Bai Kaixin ignored her, but walked straight into the room, bent down, and was about to pick up the scroll on the ground.
Chun Hua Niang's expression changed and she quickly stepped forward to stop her.
"It's just an erotic picture, why shouldn't it be shown to people?" Bai Kaixin looked like he was used to it.
Because she was worried about Xiao Qinghan's relationship, Chunhua Niang couldn't get angry, but when a big girl like Bai Kaixin talked about it openly, she was not shy at all.[
Three black lines fell off my forehead.
Bai Kaixin picked up the erotic pictures, unfolded them, pointed at the characters on it and said:
"Ms. Chunhua, I'm not talking about you. The painter you hired, let alone whether the character painting was successful or not, just these actions are too simple and completely fail to achieve the purpose of educating the girls."
Chun Hua Niang's eyes changed from displeasure to scruple, but gradually turned to admiration, and said: "Then what do you want the girl to do?"
Bai Kaixin spread out a bunch of scrolls on the table again, looked at a few pictures, shook his head and sighed.
"Chun Hua Niang," Bai Kaixin pointed casually with her slender hand: "Look, these paintings have simple lines, rough characters, and the same movements. You can't even tell what they are painting."
"In my opinion, this painting looks like two goblins fighting!"
"You said, if girls don't even have a sense of beauty after seeing such paintings, how could they be infected and how could they use them in their work?"
Hearing what Bai Kaixin said, Chunhua Niang immediately felt enlightened.
The old man in green shirt standing next to him, his face flushed, as if he had been greatly insulted, slapped his palm on the table, stood up, and said angrily: "You are such a shameful woman, how dare you comment on my paintings like this!"
"Do you know how much one of my paintings costs? I am the most famous painter in the capital for this type of painting! The dignitaries in the city rush to buy my paintings and collect them."
Seeing the angry look on the old painter's face, Bai Kaixin smiled slightly and said: "Old painter, don't be angry. It doesn't matter how much you are worth. The key is that your things can be liked by customers."
"Ms. Chunhua no longer likes your things, and she is clamoring to return them. No matter how valuable you are, is it useful?