The movie star's dumb little milk bag

"What?" Yuan Qiao stood up awkwardly, "Is it my painting?"

Although Cheng Man was confused, he couldn't hide the excitement on his face. Just now seeing Zhang Chuang bullying Yuan Qiao like that, he felt so uncomfortable that he almost touched Zhang Chuang on impulse.

He originally thought that Yuan Qiao's painting would definitely be useless this time, and Wang Sheng also acted as if he would not pursue it for the time being. Cheng Man understood Wang Sheng, and this time they participated in the exhibition as representatives of Rong Yi, Wang Sheng must focus on the overall situation .

But he was used to protecting Yuan Qiao. Although Yuan Qiao kept pretending to be a normal person, anyone could see that he felt uncomfortable.

Who knew that the first painting auctioned at the exhibition site today was actually Yuan Qiao's!

"Is it an alumnus of our school?" Yuan Qiao followed Cheng Man to the exhibition hall, "Is it Teacher Wang's friend?"

Otherwise, who would be blind and buy his dirty painting?

"I'm not sure," Cheng Man explained earnestly: "But it shouldn't be. He looks young, but the other party seems to be very good at this. I heard from Mr. Wang that he walked back and forth in the exhibition hall for a few times, and finally That’s why I decided to take this picture of you.”

Yuan Qiao entered the exhibition hall in a daze. Suddenly, students and professors from various colleges and universities all looked at him with curiosity or envy.

"Yuan Qiao, come here!" Seeing Yuan Qiao, Wang Sheng was overwhelmed with pride, and pulled Yuan Qiao by his side, "This is the young author of this work, who is only 18 years old this year."

"Hello," Yuan Qiao hurriedly stretched out a hand, but froze for a moment after seeing the person opposite.

Wen Xing was also very helpless, he was originally worried that Fu Zhiyan would come to the capital alone, although Fu Zhiyan scoffed at this, and said that he could lose it at such an adult.

Naturally, Fu Zhiyan wouldn't lose it, but as an assistant, Wen Xing had to keep an eye on him all the time, lest he make any trouble out of his nose.

Fu Zhiyan disappeared all night yesterday, Wen Xing was so anxious that he held a video conference with Liu Lang in the middle of the night, and wrote several emergency public relations plans, but this guy came back refreshed this morning!

It's okay to come back, Wen Xing was catching up on sleep just now, and Fu Zhiyan took him out of the bed again, and told him to rush to the exhibition hall to buy back Yuan Qiao's painting at the highest price in the audience.

"You can't let others see that you just went to buy Qiaoqiao's paintings, otherwise others will make irresponsible remarks."

"Be sure to read the paintings in the exhibition hall first, and pretend that you understand it well."

"Oh, by the way, you must remember that it is the highest price in the audience!"

Wen Xing rolled his eyes while washing his face: "There are so many demands, you can forget it yourself."

Fu Zhiyan leaned against the bathroom door, looked at Wen Xing and "hummed": "If it wasn't for my inconvenience to show up, which round would I get you?"

Wen Xing: ...All right!I shouldn't have asked!

Wen Xing rushed to the venue, and according to Fu Zhiyan's instructions, he first scanned the exhibition works calmly, and then rushed to Yuan Qiao's works.

To be honest, when he saw the painting exuding the fragrance of milk tea in front of him, he really didn't know how to show his preference for this work.