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Shu Qingmo thought that Fang Wanrou would put away "Hundred Steeds" in a fit of anger, but judging by the check-ins of the juniors in Moments, this painting is still placed in the most prominent position in the Fanghua Art Museum.

It seems that Fang Wanrou is also reluctant to give up the opportunity to increase the exposure of the museum.

After going to Beijing for the second time to record the program, Shu Qingmo did not return to Nancheng immediately, but was invited by Luo Zihang to participate in the foreign exchange exhibition held by Du Wensheng's private museum.

Du Wensheng is highly respected in the circle. This exhibition not only invited many foreign guests, but also many people in the industry came to join in.

"See that guy in the silver suit?"

Luo Zihang pulled Shu Qingmo to a corner, and signaled him with his eyes mysteriously, for fear of being discovered by the target person.

"The young man who is introducing the bronze wares?" Shu Qingmo stretched his neck and looked.

"Damn, don't be so obvious." Luo Zihang quickly poked Shu Qingmo with his elbow.

"Is he the man of your dreams?" Shu Qingmo jokingly looked away.

The young man was born with red lips and white teeth, and he was dressed in a silver suit, making him elegant and elegant, and his gestures and gestures revealed good upbringing.

"What a dream lover, so vulgar." Luo Zihang frowned and said in disgust.

"That's the crush." ​​Shu Qingmo said with a smile, "You have good vision, young man."

"Of course." Luo Zihang said, "His name is Du Yuyun, and he will graduate this year like me."

"So have you taken any action?" Shu Qingmo asked leisurely.

"Recently, I've been so busy every day, I don't have the heart to think about these things." Luo Zihang said.

"Didn't you say that you'll be free after you've been busy for a while?" Shu Qingmo said unceremoniously, "Then you should have a plan."

"Like I said, this matter is not as simple as you imagined." Luo Zihang said, "Besides, it's not like you can't see it, he's hard to chase after seeing it..."

"Stop." Shu Qingmo made a pause gesture, "Tell me the reason, I'm going to find someone now."

While chatting with Luo Zihang, Shu Qingmo caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

He walked up to that person quickly, and greeted him proactively, "Hello, Dean Chang."

Chang Yue'e stopped, looked at Shu Qingmo in surprise and said, "Xiao Shu?"

Before Shu Qingmo answered, Chang Yuee said again: "How are you preparing for the exam? I think you still have time to appear on TV shows, so you should be more confident?"

Shu Qingmo shook her head, smiled bitterly and said, "Dean Chang, I'm actually not preparing for the exam."

"No?" Chang Yue'e showed a puzzled look, "People from the personnel department said you plan to go to school, but they refused to come and work."

... The person from the personnel department said?

Shu Qingmo kept an eye out and asked, "Did the people from the Personnel Department say that it wasn't me who refused?"

"Not me?" Chang Yuee frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

Shu Qingmo understood immediately, but Chang Yue'e didn't seem to understand the reason.

"President Chang, I told you before that our family's situation is complicated." Shu Qingmo said.

"Yes." Chang Yuee nodded.

"My sister Shu Mengfu was also admitted to the museum." Shu Qingmo said, "She went a few days earlier than me and told the personnel department that I was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination. The personnel department did not confirm with me, so they canceled my admission. jobs."

"What?" Chang Yuee's expression was quite shocked, "Is there such a thing?"

"En." Shu Qingmo pursed his lips, even though it had been a while, he still felt angry when he mentioned it.

"Why didn't you come to me directly?" Chang Yue'e frowned and asked, "If I knew, I would never allow such a thing to happen!"

To be honest, Shu Qingmo didn't expect that the personnel from the personnel department didn't report the truth. He thought Chang Yue'e knew about it and acquiesced in this behavior.

But at this time, he didn't need to tell the truth, he said cryptically: "My sister is more powerful, and my stepmother...is not easy to mess with."

The meaning in the words was that he actually wanted to go to Chang Yue'e, but he was pressured by others and dared not go.

"I see." Chang Yue'e sighed with a serious expression, "I also know Mr. Shu's daughter-in-law, so I'll tell you a few words about her."

Shu Qingmo didn't make a statement, if he said thank you, it would seem that this was his intention, but if he said no, it would be cheaper for Fang Wanrou.

Chang Yue'e continued: "It's a pity that the position cannot be rearranged now. If you still want to come, I will reserve a position for you when I recruit next year."

When Shu Qingmo received a job offer for the second time, he was no longer as excited as last time, because now he was more inclined to go to school.

However, he did not directly refuse, after all, no one would think that there are too many ways to go.

He thanked Chang Yue'e, and then Chang Yue'e mentioned the "Hundred Steeds" he painted, saying that he would like to see it with his own eyes if he had the chance.

It wasn't until someone came to say hello to Chang Yue'e that she talked to Shu Qingmo dissatisfiedly before talking.

After Shu Qingmo bid farewell to Chang Yue'e, when she was about to return to Luo Zihang's side, she suddenly saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

The man talked and laughed happily with people from all walks of life present, and he was very close to Chang Yue'e, so it can be seen that he has been doing very well in Beijing during this time.

