Romance heroine just wants to do a career

Chapter 373 Morbid Love (18)

He was thinking wildly.

Suddenly an unfamiliar text message appeared on the phone screen, and Cui Jingmo clicked on it casually.

"Brother Jingmo, I am your senior sister, Hong Ruolan from the 20th financial engineering department, do you know me? It doesn't matter if you don't know me, the picture below is me, remember my face, if you don't want others to know that you are here If you work at night, you can use my mobile phone number to add me on WeChat, be obedient~"

There is also a selfie below the text.

The woman in the selfie is wearing heavy makeup and revealing clothes, very glamorous.

Cui Jingmo slowly got up from the wall, twitched the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, and narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly.

"Ugly."

The voice was so soft that almost no one in the hospital corridor could hear it.

Still a very stupid ugly bastard.

threaten him?
Think he's scared?

He swiped the text message, deleted it neatly, and blocked the number.

Suddenly, he recalled the photo in the text message.

It turned out that Hong Ruolan had indeed met him before.

On the night Cui Jingmo met Chu Xuanzi, he was delivering wine to a VIP private room. At that time, under the dim light, he saw a scantily clad woman sitting on top of a fat man with big ears and twisting. .

The man kept pouring wine on her, but she was avoiding it with a charming smile.

This kind of scene is too common in the night, Cui Jingmo just glanced at it then bowed his head and backed out.

Recalling the scene that day, Cui Jingmo frowned in disgust.

It seems that this Hong Ruolan is really unappetizing.

He turned off the screen of his mobile phone, and happened to see that the door of the ward had been opened, and two nurses came out one after another, so he stepped into the ward.

Hong Ruolan didn't see Cui Jingmo's reply to her text message for a long time, she frowned as if she didn't believe it.

This is impossible, isn't he afraid of being known about his affairs in the dark?
According to Hong Ruolan's observation of Cui Jingmo, this person is good at disguising, and he is definitely a person who cares about face.

It is impossible to remain indifferent to such news.

Or, he didn't see the text message at all.

Hong Ruolan picked up her mobile phone and called him.

After calling several times with busy signals, she realized that she had been blocked.

Hong Ruolan was so angry that she resisted the urge to drop her phone.

Cui Jingmo dared to block him?
Really disobedient!
But she thought about it again, wouldn't such a person have more desire to be conquered?

Hong Ruolan restrained her anger, and smiled with determination.

Did he think he could escape?

Naive.

……

Xuan Zi dipped the paint on the palette with a paintbrush, and started to draw quickly on the painting. After a while, she put down the brush, looked at Huang Zhong and said, "Master, I've fixed it."

Huang Zhongcai sat next to him and took a few puffs of cigarettes, when Xuan Zi said that she had changed.

"Corrected? So fast?"

He got up and took a closer look, and saw that there were more people holding umbrellas on the stone arch bridge in the painting. The colorful umbrellas were crowded together, and people were crowding across the bridge.

Huang Zhong's eyes gradually became darker.

It was originally just an ordinary landscape picture, but the appearance of these people brought a different sense of movement to the whole picture, like the beating musical notes in the movement, breaking the original quiet atmosphere.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Mr. Huang Zhong threw down the cigarette in his hand, took down the whole painting and looked at it carefully, smiled and laughed, and raised the painting excitedly, "Hahaha, so it is like this! So it is so! My painting turned out to be missing It's human!"

"Okay, okay, it's a good change!"

Huang Zhong laughed out loud, and the entire pavilion was filled with his laughter.

Ke Zhen also came over to look at the painting quickly, and after a while, she laughed, "It's good, it's good! Old man, why don't you accept this student now?"

"Accept, must accept!"

Huang Zhong stroked the beard on his chin, and put the painting back on the easel.

He looked at Xuan Zi with a smile, "By the way, girl, what's your name?"

"The little girl is called Chu Xuanzi, so you can call her Xiaozi."

Ke Zhen hurriedly said.

"Okay, Xiao Zi, since you have changed the painting, I will honor my promise and officially accept you as a closed disciple from today on."

Huang Zhong said solemnly.

"Thank you, old man."

Xuan Zi said with a smile.

She served Huang Zhong a cup of teacher apprentice tea according to the rules, and after Huang Zhong drank it, the teacher apprentice ceremony was completed.

"Grandpa—"

"What is your name, old man, it's time to change your mouth."

Ke Zhen smiled and gave her a slightly reproachful look.

"Yes, it's the student's fault, teacher, teacher's wife."

Xuan Zi changed his words immediately.

"Hey."

Ke Zhen looked at her kindly.

Huang Zhong nodded in satisfaction, responded in a rather good mood, and sat down on the chair.

"You also have a senior brother who is also my closed disciple. I'll let you meet when I'm free."

"Brother?"

"Yes, his name is Liu Yutao, you should have heard of it."

"Is that Mr. Liu Yutao who painted the famous "Long River Sunset"?"

"Yes, it's him. Yutao was accepted by your teacher more than ten years ago. You and him are the only closed disciples accepted by the old man. If you have any problems in the future, you can also ask him for help."

Ke Zhen said.

Xuan Zi nodded slowly, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

Liu Yutao is over 30 years old this year, and he is the youngest leader in Huaguo's oil painting circle. Unexpectedly, he is Huang Zhong's closed disciple.

It was the first time she knew this news.

This shows that Liu Yutao did not use the name of Huang Zhong's closed disciple to put gold on his face in the circle, but chose to work hard on his own, relying on art exhibitions to make his paintings famous.

This made Xuan Zi feel a little guilty.

Is she being too snobby?

From the very beginning, he wanted to use the power of Mr. Huang Zhong to make a name for himself.

"I will put this painting in my solo exhibition this year, and I decided to write your name as the second author of this painting. What do you think?"

Huang Zhong murmured.

"This... the second author? Teacher, I just drew a few strokes. How can this be your second author!"

Xuan Zi said with a complicated mood.

Every year, Mr. Huang Zhong's solo exhibition is usually sponsored by the Ministry of Culture of Huaguo. It can be said to be huge, attracting countless people in the industry to watch the exhibition, and many collectors come here admiringly.

Xuan Zi originally just hoped that her paintings could be displayed in his art exhibition.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Huang Zhong would write her name on his paintings.

This has a completely different meaning.

After all, a newcomer exhibiting paintings at the Huang Zhong Art Exhibition and a newcomer who collaborates with the master must be the latter who attracts more attention.

For her, this is a huge advantage.

"If you don't change the painting, then my painting can only be invalidated. Do you think you can be regarded as the second author?"

Huang Zhong frowned and said, "You girl, why are you so unconfident? Do you think it's easy to change the painting? All right, I'll write your name as I said, and that's it."

(End of this chapter)