My wife broadcast live, exposing my one billion tax bill

Chapter 2 The mission reveals its face and rewards horror

"The idler's leisure life system has started to bind."

system?

Jiang Quan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the golden finger that traveled through was delivered ten years later?

But Jiang Quan didn't have the surprise he imagined, and he didn't even have the slightest turmoil in his heart.

In the final analysis, no matter who it is, after ten years in this world, living with flowers, plants and trees every day, their mentality will be extremely peaceful.

It may be an exaggeration to see through the world of mortals, but it is difficult to meet great joy and great sorrow.

Then, a series of voices from the system really shocked Jiang Quan.

"The leisurely life system has been bound!"

"Host: Jiang Quan."

"The first system task - show your face in Pi Xiaoyou's live broadcast room."

"A copy of "Landscape of Qingming Festival" will be rewarded for successful mission."

Hearing this, Jiang Quan was overjoyed.

Different from his calm appearance, there was a flicker of fanaticism in his eyes.

From the previous life, Jiang Quan's only hobby was landscape calligraphy and painting, and it is the same in this life.

Even after living in seclusion in the mountains for more than ten years, it has not weakened by half.

And he also knows calligraphy and painting extremely well.

"Landscapes of Qingming Festival"

It was lost during the Qing Dynasty, was found later, and was finally auctioned off at a price of 80 million.

That's right, eighty million.

For some people who don't know how to do it, they must think that some lunatic would draw 80 million yuan to buy a painting.

In Jiang Quan's view, it was priceless.

Its value cannot be measured by money.

but……

Jiang Quan frowned slightly, although he wanted to get this painting very much, but it appeared in the ruffian Xiaoyou live broadcast room.

It's not appropriate emotionally or rationally.

Jiang Quan got up slowly, turned his eyes and thought.

The system really thought that as long as he showed his face in the live broadcast room, it should be fine if he happened to pass by there.

Jiang Quan passed behind Pi Xiaoyou nonchalantly for only two seconds.

But sharp-eyed netizens immediately took screenshots.

Crazy to ask.

"Who was that man just now!"

"Damn, what's the situation, woman! You have a new love?"

"Sister ruffian quickly let the brothers meet the man who passed by!"

"Don't hide it from me!"

"Hey, brothers, I took a screenshot and sent me Douyin, go and see for yourself!"

"I'm stupid! So handsome!"

...

While the audience was talking non-stop, a sentence in Danish appeared on the screen.

[Housing Guan] (youyou's loyal suitor): "What's the situation, you dare to find a man behind our backs!"

[Housing Manager] (Youyou is mine): "Be honest! What the hell is that!"

...

[House Management] (no dating allowed): "Break up immediately! You belong to us!"

Ruffian Xiaoxiao was not very interested at all, but when these housing managers messed with him, he became even more furious.

"Why do you want me to take care of my old lady?" These housekeepers like to chatter on weekdays.

Relying on the fact that he is an old fan, the anchor will not take care of the mentality of an old fan.

No, it exploded the resentment accumulated by Xiaoxiao.

"My old lady just doesn't care, what's the matter!"

"He's not my boyfriend! He's my husband!"

"I dote on you too much, don't you! You gave me the upper line!"

...

This is not true, the whole brain was shaken out in one go.

【Zhou Jingyi】(drunk version): "This...what's the matter?"

"Miss Ruffian is exploding!"

"What rhythm, what the hell is my husband! Sister ruffian! Please answer!"

"Oh, don't be afraid that it's some big money on the list!"

"Keep your mouth clean, and the black fans who come from nowhere don't take pictures of yourself!"

Unexpectedly, when this happened, the number of viewers exploded.

The popularity value jumped to 500w.

When the ruffian Xiaoyou came back to his senses, he secretly thought something was wrong.

Opened WeChat, and as expected, a bunch of cronies came to greet me.

【Zhou Jingyi】: Why are you still married?

[Big watermelon]: Big sister! What's the matter with you! Am I going to take the money with me?

[Bad old man]: Xiaoyou, what's going on in your live broadcast room!

...It's a big shit, even her father came to ask.

On the other side, Jiang Quan, who thought it was okay to show his face for two seconds, was not calm anymore.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task. You have been rewarded with a pair of "Landscapes of the Qingming Festival". It is now hanging in the host's study. Please check it."

"Today's mission has been completed, and the refresh time of the next mission is encouraged: 1 day, 23:59:59."

Jiang Quan kept calm and went to the study on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the door, he was attracted by a pair of calligraphy and painting hanging on the north wall.

obviously.

That is "Qingming Landscape Map"!

It is in the form of ink painting, with a poem in the upper right corner.

The whole is magnificent and natural.

After appreciating for a moment, Jiang Quan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he underestimated this golden finger.

I didn't expect that what I didn't get in the previous life, I was lucky enough to fall into my hands in this life.

In this life, although he didn't climb to the top like in his previous life, he was still a son of a good family. Later, both his parents had accidents, so he was the only one left.

"This splashed ink, this handwriting, this structure..."

Jiang Quan couldn't help sighing and admiring him.

Some rich people always like to buy some gold, silver, jewelry or luxury goods to satisfy their show off mentality, Huo Shi to curry favor with women.

But there are very few people who can understand those things that are really worth collecting.

For the first time, he was looking forward to the new mission two days later.

Downstairs, Xiaoyou saw that the situation was not good, so he decisively turned off the live broadcast

Who would have thought that the moment she turned off the live broadcast one second, her mother's phone call would come quietly the next second.

"Mom! I said that this is my own choice! Oh, I know! Can you trust me a little bit, don't be so overreacted!" Pi Xiaoyou said helplessly.

Jiang Quan, who was still immersed in joy, noticed the sound downstairs.

Shouldn't she be broadcasting live?

Jiang Quan went downstairs.

When passing by the courtyard, he still heard the phrase "he is no bigger than me" and "only one round..."

Jiang Quan's skeletal hand touched the tip of his nose.

Thinking about it, I just arrived at something.

Walk in the direction of Pi Xiaoyou.

"It's really handsome."

Pi Xiaoyou murmured subconsciously.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you son of a bitch! Is it that man!"

"Ah! Mom, I won't talk to you yet!" Pi Xiaoyou resolutely hung up the phone and looked at Jiang Quan in embarrassment.

But Dong's mother on the other side of the phone was so angry that she almost didn't come up. Poor Dong's father was about to suffer.

"Look at the good daughter you have taught!"

"I found a man who can call you brother and brother!"

Pi Xiaoyou looked at the man in front of him, looked left and right.

No matter how you look at it, you are a few years older than me! It doesn't look like he's a round older than me at all!

And the boys her age are either still picking up girls and playing games, or they are not self-motivated.

Uncle is so nice!

Not very rich though.

But very beautiful! The sound is also nice!

"Just now, sorry."

Jiang Quan thought it was him who caused the trouble, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes. Why did he lose his mind as soon as he heard "Qingming Landscape Picture", just like a twenty-year-old kid.

Gotta apologize.

"If your parents don't agree, we can go for a divorce tomorrow."

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