Chapter 897

After listening to her words, Qu huazi gently held her in her arms: "happy, my little dumb, you really think you are dumb! How can you handle such a big thing without telling me? It's OK. Everything will be fine. "

She is probably a person to support too long, a encounter song huazi so warm embrace, tears did not fall down.

When she was in high school, she was really stubborn and rebellious. She didn't cry.

However, she did not hesitate in front of Qu huazi to show her real emotion.

Qu huazi coaxed her for a while, and then seriously helped her to find a solution: "this sum of money may be a little difficult for me, you know I spend a lot of money. But for my family, it shouldn't be a problem. I'll go back and beg them this weekend. "

She looked at quhuazi with a sour nose. At that time, she thought that she would repay quhuazi in the future.

Qu huazi probably saw that she was crying too miserably. Instead, she chuckled: "well, my little mute, I saw you cry for the first time. It turns out that you cry like this. You remind me of an idiom - I still feel sorry for you."

Her tears just can't stop. She is tired and aggrieved. No matter how hard it is, she can persist. But in the face of care, she loses all the ability to resist.

Qu huazi took out a paper towel to wipe away her tears: "OK, don't cry. People thought I bullied you when they saw it. Things will work out. Even if my parents don't want to help me, I have a small deposit. Every seven fairies can help you if they donate some money. "

She still cried.

Probably because she was crying so badly, Qu huazi changed the topic to comfort her: "by the way, what about your work? Today Monday, you probably just brought your works from home. Can I have a look? Listen to your tone just now, you seem very confident that this painting will win the prize. "

She hesitated for a moment, but at that time Qu huazi spoiled her and supported her, just like her gold owner. So even though she had experienced the last time - she gave her calligraphy to Qu huazi - she still did not refuse this time.

She cleverly opened the painting tube and slowly spread out the ten meter long painting inside.

Qu huazi exclaimed, almost tied his tongue: "happy, this is your work, you won't find a gun, will you?"

She shakes her head. The painting is grand and elegant. It's normal if she doesn't believe it's her painting.

Qu huazi greedily looked at the painting: "when I was a child, my parents arranged for me to go to the traditional Chinese painting class. I don't know much about traditional Chinese painting. If it's really your painting, then your painting is too good."

She caressed the painting. Of course, it took her a lot of thought. Since she was a child reading Red Mansions, she had constructed this kind of world, painted and repaired it again and again. This is her final product.

Qu huazi's eyes turned around and came up to Xu Huanxi: "Huanxi, is your purpose of participating in this competition just for money?"

She is in a daze when she is pressed by Qu huazi.

No, it's selfish. It's selfish to compare Xue Jingyun!

She didn't want Xue Jingyun's paintings to enter the palace of emperor craftsman's art. She didn't want this feeling. It will be seen decades later.