Chapter 422

Gao Xue's plagiarism caused a stir on the Internet, and ended in a dismal end. Even the venue of the solo exhibition was closed on the same day.

Gao Xue's Heming cup Gold Award has been cancelled. She signed an agreement with the organizer before the exhibition. It is said that because she plagiarized, she violated many agreements and faced huge claims.

On the contrary, yutangchun and Qiao's family are famous for this incident. In addition, the exposure of Joe as Qiao's second apprentice has promoted Qiao's family to a higher level.

In the past, many people said that after old Joe's poor health, his creation was reduced, and in the later stage, he was at the end of his talent. Who knows that he left thousands of manuscripts, almost all of which were excellent works.

The museum on Wu Su's side even sent a message on the same day.

It is said that during the Chinese new year, Mr. Qiao will hold a personal exhibition to show some of the paintings he gave to the museum. There are only 30 tickets for three days, and all the income will be used for charity.

Qiao's position in the industry has been improved, and he has reaped a wave of fans.

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Qiao Xiyan is waiting for the elevator in the underground garage of the hotel at the moment. Qiao Wangbei and Yan Wangchuan make a reservation in the restaurant to invite the second martial uncle and his daughter to meet him and Song Feng later.

"Cousin, stop smoking." Song Fengwan stood beside him with some helplessness.

The voice just dropped, "Ding Dong --" the elevator stopped at B1, and the door slowly opened to both sides.

Inside just stood a young woman, looking at the two people outside, the line of sight first fell on the man who was smoking.

The underground garage was a little dark. He was holding a cigarette. The flickering sparks made his face more and more angular. Maybe he noticed someone. Josiyan thought she was going to come out and stepped back.

The man didn't seem to have any intention of coming out, so he looked up, his eyes opposite.

A man's eyes are as thick as those of the deep sea. They seem to drown people.

Thin face, Phoenix eyes and thin lips.

A simple black suit, well-known, revealing the inside of the white shirt and black vest, clearly dressed delicately, but also one hand inserted trouser pocket, one hand pinching a cigarette, there is a kind of indescribable uninhibited.

His eyes were cold and distant, and he didn't stay with her for long.

"You are song Fengwan." The woman suddenly spoke. After all, the live broadcast on the day of the exhibition had great repercussions. Her face was very recognizable.

"Well, I am, you are..." song Fengwan thought he was a hotel guest, but he suddenly called himself.

"I'm Tang Jingci. I'm afraid you're in a hurry. Let me down first."

When he heard the name, josiyan lowered his head, pinched his cigarette and looked at her formally.

Tang Jing porcelain?

Second martial uncle's?

He really knows his name. Why not call it blue and white porcelain?

His first impression of Tang Jing porcelain was that it was good-looking, with beautiful facial features.

Full forehead, chin slightly warped, is not the kind of popular net red face, is a typical oval face, cold features, and wearing a long skirt of meat yellow, set up a gray knitting, a little bit more desirless taste.

"Second martial uncle's daughter?" Song Fengwan is also looking at her.

"Well." Tang Jingci nodded.

"This is my cousin, josiyan." Song Fengwan looks at Qiao Xiyan and doesn't speak, so he takes the initiative to introduce them.

Looking at the elevator closing, Tang Jingci went out first and extended his hand to Josie, "hello."

When she stood in front of him, she found that the man in front of him was too tall. She raised her face slightly and showed her clean neck and clavicle wantonly, which was not only ostentatious, but also with a kind of bewitching amorous feelings.

It's more like a disguised provocation.

"Well." Josie extended his hand, two fingers touched, one second.

Tang Jingci: it's the same as his father's. It's thick and full of vicissitudes.

But my father's younger brothers and nephews all seem to have the same temperament. They don't like to talk very much. They are too boring.

When I think about it, these people usually deal with stones and jade. Their temper is naturally stinky and hard. It's really hard to contact.

Josiyan's hand reinserted into his pocket.

My father didn't say that the second martial uncle's daughter was also in this business. Her fingers were as smooth as a mirror, and she didn't even touch any cocoons.

"Let's just wait here. My dad will be down in a minute." Tang Jingci and song Fengwan are both girls. Naturally, they are closer to each other. From clothes to hobbies, they seem to have endless words.

Josiyan was waiting impatiently for a cigarette.

"Cough -" song Fengwan suddenly coughed twice.

Qiao Xiyan pulls back his cigarette again. Tang Jingci laughs, afraid of his cousin?

**

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Tang WANGJIN got down by the elevator with a lot of things in his hand, and the party set out for the hotel box.

