Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Chapter 592: Plant picture, almost exposed

Lu Xia didn't want to continue mentioning the people and affairs of the Huo family. After speaking, she stood up and said, "Mom, I have to practice later, so I will go out first."

Although the brokerage company no longer gave her any resources, after knowing that she was the daughter of the Lu family, it would not be enough to hide her. The broker meant to keep her stable for a period of time before coming out when she had a chance.

So, although she would often be laughed at by other artists when she went to the training room, she endured it all.

She has an advantage that no one else can have, so she is really unwilling to give up the path of entertainment.

He Xiaoman didn't catch Lu Xia and continued to ask, but only waved at her.

Soon, He Xiaoman was the only one left in the whole hall. She was silent for a while, thinking of something, took the cell phone next to her, and called her mother.

**

Here, the live broadcast of "Pastoral Life".

After lunch, the two groups continued their unfinished house renovation tasks in the morning.

Although Xiao Moling's younger brother majored in landscape architecture, he didn't have much social experience. Fortunately, he had a strong understanding of spiritual power, so he was quite handy in house renovation.

In particular, Huo Yao’s voice prompts from time to time next to him. It only took less than three hours in the afternoon to use the materials prepared by the program team to complete the renovation of the house.

"The scheme of my sister is well designed, and the overall look has a retro style." Xiao Moling's younger brother praised him sincerely.

The original messy and dilapidated hut now has a new look. The house is filled with painted wooden furniture and decorations. The white walls are painted with plants of unknown names, and the outlines are full of publicity. Break the monotony.

The plant picture on the wall was painted behind Huo Yao.

Because of the good workmanship, even the photographer's eldest brother was amazed, so he deliberately gave some shots of the paintings on the wall for the audience to appreciate.

[Fuck, I can't see my sister's painting skills are so great! This hasn't been practiced for many years, and I'm afraid it can't reach this level, right? 】

[I just want to know what kind of grass this is painted? Or flowers? It looks strange and beautiful. 】

[Did I notice that my sister’s IQ is very high in the live broadcast room? Watching her communicate with Xiao Xiao's brother throughout the whole process, she hadn't drafted the size and distance conversion, so she could say it accurately and quickly. It was amazing. 】

[It can only be said that this is from the contempt of Xueba. 】

...

Somewhere on the earth, using a satellite signal to connect to the Internet, he accidentally clicked into a middle-aged man in the live broadcast room. When he saw the painting under the lens, especially the familiar plant, he was stunned. Up.

Isn't this Qiang Ye?

How could people outside know about this plant?

The middle-aged man looked a little in a trance. He then watched the live broadcast. There was a girl wearing a mask in the camera, who seemed very special, especially when she turned around and pointed the camera at her face, the look in those eyes was inexplicably familiar.

The man scratched his head and brought the phone closer. When he wanted to see clearly, the picture on the screen suddenly stopped. After two seconds, a reminder of ‘Dear, the network is not working well, please check the network status’ popped up.

the man:"..."

Then no matter what angles and positions he looked for, the satellite signal just couldn't connect anymore.

"What kind of shattered networking technology is also known as the future high-tech, tui! Rubbish! Get rid of the chain at the critical moment!"

The man cursed for a long time, and finally failed to connect to the Internet.

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