Chapter 35: chapter 35

The night before the opening day, Tang Shumi used m-tree's official Weibo to clarify the "tear painting" incident that day.
The audio for a minute and a half stunned the crowd.
"Since you look down on my painting, why steal it to participate in the competition?"
"Do you think I want it? It's not because my painting accidentally got wet by my mother!"
"This is why you steal other people's work?"
"Yes, I stole your painting."
"If my painting is not wet, I can definitely take the special class."
The two Weibo posts that Tang Ci posted a few days ago were turned up and the crowd laughed.
Immediately afterwards, there was another big V picking up. The little cabbage who stood up to speak for Tang Ci was actually her own trumpet.
[What a peerless white lotus, how can it be called Xiaobaicai? It should be called Xiaobaihua! 】
[I almost believed it, the vicious step sister can't get rid of it. 】
[Fuck, it's too disgusting, but also a lawyer's letter to warn bloggers to spread rumors? ? ? 】
[What kind of people still stand up to "maintain" my sister, saying that my sister is young and ignorant. 】
[Steal the dog, get out of the art circle! 】
...
Tang Ci's brain powder is still washing the floor, and it is reasonable to say that the audio is fake and synthetic.
Some people who eat melon immediately turned out the vlog of Tang porcelain and compared it with professional software.
After comparing several of her voices in vlog, only one conclusion was reached.
The sound in the audio is Tang porcelain's own, and there is no synthesis.
Brain residue powder continues to wash.
[Are you funny? She synthesized the voice of Porcelain, of course Porcelain's voice. 】
[Yes, now that technology is so advanced, no sound can be synthesized! 】
[I have been a fan of Tang porcelain for three years. I still don’t know who she is? Don't be fooled, the audio is really fake. 】
...
The people eating melons let the washing dogs roll.
After Tang Shumi sent a clarification Weibo, she did not watch the comment area.
It was not to see people scold Tang Ci, she just announced the truth to the public.
As for what Tang Ci was said by others, she did it herself. She didn't want to know, and she didn't need to know.
The next day.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, the sun just rose.
Tang Shumi stood in front of the museum in a high-set dress, with exquisite makeup and outstanding temperament.
Next to him are Xu Mingzhu, who is also dressed up in grand style, and Xu Jiahuan, who is in suit and leather shoes.
Xu Jiahuan reposted and liked m-tree's opening blog a few days ago, and fans speculated that Xu Jiahuan was the mysterious guest mentioned in Weibo.
Unexpectedly, Xu Jiahuan really came.
The asphalt road in front of the pavilion was fenced off, and a dozen traffic control vehicles were parked on the side of the road.
At half past nine, the ribbon cutting began.
Tang Shumi held a pair of golden scissors and cut the ribbon with Xu Jiahuan, Chen Mobai and several other special guests.
After the ribbon-cutting, the museum officially opened to the public.
One thousand selected visitors were divided into five groups according to time.
The opening ceremony of the M-tree Art Museum came to a successful conclusion.
On the other hand, the gallery on the opposite side of the street was closed and there was no one.
Soon after Tang Shumi's audio was released last night, Tang Ci issued a tragic article with a full 3,000 words.
Probably the content is: I have never done these things. I am not the person in the audio. I don't know why this happened. Why did my sister treat me like this. I also said that I have a clear conscience, and I am ashamed of the fans who are looking forward to the museum.
The last sentence reads: I am sorry and helpless to postpone the opening of the museum, but I have a clear conscience.
Tang Shumi didn't read the article at all, but Xu Mingzhu caught her face and grabbed the four words to show her.
Have a clear conscience?
Thanks to her speaking, Tang Shumi just wanted to laugh.
The matter is not over here. On the evening of the opening day, the official website of Ji's Group issued a notice that the area code of Expo City a1 will be renovated and the art museum of Tang Porcelain is within the painted area.
It is said that few people would believe it by accident.
In addition to the art gallery, there are only two other small shops in the repair area.
Moreover, a small area of ​​rectification can actually allow Ji's official blog.
The people who eat melon can think of it without thinking that it is the boss who is venting his anger for the little wife.
Tang Porcelain's art museum is like this, completely gone.
The comment area applauded for a while, and some people posted the grand occasion of m-tree ribbon cutting.
[Is the one in the middle of Mr. Ba’s little wife? 】
The people who eat melon spontaneously gave Tang Shumi the nickname "Little Jiao Wife", and some even carried the prefix "General Manager".
It can be seen that Tang Shumi's brain is pumping and her stomach hurts.
Fortunately, except for the words of President Ba's Xiaojiao wife, the rest are praise her.
[What kind of fairy face is this? ? ? It's so good! ! ! 】
[It's not that I said, the first-line female celebrities are not as good as her. 】
[Awsl, can I her from the master? 】
[Sister upstairs, be careful that your house is "renovated" [狗头]]
...
[The skirt is the autumn high-end of the G family, the shoes are the limited edition of the L family collection, the necklace sells for 10 million is the sea blue pearl, and the diamond ring on the hand... my god, it is a shining star with a price of 8.92 million US dollars ! 】
[This is the real Bai Fumei! Do not! It's Bai Fumei in Bai Fumei! 】
[Shining star? ! Is it the legendary 11a diamond? 】
[Yes, I went to check that it was taken by a wealthy businessman in China. 】
[Harm, isn't that just President Ji. 】
...
[Although...Why do I envy Mr. Ji? ! 】
[Oh, me too, as a girl, I prefer Miss Fairy. 】
【+1】
【+2】
【+3】
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The rainbow farts in the comment area were so colorful that Tang Shumi's tail would be lifted into the sky.
