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Chapter 551: Colorful Butterfly!

Hearing what Tang Zhong said about 'how to survive in the face of adversity and how to gain popularity in scandals', Lin Huiyin was not interested at all.

Although she knew that Tang Zhong was a master in this way, he was able to turn decay into magic every time, turn passivity into initiative, from a mouse that everyone shouted and beat to a panda that everyone liked.And every process can be called wonderful.It is said that many entertainment companies have sorted out and summarized Tang Zhong's several "reversal" incidents, and then explained them to the company's artists.Hope to replicate Tang Zhong's legend on them.

What made Lin Huiyin dumbfounded the most was that the very well-known film and television company in China, Perfect Film and Television, approached him, saying that he was very interested in Tang Zhong's deeds, and hoped to use him as the prototype for film and television creation, and then make a movie about stars .He also said that if Tang Zhong wanted to, he could act in his own self.Of course, in order to express their sincerity, they also offered a very attractive price.

However, it was rejected by Tang Zhong.

Lin Huiyin and Tang Zhong did not follow the same path, and Tang Zhong's success method had no effect on her.Of course, it has a boost to her popularity.

Lin Huiyin is looking forward to how to make others unhappy when they scold you.

She is a solitary woman, even though the media outside the Haitian party is in full swing, she still goes her own way and goes to participate in a new product launch event of a well-known watch that has been confirmed long ago as scheduled.

She won't just hide in the room and do nothing just because everyone else is scolding her and wanting to watch her show. This is not Lin Huiyin's style.

However, when she stood on the stage, those reporters rushed over like a swarm, asking all kinds of tricky and low-level questions, which made her very angry.

It is better to be sparse than to be blocked.If you are unhappy about something, you will feel better if you vent it out.

However, Lin Huiyin chose to suppress it.

Because she doesn't know how to respond to something like this.

"It has nothing to do with me." These four words were her answer on the stage.

Obviously, it was too weak, and it couldn't make her feel a little better.

"How?" Lin Huiyin asked.

"Are you asking how to survive adversity or how to gain popularity in a scandal? Or the third point? Do something to make them unhappy?"

"Unhappy." Lin Huiyin said.

Tang Zhong pointed to Lin Huiyin's room, and said, "How can there be any reason to block the teacher at the door? This question is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly in a few sentences."

Only then did Lin Huiyin let the door open, allowing Tang Zhong to squeeze in from her side.

As soon as Tang Zhong entered the door, he noticed the location of the drawing board. The rest of the room was neat and tidy, only the canvas was messy, and one corner of the black drawing board was rolled up, revealing half of the wing of some flying animal.

According to Tang Zhong's judgment, Lin Huiyin was painting just now.It was only when he heard the sound of knocking on the door that he hastily covered it with a black cloth.

"I don't know what she's hiding." Tang Zhong thought in his heart.

"How?" Lin Huiyin frowned slightly when he saw that Tang Zhong didn't answer his question, but glanced around in his room, and asked again.

"If someone scolds you, scold you back. If someone hits you, hit you back." Tang Zhong said. "Only in this way can you relieve your anger."

"——" Lin Huiyin felt that he was being poured head-on by ice water.

"Of course, there is another way to relieve anger. When someone scolds you, you hit back. When someone hits you, you hit back harder." Tang Zhong ignored Lin Huiyin's contemptuous eyes and continued to express his high opinion. "Besides this, there is no other solution. You know, those reporters are here to find trouble. They need gossip. If you say you have nothing to do with this matter, it is tantamount to cutting off their jobs and livelihoods. Can they What kind of attitude do you have?"

"So, if they scold you, you scold them. If they beat you, you beat them. They are angry on the surface, but they will be very grateful to you in their hearts. Because you made news for them, you created gossip. They have There are things to write about, and they keep their jobs. Is there anything more important in this world than eating?"

"If more people scold you and write about you, your popularity will naturally increase. For example, I am a typical representative of this." Tang Zhong said triumphantly. "I've never been polite to the reporters who scold me, but they like me very much. As long as there are activities where I participate, the reporters must be the most present. Why? Because they know that with me, there will be news."

"Finished?" Lin Huiyin asked coldly.

"not yet."

"I want to take a shower." Lin Huiyin said.She was implicitly trying to drive Tang Zhong out of the house.

Tang Zhong thought for a while and said, "That's fine. You go take a shower first. Don't worry about me. I'll just sit and sit. We'll talk after you come out of the shower. It's really fun chatting with you. It's much more interesting than chatting with Zhang Hepburn. gone."

