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The four old men were stunned at the same time.

But after I came back to my senses, I couldn't help but feel relieved.

After all, as the head of the Hanlin Academy, it was normal for Jiang Xiaobai to be able to create such a painting.

However, there was something strange in the eyes of the four people.

It's just... Jiang Xiaobai's self-promotion is a little too shameless.

Looking at the expressions of the four people, Jiang Xiaobai didn't think anything of it and was still smiling.

At this time, Lin An prepared the painting, looked at Song Qing and said: "Xiao Song, hang up the painting of the general!"

"Yes!"

Song Qing nodded, took it, and walked out with the painting.

As the door closed again, Lin An began to make tea.

And this is what he should do as a student.

When the five people sat together drinking tea and chatting, there was no doubt that there was an explosion outside.

Yes, one layer after another surrounds Jiang Xiaobai’s paintings.

Amazement, admiration, obsession.

The sound of discussion resounded throughout the entire area.

At the same time, they all have a doubt, whose work belongs to it?

Mr. Lin?

Mr. Han?

Old Sun?

Or is it Mr. Wu’s?

Yes, in their opinion, only these four can produce such works.

Even though Han Xuan had already seen it later, when he saw the scroll being revealed, he couldn't help but look at it again.

As the owner of an antique shop, when she sees good works, she wants to keep them.

There is no doubt that this one is truly heartwarming.

Perfectly fulfilling all of a woman's fantasies.

There is love and intention in it.

The details are drawn very well.

The inscription is also touching.

But that guy Jiang Xiaobai didn't forget to sell it, otherwise even if the price was one million, she might not hesitate.

"This work should be Mr. Lin's, right?"

Wu Feng couldn't help but said next to him.

"no!"

Han Xuan shook his head.

"Your grandfather's?"

Wu Feng was surprised again.

"Neither!"

Han Xuan shook his head again.

After Wu Feng nodded, he didn't ask any more questions.

Yes, he already had the answer in his mind.

Two people have been excluded, and his grandfather can also be excluded.

Then only Mr. Sun is left.

At this time, he also looked at the scroll, his expression also filled with admiration.

I'm afraid Mr. Sun's skills have improved again.

Just as the discussion here was getting more and more intense, three figures slowly walked up from the direction of the second floor.

It was Su Qingrou who took the lead.

Also following her was Meng Chuan. As for the other person, if Jiang Xiaobai was here, he must be familiar with it. It was the young central defender with whom he had a conflict.

After the three people came up, they also submitted their works. Then the three people's eyes fell on the surrounding crowd invariably, and they all looked a little surprised.

When things like this usually happen, there is only one situation, and that is when a stunning work is produced.

Su Qingrou's works have been treated in this way more than once or twice.

Are there other people being treated like this now?

Now the three of them also walked up.

As the three of them approached, their eyes were attracted to the scroll.

Looking at the man and woman in red clothes and skirts on the scroll, there was a strange look in their eyes.

What a beautiful mood!

The details and the level of meticulousness are simply breathtaking.

"The red thread is pulled like a dream, and a handsome man smiles at a shy man."

A soft voice sounded, and Su Qingrou said with brilliance in her eyes: "Good painting, good words, this handwriting is a bit like him!"

As he said this, the brilliance on Su Qingrou's face became even brighter.

"he?"

Meng Chuan was surprised when he heard Su Qingrou's words nearby.

He knew that Su Qingrou had always admired someone.

But no one has ever seen this person.

I have never even seen Su Qingrou herself.

But through the paintings, Su Qingrou developed an admiration for that person.

Occasionally, if nothing happens, I will take out this person’s works and watch them.

Is this one also by the same person?

At that moment, he looked at Su Qingrou and said, "Sister-in-law, can you tell it's his handiwork?"

"Well, I can't fault his handwriting and painting skills!"

Su Qingrou said: "But I don't know if this picture was collected by Mr. Han or Teacher Lin!"

As he spoke, his moist red lips moved, and his eyes were blazing as he said, "If possible, I would like to collect it..."