I Took Home A Mummy - Chapter 52

“Huh, Mo Huai is the old man I like, don’t grab anyone with me.” Yu Lao stared at Qi Lao angrily.

“What, do you like?” Old Qi rolled his sleeves, very surprised, “You don’t mean to introduce your granddaughter to this kid Mo Huai, right?”

“Why, can’t it?” Yu Lao is really fond of the young man Mo Huai. Not only does his paintings win his heart, but also his personality is the same as when he was young when he was young. Like him, he is more like him than his few unfilial grandsons. This is probably a way of saying that it is close to each other.

Taking a look at Mo Huai with a strong aura, Qi Lao shook his head. It goes without saying that he was older than his stubborn granddaughter. Apart from a good birth, he really had no advantages.

At this moment, Cao Yang, who was following a few people behind him, rolled his eyes secretly, and Mo Huai was nervous about Ms. Ning that day. You don’t have to guess that he knows that Yu Lao Qi and the others must have no idea.

The decoration in the gallery uses bright colors, but the works displayed on the walls are simple and few, forming a sharp contrast, giving a visual impact.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Huai calmly listened to the discussion between the two, with a cold look, his thin lips lifted, and he simply said directly: “I have a girlfriend, don’t give me an idea.”

A strange light flashed in Qi Lao’s wise eyes, and then he smiled, “Looking at you coldly, Lao Yu and I thought no girl would dare to approach you.”

“Oh, my granddaughter is a step late.”

Yu Lao looked regretful, but his expression changed in the next second, “Then you can’t be my grandson-in-law, you will give me priority in future paintings.”

Mo Huai didn’t dislike the old man who was always talking about him. He responded indifferently, “Yes.”

At this moment, a few people came in outside the door.

“Old Yu, Old Qi, I’m sorry, I’m late.” After Guo Zhinian smiled and said hello, one side of his body let out the slender figure behind him, “This is my niece, Guo Ya.”

Not far away, a slender, dignified woman in a beige coat came up, “Good old Mr. Yu, good old Mr. Qi.” She greeted politely, with a gentle and elegant voice. Pleasant to the ears.

“I heard that you won the championship some time ago?” Old Qi smiled kindly, “When will you show me the work?”

Guo Ya has a pair of apricot eyes full and moving: “The work is in it. It would be an honor for me to get your guidance from Mr. Qi.”

“Look, this kid is so humble.” Guo Zhinian said on the side, “Let’s stop standing, go in and sit inside. Xiaoya has recently completed a lot of paintings. We can appreciate it and we can have any comments. Mention to her, this child has a lot of room for improvement.”

“Let’s go, Mo Huai, let’s go in and take a look.” Yu Lao’s expression was flying, he was wondering if Mo Huai could make another improvisational painting.

“Xiaoya?” Guo Zhinian couldn’t help calling her niece with a dazed expression.

“Ok?”

Guo Ya suddenly recovered, Xiudian’s quiet face flushed slightly, “Okay.”

There are many types of paintings displayed in the gallery, mainly Chinese paintings.

“This picture is “Ten Thousand Flowers Rising Sun”, which I painted the year before last winter.” Guo Ya’s voice was gentle and unruly, and patiently introduced her work to everyone, her eyes moved slightly to the side and her body was long. At Mo Huai, “My work is relatively rough. Do you think there is any need to modify this painting? Please advise.”

“I looked pretty good.” Qi Lao held a cane, standing in front of the painting.

Guo Zhinian shook his head and smiled helplessly, “In order to draw this Wanhua picture, Xiaoya, the child, specially flew to a foreign country in the winter to take pictures. She is willing to work hard.”

Old Yu touched the short white beard on his chin. He did not make any comments. Instead, he turned to look at Mo Huai beside him, “What do you think of this painting?”

Bright warm yellow spotlights were lit everywhere in the gallery, and it was bright.

Under the bright light, Mo Huai’s jade-like handsome face became sharper and deeper. He glanced at the painting in front of him, and said coldly: “Too many strokes, too many flowers, too heavy craftsmanship, and no painting soul.”

As soon as his words fell, the air seemed to stop flowing for a moment.

Every time Mo Huai said something, Guo Ya’s face was ugly, and he couldn’t hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth. She couldn’t believe that the other party was so straightforward and unsparing.

“Ahem, Mo Huai is relatively young, he speaks too straightforwardly, and he doesn’t know how to obliterate things. It’s not good, it’s really bad.” Yu Lao whispered, his white beard trembling, his energetic face The look was joyous. Sure enough, Mo Huai knew him very well, hit the nail on the head, leaving no room for it.

Guo Zhinians serious face with Chinese characters wrinkled his brows slightly, and his sharp gaze fell on Mo Huais body, “In my opinion, Xiaoyas painters are already very skilled. As for the problem of the number of brushes you mentioned, Im afraid there are only a few strokes. It can’t show the flower shape.”

Guo Ya looked at Mo Huai with full eyes, a little wronged. In the past, she met people who followed her, and it was the first time she met someone who spoke such harsh words criticizing her work.

“Failing to do it does not mean not being able to.” Mo Huai retorted.

