Hong Feiquan and others were mounting paintings in the studio, and Hong Le was not idle either. After he was slapped by his father, he was filled with anger. He didn't understand why his father slapped him.
And it was in front of so many people.
When he walked out of the studio and saw Lu Yin sitting on the sofa, leisurely drinking tea and reading a book, he felt even more depressed.
He covered his right cheek and walked towards Lu Yin angrily. When he walked to the table, he looked left and right but could not find any murder weapon. Finally, he kicked Lu Yin in the face.
How could someone like Lu Yin be kicked by him so easily? He just raised his eyelids and glanced at Hong Le. Hong Le felt as if he had fallen into an abyss of hell. His pupils shrank suddenly, his raised legs could no longer kick, and his body could no longer maintain balance. He stiffened and fell to the ground.
Lu Yin paid no attention to him and continued to read his book.
Hong Le was lying on the ground twitching and trembling all over. The staff next to him quickly came up and helped him up.
"Mr. Liu, are you okay?" The staff was really helpless.
Logically speaking, this art exhibition can be regarded as a place where upper-class people come and go, and no one can get into fights.
Hong Le’s actions just now were clearly an attempt to attack someone, and then he couldn’t stand firmly and fell down like this.
The key point is that you can’t even kick someone, but you can even knock yourself down. How talented is this?
It’s so delicious and weak!
"I...I'm fine." After Hong Le was helped up, he glanced at Lu Yin secretly.
Although Lu Yin did nothing just now, the moment he raised his leg, his heart was filled with fear, as if this kick really hit Lu Yin, and he would be beyond redemption.
But Lu Yin was reading his own book as if nothing had happened.
Hong Le could not overcome the fear in his heart and turned around quickly to leave. He could no longer look directly at Lu Yin, as if looking at Lu Yin one more time would kill him.
His feeling is actually not wrong at all. He should be glad that Lu Yin abides by modern laws. Otherwise, based on his actions just now, even if he is not dead, he will lose a leg.
Hong Feiquan has already had the two paintings framed in the studio,
Ye Qingqing also asked Hong Feiquan to keep the painting "Kunpeng Soaring" that belongs to her for safekeeping, and she will take it with her when she leaves later.
Although she was a little uneasy, she was not afraid either. This painting was vaguely related to her in some way. She could clearly feel the atmosphere of this painting.
And she can't eat with a painting on her body.
Hong Feiquan was overwhelmed with emotions after he came out. He could already sense from the small carving that Ye Qingqing's cultivation was far above him.
Ye Qingqing is also Ye Long's granddaughter, who can he afford to offend?
The other one is Lu Yin.
I had doubts about his strength before, but the painting at the back is unprecedented and unprecedented.
Being able to paint such a work in less than an hour, Lu Yin is definitely considered a master in the world of painting, at least not as versatile as Hong Fei.
Lu Yin is still so young.
"Mr. Su, I was blind to Mount Tai before, please forgive me." Hong Fei couldn't tell that Lu Yin had the aura of an immortal cultivator in him, but he had to be convinced.
The group of painters next to them were even more nervous and did not dare to take a breath.
Some of them may still not understand the meaning of Lu Yin's painting, but Hong Feiquan has obviously resigned himself to defeat.
Calling a young man of about twenty years old Mr.
Lu Yin put down the book without even moving his buttocks, and said, "It's okay, but don't bother me, let's just leave."
Lu Yin doesn't care about these titles as a master in the painting world.
If he wanted to be famous, he could stand at the top of countless industries, but now he just wants to be an ordinary person and live his own small life.
It is best not to have contact with people you don’t like.
It’s all gone.
This tone is plain, but it is full of the domineering power unique to a superior person.
Hong Feiquan really couldn't see through Lu Yin. Ye Qingqing, a cultivator of immortality, actually recognized Lu Yin as his teacher. Is it really just because of his amazing painting skills?
Hong Feiquan had no choice but to retreat after Lu Yin said this. The painters behind him were reluctant to speak and followed Hong Feiquan to disperse.
After Lin Ke and the others returned to Lu Yin's side, Lin Ke couldn't help but said: "Lu Yin, you are a little too powerful."
"Not bad." Lu Yin smiled.
It’s just a painting, it’s nothing. In fact, he thinks the current photos are pretty good.
Just one click on the mobile phone, and a lot of troubles are saved.
Lin Ke said: "It's too scary for you to understand a little bit."
“Well, a little bit.” Lu Yin smiled just now, but now he wanted to finish the book. After nodding perfunctorily, he picked up the book and started reading again.
Lin Ke twitched the corner of his mouth, which made it clear that he didn't want to chat with her. She didn't want to bring trouble to herself, so she found a seat and sat down.
Ye Qingqing was now filled with joy and pulled Bai Weiwei to sit on the sofa opposite Lu Yin.
"Sister Ye, why do I feel that you are a little different." Bai Wei whispered.
Now she has the sweet smile of a young woman on her face. Coupled with the elimination of impurities from the body and the improvement of her realm, her skin has become smooth and rosy again.
Lin Ke secretly glanced at Ye Qingqing, and she could tell that Ye Qingqing seemed a little different from when they met just now.
This face is full of happiness, turning rosy and shiny.
Could it be...
Lin Ke's mouth opened slightly, the fire of gossip blazing in his heart.
She and Lu Yin have been in there for so long. Could it be that besides painting, she also did something else?
It is said that this is what a woman who is nourished by a man is like.
Lin Ke secretly glanced at Lu Yin again. The latter looked calm, but Lin Ke's heart was already in turmoil. He really knew how to play!
On such an occasion, it’s a bit too exciting to have to paint again, and then there are so many people standing outside?
How did Ye Qingqing know that a big-breasted woman would think so deeply?
She also looked at Lu Yin secretly. He was very serious when he was reading, especially his handsome facial features. The more he read, the more comfortable he became. The more he read, the more he liked him.
His posture while reading is so handsome, he really deserves to be her master.
Lu Yin noticed the gazes of Ye Qingqing and Lin Ke, raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at them. The two women turned their heads away guiltily.
"If you have nothing to do, don't sit here, just go shopping." Lu Yin ignored them after saying this.
It feels really unpleasant to be surrounded by people while reading a book!