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Just as I was about to say something, Lin Yi stood up straight: "Shen An, you just asked me that the painting was by Zhang Shan, who is very famous, and it is our issue..."

He suddenly looked like he was working hard, and I followed the winks he gave me to look back, and it turned out that Sheng Yun had come down, and I quickly echoed Lin Yi's words: "Yes, yes, I just want to know about Zhang Shan's How much money can I get for a secondary painting..."

Sheng Yun was messed up by the two of us and also looked at the painting in front of him, and then looked at me: "I knew my painting would be discounted like this by you."

I knew he had long ears. I admit that I have been bad at math since I was a child, or I would not have taken the art test. In the year I passed the test, this guy pointedly said: Is it because your classmates are not good at studying? It was good to go to the art department.

This caused me to act out every time I saw my mentor.Naturally, my tutor also graduated from the Department of Art.

I coughed and changed the subject: "Are you not busy?"

Sheng Yun didn't answer me, but just looked at me and asked, "Your throat doesn't hurt anymore?"

I tried my throat, it didn't hurt anymore, I didn't really have a cold, my hoarseness was pinched by Gao Yu, it will gradually get better with time.

And after talking about it all morning, the activities have already begun, and now apart from a little dry mouth, the scrub-like pain is much better.

But he frowned slightly, and I didn't know what to answer. Could it be that he didn't want me to have a good voice?

I heard him ask me again: "Are you still sneezing?"

Of course I don’t sneeze, I shook my head, and when I was about to thank him for caring about me, I saw him stretch out his hand. He stretched out his hand very suddenly, and his hand was extremely fast. If he beats the king, I believe he must be very powerful.

So my first reaction was to run away, I thought he was going to pull my collar, after all, I just sold his painting for a cheap price.

As soon as I moved away, Sheng Yun's hand stopped between the two of us in embarrassment. The first time I looked at his face, he probably didn't expect to miss it, so he was stunned for a while.

I didn't think I could escape, I think it was instinct.

I remember that one year I pulled him, but he threw me away. At that time, my stomach was not big, and it hadn't bulged yet, but I instinctively held my stomach.

So he looked at his hand, and then at the position I was supporting, his face changed suddenly, the expression was disgusting and irritable, probably because he thought I was very troublesome and undisciplined.I haven't dared to touch him since then.

He is not much better now than he was then, he took a step back, as if he just realized that he just wanted to catch a pile of shit, and he was disgusted by himself.

How can I compare myself to a piece of shit?But his expression really made me think so.

And I'm used to it, so I coughed and explained first, "I thought you were going to hit me? I promise I won't sell the painting cheap in the future."

Sheng Yun's expression didn't improve because of what I said, he probably wanted to turn around and leave, but Lin Yi beside him was looking at him gossipingly, so he finally explained: "I just want to see if you have a fever, Or do I only have the impression of Zhou Papi in your eyes?"