The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

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Qing Li: "???"

Someone actually used her name falsely, did she ask for her consent? !

Qingli tried several other names.

Good guy, "Yuyan Master" and "Yuyan Calligrapher and Painter" have all been registered. Even trivial names such as "Yuyan Loves Painting" are also filled with popular accounts.

She underestimated the speed of the contemporary Internet.

Qing Li was silent for three seconds, then simply tried another one——

“The No. 1 and Most Authentic Jade Seal on the Internet”

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Qing Li: ...Okay!

After finishing the account name, you can start the live broadcast.

Qing Li's live broadcast only showed the hand holding the pen and the paper. The index finger was lined with a smoky green thin ring, and the fingers were white and slender.

Just as she expected, not a single person came in twenty minutes into the show.

After all, Chinese style painting is still a niche, so she was not discouraged and concentrated on painting green bamboo.

Finally, about half an hour later, a visitor came into the live broadcast room without even a profile picture.

The visitor should exit soon.

Chinese style paintings are relatively boring for most people. Even if they are finished products, young people may just glance at them and not look at them more.

So I probably won’t watch the painting process.

Unexpectedly, this tourist stayed for more than ten minutes without any intention of quitting, nor did he say a word.

……

At this moment, downstairs from Qingli, He Qingqing was searching the entire Internet for news about Master Yuyan.

This search actually found a new account for her.

What is it called "The No. 1 and Most Authentic Jade Seal on the Internet"?

He Qingqing's apricot eyes slightly opened, and she quickly clicked in. There were so many accounts on the Internet that were trying to catch up to Master Yuyan's popularity. At first, some people still believed it, but then everyone gradually became numb.

However, after following so many accounts, no one really dared to name it like that. She wanted to see who was so bold.

He Qingqing went in with some curiosity.

What came into focus was the slender hands. At a glance, it was obvious that they were those of a young woman. Judging from their age, they ruled out the possibility of being Master Yuyan.

He Qingqing couldn't help but be disappointed.

Sure enough, another one is trying to gain popularity, report it!

But when he saw the 'aura' of that plain hand writing like a swimming dragon, she hesitated for a moment and just looked at it like that.

The more He Qingqing looked at him, the more solemn his face became, and the battle between heaven and man began.

After another seven or eight minutes, He Qingqing finally couldn't sit still anymore and quickly forwarded the live broadcast to the "Master Yuyan Fan Club" group of relatives and friends.

Although this group looks very cool, the people in it are all real masters of traditional Chinese painting, calligraphers, etc. His grandfather He Lao and a bunch of old buddies are also in it.

"I feel like I have found the real Master Yuyan!"

Not long after, Qing Li’s live broadcast room welcomed its second visitor.

Yes, still a tourist, no avatar.

"Welcome friends."

Qing Li's voice made some changes.

The new tourists did not speak in the comment area, and Qingli stopped talking, concentrating on painting the small bridge and flowing water under the green bamboo.

The water trickles, washing the bluestones towards unknown places. It seems that you can hear the gurgling sound, which is pleasant to the ear and adds a touch of leisurely interest to the quiet and leisurely atmosphere.

When the painting of Qingzhu Creek was completed, the number of people in the live broadcast room had increased to twelve, all of whom were tourists without exception, and none of them had avatars.

Qing Li gave the painting a full shot.

"Today's live broadcast ends here. This piece of "Green Bamboo Floating Light" is given to you. I will come back at the same time tomorrow."

After saying that, Qing Li went off the air.

Seeing that it was already past ten o'clock, she had to deal with the two elders of the He family tomorrow, so she took a shower and went to bed.

At this moment, He Qingqing and her grandfather were still gathered in the study room, having a video conference with a dozen old men.

Mr. Xue, the head of the Xue family, was a family friend of the He family. He hesitated for a moment and said, "It is difficult to conclude that she is Master Yuyan based on a single painting."

"The possibility of having the same name is too high. That girl's voice sounds like she is in her twenties. How could she be Master Yuyan!"

"I think so too. Qingqing is still too young. How can Master Yuyan be an online anchor?"

To be honest, many of the old people here are watching online live broadcasts for the first time.

He Qingqing was unconvinced, "Then please explain why her painting style is so close to Master Yuyan?"

All the elders were silent.

This painting is not only lifelike, but also has an immersive feeling. Seeing the flowing water under the small bridge, there seems to be a ding-dong sound in my ears.

This kind of artistic conception is not something that students who have just left school can draw.

But if she is said to be Master Yuyan, the elders cannot believe it.

He Qingqing hugged her grandfather's arm and asked, "Grandpa, do you think what I said makes sense?"

All the elders looked at Mr. He.

Mr. He also didn't believe it, but his granddaughter always had to help smooth things over. He thought for a moment and said:

"Maybe he is a disciple of Master Yuyan. We can't make a conclusion for the time being. We will observe for a while."

Everyone knows that even a disciple cannot be so close to his painting style.

"We'll wait for tomorrow's live broadcast."

……

The next morning.

Qing Li had no idea how Mr. He and He Qingqing were so excited about her live broadcast last night.

As soon as he got up and went out, he bumped into the little girl and snorted at her.

Don't know what it means either.

Qing Li was too lazy to think deeply. She simply finished her breakfast and found an inconspicuous place in the yard to do boxing exercises to stretch her muscles.

Boxing is only for stretching the muscles and cannot be used for actual combat.

Not far away, Mr. He was doing Tai Chi wearing a training suit, with two obvious dark circles on his face.

Seeing Qing Li punching on the other side, he immediately snorted coldly.

"This is also a scheming girl."

I was afraid that because I found out that he practiced Tai Chi here every day, I came here to box in order to attract his attention.

Mr. He simply turned around and left, not giving her a chance to talk.

Qing Li, who didn't know she had been tagged, returned to the living room after exercising. She saw the leftovers on the table and knew that their family had finished breakfast.

Naturally, she was not prepared for it.

The servants had probably been warned and looked at her as if she was nothing.

Qing Li didn't care about this, they were all the targets of her strategy, so it was a big honor not to treat them as paper people.

The kitchen had all the ingredients, and no one cared about her or restricted her. She cooked a bowl of seafood porridge by herself.

Just when Qing Li was enjoying his meal, a subtle voice appeared behind him.

"I never thought you could cook porridge? Did you learn it specifically to please my brother?"

"Your brother and I have only known each other for two days, or even after rounding up." Qing Li didn't even raise his head.

He Qingqing watched her take the last sip eagerly, "Who doesn't know this kind of thing? Today's acquaintance is the result of months or even years of planning. You must have worked hard for a long time to get to know my brother."

Qing Li put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Brains are daily necessities, not for you to use as decorations."