i am the fiance

Seeing the two people in the back row holding their breath, Papa Bei drove Mama Bei and Yan Qing'er to a teahouse and ordered a private room deftly. This teahouse is very private, and sometimes they I also come to this teahouse when I have business talks with old friends.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? You didn't care what my brother did to me just now." Yan Qing'er put on a smile, feeling flustered in her heart. Could it be that what she did was exposed by the way mom and dad are like this?What she did behind Bei's father's and Bei's mother's back, any investigation can find her a 'death' crime.

"You still have the nerve to say, why didn't I stop it?" Mother Bei slapped the table, looking around for feather dusters and the like, "Because I think your brother beat you right!"

"Mom?!" Yan Qing'er became more and more flustered, did her mother know a little bit, or everything?

Mother Bei looked around twice, but she couldn't find anything resembling a feather duster. She was so angry that she looked at the bottom of her feet, and immediately thought of shoes.As soon as she took off her shoes, she picked up her pair of little black cloth shoes and hit Yan Qing'er's ass/ass, saying, "It's not just your brother who beats you, I want to beat you too! You said I grew up Did you forget all about what I taught you, since I was a child, I have said that what belongs to others belongs to others, and what belongs to others cannot be moved, just ignore it and throw it away!"

In the past, in their small village, when Mama Bei saw others beating people with the soles of slippers, she still felt sloppy and uncomfortable. Now that she has been beaten by herself, she realizes that when she is really mad, what is sloppy? ? !

"Ah!" Yan Qing'er had no experience in letting Mama Bei chase and beat her, so she couldn't dodge in time, and was caught by Mama Bei all of a sudden. .

"I told you not to learn well, let's see if you dare to do it next time." Mama Bei grabbed Yan Qing'er's wrist, and hit Yan Qing'er's butt one after another, and kept scolding her while she slapped her. How dare you hide it from me and your father"

Yan Qing'er was hit several times, looking at the shoe prints on the white trousers, feeling pained and wronged, she was already so annoyed, she wiped her tears and shouted: "Even if I did something wrong, you don't have to kill me Let's fight!"

"Wenjuan, it's okay," Bei's father knew about Bei's mother's temper, and saw her slap her twice, so he frowned and comforted, "Let's sit down and have a good talk."

Mother Bei let go of her words, put on her shoes, sat down on a chair and stopped talking, she felt uncomfortable!

"Dad!" Yan Qing'er's buttocks were burning hot, and when she sat down, there was a 'hiss' sound from the pain.

"Qing'er, look at this, I think you should explain it to us."

Yan Qing'er looked at Papa Bei's serious expression, shook her hand, and took a long time to open the information in her hand. Page by page covered almost all the stupid things she did before, even when she contacted the neighbor province recently. Boys' chat data are included in it.

Yan Qing'er swallowed her saliva, and decided to explain from her uncle: "I can explain, after grandma passed away, you put me at my uncle's house. Do you know what kind of life I spend at my uncle's house every day? Cold violence, When I spoke, I was perfunctory, and almost no one cared about me. It was at this time that the Tibetan Army family came here, and they showed that they loved me very much.”

Papa Bei's expression moved slightly, and he asked, "You're having a bad time, why didn't you call us?"

"How did I know that you would come to pick me up so late?!" Yan Qing'er complained slightly, and continued to explain, "After I transferred back from another school, my brother became different from before. He fell in love with Bai Yishu. And the rival in love is my best friend, and I'm caught between the two of them, because he's always targeting me, and Wei Shufen entrusted me to steal my painting, and I'll regret it after she taught me how to do it."

"Wei Shufen, Wei Shufen's, you like her so much, why don't you keep going to her house?!" When Ms. Bei heard that Yan Qing'er had Wei Shufen on the left and Wei Shufen on the right, she almost couldn't hold back her anger, and listened to Yan Qing'er again. Said that Bei Ting's music was not good, and immediately became even more angry, and couldn't hold back the anger.

