When you come to the exhibition hall of the first city, you do feel noble.

Under the reception of Artists Association staff and staff, Qin Hua placed thirty representative works in the lobby on the second floor of the exhibition hall. At the same time, several painters exhibited here, all of whom are famous internationally.

"Why do I feel like setting up a street stall?" After the reception staff left, Chu Liang and Qin Hua sat on the chair, and Chu Liang teased.

"Opening a painting exhibition is just a street stall, it is just a more advanced street stall." Qin Hua said with a smile.

Since even Qin Hua recognized it, Chu Liang suddenly sang loudly: "Come on, everyone, don't miss it when you pass by!"

Qin Hua laughed. Fortunately, there were still a few minutes before the opening time, otherwise visitors would have thought they were setting up street stalls.

"Which of these thirty paintings do you like the most?" Chu Liang suddenly asked.

Qin Hua turned his head and glanced at Chu Liang intriguingly, and said slowly: "There are different favorites in different periods."

"I finally understand." Chu Liang showed a sudden enlightenment and nodded.

"What do you understand?" Qin Hua asked curiously.

"No wonder people who study art often change boyfriends and girlfriends. It turns out that your aesthetic concepts in different periods will be different." Chu Liang teased.

"Go!" Qin Hua rolled his eyes, then stared at Chu Liang and said with a smile, "Actually, each of our aesthetic concepts will evolve, but we may evolve faster."

"Oh." Chu Liang deliberately showed disappointment, "When will you be aesthetically tired of me?"

Qin Hua glared at Chu Liang and sighed deliberately: "It has never started, how can it end!"

While they were flirting, the time for the exhibition hall to open was up, and the crowd rushed in like flowing water. There were many people in this corner of Qin Hua. I don’t know whether they were appreciating works or beauties, different from the style of kimchi.

"Isn't this singer Qin Yin?" a visitor suddenly said.

Huh

111c!

Qin Yin's fans immediately surrounded him and surrounded the Qin Hua's exhibition.

"I am Qin Yin's sister Qin Hua, don't get me wrong..." Qin Hua had to explain loudly.

"Isn't this a hero who saved thousands of people from our country of kimchi in the art museum last night?" One visitor recognized Chu Liang, and then many people recognized Chu Liang. Under Qin Hua's explanation, the people who gradually dissipated suddenly surrounded him, and the air became more and more suffocating.

"Hero, can we take a photo together?"

"Hero, sign me, okay?"

"Hero, let's hold a hug, okay?"

...

"Come one by one, everyone comes one by one!" Qin Hua said cheering, making Chu Liang roll his eyes secretly.

Since he couldn't escape, Chu Liang had to satisfy the wishes of many fans one by one. Fortunately, no one asked for a kiss. If it was a beauty, it would be acceptable. What if it was a man?

Chu Liang's chrysanthemums tightened when he thought of this, and his expression became a little dazed.

After an hour or two, the staff gradually dispersed. Chu Liang sat in the chair exhausted and was the first to experience the hard work of becoming a star.

"It feels so pleasing, right?" Qin Hua quipped.

"No, tired!" Chu Liang muttered.
Chapter completed!