"What are you muttering about?"

Zheng Jing recovered from surprise. Ye Nantian also coughed a few times at this time and waved his hand directly.

"Nothing, I'm just praising this painting, nothing."

Ye Nantian touched his nose and said guiltily.

At this time, Ye Nantian finally knew who the Zuomen was, who was familiar with him.

During the gap between Ye Nantian's study of medicine, he was once fortunate to receive tips from a well-known painter, and he also had some skills in his paintings.

Zuomen is the apprentice of his mentor's wife. He accidentally saw Ye Nantian's painting and mentioned it to his mentor.

When his mentor's wife found Ye Nantian and said this, Ye Nantian refused, because Ye Nantian did not want to learn in depth in painting, and his main focus was on medicine.

In order to express his apology, Ye Nantian gave two words to the previous person, Zuomen.

One looks like the woman who was smiling just now that Zheng Jing showed Ye Nantian, and the other is the shipwreck.

"I didn't expect that this would happen."

Ye Nantian was still muttering to himself at this moment.

"Nan Tian, ​​you've been muttering here since the beginning. What are you talking about?"

Zheng Jing is not deaf. Although she can't hear what Ye Nantian said clearly, she can hear the sound at least.

"I mean, Zuomen is so amazing, and the drawings you draw are also beautiful."

Ye Nantian barely squeezed out a smile, but he felt a little relieved in his heart.

"The two paintings I just showed you are famous works by Zuomen, of course they are good."

Zheng Jing was also a little happy when she heard Ye Nantian praising his idol.

Ye Nantian sighed: "Are those two paintings of Xiaojing your favorite two paintings?"

When he asked this question with anticipation, Ye Nantian was full of expectations.

"Yes, I like the left door that starts with this smiling girl."

Zheng Jing held his computer and then glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer.

"Oh my god, time passes so quickly. It's seven o'clock in the morning now. The art exhibition is about to begin in two hours. Get my phone over!"

Zheng Jing patted her head, picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it behind her.

"What are you looking for with your phone here?"

Ye Nantian helplessly took out the charging cell phone from the table on the other side of the bedside table.

"I sent me a message in the middle of the night, why didn't I know!"

As soon as Zheng Jing got the phone, she screamed in surprise, not to mention that the text message was about to be his model.

"This...I took a look at this at that time, and then I forgot to tell you when I was too sleepy."

Ye Nantian felt that he was a little confused at this time, so he could only say vaguely.

"You..." "By the way, Xiaojing, don't you need to put on beautiful makeup when you go to the Zuomen art exhibition today?"

If Zheng Jing gets angry, as powerful as Ye Nantian, he will not have the advantage at all. At this time, he can only use makeup to show the painting to divert Zheng Jing's attention.

"I..." "Xiaojing, we have to go to the exhibition location for at least 30 minutes. Of course, I have to change my clothes well, otherwise it would be bad to embarrass you."

Ye Nantian said, holding his chin.

"Yes, what you said makes sense. There is not much time now, so it's OK to talk about this text message later!"

Zheng Jing took out his makeup bag from his bag in panic, and his heart was a little anxious.

Ye Nantian only let out a breath at this time.

"Ye Nantian, what are you still sitting there for? Get up and change your clothes quickly!"

After Zheng Jing finished taking his makeup bag, she saw that Ye Nantian was still standing there at this time, without any intention of moving. She put her hands on her waist, and for the first time she was so fierce to Ye Nantian.

"Okay, okay, I understand, I'll go there right now!"

Ye Nantian seemed to have received some order, and turned around and immediately turned off the bed. Seeing this, Zheng Jing rolled her eyes and then hurried into the bathroom to put on makeup.

...The Yanjing City Center Building is located on Wall Street, the most prosperous street in Yanjing City. It is a gathering place for the rich. Even if Maserati drives here, it will not make too many people here amazed. At most, they will take a look at it and then look away.

At this time, a bright yellow taxi was parked conspicuously on the land of Wall Street, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Soon, a man in the car, wearing a black suit and neat tie, came into people's sight.

The suit is straight and straight, with a gentle smile on his face.

The man stretched out his right hand, bent down, and invited the beautiful lady in the car to get out.

The straight and slender legs appeared first, and Zheng Jing, wearing a suit and dress, walked out of the car, elegant and beautiful.

These two are Ye Nantian and Zheng Jing.

"Xiao Jing, be careful!"

The high heels that Zheng Jing wore seemed to be a little too high. The moment she got off the car, due to the high heels, her body fell uncontrollably towards the left, and was caught by Ye Nantian on the side.

"It's okay, let me see."

Ye Nantian did not care about the gaze of the people around him, nor did he care about the fingers of the people around him. Ye Nantian was no longer surprised by such a scene as early as Zhonghai City.

However, Zheng Jing blushed at this time: "Nan Tian, ​​let's go to the art exhibition as soon as possible."

Her beautiful eyes looked around for a moment, and Zheng Jing's little face turned red suddenly. She pulled Ye Nantian's sleeve and said in a low voice.

"At a glance, I knew they were two poor paupers who had no money. They even had to take a taxi when they came to Wall Street. It was so funny."

"Yes, look at the way they look, I don't know what kind of miscellaneous clothes they are wearing, hahaha."

"The taxi driver next to him hasn't left yet. Do you think the one who drove the taxi inside is their friend?"

...The taxi did not drive away quickly, and the "TAXI" logo on the roof was particularly conspicuous, which made many people who came to Wall Street shopping look sideways, and the whispers were endless.

"Sir, your taxi has not been paid yet, it's thirty-nine yuan."

Perhaps the taxi driver in the car could not stand the gaze of others, and at this time he rolled open the window and said to Ye Nantian.

"Okay, I'll give it to you now."

Ye Nantian smiled and took out a banknote worth 100 yuan from his pocket and gave it to the taxi driver directly.

"No need to look for it, thank you for your hard work this time."
Chapter completed!