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Chapter 2035: It can¡¯t be Mr. Huo¡¯s daughter, right?

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    She understood why the little rabbit didn't run away when the big bad wolf stared at him.

    It¡¯s not that the little rabbit doesn¡¯t want to run, it¡¯s that it can¡¯t run at all.

    The aura of the big bad wolf was oppressive, making the little rabbit unable to move, and even had to control his breathing.

    Tangtang narrowed his eyes, smiled slowly and innocently, looked at the host and said: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows. If this work is hers, what if you show it live again? If I deceive you, how will you deal with it?  Just deal with it.¡±

    The host looked at Tangtang, with cold sweat already breaking out on his back.

    Is this really a five-year-old child?

    "Start." Huo Chenwang didn't give them any chance to hesitate.

    Direct the staff present to prepare.

    Commanding them is like commanding your own employees.

    After a while, the seats and painting tools were ready.

    Huo Chenwang put her on the stage.

    Tangtang stood firm on his feet, looked at them, and asked curiously: "Aren't you cheering for me? Aren't you afraid that I will lose?"

    "Don't be afraid." Huo Chenwang looked at her with sharp eyes, full of confidence, "Because you won't do anything bad for yourself."

    Su Xi smiled softly and said, "Draw a work that will shock the world and make ghosts and gods weep!"

    Tang Tang turned around, turned his back to them, raised his hand, and waved, "Prepare gifts and wait for my triumphant return."

    On the stage, there are two seats and two children.

    The camera moved in front of them.

    Every stroke, every move is projected onto the huge LED screen behind you.

    But Teacher Xiao Lin in the audience

    Has long since disappeared.

    When he left, no one knows.

    Ning Yusi was still halfway through the painting. When she looked up, she realized that Teacher Xiao Lin was missing.

    Today, she came with Teacher Xiao Lin and was not accompanied by her family.

    She wanted Teacher Xiao Lin to call her family.

    With her family here, would she still be afraid of these people?

    But the last hope disappeared right before your eyes.

    She panicked

    People in the audience looked at the picture projected by the LED and talked in low voices.

    "Who is that girl? Her painting seems to be more beautiful than Ning Yusi's."

    "She looks very young. Could she be Mr. Huo's daughter?"

    "Illegitimate daughter? He doesn't seem to be married, right?"

    "No matter who it is, it's very impressive anyway. Don't you think that even though it's not finished yet, the contrast is very obvious."

    "I can see it. The lines drawn by that girl are very smooth, and the composition is clean and clear. The key is that she doesn't know how to draft, so she just started drawing with a black pen. Ning Yusi's draft over there is uglier than my son's.  .¡±

    ¡°I just don¡¯t know how it will turn out later.¡±

    The theme of the painting this time is still the same as before.

    But instead of painting the same painting, Tangtang conceived a new one.

    Ning Yusi, on the other hand, stole other people's works and could not grasp the core. He could only make rough drawings based on the steps and general shapes drawn in class.

    Half an hour later.

    Tang Tang finished coloring, put down the pen, stretched out, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, turned to look at Ning Yusi sitting next to him, thought for a moment, stood up and walked to the stage, looking at Huo Shenwang and Su  Xi, chatted with them in a low voice and then returned to his original position.

    Fifteen minutes later, Ning Yusi also finished the painting.

    Her back was already wet and her forehead was covered with sweat.

    The thin hands were already shaking uncontrollably.

    Beads of sweat fell down his cheeks and dripped on the drawing paper.

    She lowered her head and looked at her painting with dim eyes (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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