She sent a screenshot to Ji Linchen on WeChat.
Tang Shumi: [Picture]
Tang Shumi: [Picture]
Tang Shumi: [See? Your love rivals are tens of thousands, and I advise you to treat this fairy "Tsao Jiao" well]
Ji Linchen: [If they knew that the little fairy would cost hundreds of millions of pocket money a year, they would have run out of it]
Tang Shumi: 【……】
Ji Linchen: [. 】
Tang Shumi: [? 】
Ji Linchen: [. 】
Tang Shumi: [? ? ? 】
Ji Linchen: [. 】
Talking to Ji Linchen can be annoying, and talking on the phone can be annoying.
Unexpectedly, talking about WeChat can kill popularity.
Tang Shumi decided to ignore his lack of emotion, which may be mocking or speechless."
Tang Shumi: [Remember to be home on time at 8 o'clock on Sunday. 】
Ji Linchen: [Hmm. 】
As soon as the opening day passed, Tang Shumi came alive in an instant, and her whole body became extremely relaxed.
The cooking is also handy.
Soon it was Sunday.
Tang Shumi went to the market to buy vegetables early in the morning.
The chef told her that the vegetables in the supermarket were not as fresh as those bought in the market.
She refused to be accompanied by her servant and entered the vegetable market alone.
The environment of the vegetable market is bad and the smell is unpleasant.
This is her first time in the market.
The ground was so dirty that she couldn't get her feet down. Tang Shumi stood on her toes and walked carefully on a clean place.
The vendors who set up the stalls around and the aunt who buys vegetables all look at her with a crazy look.
Tang Shumi didn't care, she just felt sorry for her clothes.
When passing by a fish shop, the hawker was holding a bowl of noodles and enthusiastically shouted to her: "Do you want to buy fish? Our fish is caught in the river, not farmed fish."
A strong fishy smell rushed forward, and his stomach churned. Tang Shumi squeezed her nose, "Bring me one."
"Grass carp or silver carp?"
"Crucian."
The chef taught her braised crucian.
Tang Shumi Lanhua pointed to the wet plastic bag, and the live fish in the bag were still running around. She stretched her hands far away, and her expression of disgust made the fish seller very puzzled.
Is he selling fish or shit?
Tang Shumi continued to shuttle carefully in the crowd, not only to protect her fish, but also to prevent her clothes from being caught by the aunt's Cai Lanzi.
She vowed that next time she would grab Ji Linchen to the market to buy vegetables.
Let him know how difficult it is for her.
Passing by the meat area.
"Beauty, don't you buy meat?"
The fat butcher behind the butcher was carrying a machete, and he was smiling.
"..." Tang Shumi looked at the pig's head hanging in front of her for a while.
The butcher thought she wanted to buy a pig's head, and hurriedly picked up the pig's head and leaned in front of her: "This pig's head is very fresh. It was just killed this morning. Come on?"
Tang Shumi ran away.
7:40 in the evening.
Tang Shumi brought the last dish to the table, and hurriedly returned to the bedroom to put on the lotus root pink skirt that she had chosen.
She sat in front of the vanity mirror, carefully selected an exquisite clavicle chain, and raised her hand to fasten it.
Tonight’s makeup is not as glamorous as before. A light warm orange blush is swept on the cheeks, and the lipstick is also pink, with full pearly luster.
She has thin lips, small, and looks very sweet.
Change the old cold and luxury.
Sitting at the dining table, Tang Shumi smiled satisfied looking at her results over the past few days.
Ji Linchen will definitely be surprised.
The hour hand points to 8 o'clock.
Tick--
The crisp sound spread to every place in Mingyuan.
Tang Shumi looked at the entrance and raised her ears, lest she miss the sound of opening the door.
Arranged with Ji Linchen that day at 8 o'clock in the evening, one second will not work.
Ji Linchen has always been punctual.
After a while, no movement was heard.
Tang Shumi turned on the phone and checked the time.
It was five minutes late, Tang Shumi frowned, a little unhappy.
But in his heart, he was still faintly looking forward to the expression of Ji Linchen seeing this table of dishes.
The plane was delayed and traffic jams on the road.
She could understand it ten or twenty minutes late.
Tang Shumi quietly waited for Ji Linchen to return home.
Time passed by every minute.
Long and suffering.
The smile on her face was almost unstoppable, and the corners of her lips gradually drooped.
Tick--
She raised her eyes to look at the wall clock.
If the last "tick" was joy, then this one was disappointment.
The hour hand points to 9, and the minute hand is still moving forward mechanically.
Tang Shumi stared at the minute hand, the more she looked at it, the more she felt mocked.
She took a deep breath, picked up the phone, unlocked it, and opened the address book.
The call hasn't been dialed yet, there is a "ding" and the text message sounds.
It was sent by Ji Linchen.
[Emergency situation, come back tomorrow. 】
The screen remained on the text message interface, she stared at the eight characters in a daze.
She was waiting, waiting for the next text message, or the phone rang.
Give her an explanation, a supplement to the emergency.
It's a pity that the phone lay quietly on the table.
No sound is heard.
The room was dark.
It was the light she turned off to give Ji Linchen a surprise.
Everyone in Mingyuan, except for the guards and security guards, was on vacation tonight.
The more Tang Shumi thought about it, the more funny she became, and the more she laughed, the more she wanted to cry.
After 10 minutes, she got up, brought the dishes on the table into the kitchen one by one, and then dumped them into the trash can.
The whole process was expressionless.
She called Xu Mingzhu.
Before going out, I also threw the phone in the trash can.
This time, she will not forgive easily.