This man named Chiba Mizuki looks completely different from the one who appeared under the moonlit night!
At nearly 1.9 meters tall, paired with the navy blue suit, he definitely reveals the sexy and charming temperament of a man.
He has a head of flaxen medium hair that is staggeringly beautiful, and his delicate and beautiful facial features make him even more handsome.
With his appearance paired with Emperor Yin Ying in front of him, the two men simply became the most perfect 'two works of art' in this studio.
"Uh..." Emperor Yin Ying really didn't expect that he was talking about Cao Cao, and that Cao Cao was here? He politely raised a smile and pointed to the painting on the wall: "Do you know the characters in this painting?"
"know."
Qianye Ruishu's nod frightened Qianxi at the side. Her expression suddenly changed and she quickly lowered her head.
"This woman..." Chiba Mizuki slowly walked to the painting, the luster of his eyes gradually becoming intoxicated and blurred.
'Damn it, if you dare to say that, I will kill you!!!'
After Qianxi finished reciting in her heart, Qianye Ruishu suddenly turned her head: "She is the lover of my dreams, the Laurel Goddess."
"Huh?" She was stunned for a moment, and looked at Chiba Mizuki in surprise: "Isn't it?" They just met a little, and he said she was the lover of his dreams??? Then he is too...
This is simply ridiculous!
In front of him, two men who liked the silver-faced woman were standing face to face. This could be regarded as 'fate'. As the saying goes, rivals in love are extremely jealous when they meet. Emperor Yin Ying's original good face was instantly covered with a veil of hostility: "
The lover of your dreams? Ha...she already has a boyfriend." After saying that, he raised his head proudly, as if telling Chiba Mizuki that he was her boyfriend.
Seeing his expression, Qianxi curled her lips with contempt...
Unexpectedly, Chiba Mizuki was not only not angry, but scratched his head inexplicably: "What does it have to do with me that she has a boyfriend? I like her, not her boyfriend??"
His funny expression, coupled with his not-so-fluent Chinese, made Yin Yingdi angry and anxious: "You! Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you, then look, you know her
What!" He pointed his fingers pointedly at Qianxi who was standing aside.
Her heart tightened, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed from her forehead, and she quickly lowered her head in confusion.
"Knowing you!" Chiba Mizuki walked up to her without even hesitating, smiled slightly, and bowed politely: "Hello, enticement, this is our first meeting, please take care of me!"
"Well……"
His inexplicable greeting confused Emperor Yin Ying and Qianxi. He did not express all the answers Emperor Yin Ying wanted at all.
"You..." Emperor Yin Ying frowned, walked over quickly, looked at Qianxi and then at Qianye Ruishu: "Don't you think she is very similar to the woman in your painting?"
"Of course it looks like it!" Chiba Mizuki nodded affirmatively, making Qianxi become nervous again. "Mr. Leng Liehan, gave me the photo of enticement. I think her outline is very suitable for the person in my mind.
The image of the laurel goddess, so I sketched the appearance of the laurel goddess according to her appearance!"
"..." If she hadn't had a very good heart, she would have asked Chiba Mizuki to go to the hospital.
Who can stand this geek's heavy breathing? One moment it makes oneself nervous to death, and the next moment it makes oneself relax. It is simply more exciting than riding a roller coaster.
Just like that, she almost collapsed to the ground. But if you think about it carefully, there is no way that this painter named Chiba Mizuki didn't recognize that she was the silver-faced girl. How could he help her cover up her identity? Moreover, she also mentioned
It's freezing cold, could it be...
Leng Liehan already knows that he is a silver-faced woman?!!!!
Ah……
Qianxi's confusion and Qianye Ruishu's sudden cooperation can only be answered by Leng Liehan standing in the dark!
Chiba Mizuki's smile gradually disappeared, and a gaze as cold as ice peaks went straight to the door of Studio B...
【recall……】
After Leng Liehan left the exhibition hall, he was the first to find the curator of the gallery: "Hello, curator."
"Hello, Earl Leng." Now, the curator admires his talent very much, and his eyes reveal unconcealable admiration.
"Haha, I want to ask you about someone."
After he asked politely, the curator nodded slightly: "You can ask."
