The Profligate Madam of the Family

   Chapter 1202 Compare calligraphy with your master? Are you looking for death?

"How can it be impossible?" Leng Rongrong leaned back lightly, "Mr. Yan, right? I forgot to tell you. I won a gambling king when I was in Las Vegas, when I was less than ten. I won."

   "You... are you the child prodigy?" The Mr. Yan got up from the chair, took a step back, and looked at Leng Rongrong incredulously.

   "Not a child prodigy, it's pure luck." Leng Rongrong shrugged.

"No, you are not lucky." Mr. Yan took a deep look at Leng Rongrong, and he took out one of his cards, "I hope you lose, the money in this card is yours. I didn't expect it. The eldest lady on the nineteenth floor has such a background."

  After speaking, the gentleman turned and left.

  Leave the bewildered spectators.

  Have a background?

What is the origin of   ?

   Didn’t you say that you came from the country, but an actor?

What can    come from?

  I heard that he is still a less famous actor. If you have a background, you can't be less famous. Isn't it a movie queen?

   "Is there anyone else going to play?" Leng Rongrong looked at the crowd with interest.

"I don't know if Miss Rong Rong knows piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy?" someone said, "I think fighting and gambling are not what a girl should do. A girl, more importantly is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. these things."

   "Yes, you Orientals, don't you like this stuff?"

  Many people shouted.

"I didn't say I won't." Leng Rongrong looked at everyone, "Who wants to compare with me? I said, it can be better than anything...except cooking. I will definitely lose when cooking, so I have to compare , I will admit defeat first."

  Everyone:...

  "I'll compare you!" A boy in the crowd suddenly stood up. The boy was wearing a black suit and looked very handsome. His eyes were like a black gem, shining brightly under the light.

  At first glance, there is a feeling of dragon and phoenix among people.

  Leng Rongrong has always liked men who are long and good-looking. This man is very good-looking, so she couldn't help but look twice.

   "I like to compete with long and good-looking people." Rong Ye said with a slight smile.

   Li Ruhua squatting with Song Junlin: "..."

  "Is Madam Young irritated? How do you feel that Madam Young looks at this man's eyes glowing?" Li Ruhua worried.

  The misunderstanding between Madam Young and Fourth Master has not been solved yet.

  Young lady will not empathize, don’t fall in love, right?

  If it is really a misunderstanding, wouldn't the Fourth Master be cuckold?

"Normal operation, you don't need to worry. That kid looks good." Qin Xiong patted Li Ruhua on the shoulder, "You have been with Rongrong for so long, don't you know Rongrong's habit of looking at people first? She looks good, even if she is a bad person, she will look at it more."

  Li Ruhua: "...it seems to say so."

On the    arena, the boy has already walked in front of Leng Rongrong, "Ms. Rong Rong, let me introduce myself first. My name is Gu Xinian."

  Leng Rongrong nodded, saying hello to the boy. When she looked at the boy, she couldn't help but look twice.

   "Your surname is Gu?"

  "Is there any problem? Who else has the surname Gu?" Gu Xinian asked suspiciously.

   "There is such a person..." Leng Rongrong glanced at Gu Xinian again. The older Gu Xi looked too good, but his eyes looked very similar to the old man...

Strange.

After thinking about it, Leng Rongrong shook her head.

   Although Gu Jinghu said every day that he was not growing well now, he was very handsome when he was young, that is to say.

  Furthermore, Gu Jinghu did not say that he had any relatives or grandchildren.

   "What are you comparing to me?" Leng Rongrong asked.

   "Calligraphy and painting." Gu Xinian said.

   "Okay." Leng Rongrong asked Jiang Po to prepare.

  Then Jiang Po let people prepare pen, ink, paper and ink.

Many people in the   stand have already learned cleverness. This time, no one said that Leng Rongrong was definitely inferior to Gu Xinian, but some people said that Gu Xinian seemed to have learned calligraphy from a very good master.

  The disciple of the calligraphy masters, certainly not too bad.

  So even if Leng Rongrong's calligraphy is good, it is not easy to say what the result is compared with Gu Xinian.

  Everything is ready, Leng Rongrong and Gu Xinian picked up the brushes to draw and call at the same time.

  The people in the audience are very patient, and they are all waiting.

  It didn’t take long for Leng Rongrong to finish drawing. She put down her brush and said, “It’s done.”

"So fast?"

   "Writing and painting, so fast?"

   "Isn't it a mess?"

   "What can be written at such a fast speed?"

  Everyone shook their heads, feeling that Leng Rongrong was just playing around.

  Among the crowd, Huang Yuan's lips twitched, revealing a touch of sarcasm, comparing calligraphy with Gu Xinian, his master is a bit better than her master.

   is definitely not better.

  In addition to calligraphy, she also arranged for others to deal with Leng Rongrong.

   Robbing her desired location, robbing her limelight...

  No one can ever.

   Just when everyone was looking forward to seeing Leng Rongrong’s dog crawling characters, Gu Xianian also finished it.

  The two raised up the calligraphy and painting they had made at the same time.

  Leng Rongrong glanced at Gu Xinian's calligraphy and painting, and Gu Xinian also glanced at Leng Rongrong's calligraphy and painting, and then both of them were stunned.

  The calligraphy and painting of the other party seem to be familiar.

  "Who did you learn calligraphy from?" Gu Xinian looked surprised, "You calligraphy and painting..."

  How is it like the exhibition back then...

  "Smelly boy, you and your master were drawn by calligraphy?" Suddenly a voice came from the crowd, and then an old man walked out from behind the crowd.

  The old man rushed to the ring and grabbed Gu Xinian's ear.

   "What, what kind of master?" Gu Xinian screamed while pinching his ears, looking at the old man in disbelief.

"This is my master, isn't it your master!" Gu Xinian looked at Leng Rongrong, let go of his hand in a hurry, and looked at Leng Rongrong with a smile, "Master, When I saw the photo, I thought it was you, it turned out to be you!"

   "I said everything, I have confiscated my apprentice, you are not my apprentice!" Leng Rongrong frowned.

   "But I learned my calligraphy from you! You are my master!" The old man hummed, "I don't care. If you let me live, you are responsible for my old apprentice!"

   "Isn't that calligrapher, Mr. Qian!"

   "What did he call that Miss Rongrong just now? Master?"

   "Isn't it, so famous people, call Miss Rong Rong master? How old is Miss Rong Rong? This world is too illusory!"

   "Ah... Am I dreaming?"

   "That painting, that word, look at it, it seems that the auction house sold a style of sky-high price at the end of last year!"

  "Mr. Qian's characters are more valuable, and calligraphy and painting that are more valuable than antique calligraphy and painting!"

  (End of this chapter)