The Flirtatious Scheme of the Vicious General's Daughter Chapter 32

After Jiang Liangxi sent the letter out, he observed it for several days and did not find a fan to find it.
Moreover, Shen Fang has been busy training Jiang Yunting recently, and did not go to her...
There is no daytime, I don’t know it at night.
It is not very likely to feel.
Jiang Liang squatted and squatted, while watching Jiang Yunting training, while worrying.
Luck is not good, this protagonist and Bai Yueguang's work attitude are relatively slack.
However, she was originally in danger to survive, and changed her life. It is estimated that this kind of encounter is normal.
It’s like, with a lot of effort, it’s possible to have a chance to survive.
Nothing, steady, we can still win.
One can't, then two, two can't, then three.
Tomorrow she will write another one, and let people send the painting fan.
Learn to be strong.
Jiang Liang’s heart was solved, and he quickly enlightened himself.
However, when this was done, another thing came to my mind.
It is also an anecdote.
This is the case.
During this time, Jiang Liangzhu went to participate in several gatherings of the noble women's circle in Beijing.
This kind of gathering of noble women, according to the nature of her dead house, does not want to go. After all, most of the people inside do not know her, and she is afraid of the stuffing.
But some of them can't really push it.
Jiang Liangzhu went to the scalp, but fortunately, in such a public occasion, it is just that everyone is blowing each other's business. The cold and polite one-stop, the relationship is better, the more intimate, Jiang Liangyu, who is this When you first met, you focused on eating.
After attending three gatherings, she brought back five recipes. The Jiangfu kitchen has successfully made four passes and has refurbished three new designs.
Two of them won the praise of Jiang's three masters and became one of the reserved items in Jiang's recipes this quarter.
These are not important anymore. The only thing that makes Jiang Liangyu suffer is that every party has to add a little bit of gimmicks.
It used to be on the ice, but it has become colder and colder recently, and the ladies have become less and less fond of moving, and they have changed from the military test to the text test.
Biqin is better than poetry, and it’s time and again. Ginger coolly picks up the way of looking at the opponent’s opponent who looks more stunned than himself.
As a salted fish, she is satisfied.
But the problem is that she is not satisfied with the satisfaction, there is always someone to come to find something unpleasant.
Jiang Liangqi was originally arrogant and arrogant, and he had a straw bag. He was still beautiful, and he had a high-profile behavior. There were many people who could not understand her.
I feel that I am better than her and want to fight for the name of the first beauty in Beijing.
I feel that I am more talented than her.
Or simply looking at her is annoying.
In short, everyone wants to press her.
After winning, these people began to turn in front of her intentionally or unintentionally, and launched her feathers of victory.
There is also Song Xinrui.
Jiang Liangxi found that Song Xinrui’s mentality is really amazing.
She always thought about the fact that she encountered Jiang Liangyu in front of the garden on that day. She always felt that she had lost her face on the same day and thought about finding her way back.
I was afraid that the blatant aim against Jiang Liangzhu would be shaken out by her in public.
She is both jealous of her and wants to press her over to earn her face back.
Resentment, repression, and fear of her, but also have to compete.
The hidden secrets of the heart do not know how much to care about, but the surface has to be clouded.
This makes Jiang Liangyu feel a little annoyed.
She has compared them. These noble ladies are noble in reality, but they have not been mentioned in the text.
Everyone is a 18-line supporting role with no drama. There is nothing to fight for.
If there is no lens in this book, it will be cut off, why bother?
Although I don't want to care about it, Jiang Liangzhen really didn't want to see it again. Every time he finished the test, there was a circle of peacocks to show the victory of the mane in front of her.
However, there will be a new gathering tomorrow.
More than painting.
Jiang Liangxi sighed heavily.
Jiang Yunting, who had just done a wrong move, heard this sigh, his face was stiff, and he glanced carefully at her.
Because of this distraction, I have not escaped the next move.
Then, his arm hurt for a while, and the long stick in his hand flew straight out and slammed into Jiang Liangxi.
Jiang Yunting’s eyes widened, and then he quickly ran to Jiang Liangyu.
But his speed can't keep up.
When the long stick was able to reach the body of Jiang Liang, another long stick was thrown over and smashed.
The two overlapped and the danger fell in front of Jiang Liangyu.
Jiang Yunting breathed a sigh of relief and ran around Jiang Liang: "Sister! Are you injured? Sorry, blame me."
This change scared everyone in the courtyard, especially Jiang Liang's singer, but also panic, but also quickly surrounded.
Placed outside the crowd.
Just the long stick, naturally he was kneeling down. Apart from him, no one here has such a fast reaction speed and accurate position.
just……
He looked down and looked at his hand.
It’s so inexplicable.
When the stick was about to hit Jiang Liang’s arm, she panicked, but she was so scared that she couldn’t move in the same place, just to be seen by him.
She scared her shoulders and shrank.
At that moment, his heart was suddenly uncomfortable.
When I came over, I heard Jiang Liangqi shouting in the crowd: "Work injury! I am suffering from work-related injuries. I solemnly declare that tomorrow's party, I will not go."
Jiang Yunting has already gotten up with her. Apparently she is not hurt at all: "Where are you injured, your arm is still flexible?"
Jiang Liangxi did not care about it: "The murder of the stick swept me, I couldn't paint."
Jiang Yunting: ...
Jiang Liangxi still does not retreat: "I was also scared."
Jiang Yunting: ...
Jiang Liangqi Zhen Zhen has a word: "My soul's muse has retreated."
Jiang Yunting: ...
Jiang Liangzhu continued to remark: "The source of my wisdom has been cut off."
Jiang Yunting: ...
Jiang Yunting began to seriously reflect.
Why didn't the stick hit her?
Can I pick it up now and get it back?
Just as Jiang Liangyu forced the sound to grow louder, a light voice came in and interrupted her.
Sinking and standing not far away, looking at her with arms, asked: "What painting?"
Jiang Liangxi did not think that the accurate focus of the person turned out to be sinking.
She brought Jiang Yunting and Shen Fang to the study room and took out the paintings she had carefully painted in recent days. She explained a few words: "This is the twelfth painting of my painting. I will go to Houye’s house tomorrow, the post has been advanced. Written, tomorrow is a painting exhibition, everyone must bring a painting to the past."
As she spoke, she slowly exploded the drawing axis.
Jiang Yunting and Shen Fang looked down at the painting, and the scene was very quiet.
For a long while, Jiang Yunting opened his mouth first: "Sister, if you still pick one from the other eleven pairs, take it."
Jiang Liangyu silently took out eleven painting axes from behind and unfolded one by one.
On the big table, there are twelve pictures that seem to be obviously the same subject.
From the first to the twelfth, in the last one, it can be vaguely seen, this should be twelve chicken glutinous rice.
A chick that seems to have gotten half-length.
There are a few rice grains scattered around it that are not much smaller than its head.
There is a suspected thatched cottage.
It is the kind that may have collapsed after painting.
There is also a river next to it.
Just such a painting, even all of which must be full-tailed, titled poems, falling, stamped, and a very grandiose look.
Rao is Jiang Yunting who feels that he has been immersed in a bunch of who have not learned anything, and this will be affected by the soul.
Jiang Liangxi was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he still said something: "That... I want you to help me."
The sinking reaction quickly took the leg and went to the door of the study.
But it is already late, and Jiang Liang’s request has been poured into his ear.