Shu Qingmo suddenly realized that when he was advancing, Yan Zonglang did not stop.

He couldn't help chasing Yan Zonglang's figure with his eyes, wanting to carve him into his eyes.And at this moment, Yan Zonglang seemed to have sensed his greedy gaze, and turned his head suddenly, meeting his gaze without warning.

Shu Qingmo froze for a moment, quickly adjusted his expression, and suppressed all the yearning and attachment that surged up in his heart.

"Master Shu."

Yan Zonglang walked up to Shu Qingmo with his long legs. Every time he took a step, Shu Qingmo's heart beat faster.

But fortunately, Shu Qingmo had already practiced the ability to hide his emotions and anger. He raised his chin to meet Yan Zonglang's gaze, and greeted Yan Zonglang generously: "Mr. Yan, long time no see."

—even though I only saw you in a dream last night.

Yan Zonglang turned his head slightly, leaned forward, and said to Shu Qingmo in a voice that only two people could hear: "Wait for me in my car later."

This scene reminded Shu Qingmo of the scene when Yan Zonglang awarded him the scholarship.

At that time, he was still a college student who had never seen the world, and his thoughts were pure and innocent.

And now he was standing on the top social occasion in the circle, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"No, Mr. Yan." Shu Qingmo smiled politely and said calmly, "I still have an appointment later."

A look of surprise flashed across Yan Zonglang's eyes, but soon returned to normal.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "An appointment?"

"Yeah." Shu Qingmo said, "Next time."

In fact, the "date" that Shu Qingmo said was nothing more than flirting with Luo Zihang.

Luo Zihang was so busy that he insisted on taking Shu Qingmo to have a big meal, but the two chose for a long time, Quanjude was too boring, Haidilao Nancheng could also eat, and finally found a nearby Wangjing Xiaoyao.

This store has an open-air location facing the street. The two sat down at the door of the store and continued their conversation on the previous topic.

"How is it, Mr. Du is not as serious as you imagined?" Luo Zihang asked.

Before the end of the exhibition, Luo Zihang took the time to introduce Shu Qingmo to Du Wensheng, and mentioned that he wanted to be admitted to the China Academy of Art.

The grandfathers of Du Wensheng and Shu Qingmo were old acquaintances. He asked Shu Qingmo to choose a good teacher and he could introduce him.

"Very kind." Shu Qingmo said, "There is no airs at all."

"Really." Luo Zihang said, "By the way, are you sure about taking the postgraduate entrance examination now?"

"I plan to start preparing next month." Shu Qingmo said, "If you don't pass the exam, you can still work in the museum next year."

"Your preparations are really comprehensive." Luo Zihang admired, "But I still hope that you can pass the exam. Du Yuyun is Huamei's student. I found that the school is different, and the vision is indeed different."

Shu Qingmo listened to Luo Zihang's praise of his sweetheart so unsubtly, and was about to tease him, but Luo Zihang immediately saw through his intentions and interrupted him directly: "I don't want to talk about feelings for dinner today, your house has been found ?"

Shu Qingmo said: "I've found it, and I'll move here in early September."

Shu Qingmo planned to move to Beijing to prepare for the exam, so that he could be closer to Yan Zonglang.

But before everything was settled, he was not going to tell Yan Zonglang, because he wanted to complete the move alone, and it would not be too late to surprise Yan Zonglang after moving here.

He refused to meet Yan Zonglang in private just now because he was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions and show weakness to him, and then he spoke out all the thoughts in his heart.

If so, the semblance of independence he has carefully created will come to naught.

"Okay, let me know if you need help."

When Luo Zihang said this, he licked a bunch of mutton in a big way, and the corners of his mouth were covered with oil.He looked at the paper in Shu Qingmo's hand and said, "Give me a piece of paper."

Shu Qingmo took out two napkins, pressed them on Luo Zihang's face with disgust, and said, "Hurry up and wipe it off."

In a black business car parked on the side of the street, Secretary Chen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, witnessed the scene of his wife "wiping" other men's mouths, turned her head in fear, and said to the driver: "Mr. Wang, Is your air conditioner turned on too much?"

"It's okay." Driver Wang toned down his demeanor, but Secretary Chen still felt chills on his back.

"That, Mr. Yan." Secretary Chen tried his best to divert the attention of his boss, "That "Picture of Hundred Horses" is getting more and more popular, should we increase the price to get it?"

"No need." Yan Zonglang said, "What's mine will always be mine. I don't mind letting other people appreciate it for a while."

"As long as you don't mind, as long as you don't mind." Secretary Chen breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

"Secret Chen." Yan Zonglang called out suddenly.

"What?" Secretary Chen raised her throat again with a heart.

"Do you think I indulged him too much?" Yan Zonglang looked at humanity outside the window.

Of course, Secretary Chen knew who the "he" Yan Zonglang was referring to. He racked his brains and said, "I think it is necessary to give the other party some freedom, but this degree must be grasped."

"Okay, that's what you said." Yan Zonglang looked back quietly, "Then I'll tie him by my side so that he can't go anywhere."

Secretary Chen: ...What does it matter to me?

cohabitation within two chapters of ps