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Chapter 195 Turning corruption into magic

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong picked up the brush and outlined the ink mark on Cui Feiyan's back.

His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his mind was as elegant as a master of painting. After a few seconds, the ink marks on Cui Feiyan's back turned into several stones and a few tender bamboos!

Next, Huang Xiaolong dipped in ink, and wrote a pen to paint on the back of Cui Feiyan's skirt.

Strange stones and standing bamboos are straight and strokes are painted on both sides of the strange stones, both of which are tilted in accordance with the wind.

The screen is arranged properly.

The bamboo brushstrokes are written throughout, the leaves and leaves are intertwined, and the strokes are vigorous and vigorous. The thick and thin ink echo each other, which is extremely elegant. The small bamboos are clustered under the stone, beautiful and lively, and lively.

The style is elegant and the beauty of ink bamboo...

The painting is exactly a bamboo and stone picture of Zheng Banqiao!

Huang Xiaolong wrote like a magical poem, which was completed in just 2 or 3 minutes!

The welcome lady and bodyguards standing next to him were all staring at Cui Feiyan's skirt in a daze.

At this time, a graceful pattern was vividly entrenched on the back of the skirt, gently caressing the breeze, and Cui Feiyan's skirt rolled up, making the bamboo and stones on his back move, and it was simply lifelike.

A grand evening dress has a more antique flavor!

Giving people a style of national clothing and giving people an alternative, fashionable, fresh and playful taste!

And the best beauty with a melon-shaped face and slender figure, paired with a skirt of this style, is simply a sewing of her clothes!

Suddenly, Cui Feiyan seemed to exude a gentle and lovely temperament of a Jiangnan girl.

If you give her another oil paper umbrella, it would be simply beautiful!

A evening dress that was stained with ink and almost scrapped, was turned into magic by Huang Xiaolong, giving new life, and turned into a skirt that could definitely win awards at the International Fashion Festival, with unique styles and beautiful styles!

"So beautiful... so beautiful... this skirt... is like a work of art... so beautiful..." A cheongsam welcoming lady actually made a dreamy sound, and then looked at Huang Xiaolong with a look of admiration and admiration, "Sir, you... you are really talented, you... you must be a top Chinese painting master and a top fashion designer..."

In fact, Huang Xiaolong has already obtained the true teachings of Zheng Banqiao. The bamboo and stone picture he painted on Cui Feiyan’s skirt is at least 90% similar to the original one, whether it is the style of writing or the charm of the original one.

It can be said that it is fake and real.

"Xiaolong...you...what did you do?" Cui Feiyan was very confused, but when he saw the shocked eyes of the welcome ladies, Cui Feiyan felt a little surprise in his heart.

‘Did Xiaolong really help me solve this problem?’

"Feiyan, there is no time to explain, let's go in first." Huang Xiaolong grabbed Cui Feiyan's hand and ran directly to the banquet hall. "Attend the banquet well, wait a moment, I will help you teach that bad woman named Liu, and... Sun Feng."

Banquet Hall!

Majestic!

Glorious and brilliant!

The walls and ceilings are all made of crystal, emitting a brilliant brilliance, while the floors are extremely high-quality and extremely expensive marble.

The decoration is really in the five-star hotel in Binhai, and it is the best-class. It is unique and ingenious everywhere.

And in all parts of the hall, there were already groups of men and women in various well-dressed clothes.

These people are all the top upper class figures in Binhai.

The charity auction has not started yet. It is currently the meal time and the time for various characters to catch up with each other.

Often, at this time, a big contract and a big business can be decided in just a few words!

The cocktail party was a buffet. Huang Xiaolong and Cui Feiyan did not have dinner. He quickly pulled Cui Feiyan, grabbed two plates, handed them to Cui Feiyan, looked around, "Feiyan! There is a big lobster over there! This is delicious! I have eaten it in the Emperor Hotel before, it is so delicious! Let's go eat lobster!"

"Pu Xiaolong...you...you always make a fuss. Okay, eat lobsters just by eating lobsters, be gentle." Cui Feiyan couldn't help laughing and crying.

However, her heart was completely let go of.

After she entered the banquet hall, no one laughed at the clothes she was wearing. On the contrary, many women looked at the back of her skirt with a stunning and envious look.

‘I don’t know what Xiaolong has done on my back… I’ll wait and let him take a photo to show me.’

Cui Feiyan was suspicious. Huang Xiaolong had already rushed to a dining table with a large lobster, and put the big lobsters into the plate.

He was really not polite at all.

"It's you again!"

Just as Huang Xiaolong was about to have a feast, a resentful man's voice came.

"Ah?" Huang Xiaolong raised his eyes and looked.

Wishing the court!

It’s actually Zhu Ting again!

I saw that Zhu Ting was wearing extremely luxurious clothes and was dressed very handsome, but his face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

His eyes as he looked at Huang Xiaolong were filled with resentment, speculation, jealousy...

Just an hour ago, Zhu Ting's goddess, Sun Wei, actually threw herself into Huang Xiaolong's arms.

This made Zhu Ting unable to believe it or accept it. He even suspected that he had a dream just now.

Next to Zhu Ting, there are several well-dressed men and women, all of whom are students from Binhai University. They have a deep family background and are qualified to participate in this grand event with their elders.

"You... why did you... get in? Do you have an invitation letter? Impossible! The Shu family cannot send you an invitation letter! You must have sneaked in! I want to ask the security guard to drive you out! Break your dog's legs!" Zhu Ting roared at Huang Xiaolong with extreme fierceness.

"Puff~ I said, squad leader...Don't your face hurt?" Huang Xiaolong burst into laughter. "Do you have amnesia? Do you remember how many times have you been slapped in the face by me? Are you still here? I'm tired if you are not tired. So, you question my qualifications to attend this dinner, so let me ask you, what qualifications do you have to attend this charity auction dinner?"

"Of course Zhu Ting is qualified." A tall girl standing beside Zhu Ting, with a cold and arrogant look, and also has a 70-80-point appearance. "Zhu Ting is still in college and has a monthly salary of hundreds of thousands. After graduation, he will go to the municipal party committee to serve as a civilian job, and in the future he will even become the mayor secretary of our Binhai City. He is not qualified. Are you a mud-legged person from the countryside qualified?"

The girl's father is the director of a Binhai bureau and is at the level of a department. Therefore, she has always been a arrogant princess and a proud peacock.

For social banquets like this, the younger generation will spontaneously establish their own circles.

This girl naturally tried her best to win over Zhu Ting, Zhu Ting's enemy, that is, her enemy.

"I heard that Vivi is very close to you. I think you must have relied on her relationship to get into this dinner, right? Haha, I really didn't expect that a small farmer like you also learned to be a soft-hearted person. However, your sweet words can deceive Vivi for a while, but not for a lifetime. One day, she will wake up and your family and circle will be destined to have no result. It's just a play. Also, I would like to advise you not to get anything from Vivi, otherwise, the Sun family will let you know how powerful it is!" The girl said to Huang Xiaolong with a reprimanding tone.
Chapter completed!
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