"—" Lin Huiyin wanted to throw something at Tang Zhong's head.

irony!

This must be ironic!

"What is this?" Tang Zhong asked, pointing at the drawing board.

"Drawing board." Lin Huiyin said.She couldn't hide it because all four legs of the tablet stand were exposed.

"Let me see." When Tang Zhong spoke just now, he had already turned to the side of the drawing board. As soon as he turned around, he lifted the black cloth covering the drawing board.

"No." Lin Huiyin exclaimed, but it was too late.

Then, that black butterfly, that eerie black butterfly that gave off an air of despair appeared before Tang Zhong's eyes.

"It's so beautiful." Tang Zhong said in admiration.

"Go out." Lin Huiyin gritted his teeth and said.

She felt ashamed, like someone had ripped off her panties, exposing her nakedness to the world.

This is her secret, her inner world, and her other world. She doesn't want or want anyone else to enter.

However, Tang Zhong did that.

All along, her attitude towards Tang Zhong was kind.

Yes, compared to other men, Tang Zhong was treated preferentially.

However, now she is unceremoniously driving people away.

"It's really beautiful." Tang Zhong stretched out his hand to caress the butterfly, with a look of joy in his eyes, and said, "Is this a bat? The painting really looks like it. Let me tell you, I have the most say in this aspect. Although I have never learned to draw, but I have seen bats. Do you know where I came from? I came from the mountains. There are many caves on the mountains. Every summer, those caves are full of bats. Use a torch As soon as I took a picture, I rushed towards the outside with a snap. It was scary. I also caught a few of them and studied them, and they were exactly the same as the one you drew—”

Tang Zhong looked up and down, left and right, but he didn't mean 'go out', as if he didn't hear Lin Huiyin's words.

"However, it feels a little bit wrong." Tang Zhong said. "Come on, let me modify it for you."

Without Lin Huiyin's consent, he grabbed a handful of paintbrushes from the toolbox and was about to make changes.

"Get out." Lin Huiyin shouted again.

She was going crazy.

Why is this man like this?

Why should he revise his work?Why should he break into his own world?Why doesn't he go out yet?

She rushed over, reached out and grabbed Tang Zhong's arm, trying to pull him out.

She didn't want Tang Zhong to revise her paintings, she didn't want him to destroy her world.

With a faceless appearance, Tang Zhong said with a smile: "Don't pull me. I'll help you modify it and let you see what a real bat looks like - the most important thing for a painter is to go deep into life. You You can’t get out of touch with life.”

Lin Huiyin was not as strong as Tang Zhong, so there was no way to drag him away.

"Get out." Lin Huiyin's eyes were red.

She felt that Tang Zhong was bullying her.Also disrespecting her.

The whole world is bullying her, and the whole world is failing her.

The grievances I suffered today are suppressed in my heart, and I managed to get rid of them through painting just now.Now after being aroused by Tang Zhong's rude behavior, they rushed out even more frantically.It almost broke her sanity.

"Okay, okay. It will be fine in a while. It will be fine in a while. I will go out immediately after painting." Tang Zhong promised with his mouth, but his hands were busy.He held a paintbrush to paint on the butterfly, and kept changing the color of the paintbrush.

"Get out." Lin Huiyin hissed.

The black butterfly was stained with other bright colors, and her painting was completely ruined.

"It's all right. Soon. Give me another minute—" Tang Zhong moved quickly.

"call--"

Tang Zhong heaved a long sigh of relief, threw the brush in his hand into the toolbox, looked at Lin Huiyin and smiled, and said, "This is the real bat."

"Get out." Lin Huiyin yelled at Tang Zhong, she no longer had any affection for Tang Zhong.

Tang Zhong smiled and said: "The most important thing for a painter is to go deep into life. You can't get out of touch with life."

After speaking, he turned and went out.

bang——

Lin Huiyin rushed over to close the door of the room and locked it.

Then, she ran to the drawing board, grabbed the work that had been 'modified' by Tang Zhong, and kneaded it into a ball.

Just when she was about to tear it hard and break her in two, her movements stopped.

After thinking about it, she unfolded the crumpled paper ball again.

Then, her eyes lit up, her face full of disbelief.

Butterfly!

Colorful butterflies!

A very lively and lively butterfly, she never thought that the butterfly she painted would be so beautiful after being seduced.

She has never sewn a butterfly before, so this is the first time she has seen her finished work.

She was happy, with a smile on her lips.

Then, she held the drawing paper in her arms and wept bitterly.

Butterfly was bewitched, but a hole was stabbed in her heart.