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It is also impossible to really give a musical instrument to the teacher. The teacher's own musical instrument has been played for so many years. In the teacher's own words, the emotion comes out, and no matter how good it is, it will not catch the eye!So giving it to the teacher is also falling dust.

After thinking about it, Jian Suwei decided to start with diet. Mr. Che loves tea, especially the old Tongxing tea cakes, so Jian Suwei bought him two pieces of old Tongxing tea cakes, which were already packaged. You can take out the extra packaging if you need it.

Jian Suwei looked at the well-packed old Tongxing tea cakes on the table, and typed a reply with one hand.

[Jian Suwei: Thinking that the teacher doesn't have anything to eat, he just likes to drink tea, so I bought him two old Tongxing tea cakes. ]

[Xu Chang: Xiao Wei still has an idea, I don't even know what to give. ]

Jian Suwei also imitated Xu Kitz in teasing Xu Chang.

[Jane Suwei: Just bring yourself with you. ]

[Xuchang: ...]

Jian Suwei ate breakfast while chatting with everyone. At this time, she was almost done eating. After packing up the breakfast box, she was going to go downstairs for a stroll.

Teacher Che Wenyu's birthday party was held in the afternoon. Jian Suwei's hotel was very close to Teacher Che's home, so there was no need to go too early. In addition, the sun was shining today, making it suitable for an early run to enjoy the sights of Paris.

Jian Suwei changed into her sportswear and went downstairs. She even wore a peaked cap when she left. Who said he is not too popular now, but it is better to avoid unnecessary troubles.

When Jian Suwei went downstairs, there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, which hadn't melted yet. The sun shone on the snow, and also on Jian Suwei's body. He was always afraid of the cold, but he didn't feel the cold.

The air in the morning is always very fresh, and snowy days are no exception, and the sun is shining today, with blue and white clouds floating in the sky, Jian Suwei feels that his sight has opened up a lot.

Jian Suwei ran by the bridge for a while and stopped, and was stopped by a Frenchman as soon as she got off the bridge.

"Sir, do you want a sketch? You look very cute."

Jian Suwei looked back, he was a blond French man with a paintbrush and he didn't know what he was tracing.

Street artist?

This word flashed through Jian Suwei's mind.

The man smiled again and said, "Free, I'm pretty good at drawing. If you're not in a hurry, just draw one. Sketching is pretty fast."

Jian Suwei didn't have any plans in the morning, so he simply stayed and drew one. He smiled and said to the French man, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, let's make a pose! Whether you're standing or sitting, there's a chair here." The man said as he prepared to draw, and the drawing board was replaced with a canvas.

"Stand!"

The only star in Jiansu, who took over some advertising endorsements and magazine covers, found the angle and posture in a short time and stood at the corner of the bridge, with one hand on the bridge arm, one leg slightly bent, and the sole of the shoe resting on the bridge arm. He was still wearing a peaked cap, so he just pressed the brim of the peaked cap lower and lowered his head slightly.

"Very good, just keep this posture."

The paintbrush in the man's hand turned and landed on the canvas, black, white and gray were printed on the white canvas.

The author has something to say: It's really difficult to write more, I always write some useless manuscripts.

chapter/6

Duan Sui's work schedule is very full, and he came to France to film.

There was a fight scene today, and I was planning to use the moves to stand in for the body, but Duan Sui wanted to play in person temporarily, and asked the action director for a lot of moves.

"Let me demonstrate it to you first. This leg must be bent hard." The action director said while doing it, with some sweat dripping from his face.

"Hands are raising a little bit, and feet are moving a little bit to the left"

The action guide said lala, and Duan Sui followed his advice.

Duan Sui's ability to accept is very high, and in a short while, he did a job that was far from the standard action.

"Very good, that's it, the movements are very smooth, as expected of a movie king."

Before the action director finished his praise, Duan Sui was called away by the director.

When Duan Sui walked over to film the scene, he was accidentally bumped by the little brother who was carrying the props, and his finger was directly knocked open. The wound was not big, but it was bleeding.

The little brother who moved the props quickly apologized, "I'm really sorry, I was too anxious when moving the props, are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Duan Sui glanced at his finger, it was just a small cut, not a big problem.

He glanced at the little brother who was full of panic and guilt, "It's okay."

Tang Jiang, Duan Sui's assistant, came over in a hurry, saw the injury on Duan Sui's finger clearly, and asked with concern, "Is your hand okay? Hurry up and deal with it, don't get inflamed."

Tang Jiang glanced at the little brother who didn't know how to move things again, and said unhappily, "You should watch when you walk. Fortunately, it's just a small injury, just deal with it casually. If it's a serious injury, how can you be responsible?"

"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect him to come over." The little brother lowered his head and said guiltily.

"He didn't do it on purpose, so don't embarrass him," Duan Sui said again, "Move the props there quickly! I'll take care of the wound first, and I'll continue shooting later."

