Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 703 You Are a Treasure of Art

Nancy received the news from Pooh, and Edmund went to Michelson to find Clement, but was dismissed by Clement.

Pooh said that this time he did not force Clement, but Clement himself cooperated.

Clement asked him to convey a message to Nancy, wanting to see Nancy and talk to her face to face.

Nancy didn't know if Clement had really figured it out, or if there was some other way to do it, it's a good thing that Clement could take a step back.

"As soon as the shooting here is over, I will go back." Nancy replied and hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Nancy saw a message from Edmund on the phone.

Edmund's news is nothing more than explaining Michelson's problem to her, asking her to perform more in the black top hat, and it is best to get North's help.

Nancy wondered whether Edmund thought too much of her charms, or really thought people were fools.

She had seen North's statement on the Internet a long time ago, and didn't take it to heart at all.

As Hill had told her, the Black Hat would not be involved with the family, and legal dignitaries like this.

Nancy didn't know exactly what North was going to do with such a statement, but there was no doubt that he couldn't really help her desperately.

In this regard, Nancy still accepted a love of love.

Because North's statement at this moment has already helped her, even if she doesn't do any practical things afterwards.

Nancy returned a message to Edmund, explaining calmly that she would never watch Michelson fall.

Edmund's reply was also very fast, and the words were full of praise and comfort for her, and every sentence stated that she was Miss Mitchelson, the only lady.

Nancy laughed lightly, planning to tie her up with benefits at this time.

Nancy put down her phone, checked the time and went to the shooting site.

Today is her last photoshoot.

Originally, Andrew had applied for more time for her.

It's just that Nancy still strives to finish it today.

In fact, it was completed yesterday. Today I mainly invite Nancy to go to see the work and see what needs to be revised.

This was not a late stage in which artists who participated in the election could participate, and Nancy became an exception.

When Nancy arrived at the scene, she could find that everyone was looking at her in the wrong way.

She knew very well that this was the aftermath of the Mitchelson incident, but she herself was the most common.

Andrew didn't talk nonsense. Seeing her coming, he went straight to the topic and let other irrelevant people leave.

It took me a whole morning to finish my work.

At the end, Andrew invited to the evening celebration dinner.

Nancy asked, "A celebration banquet?"

Andrew said: "Although some people have tight announcements and left after the filming was completed in advance, there will also be a group of people who will stay until the end, or deliberately wait until now, just for the final celebration banquet."

"The inviters who participated in this project during this period will still receive invitation letters and can come to participate."

Nancy joked: "There are not many people I want to meet this time, and there are more people waiting to see my jokes."

Andrew's expression was obviously serious.

Nancy burst out laughing immediately, and patted him on the shoulder, "Are my jokes so good-looking? Didn't you find that everyone who wants to see my jokes will always become a joke first."

Andrew was laughed at by Nancy's confidence, and he said seriously: "I want to introduce you to a few people."

Nancy understood Andrew's meaning as soon as she heard it, "I see, but I can't stay too long at the party."

"Huh?" Andrew heard what she meant, and asked, "Any other appointments?"

Nancy admitted generously: "Yes."

Several figures flashed in Andrew's mind, "It's more important than the black top hat's celebration banquet, which means that this person has a high status in your heart."

Nancy remained calm, "It's really important."

Andrew opened his mouth, a name was about to be blurted out, and he swallowed it back.

He said, "Well, I wish you a perfect date."

"Actually, people in black top hats are more free-thinking and don't care about leaving early."

"If you come to see more in the future, and cooperate more with the black top hat, you will find that this is a very interesting family."

Nancy walked out with him, listening to every word Andrew said, and waited for him to finish before saying: "Why do I feel that you are urging me to join the black top hat?"

Andrew: "I think I'm acting obvious."

Nancy said with a smile: "The black top hat is the highest music platform, so many people are begging to come in, but you poach me, I am so flattered."

Andrew said: "Because you are a genius among geniuses."

Approaching Nancy’s residence, Andrew stopped.

Nancy stopped with him, and humorously gave Andrew a lady's courtesy, "Thank you for your escort."

Andrew gave her a gentleman's etiquette in a serious manner, and then looked at Nancy.

The two laughed together.

People who happened to pass by looked at Andrew unexpectedly. Such a bright smile was rarely seen on Andrew's face.

Andrew smiled, but his eyes were extremely serious.

He said: "Because you are a gem of art."

Nancy was taken aback.

Andrew bent over Nancy, eyes downcast, almost reverent.

"The original reason why the father of music created the black top hat was not only as his diary, he said..."

"There are many geniuses who follow in the footsteps of their predecessors, but few geniuses who walk their own path."

"Because this road is a hundred times more difficult and full of thorns and sharp rocks, how many days will it take to fall halfway."

"Such geniuses are the treasures of art."

"The Black Top Hat welcomes every artist and wants to protect the treasures of art."

Andrew raised his eyes, the burning flames in his eyes were as bright as the surface of the lake under the sun, "Nancy, the black top hat can be your home, and this door is always open for you."

After Nancy and him looked at each other calmly for a few seconds, they smiled and said, "Can I take care of my family?"

Andrew paused, and then looked helplessly at Nancy.

Nancy looked innocent.

The Black Top Hat is indeed a haven for artists, but obviously, many of the people here are art lunatics.

They dedicated their lives to art.

Nancy understood that she couldn't do this.

The black top hat could be her home, but she already had a home, a home she wanted more.

Nancy gently touched her belly with her hand, her smile was calm but firm.

(End of this chapter)