Chapter 125 Lover's Eyes
"These are a pair of eyes with only pupils." Jiang Jibai said.
"Oh~" There were exclamations and cheers from below.
Gu Moyang, who was sitting in the first row, stared at the painting and fell into deep thought.
Lin Shanshan nudged Liu Yanan with her elbow and asked, "Whose eyes do you think Jibao painted?"
She blinked her big Carslan eyes and asked, "Will it be mine?"
Liu Yanan: “…”
"Could you please stop being so narcissistic?" Liu Yanan, who didn't understand art, crossed his arms and pondered, "Who can tell? Aren't all eyes the same except for the pupil?"
Lin Shanshan saw that she looked like she had never seen the world before and asked, "Haven't you seen the high-tech access control systems in the movies that can identify people through their pupils?"
Liu Yanan: "I'm not the access control system, how can I recognize it?"
Lin Shanshan didn't want to pay attention to her anymore.
The host took another closer look and said, "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have realized they were eyes. But now that you've said it, they really do look like eyes."
A gossipy girl suddenly shouted, "Whose eyes did you draw?"
"Oh~" There was another round of booing.
Jiang Jibai clenched the microphone tightly in his hand and kept the topic a secret. "Paintings are unique to each person. When people see this painting, whoever's eyes they think of is theirs. I don't have the final say."
Host: "I think Miss Nuan Baitian's words are very clever. For example, after what she said, looking at this painting now is like looking into the eyes of my beloved."
“Eh~”
A sound somewhere between contempt and laughter came from the audience.
Jiang Jibai also smiled while holding the microphone.
The host was quite helpless, "Don't disbelieve it."
Gu Moyang stared at the green figure on the stage.
She stood in the center of the stage, with fragmented light shining on her.
When she wasn't speaking, she held the microphone with both hands, her arms hanging in front of her.
Her face is gentle, clever, and a little naive.
When she spoke, she raised her hands, smiled, and her light pink lips moved.
Her eyes and eyebrows were curved in a smile, as if stars had fallen into her eyes.
The Jiang Jibai of the past seemed to be slowly coming back.
"Our next step is to have my illustrator draw a picture for this lucky guy or girl using our newly launched tablet."
"In addition, those who come on stage can take photos with our illustrator and get her autograph."
"There's a number on the back of each chair in the auditorium. Let's have our sweet and warm sister pick a number at random."
"Let's see which audience member can be so lucky."
Gu Moyang glanced at the back of his chair.
There is no number.
The seat he sat in was reserved for special guests, not the audience seats, so there was no number.
At this time, some people in the audience were already calling out numbers.
Lin Shanshan glanced at the back of her chair and shouted to the stage, "Jibao 88!"
Liu Yanan pulled her aside and said, "We're all tired of her painting every day. Can you let her paint something new?"
Lin Shanshan shook her hand away, "I won't get tired of it if it's my treasure."
"Baby, choose me! Choose me! I'm 68."
"Pick me, Mr. Big, 37. I came here just because I knew you were going to participate in this event."
"Wife, choose me, 59. I am willing to be painted to death by you!"
"Choose me, choose me, honey. Look how good I look. You don't have to use any brain cells when drawing me."
"Baozi, 28, I want you to draw on my bed!!"
"Wife, choose me! 99, I want to be stepped on and painted by you!!"
Jiang Jibai was stunned.
Do all these kids play like this?
Lin Shanshan almost laughed like crazy, "Look at my Jibao, this charm is popular with both men and women."
Only Gu Moyang frowned, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
What kind of little demons and monsters are these?
Seeing the comments were getting more and more outrageous, the host said, "Alright, alright, stop it, everyone, stop giving yourselves backdoors, let us illustrators choose for ourselves."
"Forget all the numbers you just mentioned and choose a number from one to five hundred."
Jiang Jibai glanced at the audience and randomly said a number, "Then let's go with fifteen."
The host asked, "Who is number 15?"
The girl was extremely happy when she heard the host calling her seat number.
She was about to stand up when a handsome man in the front row turned around with a sincere and sincere look in his eyes. "Can you give me this opportunity? I know this is a bit unreasonable, but I'm pursuing her. Can you give me this opportunity?"
Finally, the man added, "I won't let you give up this opportunity in vain."
As expected, beautiful women should be paired with handsome men.
Since the handsome guy said so, she can't break up the couple.
"Okay, then I wish you success. Oh, and be very nice to us."
Gu Moyang smiled and said, "Of course, thank you."
Everyone saw a tall and straight man walking onto the stage.
Liu Yanan nudged Lin Shanshan, who was replying to the message, with her arm.
Lin Shanshan saw the man walking onto the stage and sneered, "If she doesn't get tired of this, I'll tear my head off and leave it there."
Jiang Jibai saw that it was Gu Moyang who came up, and his originally calm mood now showed a slight wave of emotion.
Why him?
Gu Moyang walked over to stand beside her, smiled and whispered to her, "What a coincidence, warm and sweet little sister."
Jiang Jibai: "It's not a coincidence at all. There's no number on your chair. You must have cheated."
"It took a little bit of trickery."
Gu Moyang found her slightly irritated look inexplicably cute: "Remember to draw me cute later, preferably as cute as you."
The host was surprised by the two people whispering in the stands, "Are you Gu Moyang, the president of Heguang Group? Do you two know each other?"
There was another round of booing from the audience.
Gu Moyang took the microphone and looked at her deeply, "Yes, we know each other. We are college classmates."
The host glanced at the two of them and wondered why he felt that he was a little redundant standing there.
He said tactfully, "Why don't you two use one microphone?"
"Oh." Jiang Jibai had no choice but to hand over the microphone in his hand.
Gu Moyang lowered the microphone and handed it to her, "Don't you want to say something?"
He had finished speaking, so I had no choice but to continue.
Jiang Jibai pinched her skirt and said stiffly, "We know each other. We are college classmates."
Gu Moyang curled his lips.
"It turns out that handsome guy is the president of Wako Group!"
"Wow! These two look so good together, wow, wow, I'm so inexplicably attracted to them."
"I feel like there's something wrong with the way the handsome guy looks at us."
"It seems so, ha, his eyes are almost glued to you."
"Handsome guy, can you please move aside and let me come?"
Host: "Now that the guests are here, let's ask our illustrator to start painting."
Jiang Jibai's task is to show everyone the drawing function of the latest tablet model through this session.
The tablet she draws on is connected to a large screen.
So everyone present could clearly see her entire painting process.
To draw Gu Moyang in front of so many people.
Jiang Jibai let out a deep breath.
She took the tablet prepared for her by the organizer.
Someone was already sitting at the designated spot waiting for her.
She walked over to the chair in front of him and sat down.
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