Chapter 1528 Stealing Paintings

The painting in Zheng Shilin's hand is not large, about a foot square, and it looks like a portrait. ＊ www.suimeng.lā

Qi Qige was stunned for a while, and rubbed her eyes in disbelief. She was right. Zheng Shilin was holding a birthday present from Meimei, a portrait that she hadn't had time to frame.

"Why is my painting in your hands? You old thief, return my painting!"

Qi Qige rushed over without even thinking about it, trying to grab her painting back, but Ren Qianqian didn't hold back, and she was also surprised, how could Qi Qige's precious painting be in this guy's hands?

Meimei recognized her painting long ago, and after listening to Qiqi's roar, she was relieved to know that the painting was not sent by her, but it was also very strange, how did Zheng Shilin get the painting?

She quickly thought of the reason and looked at Zheng Xuesan. Although this woman pretended to be nothing, her clenched fists and her clenched lower lip showed that she was very nervous at this time.

The painting must have been stolen by Zheng Xueshan!

Just what did Zheng Shilin steal from her paintings?

Qi Qige rushed in front of Zheng Shilin and wanted to get her painting back, but Zheng Shilin flashed past and asked with a smile, "Is this painting yours?"

"Of course, I didn't see the painting on it? You old thief, you actually stole my painting, hurry up and bring it!"

Qi Qi was very angry, and what Mei Mei said was right at all, he was a beast in human skin.

"I didn't steal this painting, but someone sold it on the black market. When I saw that it was a painting by a descendant of my master, I bought it back at a high price, little girl, don't wrong a good person."

Zheng Shilin was calm, and pointed to the signature of the finger painting, which indeed had Zhao Mei's name on it.

With a simple personality, she thought she had wronged someone, so she said: "This person is a thief, you return the painting to me, and I will return the money you bought the painting to you."

"Don't worry, I don't want your money, and I can return the painting to you, but you can answer me a question first." Zheng Shilin said with a smile.

Qiqi looked at him impatiently, if she hadn't been worried that the painting would be broken, she would have grabbed it earlier.

"Is this painting drawn by Zhao Mei himself?" Zheng Shilin asked.

"Didn't you just say that it was eyebrow painting? Now what are you asking me for?" Qi Qi looked at Zheng Shilin like an idiot.

Staring at the painting in his hand.

Zheng Shilin smiled inexplicably, and was very satisfied with his answer. He raised the painting in his hand so that everyone could see it more clearly.

"Can you see clearly? This is a painting by my sister Yan's daughter. This little girl just said that she will carry forward the Yan faction, but..."

Zheng Shilin paused for a while, and then continued: "I won't say how good this painting is, everyone is an expert and can see it clearly. What I want to say is this little girl named Zhao Mei. My mind is too complicated, it’s a Western painting, it’s a comic book, and I’m still learning to dance. As we all know, one mind can’t be multiplied. If you want to accomplish one thing, you have to concentrate on it and not be distracted.”

He glanced at Meimei again, and said meaningfully: "Little girl's mental activities are normal, but I am very suspicious of Zhao Mei's ability, can she carry forward the Yan faction?"

Zheng Shilin sighed, looking worried about the country and the people, and Ruan Huacai next to him had the same expression.

Meimei secretly sneered, dare to say such an idea!

Really hard work!

"I learned a lot, because my grandfather always said before his death that any art is the same, and dance or folk art that seems to be unrelated are actually inextricably linked with painting, so my grandfather He has a wide range of hobbies, translation, sculpture, calligraphy, composition... He has learned a lot from the old man..."

Zheng Shilin sneered: "Master, his old man is talented and talented, and it is rare to meet him in a hundred years. Little girl, you are so outspoken that you dare to compare with Master and his old man!"