mu Qingge's evil intention, and pretended to be pitiful: "we have to wait for you for at least an hour. Isn't it hard for us to sit for an hour?"

It's very quiet under the stage now, and the audience can't see the painting on the stage. They all think that this kind of competition is not very attractive. It's good to see the result at that time.

Therefore, people almost went to other stages to watch.

It's really boring for the judges to sit, so they will come up for a walk from time to time.

"It's hard for you to sit. I have to stand!" Mu Qingge said impolitely: "besides, if you stare at me like this, will it affect others?"

Rong Qing's smile was elegant and graceful, and he said with a cheerful look: "my king, it seems that your painting is so smooth. It's not affected at all?"

"That's because I'm determined and calm." Mu Qingge's face is not red, and he praises himself, and says, "you can't influence me, you can influence others."

This other person in Mu Qingge naturally refers to Kuai Ziying.

The most important thing is that he stands here and looks at her all the time. Kuai Ziying doesn't draw any pictures and stares at her all the time, OK?

She's like a thorn in the back now!

Rong Qingzhi sighed: "OK, I'll go." It's not that he can't feel the sight of Kuai Ziying. His smiling face is pale, and his smiling eyes are a bit unpredictable.

"Well." Mu light singer in the rendering, did not let him walk slowly, only gave him two monosyllabic.

Rong Qingzhi seemed unwilling to be ignored. He tapped his fingers on the table and reminded him, "then I'm leaving?"

"Just go, don't I let you go?" Mu light song suddenly raised his head to stare at him, this Ya's full to support, right?

She's painting, OK? He's always chirping here. What table does he knock on, and let her paint well or not?!

"Ben Wang..."

"Shut up Mu Qingge couldn't bear it. He didn't know what he thought of. With a smile, he asked her, "Hey, there won't be anyone you like here, will there?"

Rong Qingzhi looked at her smiling face and was stunned. The tip of his ear was a little hot. He opened his mouth and even stuttered: "how, how can you ask like this?"

Mu Qingge: "because you look like you're sabotaging."

"Sabotage?" Rong Qing's Leng Leng, is very puzzled to ask: "what meaning?"

Mu Qingge was very angry, "aren't you disturbing my painting and helping that person?"

Rong Qing's eyes were wide open and he couldn't speak at all.

Good half ring, he touched the tip of his nose, some low voice: "you really rich imagination."