The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

Royal Painters Association issued a statement?

Many people reacted after being stunned for a few seconds. It seems that a month ago, they said that Xi Qingyin's painting still had abnormalities, and it will be released after the research is confirmed.

Has it been researched now?

The first person to move was Tao Xingchang, he ran up to Rong Yunjing excitedly, but couldn't see the handwriting clearly.

Tao Xiaoxiao habitually stood beside him, reading out the statement of the Royal Painters Association word by word.

Everyone was silent and listened carefully.

"Since the last announcement of the medical effect of traditional Chinese painting, the world of royal painters has undergone great changes, and it can even be said to be turbulent. There are many industries involved, and many people are paying attention to the latest news of traditional Chinese painting. Especially this In the past few days, many people have sent us private messages asking what is wrong with Xi Tushi's paintings. We are very happy to see that everyone pays so much attention to Yu Huashi, but it is a pity that the news we want to announce has nothing to do with Chinese painting works."

After reading this, Tao Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped.

As soon as they heard that the news had nothing to do with traditional Chinese painting, everyone was less enthusiastic than before.All thirst for knowledge disappeared, and they retracted their heads one after another, politely waiting for Tao Xiaoxiao to finish reading.

Someone wanted to gain some favor in front of Tao Cong, so he deliberately said loudly: "Since it has nothing to do with traditional Chinese painting, then it has nothing to do with me. I have no interest in those royal painters who fake art."

Rong Yunjing raised his eyes and gave the man a cool look.

Tao Cong laughed on the spot, and said generously, "They are all dead people, it's nothing to listen to."

There were various facial expressions in front of him, until Tao Xingchang urged twice, and Tao Xiaoxiao bit the bullet before continuing to speak.

"Because this news is too shocking, we have to confirm it again and again, and dare not announce it until we are completely sure that the news is correct."

Many people showed doubts on their faces.

Everyone knows that the person in charge of the official blog of the Royal Painters Association has a little problem, that is, they have to make advance notices for big things, and they usually make notices for three to five days or months.

So now everyone is used to it.

It's just that the previous notices belonged to the notices, and the official blog of the Royal Painters Association did not emphasize the importance of this announcement over and over again like this time.The most dignified expression recently... seems to be the time when the news that traditional Chinese painting can improve spiritual power was announced.

Thinking of this, everyone was finally aroused a little bit of interest, but they still didn't even bother to open the star network, and still turned their heads casually to listen to Tao Xiaoxiao's vague chanting.

"Here, the Association of Royal Painters solemnly announces this news: Under the unremitting research of our association, it has finally been confirmed that all the paintings under the name of A-level Royal Painter Xi Qingyin can..."

The following words were drowned in an uproar.

The first ones to react were of course the group of people closest to Tao Xiaoxiao. They could see the star network screen, and their reactions were many seconds faster than the people in the outer circle.

Someone staggered in shock and couldn't react for a long time.Some people couldn't help but take a few steps closer to make sure they didn't miss it.

After confirming what they heard in their ears, everyone in the inner circle was stunned, confirming something to each other.

In such a noisy environment, the people in the outer circle couldn't hear Tao Xiaoxiao's words clearly.But seeing everyone's shocked appearance, the people in the outer circle couldn't help being curious.

The more they couldn't hear it, the more curious they became, and at the same time they regretted it, why didn't they listen carefully just now!

But fortunately, Tao Xingchang didn't hear the words behind, he pinched Tao Xiaoxiao's arm anxiously, and cursed in the noise: "Haven't you eaten, speak louder, I can't hear you!"

Tao Xiaoxiao is also anxious.

He amplified the volume, almost yelling and repeating what he just said.

"The above said that it has finally been confirmed that all the paintings under the name of an A-level imperial painter can enhance people's spiritual power! They also made an exception and raised him a level, and awarded him the honor of an S-level imperial painter!!!"

Now everyone could clearly hear what he said.

But hearing it clearly is one thing, and being able to understand it is another.

The people who deliberately tried to gain favor with Tao Congbo before were now dumbfounded, and asked in a daze, "What do you mean that all paintings can enhance people's spiritual power, doesn't it mean that only Chinese paintings can do it?"

