"Oh, empress, this is complaining about the hardships of life. Do you want to go back with us?" complacent and funny, Caidie directly welcomed us.


    "Hum, it''s not all you!" she glanced angrily. The demon Rao didn''t want to pay attention to her. She directly stared at Chen Jiuzhi and asked, "Your Majesty, is it so difficult to see you?"


    "It''s not difficult, it''s not difficult. Haven''t we met once during the day? What''s so difficult?" Chen said modestly.


    "Your Majesty, are you feeling guilty? Do you feel unable to face me when you draw such a picture?" demon Rao came straight to the point and stopped being careless.


    "I''m... Sorry!" Chen jiuyu concluded, which really meant some guilt.


    "Demon Rao, what''s your identity? You dare to order and question your majesty. I think you want to rebel?" Caidie was very unhappy and stood in front of Chen Jiu.


    "Caidie, it was you who charmed your majesty here that made him make the move of losing morality and benevolence. Don''t you wake yourself up? Do you want to be the next enchantress?" the evil eyes stared at each other, and the demon Rao even scolded Caidie.


    "Oh, also enchanting girl, this hat is so big, demon Rao. That''s your sister. If you want to follow her footsteps, it can only be you, not me!" Caidie sneered and said bluntly: "it''s just a picture. If you can''t compare it, just admit defeat. Why pretend here?"


    "Painting? Butterfly, do you want a face? Take someone else''s painting and compare it to me. Do you think you will have a little sense of achievement even if you win?" demon Rao retorted: "it''s the first time I''ve seen such a cheap woman!"


    "What? Dare you call me cheap?" the butterfly pointed to her nose and was very angry.


    "You compare my painting with myself. It''s not cheap. What is it?" demon Rao had plenty of reasons and was very strong.


    "Oh? In that case, demon Rao, you are also a bitch?" the colorful butterfly suddenly laughed.


    "Are you crazy?" demon Rao gave a white look.


    "Crazy? Of course I''m not crazy, demon Rao. How many people do you count in your picture, and how many do you take? Look at my picture, this face is not mine, and other bodies are mine, and how many do I take? If it''s not my own beauty, I''m afraid your one is even worse, so if it''s cheaper, I can''t compare with you!" Caidie said sternly, make one ''s utmost efforts to fight for one ''s point of view.


    "What? What the hell is this? It doesn''t make sense!" demon Rao said, totally disapproving.


    "What has the final say?" you can''t tell. What is your majesty doing? "Butterfly Chen Jiu looked at him with compliment, and it was a great face to him.


    "Your Majesty, why don''t you judge others!" the demon Rao looked at Chen Jiu with resentment and flattery.


    "Cough, in terms of the composition ratio, the ratio of Caidie is indeed larger!" Chen Jiu said in some embarrassment, but only truthfully.


    "Listen, I''m much worse than you. You can compare me with other people''s images. Why can''t I borrow a face to compare you?" Caidie proudly waved the portrait, which can''t be refuted.


    "But why do you have to use mine? Did you draw my image with my consent?" demon Rao was angry. What''s the matter between himself and himself? It''s not good to lose, but what can you do if you win?


    "Funny, with your image, what else do you want? You ask so many people on the picture in your hand. Have you painted others and asked them to agree?" Caidie smiled disapprovingly.


    "This..." demon. Rao language knot, although I don''t agree, it seems that it''s really the same thing.


    "Demon Rao, are you afraid? If you are afraid, just bow to me and admit defeat. I don''t deliberately embarrass you. You don''t have to pretend to be poor here!" Caidie said proudly and provocatively.


    "Hum, if anyone is afraid, you can''t beat me like you!" the demon Rao was angry and agreed, because she thought she shouldn''t lose.


    "Tut Tut, look at you toothless!" the butterfly, without showing weakness, pointed to the picture and taunted.


    The two women quarreled with each other. After all, they took out their own pictures and were ready to compete again!


    "Zi..." when two paintings with different artistic conception are put together, the void becomes colorful and the canopy wall glows. No one knows what kind of feeling they will show when they intersect. No one knows what kind of charm and change they will produce when they are put together.


    Whose artistic conception can be better? Although Chen Jiu is the main painter, he doesn''t dare to judge easily!


    It is reasonable to say that the beauty of a work, a hole and a house is not different from the artistic conception of the last time. It is difficult for the butterfly to win. However, the fact is always so unexpected, because this time, the face in the butterfly painting has the face of the goddess of work.


    "This..." not only Chen Jiu looked at the two paintings, but also the two women. At this time, they no longer quarreled. They watched silently and their faces were very red.


    No longer dirty, no longer down. Different from the sharp contrast last time, the demon Rao''s picture of Bodhisattva is full of simple beauty, sincere beauty, construction beauty, natural beauty and longing beauty... This kind of beauty of the working people has not suppressed and belittled the picture of colorful butterflies!


    Demon Rao, she is still so beautiful. She can be called a Bodhisattva and a goddess of labor. But then look at the colorful butterfly, there is a trace of detached beauty.


    This feeling is like saying that the goddess of labor has worked hard all day. She deserves the love of God and the extreme happiness of men and women. This is the life she should have. Therefore, the artistic conception she gives is no longer dirty. Dirty, but harmonious. It should be like this!


    The things in the picture are somewhat down-to-earth, but when they complement the previous picture, they give people a kind of sacred beauty, which is vaguely superior to the beauty of labor, as if this is the final appeal of the goddess of labor, which is incomparable.


    "Ha ha, I''m sure to win this time!" although I don''t know art, Caidie obviously saw some ways, and cried proudly.


    "Hum, it''s just another way to scratch. Why do you win?" demon Rao disdained. In fact, he was also worried.


    "Don''t be unconvinced. Just let your majesty comment on it. Dare to compare it with me and burst that you haven''t discussed it!" Caidie clamored to Zhang Jian, who was willing to ask Chen Jiu again!


    "Your Majesty, you must make a fair judgment. It''s my face!" the demon Rao asked, but he pointed to the point. The man''s mouth has two skins. It depends on what Chen Jiu said.