Chapter 407 Someone Wants to Attract Senior Brother's Attention (3 More)

Song Fengwan was a little surprised when he saw the words on the invitation letter.

Gao Xue is about to hold a solo exhibition? This is the dream of every designer. She is holding the Heming Cup gold medal, so naturally a large number of people are willing to hold her.

This award is too high.

"Uncle Yan, do you want to see it?"

"Are you interested?" Yan Wangchuan tapped the steering wheel. The traffic in this part of the capital is really hard to describe, and it's terribly congested.

"She is our class teacher." Because she is an acquaintance, she must be more curious, "I came to Beijing to make up classes before, and she is the teacher of the remedial class and taught me."

"In fact, there are many truly talented people who did not participate in this competition, and are relatively indifferent to fame and fortune."

Song Fengwan was curious, "For example?"

"Your uncle, and my senior brothers."

"anything else?"

"Your cousin, he is talented, and he was taught and enlightened by his master himself, so naturally he will not be bad."

"Is there still you?" Song Fengwan asked with a smile.

Yan Wangchuan coughed, isn't this girl teasing him? He really dared to say anything in front of him. He remembered that Song Fengwan was very afraid of him before.

"If you want to see this exhibition, I can arrange a time and accompany you there."

"This is on the weekend, that's fine." Song Fengwan was also curious about what Gao Xue's works would look like.

"I went to your dean's office in the morning. I heard that your school is holding a design competition. Did you participate?" Yan Wangchuan asked, because all design drafts will be photographed and rubbed into fractions, with students' names hidden, and distributed to the Academy of Fine Arts. An authoritative teacher selection.

Liu Hong is one of them.

He is also the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts, so he naturally has a list of entries in his hand, but it doesn't match the number of works, unless he has taught and has a unique style of writing.

"I originally designed a picture, but I didn't think it was very good, so I abstained."

"Why?"

Song Fengwan smiled, but did not say the reason.

Yan Wangchuan sized her up from the corner of his eye.

As a designer, he naturally knew that when she learned to draw in the early stage, she used to imitate others. If she kept imitating a person, her painting style would be restricted and it would be difficult to break through and show her personal characteristics.

She has just entered freshman year, and she is afraid that she is also at this stage.

This needs to be tackled by oneself, and no one else can help.

**

The two arrived at the restaurant, and after ordering food, they waited a little anxiously because it was at the peak of the meal, and the serving speed was a bit slow.

At this time, a few suits and leather shoes suddenly came over, and they shouted from a distance, "Mr. Yan!"

Song Fengwan turned his head to look, and a group of people in their 40s and 50s walked over quickly, all with flattering smiles on their faces.

There were only two of them, and they didn't go to any private rooms. Moreover, in this restaurant, there are screens between each location, so they don't interfere with each other, and the privacy is good.

"I said you asked me to introduce the restaurant, but you didn't eat with us. This is accompanied by someone. This is..."

Yan Wangchuan never took Song Fengwan to public events, and these people were not from Nanjiang, so they had never seen her before.

I was afraid that I would not be able to grasp my identity and said the wrong thing.

He is well-known in the circle for keeping himself clean. Everyone knows that he married Qiao's daughter, but he also has a cheap daughter. According to his status, he can find anything, and he always feels sorry for him.

"My daughter." Yan Wangchuan introduced generously.

"So it's the daughter, she's so pretty, she's in college, right?" Several people immediately began to make official false compliments.

"Mr. Yan, we have a box inside, how about you and Ling Qianjin come and sit inside?"

"No need." Yan Wangchuan seldom talked, and he was not good at socializing, so he stopped talking after saying this.

It was also embarrassing for several people to stand there.

"Then you accompany my daughter, and we will come out to toast you later." After they finished speaking, they left in a little embarrassment.

Song Fengwan looked at the person opposite, "Uncle Yan, will you offend people if you socialize like this?"

"So I never socialize. I have rejected them several times. They came here by themselves." Yan Wangchuan took it for granted, "This is the organizer who designed the station on the weekend and has been inviting me to see the exhibition."

Their idea is actually very clear. Yan Wangchuan rarely attends events and has high prestige in the industry. If he can attend, it will be a publicity stunt.

"Isn't it normal to socialize?" Song Fengwan only remembered that Song Jingren used to have five or six social parties in a night.

"Business can be done in the office, why bring the wine table?" Yan Wangchuan asked rhetorically.

This time it was Song Fengwan who was speechless.

After the food was served, Yan Wangchuan asked Song Fengwan to eat faster.

