After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 556 Banquet 13
Song Chujiu took the box and walked forward.

There was a hint of encouragement in Jiang Wen's eyes: "Grandpa is happy with whatever Rong Rong sends."

"Rongrong's return is the greatest gift!"

"Haha, Rongrong, don't be nervous."

Jiang Wen smiled cheerfully and comforted her.

Song Chujiu smiled, then stepped forward and slowly opened the box.

The box opened to reveal a pair of rolled scrolls.

When she opened it, her expression changed instantly.

The painting has been touched.

When she placed the painting, after it was rolled up, she specially tied it up with red silk, tied a knot that only she could tie, and added a slipknot to the bow.

But now... the knot she originally tied suddenly turned into a dead knot.

Her face immediately turned cold, and after feeling everyone's gaze, a cool chill oozes from her entire back.

The fingertips of her tightly holding the painting turned white.

Jiang Chenxi who was next to her immediately saw that something was wrong with her. He squinted his eyes, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw the woman over there suddenly raised her head, and put the lid back on with a snap.

She chuckled lightly, and said lazily, "Think I prepared a painting?"

She shrugged, her fox eyes turned into moons: "Just kidding everyone."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at Jiang Chenxi who was behind and blinked: "Brother, have you prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone I want?"

When Wang Minmin saw that Song Chujiu hadn't opened the box, a bit of resentment appeared in his eyes.

Why not open it.

Her smile was a bit forced: "Rongrong, what's in that box, why don't you open it for everyone to see?"

Song Chujiu said lightly, "A piece of waste paper."

She paused, then grinned at Wang Minmin with cold eyes: "If Second Aunt wants to see it, I still have a lot of scrapped paper in my room for Second Aunt to read."

Her voice was cold and chilly.

Wang Minmin smiled embarrassingly: "No need, no need."

Wang Minmin was extremely unwilling.

I didn't expect this girl to be so sharp.

Her face turned cold all of a sudden.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were quickly brought up.

Song Chujiu took a deep breath, her heart pounding.

Originally, she prepared a picture of words.

She had practiced her handwriting well in her previous life, and her handwriting had also won awards, so it was considered good.

But now the words have been tampered with at first glance, so naturally they can't risk opening them, so they can only rewrite them.

With so many people watching, she didn't know what she would write.

Jiang Chenxi knew what she was giving, he glanced at Song Chujiu, and then said lightly: "This time we prepared a pair of calligraphy and painting for grandpa."

"I will draw, the inscription on the ninth day of the ninth day."

Just as Jiang Chenxi finished speaking, Wang Minmin over there hurriedly said, "This inscription must be original, right?"

"Generally speaking, the inscriptions are all original on the spot."

Wang Minmin added another sentence when she saw Jiang Wen's eyes.

The people next to him also nodded.

"Yes, the inscription is indeed much more original."

"Moreover, if two people complete a piece of work, if it is not an original inscription, the weight is indeed not enough."

"This birthday gift is too careless. Isn't this Song Chujiu acting in a movie or acting as a model? She can write inscriptions?"

"That's right, it looks unprofessional at first glance, can this be original?"

(End of this chapter)