After the divorce, she airborne hot search

In the personal embroidery exhibition area, the crowd was unimaginably crowded. The reason was that someone spread the word that there were embroidery works by the god-level embroidery master Wang Huiping in the exhibition area.

This year's Fashion Week is organized by the Embroidery Bureau. The theme is national embroidery, so most of the people who come here are interested in it. Therefore, when they heard about the god-level embroidery, including reporters, they all rushed in. Personal embroidery exhibition area.

The person in charge of the exhibition area was sweating profusely when he saw the flow of people several times more than expected, so he hurriedly sent more people to clear and restrict the flow of people to avoid stampede accidents.

It took more than half an hour of busy work to control the flow of people, but even so, the exhibition area was crowded.

Quan Jiu didn't expect that there would be so many people in the exhibition area. Following the flow of people, she walked for nearly 10 minutes before arriving at the exhibition area of ​​grandma's works, but found that it was impossible to squeeze in.

While he was worrying, Quan Jiu heard a very abrupt and piercing voice in the noisy crowd, "I bet 100 million, this is definitely a fake, it can't be Wang Huiping's authentic work."

Quan Jiu frowned, she would never allow anyone to make irresponsible remarks on grandma's works.

Just as he was about to squeeze forward, unexpectedly there was a commotion in front of him, a strong push came from the front, Quan Jiu was pushed back two steps, took advantage of the situation and fell into a strong chest, and was immediately surrounded by the familiar smell of perfume.

She was a little uncomfortable and wanted to move forward, but the person in front tended to retreat instead. Before she could dodge, a pair of hands supported her waist, and then her gaze suddenly raised, Entering the head is already a piece of mind.

She actually sat on Chu Rong's shoulders and was lifted up completely.

Quan Jiu was startled and panicked, and while stabilizing his center of gravity, he had to lightly wrap his arms around Chu Rong's head to prevent himself from falling.

Chu Rong tightly hugged her legs, and took advantage of the short gap to quickly move to the edge.

On their side, they quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the exhibition area.I don't know who took the lead in booing, but the crowd broke out with a clatter, and gradually merged into applause.

"Beauty, such a good man, marry him when you meet him."

Quan Jiu was so embarrassed that she couldn't bear it, she said angrily: "You let me down."

However, Chu Rong remained unmoved as if nothing had happened, instead, he smiled at the blessings and compliments around him and said thank you to everyone who came.

Quan Jiu grumbled, but grabbed Chu Rong's ear and secretly exerted force.

Chu Rong's smile froze on his face for a moment, and he carried Quan Jiu forward a few steps along the edge, until he was close to the work, and then put it down.

However, when his back was turned to the eyes of the crowd, he bit Quan Jiu's ear lightly in a vengeful manner, and said in a low voice, "Reciprocity is the norm."

Quan Jiu was so startled that her cheeks flushed, angry and annoyed, she stomped on her high-heeled shoes hard and firmly.

Chu Rong snorted, but the smile on his face became more obvious.

Quan Jiu gave him a hard look, pushed him away, and came to the front of the embroidery.

The speaker was about 50 years old, with permed and dyed curly hair, and looked very arrogant.

"Wang Huiping's early works are not bad, and they are so interesting. In the later period, she must know that she is old and blind, so she disappeared. Why do I say that this work is not hers, because she did not embroider this kind of work when she became famous. The picture, later people became old and dazzled and retired, how could they embroider the work, it must be a fake."

Quan Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, the frost in his eyes frightening.

She grabbed the speaker by the collar, and said coldly: "Which wild mouse ran out of the mountain, Senior Wang Huiping is the only god-level embroidery master in modern times. You are a woolen yarn, and you dare to evaluate her work."

The person who spoke was startled at first, and then his face was full of anger, and he yelled loudly: "You damn girl, you still don't let go, do you know who I am, dare to treat me so disrespectfully, I am Yao Guangqi, you offend me, just Offend my millions of fans."

The corner of Quan Jiu's mouth was cold, "I don't care who you are, but if you dare to speak nonsense in front of this work, don't blame me for not respecting the elderly."

As soon as he let go, Yao Guangqi staggered back two steps.

She turned ruthless, so she just sat down on the ground and yelled, "I hit someone, the young man is going to hit me, the old man, what did I do wrong, you want to push me and trip me, my old bone fell to the ground , I don’t know how many bones were broken, why are you thinking so viciously, even an old woman like me is going to be bullied.”

I thought that the dead girl would panic when she touched the porcelain, but she only waited for a cold look and a word of "Get out".

Yao Guangqi was furious, so he immediately got up and opened his account on the online platform, "I am an internet celebrity with millions of followers, you dare to let me go, believe it or not, I will expose you, You hang out and let netizens take turns 'greeting' you."

Quan Jiu ignored it, but introduced the embroidery in front of others, "This is the original work of old Wang Huiping before his death. This work has no name, and none of the works of old Wang Huiping in his later years were named. The open-minded mentality of the old man is reflected, not to deliberately pursue, but to be natural."

"Bah. This is not Wang Huiping's work at all. It's a fake. You are all laymen watching the excitement and think this embroidery is good? In fact, this level is kindergarten level in my eyes. You should pay attention to my account. 'Embroidery master Yao Guangqi', I have updated a lot of my works, and millions of fans are applauding, you also go to see what a real 'good work' is."

The crowd was chattering, some people refuted and some people were suspicious, and some people really searched the account, and when they saw that it was a million-fan fan, they believed it.

Quan Jiu's face was dark, and he said coldly: "I said, if you dare to disrespect this work and Wang Huiping's senior, don't blame me for disrespecting the elderly."

After saying that, he lifted Yao Guangqi's collar, and said to the crowd with cold eyes: "Please get out of the way."

Her beauty, once fierce, makes people involuntarily frightened, and the crowd abruptly moved out of the way.

Yao Guangqi tried hard to break Quan Jiu's hand, shouting and shouting: "What are you going to do? You hit someone. Let go. What do you want to do? Do you still want to beat me to death with so many people?"

Quan Jiu grabbed Yao Guangqi's collar and dragged him out, and soon left Yao Guangqi at the periphery of the crowd.

"If you dare to step here again, I will throw you on the street."

Quan Jiu put down his harsh words and was about to turn around, but he heard a laugh coming from behind.

"Little girl, your temper is exactly the same as your grandma."

Quan Jiu looked back, immediately put away the indifference on his face, stepped forward and said, "Hello, three seniors."

Guo Pin glanced at Yao Guangqi sideways, with disdain on his face, "With your three-legged cat's embroidery skills, you can only fool your fans. I'm too lazy to care about someone who is not on the stage like you, but you treat Mr. Wang Seniors are disrespectful, so don't blame me for not giving you a way to survive, and be careful that I have wasted your millions of fans. I also have an account."

Yao Guangqi still didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Guo Pin, so he could only say bitterly: "What did I do wrong, you want to target me like this, I just said that it is a fake, and she pinched and pinched me, and still They said they were going to throw me on the street."

"She doesn't know how to throw it, and I won't allow her to throw it, but I will throw it for her." Miao Lan said coldly, "If you don't leave, the crutch in my hand will not recognize anyone."

Yao Guangqi was so frightened that he took a few steps back, cursed and dared not stay any longer, and left in a hurry.

Only then did Quan Jiu's expression soften, and he welcomed the three seniors to grandma's embroidery.