That group of people obviously wanted to get close to Yan Wangchuan, so naturally they would not miss the slightest chance. They were halfway through their meal, and someone came over with drinks.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Song Fengwan was not used to this kind of occasion, and a group of middle-aged uncles might as well slip away first.

Yan Wangchuan frowned, this girl...

He has a sparse expression, and he is stupid and unsociable. He said that he was toasting with him, but it was basically the group of people who were chatting awkwardly, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

"Mr. Yan, if you drive later, don't drink. I did it. You can do whatever you want."

Yan Wangchuan glanced at him, but remained silent.

Song Fengwan originally hid to one side and watched for a while.

I found out that if you socialize with this kind of person, you probably drink yourself to death, and he won't even try to persuade you.

It's exhausting dealing with such stupid people.

**

Song Fengwan made a phone call with Fu Chen while going to the bathroom.

She herself didn't know why she and Fu Chen had so much to talk about and couldn't get enough of it, she saw that the time was almost up, "Stop talking, I have to go out, I guess those uncles have already left. "

"Well, tell me at school." Fu Chen was also really depressed.

After Fu Sinian and Yu Manxi, the old lady actually called him and kept saying that she was about to hug her great-granddaughter, what else did she say...

"Third, you are going to have a granddaughter!"

Fu Chen really wanted to hang up the phone.

Song Fengwan just hung up the phone and walked out when he saw a woman standing beside Yan Wangchuan.

It's fine if you don't know each other.

It was Gao Xue.

She was still wearing the suit she wore in class, decent and decent, holding a glass of wine, she kept smiling at Yan Wangchuan.

"Mr. Yan, I will look at the styles that you Yan's release every year. They are really beautiful. You have always been the idol of many people in the industry. To you..."

Song Fengwan folded his arms and stood not far away, watching quietly.

"It's the first time for me to hold a personal design exhibition. I really hope to get your criticism and correction?"

"I still have a lot of design drawings on hand. If it is convenient, can I ask you for advice?"

Speaking of this, Song Fengwan was dumbfounded.

Is this still the teacher Gao who taught her? Her impression of Gao Xue in the remedial class was not very good, and it was even worse at this moment.

What is asking for advice in private? Isn't it just asking Yan Wangchuan to meet her!

In the adult world,

This is a seductive invitation in disguise.

It's all about begging Yan Wangchuan to rule himself!

Can today's society still play like this?

The men around looked at each other, and naturally understood the meaning of the words, they just smiled and didn't say anything.

Song Fengwan didn't go there, and wanted to see how Yan Wangchuan would deal with this situation. Gao Xue was pretty good-looking. When she entered to teach, there was a long discussion on the school forum, saying that she was a "beautiful teacher".

Yan Wangchuan glanced at Gao Xue lightly, "The design drawing is very private, you and I don't know each other, and we don't have old friends, so it's not convenient to ask me."

"Before you went to Beijing University to recruit people, I also applied, but unfortunately I was not selected..."

Gao Xue gritted her teeth. In fact, she wanted to ask why Yan Shi came to the school to recruit people. She found a senior student and a master student, but she didn't like her. Could it be that her work is so bad?

Yan Wangchuan glanced at her and said directly:

"That means you're not qualified enough."

Gao Xue's face turned pale with a brush.

Song Fengwan stood not far away, seeing all this in his eyes.

Sure enough, it still hasn't changed, the expression is scarce, taciturn, but...

Open your mouth and you can poison people to death!

This Gao Xue is also stupid, looking at him like this, he also knows that you can't touch him, so if he goes up to him, he must be abused.

"Okay, why don't we go back and don't disturb President Yan's meal." Several people watched Yan Wang Chuanyouyan not enter, and they didn't even speak softly to him.

And the atmosphere is really awkward at the moment.

After all, he won the Heming Cup gold medal, do you think he is not qualified?

It's too arrogant.

People in the circle say that he is a [hard bone that a dog can't chew], which is not true at all.

"Mr. Gao, let's go." Someone pulled Gao Xue down.

This Gao Xue didn't know whether it was intentional or not, the glass in her hand was not steady, and half of the glass of wine was directly spilled on Yan Wangchuan.

Everyone was surprised.

Gao Xue turned pale with fright, "Mr. Yan, I'm really sorry, let me wipe it for you." She said, without caring whether to take a tissue or a handkerchief, and stretched out her hand towards Yan Wangchuan...

Song Fengwan was taken aback.

Get started right away?

This suffocating coquettish operation!

The third watch is over, and we are asking for tickets every day~

**

It is said that if you want someone like Senior Brother, you have never lied to someone you like before, let alone you...

What kind of onion are you?

Senior brother's words can really poison people to death.