"Do you think I'm afraid? I'm going home today to pack my luggage." Yan Qing'er's tears flowed down her cheeks, "I said I knew I was wrong, you have long since disliked me, haven't you! "

Yan Qing'er ran out of the teahouse while speaking.

It started to rain again, Yan Qing'er rushed into the supermarket, found a toilet cubicle and sat in.

To be honest, she doesn't know what she should do now, and she can't even explain why she is targeting Bei Tingle, maybe it's because of jealousy?Yan Qing'er twitched the corner of her mouth slightly. She knew that Cang Dingzhi liked Bai Yishu, and at first she lied to herself under the banner of helping Zang Dingzhi.

In fact, it was simply her own wish. She often wondered if her uncle's family would treat her differently if she was also Papa Bei's biological child.

Perhaps, Wei Shufen's family is his home!

Bei Tingle followed Bai Yishu up to the fourth floor of Chuangyou Building. Just as he turned the corner, he saw his art teacher walking up and down the corridor anxiously. When he saw him coming, his eyes lit up immediately, and he hurried over to ask Said: "Beitingle, you can count on it, the judges are all here, and the appeal will start at one o'clock. You and the kid next door will do it together."

"I've seen the painting in the neighboring province, and it's really too similar, but his work is not as seamless as yours, it's a copy at first glance, don't worry!" The art teacher adjusted his glasses, "The judges are all For the characters of uncles and uncles, if they ask you anything, you should answer truthfully, be more rigorous, and show what you usually learn, don't be nervous."

"Okay." Betin nodded.

After a while, a boy walked up. He was not ugly or even a little handsome, but his handsomeness paled in comparison as soon as he stood in front of Bai Yishu.Bei Tingle's art teacher scoffed at the boy. Similarly, the boy's teacher couldn't understand Bei Tingyue, and snorted louder than anyone else.

"Come on!" Bai Yishu patted Bei Tingle on the shoulder.

Bei Tingle nodded earnestly, and looked at his art teacher and the teacher on the opposite side in disbelief, as if he had never compared his eyes with others, and angrily hammered his thigh next to him.

"You are the ones who came to complain about your work today, come in!" The person who came out was a sweet-looking little girl.

When Bei Tingle went in, he saw the judges sitting in a row, all with serious faces.

"Tell me about the title of the competition first, and then tell me why you conceived such a painting?" A middle-aged man with a refined temperament said with a kind smile, "Tell me clearly what you want to express and what you want to express. Let's start with the one on the left."

"Okay, I'm number a51300" Zhang Jie saw the judges pointing at himself first, and immediately cried in his heart. He was also unlucky. After a little sister met on the Internet found out that he had participated in this competition, she actually found out that he plagiarized and corrected when he was young. Original blueprints to threaten him, the key is that this set of blueprints is about to sign an important project now, so don't be sloppy.Threatening him three times and four times forced him to compromise. The only thing he was lucky about was that he was rewarded handsomely for taking such a big risk.

"I got the material from anime. The first anime I watched in elementary school was the little angel Dobia. Even after so many years, this anime still leaves a deep impression on me." After receiving the photos, Zhang Jie studied them carefully. The layout technique of the whole painting and the various thoughts that the original author tried to express, the whole picture is a human figure similar to an angel, with a blurred face and body. The angel seems to blend with the surrounding environment, which is very beautiful.But he couldn't figure out the psychology of the original author, so he could only find a way of thinking that best suits his own psychology to reinterpret the painting, and then use his own thinking to compare it with the original painting to imitate the painting.

The elegant middle-aged man smiled and nodded, then looked at Bei Tingle and said, "The boy on the right, you can also tell me."

Bei Tingle nodded and said, "I am number s51210, and what I want to express in this painting is love!"

As soon as Bei Tingle finished speaking, the elegant middle-aged man looked at the painting and frowned. A middle-aged man with a fan next to him laughed and said mockingly: "Let me just say, you just copied this picture, don't you believe it?" I, anyway, I don't see love in this painting."

"Shut up, layman!" The fan is a reviewer recommended by the investment, who came here with a long experience, and the elegant middle-aged man has long been impatient with this person.