Jiang Yueyang, a 21st-century office worker, died from a cerebral infarction after working overtime and staying up late. In her dying moments, she bound to a 'Gossip System'.
She then...
The three of them walked into the pavilion under the gazes of several people. Jiang Yueyang and Ye Wuhen bowed to them, but the third prince did not move.
"We were too far away just now, so we didn't see the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting clearly, so we wanted to come over to take a look at the two gentlemen."
Old Yuan pursed his lips and smiled. My old eyes can see it clearly, so how can your bright eyes not see it clearly?
I don't even think before telling a lie.
"Who are these people?" Wensheng turned his head and looked at Mr. Yuan.
"Didn't you want to see her before? Well...she's here."
After hearing what Old Yuan said, the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting looked at Jiang Yueyang together, sizing him up and down.
After a moment, Wen Sheng said, "We have all heard about your performance in the pavilion earlier."
Jiang Yueyang was a little embarrassed, "Did it spread so quickly?"
Seeing this, the Painting Saint smiled heartily and said, "Sit down."
Before the Third Prince sat down, he said, "Mr. Wensheng, Mr. Huasheng, we have another request."
"What's the matter?" asked the Painting Saint.
"We want to see what's on the line."
"That's probably not possible."
The Third Prince frowned, "Why?"
Before the Painting Saint could answer, Elder Zou smiled and said, "Let me introduce you two. This is His Royal Highness the Third Prince."
Hearing this, the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting bowed to him.
The Third Prince waved his hand, "Mr. Painting Saint hasn't said why not."
The painting master pointed to the painting in front of him with a few strokes, "Because the prize is not ready yet."
Hearing this, the Third Prince turned around and said to Jiang Yueyang, "I can't see it. He hasn't finished painting yet. I have to make it clear in advance that it's not because I don't have enough face."
Several people: "..."
Jiang Yueyang pulled the corner of his mouth, "Got it."
At this moment, the system beeped, and several people were startled.
【Host, the video has been generated. 】
【Let’s eat! 】
ps: Uh... I still haven't written about melons. A preview, there may be a car in the next chapter