Canary and his domestic president

Feng Wen refused to admit that "The Vast" was a copy of Qi Bai's "Starship", and said that he didn't know Qi Bai at all, and he had never seen the painting he painted a few years ago.

In fact, Feng Wen is not stubborn, he really has never seen the painting "Starship", and he doesn't even know the existence of Qi Bai.

But in the face of Jiang Yi's identification, his rebuttals were only a few words back and forth, his eyes flickered, and his confidence was very lacking.

He was sure that he hadn't altered the drawing, but... the works he used for the exhibition were not made by him.

"The Vast" was bought by him for 2000 yuan to participate in this art exhibition.

The other party patted his chest and assured him that the painting was absolutely original, and after he bought it, he was worried and made changes himself.

I thought it was safe, but I didn't expect the car to overturn on the first day of the exhibition.

Feng Wen's face turned red, partly because he was angry that he had been cheated.

For 2000 yuan, that person actually sold him a drawing!

It is also so unskilled in drawing that it can be seen at a glance!

Cursing the villain who took him 2000 yuan in his heart, Feng Wen decided to settle the score with the other party afterwards.

Facing Feng Wen, who was the first to sue, Jiang Yi didn't panic at all:

"Pictures can be posted, but Weibo records are always correct, right?"

Manually search for keywords on Qi Bai’s Weibo trumpet homepage, and you can still see his activities a few years ago.

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, someone among the crowd watching melons took out their mobile phones and searched for screenshots of Weibo posted on the wall. After a while, someone exclaimed:

"It really is!"

"It was published a few years ago, it's really plagiarism."

"Plagiarism is already shameful, but you still have the face to participate in an art exhibition. Pooh, disgusting!"

"What's the matter with the organizer? Why can all kinds of ghosts and ghosts be hung in it, and return the young painter, the young master of drawing and changing pictures?"

"The original picture is much more shocking than this, copy it as soon as it is copied, it is really suffocating if the skills are not as good as people."

"My bookmark was given to him, can I take it back and choose again?"

"Fuck! I didn't expect there to be a reversal, public execution, it's so simple."

Rumang is the only thing Feng Wen feels now, if he can, he wants to escape the hustle and bustle immediately.

Jiang Yi looked at Feng Wen with a pale face: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Feng Wen was in a state of confusion, murmuring that it was impossible, and seeing that he had no intention of doing anything more, Yu Qinchuan walked back to Jiang Yi's side.

Jiang Yi handed Yu Qinchuan the glue in his hand, and asked him to take it, and went to get the paintings on the wall by himself.

It is an insult to the other exhibitors that a plagiarized work does not deserve to hang on the wall.

Seeing that he was going to animation, Feng Wen widened his eyes and stopped him:

"What do you want to do? You are not qualified to do it!"

In order to prevent the painting from falling accidentally, the words on the wall were hung firmly. Before Jiang Yi could figure out how to remove the painting, a majestic voice rang out from the crowd:

"What's going on? Why are you all here arguing?"

Then the person who spoke said again:

"It's probably because everyone got together to discuss, and it was a bit noisy, but it is always a good thing for young people to communicate, and communication will make progress. This is also the original intention of our art exhibition. Don't mind Mr. Liang."

Old Liang?

Hearing this familiar address, Yu Qinchuan turned his head and took advantage of his height to see Liang Zhengqing outside the crowd.

Liang Zhengqing was surrounded by several people. Judging from the expressions of other people, everyone respected this old artist who was over [-] years old.

The old man's spirit is still as good as ever, the only difference from the last time we met is that his gray hair half a month ago has turned black, making him look several years younger.

Jiang Yi's reaction on his birthday was very stimulating to the old man, and he went to dye his hair black the next day.

After washing my hair several times, the color is very natural.

No wonder Jiang Yi misunderstood before.

Yu Qinchuan pulled Jiang Yi who was still struggling with the painting, and lowered his voice to remind: "The teacher is here."

Jiang Yi took the time to turn around: "Huh?"

So early?

At this time, the melon-eating crowd spontaneously seemed to separate from the two sides, and Liang Zhengqing and the people around him stepped forward.

Seeing Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan, Mr. Liang was surprised:

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Yi was also stunned, and didn't speak for a long time.

He wasn't shocked by the old man's arrival, but...

Jiang Yi moved his eyes to his teacher's hair, which was thick and black and familiar.

Jiang Yi: "!!!"

The old man is going to dye his hair again!