"You should know about the painting "Laurel Goddess", right?" He did not bluntly state the purpose of his visit, but instead tested the curator's words step by step.
The curator hesitated for a long time, then suddenly clapped his hands together and nodded: "I know! That painting is simply a masterpiece. The back described in the painting matches the model's expression perfectly, and it is watertight. I
It is estimated that in a few hundred years, the value of this painting will be higher than the "Mona Lisa Smile" painted by Leonardo da Vinci."
"Haha, I think so too!" It seems that this curator is a person who regards paintings as his life. Naturally, he has to cater to the curator's interests and hobbies in order to get into the "enemy's interior" little by little.
He, who was still smiling at first, suddenly frowned and sighed helplessly: "Oh, it's a pity that I may not have the chance to meet this excellent painter."
"No, Count Leng, this painter is still alive in the world!" The curator showed a proud smile, patted his chest, and said arrogantly: "He is my apprentice!"
"Oh??" Leng Liehan smiled secretly in his heart and put on a surprised expression: "Really? Am I really lucky enough to meet the curator's disciple?"
What he said did not leave any way for the curator to retreat.
The curator scratched his head and shook his head in embarrassment: "My apprentice has a rather eccentric personality, so..."
"Oh, I'm so disappointed. I have always studied famous paintings from various countries. I originally wanted to have a chat with the painter who created the Laurel Goddess, but..." He shook his head in despair, and forced a smile: "Forget it.
Well, I won’t embarrass the curator, but you are so... lucky to have such an outstanding apprentice!"
It was obvious that his words were full of sarcasm, implying that the master was so incompetent that he would be afraid even if he brought people to see his apprentice.
The curator is not stupid, and of course he heard what he meant: "Haha, how can I say that meeting Earl Leng is a close friend? What's the harm in bringing Earl Leng to meet my stupid apprentice?"
Ha... Leng Liehan undoubtedly achieved his goal and followed the curator slowly towards the second floor of the exhibition hall.
As he stepped onto the escalator on the second floor, the curator obviously slowed down his steps. This time he felt a big hat on his head, but he didn't know what to do next.
If the apprentice gets into trouble, I'm afraid the master will have to walk away without food. After all, every artist has a special personality.
Further into the corridor, inside a transparent glass window, a man was copying a sculpture in front of a drawing board.
The beard on his cheeks was not clean, his face was stained with oil paint, and he was wearing a blue overalls.
Standing outside the door, Leng Liehan couldn't be sure whether the man painting inside was really Chiba Mizuki!
"Okay, he is my apprentice Chiba Mizuki. I'm leaving now so I won't disturb you anymore." The curator whispered and ran away from the second floor.
Leng Liehan shook his head and snorted contemptuously: "It seems that this master is really afraid of his apprentice!"
Putting away his cold gaze, he gently knocked on the transparent glass door twice. Before the person inside could respond, he pushed the door open: "Hello, Mr. Chiba!"
His smiling expression seemed so hypocritical. Chiba Mizuki, who was currently painting, was stunned when he saw him come in, and then continued to create his own painting without even paying attention.
"Ha..." The ignored Leng Liehan's expression gradually turned cold, and he crossed his hands in front of him and slowly approached him: "Mr. Chiba is worthy of being an artist..." After that, his eyes flashed, and
Pulling off the unfinished masterpiece from the drawing board.
"What are you doing?" Qianye Ruishu stood up solemnly and angrily asked Leng Liehan in front of him.
"Hmph." He snorted coldly and glanced at the painting in his hand with disdain: "Garbage!" He spat out an insulting comment, then held the painting in his hand and threw it on the ground.
"You!!!" Faced with his or her work being insulted and trampled on, no artist will remain indifferent. Chiba Mizuki looked at the work that had turned into a ball of paper on the ground unwillingly. In an instant, his anger rushed to the top of his head and he clenched his fists.
, yelled angrily: "Pick it up, you have no right to insult my painting!!!!!"
Leng Liehan ignored his words, sat down on the stool, stepped on the drawing board with his feet, and said coldly: "How much should you pay for "Laurel Goddess"?!"
