Metropolis: The Big Villain In The Beginning

A shy expression appeared on Lu Xuening's face.

At the same time, there are surprises and surprises.

Who doesn't want his boyfriend to be the best?

"Ding, Lu Xuening, the heroine of the Destiny, has a +1 for the host's favorability."

"Ding, Lu Xuening, the heroine of the Destiny, has a +1 for the host's favorability."

...

The long-lost voice of Ding Ding made Chen Yu feel pleasant.

"Hint, when the heroine's favorability for the protagonist reaches more than ninety, the system will reward the host with a special reward."

Chen Yu showed joy.

Unexpectedly, there are such hidden benefits.

And he could hear clearly, the system clearly said that the heroine, not the destiny heroine.

In other words, one counts one, and only Chen Yu can get the new rewards of the system if the favorability of these heroines is over ninety.

Chen Yu rubbed his hands in excitement, and started to look forward to it.

"The painting is so good, this is simply the best painting I have ever seen in my life."

As long as you are an ordinary painter, you can paint landscapes in a variety of styles.

But if you want to draw the artistic conception, it is very unusual.

And Chen Yu's painting is not only artistic, even if it is competing with various landscape masters on the same stage, it is definitely the one that won the first prize.

"Ahem."

Suddenly, there was an old coughing sound nearby.

Everyone was shocked and quickly looked up and found that an old man was standing next to him.

"Dad, why are you here."

Lu Yuanfang spoke first.

Although Grandpa Lu was cured by an expert, his body still needs to be recuperated for a period of time.

"Why, can't I come?"

Seeing that Mr. Lu was about to get angry, Lu Yuanfang waved his hand again and again, how dare he say this.

Seeing that Lu Yuanfang had nothing to say, Father Lu turned his head to Chen Yu and said with a smile: "Little friend Chen Yu, thanks to you, if you didn't save the old man, I might not be able to survive until now."

Chen Yu also put down the ink bottle at this time, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a small thing to me."

Father Lu couldn't help but nodded, seeing Chen Yu more and more satisfied.

His impression of Chen Yu is not like other people's, because he knows that to look at a person, you can't just look at his appearance, but look at what he actually does.

Through his understanding these days, he knew that Chen Yu was no longer the same Chen Yu. Although he did not know the reason, it was not a bad thing for the Lu family.

Maybe it will be a good thing.

The old man Lu wanted to ask to see the old man who was treating him, but suddenly he glanced at the painting on the table, and the expression on his face instantly solidified.

Originally he was still calm, and immediately boiled.

"This is!"

He walked to Chen Yu's dripping ink painting with a look of excitement, and looked carefully, fearing that any corner would be missed.

Mr. Lu is not only the last head of the Lu family, he is also a famous painter, and he belongs to the kind of painter who has great prestige even in the entire Long Kingdom.

From his youth to his old age, what he never gave up was painting.

These days, it was because the painting got stuck in a bottleneck, so I came out to relax. He didn't expect to hear that Chen Yu was here, and he rushed over happily."Wonderful craftsmanship, robbing the world of good fortune."

"And how did Mizusawa on the scroll come up with it? It's so perfect that there is no trace of forgery, it's really unprecedented."

Suddenly, Father Lu grabbed Lu Yuanfang and shook his shoulders and said, "Quickly tell me which master's painting this is. See if the ink hasn't dried yet, where did that master go, why don't you keep him? ."

Old man Lu became more and more angry when he thought about it.

The person who can paint these paintings must be someone who is ahead of the Dragon Kingdom in the field of painting, no, ahead of the world.

Because he found that there was no trace of outline, one by one, as if it were innocent and natural.

It's perfect.

He must see this painter with his own eyes, otherwise this painting will definitely become a regret for the rest of his life.

"Are you dumb? I ask you, where did you let the painter go."

Seeing that Lu Yuanfang seemed to be stupid, Mr. Lu frowned and reprimanded.

At this time, Lu Xuening came to Elder Lu and said softly: "Grandpa, don't embarrass Dad, and the person who drew this picture is right in front of you."

Grandpa Lu was shocked.

I looked at the few people in front of me.

Apart from his Lu family, only the Chen family and the grandson of his former old friend.

Grandpa Lu's eyes lit up, and he realized that he was excited to take Ji Xing's hand, and said excitedly: "Little Xing, I used to compare painting skills with your grandfather. At that time, he told me that he must teach one. Those who inherited his painting skills did not expect the grandson he taught to be so promising. It is really gratifying."

Thinking of the past, Mr. Lu was very embarrassed.

It's a pity that the time before does not come back anymore.

But he can see the rise of a young painter with his own eyes, no, it is beyond their older generation, even beyond this era, it can be no regrets.

Ji Xing:...

Ji Xing was stunned.

Knowing that Grandpa Lu had misunderstood, he waved his hand quickly and said, "Grandpa Lu, I did not paint this painting."

Even though he wanted to make Chen Yu embarrassed, with so many eyelids staring at it, did he dare to say that he painted it himself?

"It's not you, who else can it be? Ji Xing, don't be humble with me. I think your grandfather was so humble back then."

Ji Xing really wanted to find a seam to get in.

It's so embarrassing for f*ck.

He knows his own level, and compared with Chen Yu's, the difference is simply countless thousands of miles.

Pouch.

Lu Xuening couldn't help laughing.

Then he said: "Grandpa, this painting is not painted by Brother Ji, but by Chen Yu, here, isn't it right in front of your eyes?"

After Grandpa Lu heard what Lu Xuening said, it took a long time to react, and then his eyes widened.

"You said, this painting was painted by Xiaoyou Chen?"

"this……"

Even Old Man Lu was almost dumbfounded.

Chen Yu's recent changes are indeed big, but it is still within his acceptance range.

After all, the Chen family has a big business, and compared to what Chen Yu has done, it is trivial.

But to say that this painting was painted by Chen Yu, he could hardly imagine it.

But after getting confirmation from everyone one by one, he finally accepted this fact.

"Lao Lu, this is indeed my painting by Chen Yu, and we are all watching it. You can't make a mistake."

"My family, Chen Yu, I don’t have any other hobbies at ordinary times. I like to paint. I have been painting for more than ten years. Now I have finally achieved a small result, haha..."

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