The three brothers seldom get together, so they naturally want to have a drink. Qiao Xiyan, who is responsible for the aftercare driving, accompanies song Fengwan to drink some juice with Tang Jingci.

If you are full and drunk, you will naturally mention the past.

"I didn't expect that Xiyan had grown so big since I haven't seen him for so many years. I remember when I was a child, my master often pulled the wicker to beat him and chased him all over the yard."

"Shifu's legs are not sharp and can't catch up with him. He was so angry that Shifu patted his thigh."

"When the boy was a child, he took a piece of good stone from the master and threw it at the sparrow?"

Tang WANGJIN obviously had drunk too much. At the moment, there is still a little master style, and he has begun to talk nonsense.

"When he was a child, he didn't worry. He took the bear kids around him to make trouble all day." Qiao Wangbei also reproached his son.

"In the past, my master was always afraid that he would grow crooked in the future. You can see that when he grows up, he will not look like a human being."

Song Fengwan couldn't help laughing. This word is used.

Josiyan lowered his head and sipped his tea, as if he were a jerk when he was a child.

"I remember that Jing CI came to play at home when she was a child. She liked to run behind Xiyan's buttocks. I asked him to take her out to buy snacks. He almost lost your daughter. Do you remember?"

Qiao Xiyan and Tang Jingci looked up at the same time, obviously they did not remember it.

"Remember, remember!" Tang WANGJIN said with a smile, "fortunately, he was found by his neighbor and brought back. If he lost it, it would be hard to get it back."

"Because of this, Xiyan was beaten by his father. I don't think he remembers it." Qiao looked at the north and said with a smile, "patronize yourself to play, even the younger martial sister doesn't care."

Josiyan's face was embarrassed. When a boy was a child, he couldn't be so peaceful.

Song Fengwan was the first time to see his cousin so embarrassed, and he hung his head with a smile.

*

After dinner, the three brothers seldom meet each other. It seems that they have no intention of ending. However, Song Feng has to go back to school late, and Tang Jingci has to go back to the hotel to catch the jet lag. He can only ask Qiao Xiyan to send them away first.

Out of the hotel, Song Feng wrapped his tight windbreaker, "cousin, my school is just around the corner. You don't have to send me. I'll walk and eat. You can send sister Tang back to the hotel."

"Are you going back alone?" Josiyan was not at ease.

"Well, it's two steps away." Song Fengwan made an appointment with Fu Chen. Naturally, he didn't want Qiao Xiyan to send him away. Without waiting for him to speak, he ran away, "goodbye, cousin, goodbye, sister Tang."

Only Qiao Xiyan and Tang Jingci were left at the door of the hotel.

Josiyan walks towards his car with the key. The black Jaguar has a dim light in the night. The man is standing beside the car. The darkness sets him off a bit dangerous.

Especially those eyes, when staring at you, make people feel oppressive.

Tang Jingci coughed twice. "In fact, my hotel is very close to here. You might as well go in and accompany my martial uncle. I think they have drunk too much."

"I also want to take two steps."

"Don't worry, I can find the way."

Josiyan looked at her. "Now tell me, in which direction are the southeast and northwest?"

Tang Jingci is speechless. She has been a road maniac since she was a child. She only knows up and down, and doesn't know the southeast and northwest. He really asked about her blind area.

Josiyan's face was clearly playful.

She and josiyan are not children. It's always a little uncomfortable to be alone.

"Get in the car." Josiyan frowned. He was used to dictation, and his voice was always tough, and he didn't leave any room for it.

Song Fengwan this wench refuses herself just, how does she also not want to let oneself send?

What's the look in her eyes? Do you think she will eat her? Lu Chi, who can't tell the southeast from the northwest, doesn't know where the hotel is, so why don't you go back by yourself?

If you lose her again, I'm afraid his uncle will strangle himself!

Josiyan didn't speak. He got in the car and waited for her.

Tang Jingci raised her eyebrows and had to get on the bus. She was not afraid of Qiao Xiyan or him. It was just that this person's aura was too strong, especially the faint smell of tobacco. She went all the way to her heart.

That kind of domineering and strong atmosphere makes people a little powerless to resist.

"I will be responsible for sending my uncle back later." Josiyan starts the car.

"My father drinks a lot and talks a lot. I'll trouble you later."

"Don't worry..." Qiao Xiyan glanced at her. "I won't lose you this time."

Tang Jingci smiles bitterly and turns to look out of the window. Her ears are faintly hot.