Seeing Mo Huai’s arrogant expression, Yu Lao secretly laughed, this kid had an arrogant temperament, cold and merciless. He just said he has a girlfriend? I don’t know that the girl is so tolerant and can stand this guy.

“What you mean is that you can do it yourself?” Guo Zhinian’s eyes sank. It was the first time he had met such an arrogant junior.

Mo Huai looked calm and snorted coldly.

At the table in the lounge, several people watched quietly.

I saw Mo Huai holding a pen in his hand, calmly, the nib began to transport ink on the drawing paper. The black ink dissolves on the white paper, the light ink is lightly ticked, and a few strokes, a peony national color blooms in full bloom on the paper.

“It’s obviously just a few strokes, why…” This flower seemed to have a soul, like a living flower.

Guo Ya looked at the painting and looked shocked.

Before, my uncle said that he lost to a man named Mo Huai when he was fighting painting. She also thought that the other party happened to burst out, but she did not expect that he was really capable.

“Mo Huai, you continue to paint, don’t stop writing.”

Among those present, Yu Lao was the happiest. He was waiting for Mo Huai to finish the painting so that he could take it home and collect it.

However, Mo Huai casually put the pen back on the pen holder, “I’m not in the mood, I can’t paint.”

The corner of Qi Lao’s mouth twitched, and he was the first time he saw such a wayward person. He looked at Guo Zhinian with a vague expression, haha, and said with emotion: “Mo Huai and Guo Ya are both good seedlings. Now, it is the world of young people.”

Guo Zhinian regained the gloom in his eyes, and pulled out a sneer, “Yes, I can’t accept the old.”

“Mr. Mo, can you give me some pointers on this kind of painting?” Guo Ya stood a little closer, the man’s tall body with a forceful aura, which scared her and couldn’t help but approach.

Mo Huai took the clean wet towel he had prepared on the side and wiped his hands, Ying Ting raised his eyebrows, his tone was slightly disgusting: “You are too close to me.”

Guo Ya was slightly taken aback, looking at the arm-length distance between the two, she thought the other person reminded her out of a gentleman manner. A little embarrassed, she moved closer to Mo Huai, she felt a little more confident, “I can see it more clearly here.”

“I said, stand further.” Mo Huai’s voice was hard and indifferent as if he couldn’t see the other party’s face instantly, “The perfume on you is choking me. Moreover, I don’t have time to point you.”

As soon as his words fell, Guo Yaxian’s pretty white face flushed red, and she was so ashamed that her dignified and dignified personality prevented her from retorting, “You…” It is unbelievable that Mo Huai disliked her like this.

Cao Yang, who had been silent on the side, watched quietly all the time. In front of Miss Guo, a bright beauty, Brother Huai had no pity and appreciation. His suffocating straightforwardness did not almost cry others. Wiping off his cold sweat, he only asked Guo Zhinian, who had been on his face to the extreme, not to settle accounts after the autumn.

Not long after, Mo Huai came out of the gallery with Cao Yang. The wind was very strong outside, whizzing through, with a chill of bones.

Cao Yang shook his shoulders with cold, sucking his nose, remembering Guo Ya’s sad look in the gallery. He was half complaining, half persuading: “Brother Huai, that… next time you can speak Can’t it be softer?”

The cold eyes moved to him.

Cao Yang’s scalp was numb, and he continued: “You just spoke so straightforwardly. The faces of Master Guo and Miss Guo are all black.”

“I don’t like other women approaching me.” Mo Huai said for a while.

As he walked forward, the cold wind blew the fragmentary bangs in front of his forehead, blocking the strange light in his eyes.

Not even the slightest approach will work.

Immediately, he thought of Ning Mitang, who had avoided him recently. The thin lips with excellent lip shape were pursed, and he hesitated and said, “If someone hides from you for a few days, what does the other person mean?”

“Ah? Maybe you don’t want to meet? Or do you think there is no need to meet?” Cao Yang scratched his head and guessed.

Mo Huai’s face became dark, “If the other party is so angry that they cry…”

“Oh, that would be terrible. Girls are the least angry and the most vengeful.” Before the other party finished speaking, Cao Yang had already answered. I heard a worker say that he had forgotten his girlfriend’s birthday, and the other party was angry for half a month. Then he begged and begged, and the girlfriend forgave him.

Mo Huai’s delicate jaw was tight, and his eyebrows frowned. “If the other party, the other party has said that he wants to marry…”

Cao Yang smiled brightly, “Congratulations, it proves that the other party doesn’t love it anymore.”

Mo Huai’s face became completely dark, and he was covered with a layer of frost.

“Hey, Brother Huai, you’re not talking about Miss Ning, are you?”

Cao Yang has an afterthought. He glanced at Mo Huai secretly, his eyes touched the other’s stern handsome face, cold and cold, he couldn’t help shivering.

Swallowing saliva, facing the suffocating gaze, Cao Yang added: “Brother Huai, anyway, you remember, don’t offend your girlfriend, otherwise, you will be finished.”

Mo Huai’s lips pressed tightly.

Already offended.