The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Everyone followed the direction in which she raised her hand, and their eyes returned to the model.

But I didn't know what to look at, so I searched everywhere, trying to find it myself before listening to the explanation.

"The pair of buttons on the collar."

"Mr. Lu is good at ink painting. His most famous works are four paintings of spring, summer, autumn and winter. I used them on the buttons, but only used a part of each one. You have to put the three together to see a complete painting."

Button?

She said buttonhole?

That thing with the coiled rope?
So the position of the painting has already been designed before it is plated, so that after it is plated, it can be seen as a partial painting?
This... this is too outrageous.

"Ms. Rose, did you consult me ​​when you designed the jewelry? Why did you take away some of my things and come here to ask for an explanation?"

Nan Jiaojiao brought the conflict back to the point with a few gentle words, and pointed directly at Rose, who was already pale on the stage.

As both are designers, in comparison, even though Rose is ahead, her statements do not hold water at all. And she knows that Nan Jiaojiao has already lost since she can fully express the theme elements.

It’s all Qin Qing’s fault!
When she was given the drawing and asked what the theme was, Qin Qing retorted, "You're a designer, can't you see?" She studied for a long time before she could tell the solar terms from the jewelry. She thought she had it all figured out, and besides, she had a reputation and fame over the years. She just added some of her own understanding. Anyone with a brain would know who was more convincing, her or a newcomer.

But the jewelry actually matches the clothes!
She looked as pale as death, but she couldn't get off the spot. This reminded her of the years she had lived under the shadow of her little sweetheart, and the humiliation was driving her crazy.

After all these years, she has finally found that there is no better designer than her except for Little Sweetheart. How could she do that? How could she!
It was all in vain on a newcomer!
"You're talking nonsense! I've never heard of Four Seasons Painting or Mr. Lu!"

"Mr. Lu, Lu Jianming, the president of the Architecture Association. He can draw and his achievements are quite good. His other name is Chu He."

As soon as Nan Jiaojiao finished speaking, the scene was silent for a few seconds.

I was wondering who this person was, and he seemed so familiar to me, as if I had heard of him somewhere or seen him on paper.

Until an old man in his sixties asked, "Are you talking about the one who is good at landscape painting, rarely sells his paintings, and most of them are in top art exhibitions, Chu He?"

Nan Jiaojiao faced the man and nodded politely, showing the humility of a young person. "That's right."

"It turned out to be him! It turned out to be Lu Jianming! This old guy, no wonder, I saw a lot of Chu He's paintings in his study, many of which I couldn't buy even with my connections. He refused to sell even after I offered him many times. I even asked him to introduce Chu He to me, but I didn't expect it was him. Oh no! This old guy has deceived me for more than 30 years!"

Nan Jiaojiao's heart trembled, things got out of hand.

She was afraid of being held accountable later, so she quickly helped explain: "You are too serious. Grandpa Lu paints purely for his hobby, not for profit. Many of the paintings in his study are useless but he can't bear to throw them away. He definitely can't just give them to you as a gift. I was too low-key not to tell you about his other identity."

"He keeps a low profile! He even keeps it a secret from us old friends. That's great!"

No matter how angry the old man was, he still had to be considerate in front of the younger generation. Moreover, he had to save face in front of everyone. (End of this chapter)