Jiang Yi looked at his teacher with a sense of conscious condemnation——

Smoking, drinking, and burning your head, old man, you alone account for two things!

The question that Mr. Liang asked was drowned in the din of people. He frowned and glanced at the scene, then raised his eyes to meet Jiang Yi's slightly condemning gaze.

Grandpa:? ? ?

Facing the eyes of his lover, the old man subconsciously touched his head, thinking:

It's impossible for newly dyed hair to fade so quickly, right?

The master and the apprentice looked at each other, Jiang Yi turned away first, and said to Yu Qinchuan in a low voice with grief on his face:

"Frequent hair dyeing is so harmful, the old man's idol burden is too heavy!"

Yu Qinchuan: "..."

Facing Jiang Yiwan's eyes like a child who is not worried, Yu Qinchuan was rarely speechless.

If he guessed correctly, most of the old man's burden came from the person in front of him.

The person who accompanied Liang Zhengqing was the person from the organizer.

The organizer planned this art exhibition, and even went out of their way to invite the old man to be a guest judge, because in the paintings that came to the exhibition this time, there were works by the youngest son of the big boss behind the scenes.

The big boss wanted the young master to enter the Art Department of Nantah University to continue his studies, but Nantah University, as a key university, has a very high admission score, and the young master's level is not as good, so the big boss thought of this way, trying to catch up with Liang Zhengqing.

I heard that the youngest son of the Jiang family was admitted to Nantah University because of his dating with Liang Zhengqing.

It would be even better if Liang Zhengqing could accept the young master.

In short, in the words of the big boss, this art exhibition can only be held successfully, and no accidents are allowed!

The organizers never expected that such a major accident would occur on the first day of the event.

Among the exhibited paintings, there are even plagiarized ones!

It was discovered by friends from the original work and made a fuss, and was also bumped into by Mr. Liang!

The representative of the organizer was a middle-aged man with bald temples, who broke out in a cold sweat after hearing the ins and outs of the incident.

Feng Wen had never met Liang Zhengqing before, but after hearing someone's introduction, his face turned pale again.

Today seems to be... I can't make it through.

The bald man looked at Jiang Yi, his heart skipped a beat——

If the matter of plagiarism is settled, their art exhibition will definitely be ruined, and what the big boss told him...

Thinking of this, he gave Feng Wen a vicious look, and then said to Jiang Yi with a smile:

"Two little comrades, is there any misunderstanding here? All the paintings have been carefully screened by our organizers. I believe that there will never be such a bad thing as intentional plagiarism."

"Besides, when it comes to planets and starry sky, the elements are similar, and it's not impossible for Feng Wen to collide with your friend... You are young and don't understand these things. It's normal for you to misunderstand if you think the elements are the same."

"Since there is a misunderstanding, it needs to be resolved. Well, I am the main person in charge of this event. Now I don't have time to receive distinguished guests. The two of you go to my office and wait for me for a while. We can discuss this matter after I finish my work?"

After hearing his words, Feng Wen's eyes lit up with a pale face, and the fire of hope was rekindled in his eyes.

The bald man with temples is worthy of being an old fritter. He has a great ability to turn big things into small things. He can turn plagiarism into a misunderstanding in a few words.

He also hinted in words that Qi Bai's paintings are not as good as Feng Wen's.

He had a good plan in mind, plagiarism was not uncommon in their line of work, and it wasn't a big deal as long as it was handled properly.

It's just two young people, it's enough to stabilize first, and then settle it privately, just spend a little more money to buy the copyright.

The most important thing now is to take the man away quickly, and cover up this matter in front of Mr. Liang. The bald man winked at the security guard next to him.

The two security guards, who were observing words and expressions, looked at each other, and they both saw embarrassment on each other's faces.

Seeing this, the bald man's eyes sharpened, he was forced to sigh by the lewd | Wei Baoan, and walked towards Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan through the crowd.

Seeing that the development of the situation was beneficial to him, Feng Wen got excited again:

"Yeah, it's just brainstorming. What's the point of allowing your friend to draw and not mine? You bought the universe and starry sky?"

The exhibition hall was quiet for two seconds, and suddenly I remembered a few crisp and abrupt applause:

"Clap clap clap."

Jiang Yi shook her head while applauding: "It's awesome."

His nonsensical words stunned everyone present.

Awesome?What's great?Where is it?

The security guard also stopped and looked at him puzzled.