Tao Cong could no longer maintain the smile on his face, and Yuan Mei who was lying on the ground was almost ashamed, so ashamed that he almost wanted to bump his head to death in this happy building.

No one answered the man's question.

No one could answer his question either.

Everyone present was in chaos to varying degrees, they hurriedly opened the star network, and checked again whether Tao Xiaoxiao was right or not.

Someone said to himself in a daze: "Add the honor of S-level royal painter. My God, how many years has there been no S-level royal painter in the empire?!"

Many people present were repainters of the Tao family. They used to have more or less Xi Qingyin's paintings under their hands, but some chose to sell the paintings at a low price, while others kept them safe and kept them at home.

The news of the Royal Painters Association was almost an explosive shock to them, and the surprise it brought was even far better than the rectification of the name of traditional Chinese painting.

The name of traditional Chinese painting is not correct, anyway, they are unable to buy traditional Chinese painting, but Xi Qingyin's paintings are different!

Someone fell to the ground on the spot and cried: "I had an oil painting of his in my hand, but I kept it on hold and didn't sell it. Seeing that the market price was getting lower and lower, I couldn't resist selling it yesterday! I'm a fool, Fool!"

Someone laughed wildly: "Last month, I bought his sketch to hang nicely, and it was less than [-] star coins. I have to inform my family quickly, how can that sketch be used as a decoration, I have to take it down quickly , it’s not too much to keep at home as an offering!”

Some people hurriedly logged on to Xingwang, entered Taobao's major stores like crazy, and rushed to buy them urgently.

But others are not stupid, many people immediately took off the sale, no matter how high the asking price was, they kept it hidden, saying that it was impossible to put the paintings up for sale again.

Obviously, if you want to buy it again at this time, the market price has already exceeded everyone's expectations and capabilities.

The most important thing is that they can't buy it even if they want to.

There are so many monks and so little meat, now his paintings are simply priceless!

All of a sudden, in the small pavilion, everyone had different expressions, performing all kinds of life.

Everyone was immersed in either madness or remorse, completely unaware that someone quietly exited the room.

**

On the only way from the happy building to Tao's house, the tranquility of the garden was completely broken, and the streets and alleys were filled with countless arguments and shouts.

"The sketch of Xi Qingyin that I sold to you before, I regret not selling it now, you give it back to me!"

"Go away! Who told you to take out this painting back then, did someone force you to sell it? Now you still want to take back what you sold. Do you own all the good things in this world? went?"

"That so-and-so on the street corner seems to be selling Xi Qingyin's paintings, everyone hurry up and grab them!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Ha ha……"

One aspect of these disputes stands out.

If you want to go out from the happy building, you have to take the cable car on the top of the mountain.Originally, two people made an appointment to trade paintings in the Happy Building, but who knew that something like this happened in the middle of the transaction.

Others are both money and goods, and the reason is clear.They paid for the goods but haven't had time to pay them, and they are currently breaking up beside the cable car.

The buyer firmly held the seller's wrist, blushed and said angrily, "I gave the money, you must give me this oil painting!"

The seller hugged the painting tightly, one foot was already on the cable car, and it seemed that he wanted to run straight away.

After a stalemate for a while, he found that he couldn't get on the cable car. He said helplessly, "I'll give you back the money, no, I'll pay you ten times the price!"

The buyer insisted and said, "No, I just love that oil painting."

The seller spat on his face and scolded: "You love me, you haven't even seen the whole picture of this painting, what is there to love. You just glanced at the statement issued by the Royal Painters Association, this Just fell in love with it!"

The two argued for a full 10 minutes, attracting more and more people to watch the excitement.It's just that the two of them had a verbal transaction without any agreement. In the end, the buyer compromised first and took the ten times the compensation as 'spiritual damage fee'.

Even if an extra compensation fee was spent inexplicably, everyone still felt that the seller had made a profit.

The dispute is over, and the excitement should be over.

Someone shook his head and lamented, "Hey! If only Xi Qingyin hadn't committed suicide, we wouldn't have snatched his paintings to this extent."