"Okay." The boy nodded.

After Duan Sui finished speaking, he walked to his single changing room without turning his head, and Jiang Tang immediately followed.

In the dressing room, Jiang Tang wanted to follow him in, but was stopped by Duan Sui.

"You don't need to follow, and it's not a serious injury. There is a medical box in the changing room, so I can handle it myself." Duan Sui said as he entered the changing room, and closed the door behind his back.

The medical kit in the dressing room was prepared by Duan Sui himself. For acting, it is inevitable that there will be some minor injuries, so it is convenient for him to stay by himself.

Duan Sui opened the medical kit, took out iodine and cotton swabs, disinfected his fingers, and put a band-aid on them.

The French man draws sketches very quickly. In ten minutes, Jian Suwei's sketches were finished.

"Okay, the painting is finished, come and take a look."

Jian Suwei walked over to look at his own portrait, the painting is pretty good, with his own charm in it, even the background next to it is outlined, it looks very artistic.

"Wow, it looks great." Jian Suwei smiled at the man and gave a high evaluation.

"As long as you like it, you can take this painting away. You look so temperamental. It's been a long time since you painted so casually."

"Huh?" Jian Suwei twitched the corner of his mouth, "Aren't street performers wanton enough?"

"Ahaha, it's just a personal hobby, I only come out occasionally to show off my painting skills."

While chatting with him, the artist unloaded the painting from the drawing board, rolled it up, put it in a special box, and handed it to Jian Suwei.

Jian Suwei stretched out her white and clean hand, took the painting, and said, "It's good to be able to stick to your hobbies, isn't life all about pleasing yourself!"

The painter didn't take his words, but boasted, "Your hands are pretty."

Jian Suwei has heard many people say that his hands are good-looking, and it has been the same since he was a child. If a person is praised for his good-looking hands since he was a child, it is hard for him not to know it.

He was naturally aware of this, and politely replied, "Thank you."

After Jian Suwei strolled by the bridge, he went back to the hotel he booked. He didn't let his assistant follow him when he came to France this time, so he thought it was unnecessary.

Opening the mobile phone game, Jian Suwei tried hard to break the highest record.

After playing for a while, Jian Suwei went to look at the group chat again.

[Yu Qiulan: I have arrived at the teacher's house, and I am chatting with the teacher.picture, jpg.]

[Xu Chang: I have arrived in Paris, France, and I am rushing to my teacher's house. ]

[Xu Kitz: I'm almost there too. ]

The chat in the group was hot, but Fang Xinou still didn't see Fang Xinou speaking in it.

This guy is gone again, what are you doing?

Jian Suwei sent a message.

[Jian Suwei: I'll go right away, you guys wait, see you later. ]

Jian Suwei went to the room to change her clothes, it was a black suit, it was the teacher's birthday party anyway, so it had to be more formal.

After changing clothes, Jian Suwei took gifts and set off to the teacher's birthday party. The people who came were all old friends and friends of Teacher Che, such as Fang Xinou's teacher Wen Yangqiu. His friendship with Teacher Che can be said to be a year-end friendship.

After ten minutes of driving, time passed by in a flash, and Jian Suwei got off at the station.

"Xiao Wei, you have counted."

Fang Xinou called Jian Suwei, Jian Suwei looked back, and saw Fang Xinou leaning against the stop sign, holding his mobile phone in his hand, looking up at him.

"You are here like this? You don't chat in the group, I thought what happened to you!"

Jian Suwei walked towards Fang Xinou.

"I'm fine, I'm waiting for you here!" Fang Xinou said with a smile.

Jian Suwei asked: "So you didn't drive here?"

"Let Ren Yingxian drive the car away in the morning." Fang Xinou replied unnaturally.

"Well." It's normal for friends to borrow each other's car to drive sometimes, and it's even more normal for the two of them to have that kind of relationship, Jian Suwei didn't ask much.

"Then let's go!" Jian Suwei said again.

"Is this the tea you brought with Mr. Che? I'm different, I brought the wine."

"Why bring wine? I remember Teacher Che doesn't like drinking." Jian Suwei asked with some doubts.

"You don't understand. If you don't like to drink, it doesn't mean you don't like it. Besides, my wine is specially made, especially suitable for the elderly. It is good for the body. The most important thing is the taste. It's really good." Fang Xinou began to praise his wine.

Jian Suwei glanced at the wine in Fang Xinou's hand and asked, "Have you ever drank it?"

Fang Xinou: "Of course I drank it. If it doesn't taste good, do I have the nerve to give it to Teacher Che?"

Jian Suwei let out a thoughtful "hmm".

Fang Xinou: "What? Xiaowei, are you interested in this wine? Actually, I still have a bottle at home, why don't I give it to you to try?"

Jian Suwei is not interested in what the old people drink, and You Jingcheng has been pouring barley and red bean tea before, and now there is another ghost