Yu Qinchuan looked at Jiang Yi, and instinctively told him that this man was going to grab the giant panda's food again.

Seeing that Jiang Yi said it to himself, the bald man thought that he had accepted his proposal, and just about to speak with a happy smile, he heard the other party sigh again:

"It's a waste of talent if you don't go to the construction site to move bricks and make contributions."

Bald man: "???"

Yu Qinchuan was the first to laugh out loud, followed by other people who understood Jiang Yi's sarcasm:

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha ha—"

Take the bamboo shoots.

Jiang Yi is talking about people and mud.

The people who eat melons laughed unabashedly, very loudly.

The bald man is a middle-aged man after all, and he doesn't understand young people's tricks, but he can tell from the reactions of the people around him that Jiang Yi definitely didn't really praise him.

The bald man was angry: "You—"

"Don't you and me." Jiang Yi didn't want to waste time on such obvious things:

"If you copy it, you copy it. Don't give me any crap about hitting inspiration. If your inspiration is so good at hitting it, when it was rumored that a planet hit the earth and the end of the world was about to happen, scientists should come to you and ask you to use inspiration to hit the planet. Get back on track."

The people around laughed even louder, Feng Wen and the organizer all looked very ugly.

Liang Zhengqing, who quietly watched Jiang Yi's tongue fighting against the Confucians, also twitched the corners of his mouth, and then the arc was quickly flattened, and he cleared his throat and said majesticly:

"All right."

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, everyone around looked at him.

Mr. Liang looked at Feng Wen with a serious expression:

"Wrong is wrong. Sophistry cannot change the established facts. What is worse than plagiarism is daring to do something."

Jiang Yi nodded, nodded, the old man was right!

Seeing that Liang Zhengqing settled the matter with a simple sentence, the bald man became anxious:

"It's not Mr. Liang, there must be some misunderstanding..."

Mr. Liang interrupted the bald man mercilessly, and cast a glance at him: "Anyone who has eyes would not call it a misunderstanding."

The bald man who was said to be blind but dare not refute: "..."

"Besides..." Mr. Liang paused for a moment, glanced at Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan, and calmly retracted:

"I can't tolerate sand in my eyes, and what he copied was my student's painting."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, everyone present except Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan were dumbfounded.

The bald man was startled, the person who was copied was Mr. Liang's student?

Feng Wen's heart sank slowly—is it such a coincidence?

As we all know, Mr. Liang is not only difficult to deal with, but also famous for protecting his weaknesses.

Jiang Yi didn't show it on the surface, but in his heart he frantically called for the old man——

The old man is awesome!

Liang Zhengqing has already spoken, there is no need to discuss the matter anymore.

The painting was taken down by security guards, and Feng Wen, who looked like a ghost, was taken away, and the crowd applauded.

The bald man didn't expect things to turn out like this. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Liang Zhengqing who was walking out, and wanted to save me again:

"Liang, Mr. Liang..."

Liang Zhengqing stopped in his tracks, but instead of looking at the bald man, he turned to Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan and said:

"Not leaving yet?"

Jiang Yi chuckled, and dragged Yu Qinchuan to follow: "Good!"

Jiang Yi hugged the old man's arm affectionately, her eyes drifted to his head uncontrollably.

Old man: "..."

Bald man: "???"

What is this development?

"That's right." Liang Zhengqing took two steps outside and then paused, and said to the bald man in a light tone:

"I'm afraid I won't be able to take up the position of judge, please hire someone else."

Unexpectedly, Liang Zhengqing would not even be a judge. The bald man was in a hurry, and he didn't care to study Jiang Yi's relationship with him, so he hurriedly persuaded him to stay:

"Mr. Liang, what are you talking about? If you are not competent, then we—"

Where can I find a competent one?

How can the big boss and the little boy explain it?

Mr. Liang raised his hand to interrupt him, and glanced at Jiang Yi:

"The proud student I have taught for more than ten years was told by you that he didn't know how to draw at all, and the student I valued the most in his later years was told by you that his painting was not as good as a drawing. It seems that my level is not enough."

Mr. Liang is not just trying to protect his shortcomings.

That's pretty short-sighted.

The bald man with finite temples struggled to turn his brain, and it took him a long time to react, and he looked at Jiang Yi in disbelief.

The fuck is this old man Liang's student? !

Or have you taught for ten years?

Fucking Feng Wen has stabbed old student Liang's nest?

