Jiu Min, if you are asked to take care of the baby, will you show off in the entertainment industry?

Chapter 204 This is your choice
Song Zhun’s voice was loud and loud.

Attracting countless confused glances.

In fact, Song Zhun was quite confused. Sang Chi asked him to say so, so he said it. He didn't know the specific reason at all.

He whispered: "Sister Chi, what are we going to say now?"

Jiang Siqing: "Sang Chi, if you have any objections to me, just say it directly. What's the point of hiding behind others and gesticulating?"

Sang Chi: "Oh, he has a loud voice, I think the effect should be better, just like it is now."

Song Zhun shouted cooperatively: "I, Sister Chi, have something to say. Everyone, please be quiet and listen."

Mrs. Fu asked: "Miss Sang, what do you mean by what you just said? Is there something wrong with this painting?"

Jiang Siqing hurriedly defended: "Auntie, don't listen to her nonsense. I painted this painting myself, and there will be absolutely no problems! Sang Chi, if you have the ability to provide evidence, don't slander anyone!"

Feng Shenglan: "So you also know that you need evidence before you accuse others?"

"Your painting?"

"I'm happy to do it, can you take care of it?"

Sang Chi interrupted her, "I have evidence."

"Fu Si, don't think there's no one here!"

Sang Chi pointed at the painting and said: "The author who painted this painting is definitely a genius. Compared with his, my works are really not worth mentioning."

Fu Mingting didn't have such a good temper towards him, "Song Zhun, don't look for trouble. It will not be good for you to make things worse."

Some people also echoed: "That's true. Have you discovered anything?"

Sang Chi responded and asked him to step aside. He ignored the two people opposite him and said to the staff in the audience: "Please help me find a large mirror and ultraviolet lamp."

He stood in front of Jiang Siqing and said, "If you are still angry about what happened just now, I am willing to compensate for the loss of your reputation. You know, slandering each other cannot solve any problems."

Sang Chi's voice was sarcastic, and he turned to ask the art world leaders in the audience, "Don't you think there is something wrong with this painting?"

Fu Mingting also stood up from his seat.

Jiang Siqing pretended to be calm: "Sang Chi, what do you want to do to my painting?"

"Of course the author I am talking about is definitely not Jiang Siqing, because she is not only a thief, but also a murderer."

Her sudden self-effacement attracted more people's curiosity.

Song Zhun received Huo Yanxiu's instructions and immediately ran to support Sang Chi.

Someone replied: "This painting looks a bit weird, but I can't tell the specifics at the moment."

Cold sweat broke out on her palms, comforting herself: That wandering painter died abroad, how could Sang Chi know?
Sang Chi stood up and walked onto the stage again. She paced back and forth in front of the picture.

Jiang Siqing's face turned blue and white, "Sang Chi, I know you are resenting my misunderstanding about you just now..."

"Sang Chi, are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?"

He patted his chest: "Sister Chi, just do what you want to do, I will protect you, even if I can't, there will still be my big brother!"

Jiang Siqing was startled, "Wha, what?"

The staff looked at Mrs. Fu.

Mrs. Fu nodded, and they went to find the mirror.

Some of the art masters have already gotten the idea, "I finally know why this painting is weird! So that's it! The painter is indeed a genius!"

Others who were as enlightened as him showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

There are also some who have only a little knowledge, or even are still confused.

But those who knew it tacitly agreed not to say it, but waited for the mirror to be delivered. Because they also want to verify whether their guess is correct.

What arrived was a large mirror 1 meters long and 2 meter wide, covered with a piece of red cloth.

Although Jiang Siqing didn't know what Sang Chi was going to do, she had a hunch that the next situation would definitely be bad for her.

"Ming Ting, are we just going to let her do whatever she wants? How has she ruined a good exchange meeting?"

Sang Chi smiled: "Since there is doubt about the matter, it is better to resolve it on the spot, otherwise it will not have a good impact on the parties concerned."

When Fu Mingting said this, he didn't expect the boomerang to hit him.

"Sorry." After saying these words, he stepped aside and had no intention of intervening.

Without the obstacle of Fu Mingting, the large mirror was successfully moved to the stage and placed opposite Jiang Siqing's painting under Sang Chi's instruction.

"I ask you again, are you still unwilling to change your mind and admit that this painting was not painted by you?"

"Sang Chi, don't pretend to be a ghost..."

"Okay, it's your choice."

After Sang Chi said this, she asked someone to put Jiang Siqing's painting upside down. When everyone was confused, she pulled off the red cloth on the mirror.

Some clues can already be seen when the painting is turned upside down, and the mirror has reflective properties. Through visual expansion, the artist's intention of hiding in a secret place is fully revealed.

The figure in the painting looks elegant and peaceful from the front, but when viewed from the opposite side, it seems to be enveloped in a cold and eerie atmosphere. You can still see the outline of a woman, which is very different from the angel mentioned by Jiang Siqing.

The most peculiar thing is that the woman's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Jiang Siqing!
Her eyes are greedy and her face is fierce. Even if she is still, you can still feel her aggressive posture. There is no shadow of an angel. She is simply the most terrifying devil!

Jiang Siqing's entire face lost all color.

"Didn't you say that the character in the painting is fictitious? Why is it her?"

"This is not simple, it means that this painting was not painted by her at all!"

"Then she was still talking on stage just now. Her mentality was really stable."

"Am I the only one who is curious about the original artist of this painting? And who is the murderer Sang Chi mentioned?"

Sang Chi: "Jiang Siqing, do you still want to insist that this painting was painted by you?"

Jiang Siqing held on to her shaky body, she could feel the scrutiny and hostility of the owners of those eyes.

The matter has come to this, she cannot retreat, and there is no way out.

She smiled and said, "This is indeed an Easter egg I hid in it. It was originally left for the buyer to discover by himself, but I didn't expect that you found it first."

The reason is very blunt, but everyone also knows that as long as Jiang Siqing refuses to admit it, nothing can be done to her. Sang Chi wants to use this to judge her for stealing other people's works, but there is still a lack of substantial evidence.

Sang Chi Yang Yang held the ultraviolet flashlight in his hand, "Why are you so anxious? I still have some good stuff to show for it."

A UV flashlight.

Revealing the words beneath the oil paint.

"Devil" by Tang Zhaochuan

The old man with gray temples sitting in the middle of the opposite row stood up.

"Zhao Chuan, this is Zhao Chuan's painting!"

Someone nearby exclaimed.

Some people also asked in confusion: "Who is Tang Zhaochuan?"

“He is Mr.