Do you know a little famous literati or painter? I want to ask him to give me a word.

From his biological sister, Jiang Yunting realized for the first time that he was a arrogant and ignorant teenager.
He sincerely asked: "Sister, you have made a famous inscription on this painting, and I feel that I can be a famous now. What is the difference?"
Jiang Liangxi was ruthlessly rejected by Shen Fang and Jiang Yunting.
Very ruthless, very cold, very unrequited kind of rejection.
It is very helpless.
Jiang Liangyu scrolled the axis while screaming.
Her brush writing can still be written a little, Chinese painting is really not good.
She stayed in elementary school and painted two levels of shrimp and cabbage in the art class.
Who knows how fast it is drawn.
Jiang Yunting still ruthlessly ridiculed her next to her: "Sister, where do you come from, do you think that your painting is worthy of an inscription?"
Ginger cools his white eyes, and he is weak: "Do you think I think? It's not because every time the girls, I have to laugh at me. And Song Xinrui, obviously she is at a loss, and every time I have to press me. I don’t want to see it. I don’t want to see it every time they win me, will you show off in front of me like a peacock for a long time?

She thinks about tomorrow, she must sigh deeply: "Tomorrow, I have to be laughed again, I am so tired."
I have been silently putting aside the side, and suddenly said: "If you find a famous inscription for you, you can not be laughed at?"
Jiang Liangyu was unable to point his head down: "I don't know what they are wrong with. I have to help off-site every time. For the last time, the daughter of Zhang Shilang's family played badly. I don't know who I invited. It was played. Well, no one else laughs at her even if she is on her head."
"Last time than poetry, someone invited a person, it is said that Li Hongru's disciple, don't say it is not ridiculed, the audience held her, praised her even Li Hongru's disciples can invite, praise is not finished, and finally She took the lead – just like the poem she did.

After the eyebrows moved, Jiang Liang did not pay attention.
She is still downcast: "I also know that I paint poorly, so I think, if I can ask a famous person to write a word, maybe it will be mixed."
She rolled up the axis of the painting and held it to go to the cupboard. The dejected voice said: "Well, I also recognized myself. You continue to practice, I will paint for a while."
When she was in her hand, the drawing axis was suddenly taken away.
It is a sinking.
Jiang Liangyu looked at him with surprise.
Shen Fang: "I seem to be the identity of your present and your followers, the little master was laughed at, and it seems that the followers are also a little responsible."
Wow, that means...
Ginger cool and surprised eyes wide open.
Sinking on her round eyes, seeing the overflowing surprise, and gently snorted.
"Follow, Leopard brother will take you to win."
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"My boyfriend said that he is a dragon" by asking
Chu Yu, female, twenty-five years old, five-night office workers.
Occupation: Kitchen God.
The dark cooking skills are full, and the believers are stunned.
For four consecutive years, the assessment failed. If the fifth year is not qualified, she will be swept out by the Tianting resident office.
Faced with laid-off, she worked hard and practiced hard to improve her business.
So, the mortal boyfriend who was adopted by her woke up and saw the dark dishes at the table.
He picked up the bowl and looked heavy: "Hey, rest assured, I can eat, no problem. I have the body of the real dragon, and the poison is not invading!"
Chu Yu:...
This cockroach is getting worse and worse.
Life is hard, she not only wants to be unemployed, but also has to raise a second fool.
Later, Chu Yu discovered -
Is he really a dragon? !

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