Immediately someone sarcastically said: "When someone dies, you still blame that person for committing suicide, and you don't think about who forced him to death in the first place."

The person who lamented at first curled his lips, afraid to speak any more.

But soon someone said: "Think too much, even if he is not dead, there may not be more paintings for sale on the market. Don't forget that there is a person who claims to be a gunman in the black market auction."

This reminds everyone.

Open the star network, you can see that there are all kinds of comments on it.

After the release of the Royal Painters Association's Weibo account, the controversy over the gunman reached its peak in history.

Originally, it was one-sided that Xi Qingyin found the shooter, but after such a incident, many people began to waver.

On the one hand, I feel that Xi Qingyin may be innocent, on the other hand...even the black market auctions think that the "gunman"'s self-testification is quite convincing, so it is really difficult to draw conclusions lightly on this matter.

But one good thing is that the fans who were suppressed by death finally dared to stand up again, and slowly condensed into a Koizumi, expressing their views on the star network.

The situation is finally no longer one-sided.

When the crowd completely dispersed, someone sighed: "It would be great if Master Xi hadn't passed away. At least he can stand up and defend himself and say a few words. When the time comes for the black market auction, isn't it?" Even if the gunman speaks alone, no one will refute him, and who will know the truth of the matter?"

Xi Qingyin passed by that person in obscurity, a little amused in her heart.

How shocked would these people be if they knew he wasn't dead?

But these are not important now, the most urgent thing is to get on the cable car on the way home.Although the time for the cat mask is still enough, but it can save a little 'fuel'.

As soon as the front foot stepped on the cable car, the door was knocked hard.

Xi Qingyin opened the window and saw Rong Yunjing's face when he raised his eyes. He didn't know when he chased after him.

The Empire Moonlight in everyone's eyes was not at all as gentle as usual. He looked a little anxious, paused slightly, held his head up and panted slightly, and squeezed out two words from his mouth: "wrist."

Xi Qingyin was taken aback: "You ran here?"

When he left, it was the most chaotic time in the house, and he walked quietly through the back door.Rong Yunjing's back was facing him, and by the time he realized it, he should have walked quite a distance.

Rong Yunjing's breathing gradually calmed down, his hands were tightly clutching the edge of the cable car window, and his eyes were fixed on Xi Qingyin's wrist.

That look almost directly penetrated the material of the clothes, seeing the underlying texture, it was so hot that it made people panic.

Xi Qingyin retracted her wrist slightly, and said, "The cable car is about to start. Your Highness, you are... very dangerous."

The meaning of this refusal is obvious, Rong Yunjing is not a fool, and he doesn't want to force the person in front of him.

——It's too late to hug and suck, so how can you bear to force the other party to do something you don't want?

He was silent for a long time, stepped back slightly, lowered his head and said, "Sorry, I was rude."

From time to time, people rushed to tell each other behind him, holding all kinds of oil paintings and sketches, crying and laughing excitedly.

Xi Qingyin looked at it, and suddenly sighed.

Day by day, his works have risen from the bottom to a higher position again.

From the beginning to the end, Rong Yunjing didn't seem to go through this process. In this person's heart, he has always been the highest point, and his position has never wavered.

A voice came from the side of the mountain: "There is still one minute before the departure of the cable car. Passengers, please sit still and hold the doors and windows tightly."

Xi Qingyin: "..."

In the past, his heart was like a rock, and he would never have any biased psychology.But these days, he has been with Rong Yunjing for a long time, and he has noticed every bit of Rong Yunjing's sincerity and enthusiasm.

A sense of guilt surged up from his heart, and he punctured a small hole in the little balloon in his heart, deflated slowly, and deflated again.

In the end, he finally softened his heart.

In the first ten seconds before the start of the car, Xi Qingyin slowed down and said softly: "You can look at your wrist, I don't mind."

Rong Yunjing was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes abruptly, there was worry and apprehension in his eyes, moreover, the anxiety was surging to the point of overflowing.

After struggling a few times, he made up his mind, stretched out his hand to grab Xi Qingyin's wrist sticking out of the window, and pulled off his sleeves abruptly.