Jiang Yi smiled at a bald man who was struck by lightning, and waved at him in a good mood:

"Someone will contact you for follow-up matters, bye~"

After leaving this sentence, Jiang Yi and the three left regardless of other people's expressions.

Outside the arena, the two girls who originally squatted outside wanted to take pictures of Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan, but they didn't get the last photo.

Because the two ordered a huge portion of ice cream at the dessert shop next door, one of them had a bad stomach, so the two had to go back first.

…………

Came in high spirits but returned in disappointment, when Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan sent the old man home, they were still rejoicing:

"Fortunately, Qi Bai didn't come."

Otherwise, he might be pissed off by the thick-skinned Feng Wen and the bald man.

After speaking, Jiang Yi persuaded the old man to dye his hair less in the future, which is not good for his health.

Jiang Yi put his hips on his hips and said to the old man:

"To follow the laws of nature, isn't it good to be a handsome old man with white hair?"

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Mr. Liang: "..."

Don't ask, just ask to clear the door.

The old man decisively changed the subject, saying that he heard Jiang Yi swearing just now, and pointed at his uncivilized manner.

After Jiang Yi heard it, she thought about it carefully. She didn't pay attention when she was yelling at someone just now. She said a word 'fart' in front of the old man.

But will Jiang Yi admit it?

nonexistent.

Yu Qinchuan, who was driving, saw Jiang Yi slapped him, saying that Mr. Liang had misunderstood him because of his age, so he laughed.

He reckoned that Jiang Yi was the one who dared to be so skinny in front of the old man.

Proud of the favorite students.

And Mr. Liang, who couldn't say anything about Jiang Yi, looked at the little boy he had grown up, and gritted his teeth secretly.

His iron fist to clean up the door can hardly be restrained!

…………

"Feng Wen compensated Qi Bai a sum of money and said that he wanted to treat us to dinner, but I refused. I don't have much time these days."

Jiang Yi draped a thin blanket and sat cross-legged on the sofa, sharing the latest progress of the plagiarism incident with Yu Qinchuan.

Yu Qinchuan turned up the temperature of the central air conditioner and replied:

"You decide."

Mr. Jiang swelled: "Of course I have the final say."

Mr. Jiang just informed his canary.

Jiang Yi: "But Feng Wen is simply a talent. He did something more shocking than plagiarism. Guess what it is?"

Yu Qinchuan was very cooperative and said he didn't know.

Jiang Yi: "The paintings he brought to the exhibition were found to be not drawn by him, but bought by him!"

The development of the incident was too unimaginable. Jiang Yi never expected that there would be an operation of buying paintings to participate in the exhibition. When it came to getting excited, he stood up and stood on the sofa with a blanket on to look at Yu Qinchuan:

"You know, he spent two thousand on that broken painting!"

Looking at Jiang Yi who was beaming with joy, the sofa was too soft, Yu Qinchuan told him not to step on it.

"Don't worry." Jiang Yi jumped up and down, proudly: "I'm as light as a swallow, I won't fall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the gap of the sofa, his body was tilted, and he fell to the side uncontrollably.

Jiang Yi's eyes widened, and before he could let out an exclamation, Yu Qinchuan had already reached out and hugged him.

Jiang Yi nestled in Yu Qinchuan's arms, patting her chest with lingering fear——

He almost fell into the mud just now!

Mr. Jiang, who saved his own face, finished patting his chest, and then went to pat the chest of his calm and reliable Canary, and praised without hesitation:

"You have quick eyes and quick hands, as expected of you!"

Reliable adult male!

The skins of the two were pressed against each other through the thin fabric, and Jiang Yi could clearly feel Yu Qinchuan's body temperature and his powerful heartbeat.

After dinner, Mr. Jiang, who was full and full, began to feel full and lustful.

Jiang Yi poked Yu Qinchuan's hard muscles with his index finger, his eyes were very suggestive.

Facing Jiang Yi's gaze, a smile appeared in Yu Qinchuan's eyes hidden behind thin-rimmed glasses, and he raised his hand to hold his messy index finger on his body:

"What are you thinking?"

Looking at Yu Qinchuan who knew what to ask, Jiang Yi gave him a blank look and scratched his palm:

"What do you say?"

Pretending to be an innocent big-tailed wolf?

Yu Qinchuan embraced Jiang Yi with his arms around him, let him play with his fingers, and answered slowly:

"How do you know if you don't tell me?"

Jiang Yi squinted at him, the meaning in his eyes - pretend, you continue to pretend!

Let's see if anyone believes it.

