Chapter 272 Fan Qingqing holds a solo exhibition

However, Fu Xie refused to go around her. I don't know if his warm breath was deliberately soft in her ear...

That voice seemed to be panting...

Gu Wei untied the tie nimbly with her fingers, and stuffed it into his pocket. Her hand fell in front of him and patted it.

"Thinking is a disease, which can be cured."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xie raised his hand to pull her, but she moved a step faster and grabbed Nuonuo and jumped out of the sofa directly.

She walked to the door, her tone concealed imperceptible teasing: "If you really can't help it, you can finish solving it here before going out, but take it easy and use paper, it's not good for your health."

Didn't you say that the tie is full of your own taste?
Then take it, what to do.

Hearing her words, Fu Xie's smile faded a little, his overly beautiful eyes darkened into the night, and as her back disappeared, the door of the lounge was also closed.

He snorted coldly, and the tip of his tongue touched his back teeth: "A Jiang, did I pretend for too long, she really thinks I won't lift?"

Ah Jiang glanced at him silently: You still know?
He also knew that he couldn't say this directly, because if he said it, he would definitely lose his salary this month.

So, "Patriarch, you just be yourself."

"Hey" he shook his head, "Then why doesn't she have any thoughts about me?"

Ah Jiang: Not everyone can withstand your driving all the time.

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For the art exhibition in the Central Academy of Fine Arts Hall, a steady stream of staff moved the carefully packaged paintings out one by one.

The middle-aged man standing next to him couldn't stop worrying.

"Be gentle, this painting is very expensive!" "This is going to be exhibited in the art hall, if you drop it, you won't be able to pay for it!"

Fan Qingqing, who came over with an umbrella, felt ashamed when he heard what he said, and her face drooped instantly.

"Dad, they are all professionals dispatched by the school, so you don't have to worry."

"Our studio is more professional! This exhibition is organized by the positive energy issued by the Communist Youth League. I'm not doing it for you, am I?"

Fan Qingqing glanced at him with mixed emotions.

For yourself?He is for his own glory and wealth, right?

She walked in and lowered her voice: "Ding Yi, will you come out and expose us?"

When Fan Dong heard this, he immediately shook his head.

"It's impossible."

Not to mention that his health is already very bad, but his health is not bad, and now the outside world basically rumors that she is Ding Yi.

Public opinion is on her side, and there is no evidence for Ding Yi's name.

My daughter is fully capable of copying Ding Yi's paintings, who can say clearly?
After hearing his words, Fan Qingqing felt relieved, "After the painting is finished in a while, you can go back with me. I still have something to do at school, so let's go first."

"Okay, pay attention."

Fan Qingqing nodded absently, and went to the office building alone with an umbrella.

After a while, she came to the entrance of the student conference hall, which was full of people, and the school leaders had been waiting for her outside.

"Qingqing, where did you go just now? The principal was still looking for you just now!" It was a female teacher who was speaking, and when she saw her coming, she immediately approached her.

Fan Qingqing suppressed the boredom in her heart, and raised a hypocritical smile: "I just took a look at the paintings that will be displayed in the exhibition hall. The personal exhibition will be held soon, and Director Cai is also coming. I have to pay attention."

"That's right, then go quickly, I'll explain where the principal is."

The teacher said with a gratified smile: "As soon as I entered school, I felt that you had the most potential. I didn't expect that your qualifications are deeper than our teachers. It's great!"

Fan Qingqing was so praised, her pride and joy were obvious.

"Artistic achievement is artistic achievement. I will not look down on the teachers because of my paintings. I also hope that I can bring glory to our school."

The female teacher froze for a moment in embarrassment.

 Some people can't even respect people, alas

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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