Gu Weici stared at him with round eyes.

Ren Shuhan was satisfied and felt that he should be able to understand people's words this time, when he suddenly reached out and adjusted his collar for himself, looked at himself with complicated eyes, opened and closed his lips, but said nothing.

Ren Shuhan: Hmmmm?

"The system prompts: Eye analysis is completed: one third is helpless, one half is wronged, and one sixth is reluctant."

Gu Weici: Did you see the white lotus? I don't die, you are worthy after all!

Ren Shuhan was startled, took a step back and raised his head sharply. Sure enough, he saw Jiang Qingyue who was on a few steps of stairs withdrew his gaze towards this side. He seemed to have misunderstood something, and lowered his head deeply.

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Chapter 8 Substitution

Gu Weici distorted Ren Shuhan's neat collar because Ren Shuhan took a step back.

"Don't worry, I won't get in your way. Didn't I say that last night? I'm just his stand-in, never..."

Halfway through Gu Wei's words, Ren Shuhan turned around and left.

Don't get in our way, so what are you doing with your hands and feet? Do you owe!

Gu Weici: "???"

Ren Shuhan was so shocked just now that he didn't avoid Gu Weici this time. There will never be another time in the future. He secretly warned himself: Don't try to reason with fools!

Gu Weici was stunned for a moment, and quickly caught up with the photographer, but he couldn't catch up with Ren Shuhan.

What's wrong with the MD dog male god!

Today next month, your long legs will kneel in front of Lao Tzu and beg Lao Tzu to come back!

Jiang Qingyue walked at the front and led everyone into a hall on the second floor. There were sculptures and paintings in it, many of which were works of famous artists with sky-high prices, but none of them were signed.

"I know this one," Qiao Ningning said, pointing to one of them. "I saw a replica at a friend's house. It belongs to Mr. So-and-so."

Jiang Qingyue nodded and said, "This one is an authentic work. Usually it is not allowed to take pictures and videos. Today is the first time I will be photographed after I bought it."

Qiao Ningning's mouth opened into an O: "The real work... I heard from my friend that it seems to have taken 300 million shots."

Jiang Qingyue smiled politely and acquiesced.

Even Gu Weici was taken aback. Although he lived here for half a year, he had never visited. He only knew that the dog man was rich, but he had not intuitively felt this level of numbers. It's too stingy to spend tens of millions on him.

Originally thought that the dog man only has the two advantages of generosity and appearance, but now it seems that there is only a face :).

"There are only genuine works here," Ren Shuhan walked up to Jiang Qingyue, pinched his shoulder, said the names of several contemporary and modern art masters, and asked the crowd, "These people have paintings, guess what, all of them are. Which one is it?"

Everyone didn't know how to draw, so they made a random analysis.

Jiang Qingyue shook her head helplessly, Gu Weici sensitively captured his expression, and said aggrieved: "Assistant Jiang grew up in a wealthy family, he must have a good understanding of the art of painting, we can't do it, don't bully us."

Qiao Ningning: "What does this have to do with growing up in a wealthy family? As long as you haven't seen it before, you can't even guess the paintings of famous artists, right?"

Because a lot of post-modern art here is very abstract, like a face painted on white paper and rolled out...

Gu Weici showed a weak smile: Hehe, as expected of you, the shame of pushing hard, you know how to slap me now, wait for the show to be cut out, and let the eye-catching audience teach you how to be a man, it is clearly Jiang Qingyue who looks down on others first.

Qu Chong carefully identified it for a while, then changed his words: "I guessed wrong just now, Brother Han only said three names, but there are five paintings on this wall, one of which Ningning has already said, so there is an extra one. Is there anything more expensive?"

"There are indeed more expensive ones," Ren Shuhan stood in front of an oil painting, "and the author is even more powerful."

Qiao Ningning fired back: "I'll change the answer. This painting must belong to so-and-so. When you see it's hanging in the C position, it's the most detailed and realistic painting!"

Jiang Qingyue smiled apologetically at everyone, and said to Ren Shuhan, "Don't make trouble, young master."

Qu Chong reacted instantly: "This painting was painted by Assistant Jiang?"

Ren Shuhan nodded and touched the border of the oil painting: "Qingyue gave me a birthday present in high school."

The painting is a small Siamese cat with its back against a cat climbing frame, which is lifelike.

Qiao Ningning shouted: "Liar! Isn't it more expensive and the author is more powerful!"

"It's not a lie," Ren Shuhan put his right hand on Jiang Qingyue's shoulder and said innocently, "This is my peerless treasure, and I won't sell it if I give it. The author is my most important person, isn't it? Great?"

Qiao Ningning covered his chest: Ah, I'm dead.

Qu Chong smiled on the surface, but was actually puzzled: Is Han Shen going to come out of the closet?

Ren Shuhan looked at the painting and said slowly, "The cat I raised in the past, called Kiss, was very clingy. After I passed away, I was sad for a long time. Qingyue painted this painting and gave it to me."

Jiang Qingyue looked back and forth between the painting and Ren Shuhan, stunned for a while, then turned around and took everyone to the library.

Ren Shuhan saw from the back that his ears were turning red, and felt that he was not as sad as when Gu Weici touched him just now. Look away.

The library is actually a library, with a four-story ceiling, where they were originally going to look at the photo albums.

After walking for a while, Jiang Qingyue stopped on a staircase that looked indistinguishable from the other side, flipped the bookshelf, and took out a few albums from the hidden compartment in the middle, without any hesitation.