Yu Qinchuan didn't seem to understand his eyes, he was as steady as Mount Tai.

About driving, it’s okay if you don’t think about it, once you have this idea, the thoughts in your heart will skyrocket, and even the details and pictures of driving on the road before will be played back in your mind.

Yu Qin Nanfu Chuan made up his mind to pretend he didn't understand, Jiang Yi, who was so full of driving, was angry, but she didn't want to speak out because of face.

Before his mind drove himself hard, Jiang Yi pushed Yu Qinchuan hard and broke free from his arms.

Mr. Jiang turned his back to Yu Qinchuan, and became angry like a puffer fish!

He usually looks like a dog who can't get enough to eat, but now that he thinks about it, he deliberately pretends to be stupid, so gentle and considerate!

Seeing him like this, Yu Qinchuan was amused:

"Okay, why are you still angry?"

When asked by him, Jiang Yi, who was half lustful and half angry, turned and glared at him:

"What do you say?!"

President Jiang was so angry that his eyes were red.

What I said before, as long as I need it, I will definitely——

Ok?

Do you need it yourself?

Jiang Yi looked at Yu Qinchuan and suddenly remembered an important thing:

No, he is the overlord who spent money, and according to the contract, Yu Qinchuan couldn't refuse himself!

Jiang Yi realized her identity after realizing her identity, and immediately became confident:

Why does he always forget that as long as he wants, Yu Qinchuan is not allowed to lie on the bed and be at his mercy?

Mr. Jiang, who finally recognized his position at the critical moment, got up quickly.

Seeing this, Yu Qinchuan thought he was really angry, and held hands to pull him:

"I open--"

Yu Qinchuan didn't finish his sentence, because Jiang Yi's long legs collapsed in the next second, and he sat directly on his lap.

Yu Qinchuan froze for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, swallowed the words that were on his lips, and looked at him leisurely.

Jiang Yi looked at Yu Qinchuan's face carefully, and felt that the glasses on the bridge of his nose were in the way, so she raised her hand to help him take them off rudely.

After taking it off, Jiang Yi found it much more pleasing to the eye, and knelt on the sofas on both sides. He looked down at Yu Qinchuan, who had no desire to resist, and spoke in a rather domineering tone, CEO:

"kiss Me."

The tone is cold, the expression is stern, full marks!

Mr. Jiang rated his performance in his heart and was quite satisfied.

He is quite a qualified overlord.

Yu Qinchuan's eyes were dark and unpredictable, and he put his hand on Jiang Yi's slender|thin|strength|thin waist, and slowly stroked|touched along the curvature of the waist, but the expression on his face was pure|good:

"Too high."

Jiang Yi was startled, and realized that Yu Qinchuan really couldn't get close to him by pressing him down like this.

Tsk, blame him for being too tall.

The considerate benefactor relaxed his straight back, sat on Yu Qinchuan's lap, and instantly shrunk down.

Jiang Yi looked at Yu Qinchuan, the meaning in his eyes:

OK now?

Looking at Jiang Yi who was trying to create the conditions for him to kiss, Yu Qinchuan put the other hand on the back of his neck, and chuckled softly:

"enough."

The soft lips pressed against each other, and the pride in Jiang Yi's eyes flashed:

At the critical moment, as expected, only money ability works!

Monetary ability, eternal God!

After practicing too many times, Yu Qinchuan's kissing skills have also improved a lot. Mr. Jiang let out a satisfied sigh from his throat and squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yi was picked up by Yu Qinchuan.

Mr. Jiang consciously wrapped his legs around | Yu Qinchuan's waist | body, knowing that it was time to change the battlefield.

The sofa is indeed a little hard to use. The bed in the bedroom is bigger and softer, and I don’t feel so tired after driving.

Jiang Yi thought so.

However, within a few seconds of being picked up, Yu Qinchuan soon hugged him and sat back on the sofa.

The confused Jiang Yi opened his eyes: "Huh?"

Could it be that Yu Qinchuan would rather be on the sofa?

Hmm... not too bad.

Just when Jiang Yi felt that the sofa was fine, Yu Qinchuan let go of him.

Just as Jiang Yi touched Yu Qinchuan's collar to take off his clothes, Yu Qinchuan stuffed a stack of papers into his arms.

Jiang Yi lowered her head subconsciously: "What is this?"

Yu Qinchuan replied with a smile: "You didn't read the documents during the day."

Jiang Yi: "???"

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