When Chiba Mizuki heard this, it turned out that he was a businessman who wanted to buy "Laurel Goddess"? "A person with no connotation like you is not worthy of buying my painting!"
His connotation will only become incontinent in front of Chiba Mizuki. Otherwise, how could he attract the attention of this weird artist?
"Aren't you going to sell it?" He slowly stood up and walked up to him with a sneer. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar: "The future Prime Minister of Japan is now reduced to painting to survive.
At this point, I can bid for your paintings, why don’t you thank me quickly?!!”
Chiba Mizuki, the most famous genius child in Japan, has a strong family background and a super high IQ. As early as ten years ago, the Japanese political circles had already determined that he would inherit the political status of Japan's next prime minister when he was 26 years old.
.Seeing that he was about to take over the highest power in Japan, but for unknown reasons, he fled Japan a year ago!
"You..." Chiba Mizuki's expression changed, and he took a small step back nervously: "How could you know such a confidential matter?"
In order to prevent someone from assassinating the unofficial successor to the Prime Minister, in Japanese political circles, only the current Prime Minister and several important cabinet ministers knew about this matter.
"Well?" Leng Liehan raised his eyebrows frivolously and let go of the hand holding his collar: "How do I know?" He turned around and continued to sit back on the chair. He put his hands into his pockets and shrugged disapprovingly: "
I know everything, and I also know..." With a sinister smile, he said softly: "If...I call Kamiya Haruya and reveal your whereabouts at this time, I can't imagine that in a few minutes, the Italian Mafia will definitely
Make your blood splatter on the spot!"
"Haruya Kamiya?" Chiba Mizuki frowned and shook his head in disbelief: "No, Uncle Kamiya won't kill me!"
Haruya Kamiya, the current highest-ranking cabinet minister in Japan. He is basically equivalent to the president of a company. Everything needs to be handled by him, while the prime minister is equivalent to the chairman of the board. To put it bluntly, he is the final decision-maker. These two positions are complementary to each other.
Not even one.
"Hahahahahaha, you are still a genius child. I think you are a complete fool!" Leng Liehan smiled contemptuously and shook his head helplessly: "Do you think that with the ability of Japanese political circles, they can't find you who fled abroad?
If Kamiyaji hadn't concealed this matter, do you think you could have stayed in China so freely?"
"Of course, you may not be afraid of death, and you have no intention of competing with Kamiya Haruya for the position of Prime Minister, but..." After a moment of pause, the weird smile on his lips became brighter: "If I call the current Prime Minister Koizumi, I
I think he will definitely bring you back to Japan to inherit the position of prime minister. When the time comes, a power struggle in the Japanese cabinet may be necessary!"
Looking at Leng Liehan's evil expression and listening to his harsh laughter, Chiba Ruishu stood there angrily and panicked, at a loss as to what to do: "You are so despicable!!!"
"Well, thank you for your compliment." Leng Liehan stood up quickly, and the smile on his face disappeared at the same time: "Boy, if you want to stay in China honestly and stay with the lover of your dreams,
Together, just cooperate with me in a good manner!"
"You..." Chiba Mizuki froze in shock. He couldn't believe why he knew that he had the lover of his dreams: "Why do you know everything?"
"Because..." A gloomy and terrifying expression filled his face, and his unconcealable kingly aura instantly filled his body: "I am the god who dominates everything!"
Later, despite Chiba Mizuki's reluctance, he changed his clothes, shaved his beard, and cooperated with Leng Liehan to act out the 'play' for Emperor Yin Ying to see.
Back to the present...
Leng Liehan was not too sure at first that the seemingly decadent artist would be Chiba Mizuki himself, but now it seems that he is indeed a genius. Because there were many things that were not included in the original script, he had to do it on the spot
exerted.
This man...: "He is indeed a good talent, but it's a pity..." With a cold smile, he shook his head helplessly: "He is not ruthless enough, nor bad enough! Based on his status and background, he is definitely the best player in my game of chess.
The best candidate for 'Knight'!!" Leng Liehan said coldly, and glanced at the four people not far away. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Then, he gradually restored his previous soft smile and slowly looked towards
They left...
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The 'chess' in Leng Liehan's mouth is chess. The main chess pieces in this game are: