Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried - Chapter 1784
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Chapter 1784 Fu Yingying’s painting;
Seeing this, the other three immediately followed Gu Zhiqi.
“Master Gu, what’s the problem in the studio?” Meng Yunhe quickened his pace, and asked Gu Zhiqi.
He and Gu Xiyue also visited this studio, and they didn’t find any problems.
Gu Zhiqi shook his head, “I don’t know yet, I have to go in and have a look.”
While talking, he has already entered the wooden house.
The wooden house has two floors in total. On the first floor, there are drawing boards, paints and other tools needed for painting. On the other side of the wooden house, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window. on the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Sweeping around the studio, Gu Zhiqi finally landed on the pen holder on the table.
Staring at the pen holder for several seconds, he asked Fu Xiyan, “Who uses more in this studio?”
“My sister…” The word “sister” was not complete in the end, Fu Xiyan changed his words, “Fu Yingying.”
Hearing the familiar name, Gu Zhixi’s eyes flickered slightly.
Fu Yingying?
Gu Zhiqi lowered his eyes slightly, lost in thought, but Fu Xiyan and the other three did not speak.
After a long time, Gu Zhiqi raised his eyes, looked at Fu Xiyan and asked again, “Are there any paintings of hers? I want to see them.”
Fu Xiyan nodded, then pointed to the stairs, “The finished paintings are usually placed on the second floor.”
So, several people went to the second floor.
There is also a large glass window on the second floor, the curtains are drawn, and there are many paintings piled up against the wall.
Some are also framed and hung on the wall.
Gu Zhiqi scanned the studio, and finally came to an oil painting.
The painting style of healing is a spring landscape painting. The picture is bright and clean. At first glance, it will make people’s eyes bright. When standing in front of the painting, there will be a strong sense of vitality.
Gu Zhixi hooked the corner of his mouth almost invisibly, the bottom of his eyes was stained with a bit of playfulness, his eyes moved down, and finally he saw a signature in the lower right corner of the painting, which was a few letters of Fying.
Meng Yunhe was standing next to Gu Zhiqi, staring at the oil painting in front of him for a few seconds, and finally said, “Although I don’t know much about painting, I have to say that Fu Yingying is really good at painting.”
“Just looking at it, I feel that the painting is full of life.”
Fu Xiyan glanced at the painting, and then said lightly, “General.”
Compared with ordinary people, Fu Yingying’s painting is really good, but compared with the Jin family, Fu Yingying is still far behind.
Gu Xiyue was looking at other paintings, but when she heard the conversation between Meng Yunhe and Fu Xiyan, she also walked to the landscape painting.
It’s just that after staring at the painting for a while, his complexion began to become ugly, his brows were tightly frowned, and the brows gradually became a little irritable, and the energy in his whole body began to dissipate.
Fu Xiyan immediately realized that something was wrong with her, and reached out to support Gu Xiyue, “What’s wrong?”
Gu Zhixi heard the words, glanced sideways, and saw that Gu Xiyue had the tendency to run away with energy.
Gu Zhiqi immediately said, “Take her downstairs first.”
Fu Xiyan subconsciously trusted Gu Zhiqi, without even thinking about it, he picked up Gu Xiyue and quickly went downstairs.
Meng Yunhe was stunned, and while following downstairs, he asked, “Why did my little uncle suddenly lose his energy?”
However, no one answered Meng Yunhe’s question.
Several people hurried downstairs, and as soon as they reached the corner of the stairs, there was a loud noise downstairs.
Immediately afterwards, the loud noise was accompanied by a very irritable roar.
Hearing this sound, several people subconsciously paused.
Fu Xiyan’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his steps to go downstairs, “It’s the second child who has lost his energy.”
(end of this chapter)