"Yan Lan. Yan Fengqin looked at Yan Lan, who had already walked to the front, and pulled her softly.

There was worry in his eyes.

Yan Lan looked at them calmly, and then saluted, "Mr. Holland." ”

"Sir, I have a guest today. ”

Zhong Rongfeng next to him spoke, and his tone was full of impatience.

Sure enough, it's a foreigner, I don't understand any etiquette, the two elders are talking, how can the younger generation speak?

"Teacher Zhong. ”

Yan Fengqin tried to speak, change Zhong Rongfeng's impression, and use the relationship to close the distance.

"Teacher Zhong, I am Yan Fengqin, a student of University B, and I was fortunate enough to listen to one of your lectures. ”

"Hmm. ”

Nodding his head to indicate that he knew, but not very eagerly, just plain huh.

Yan Fengqin thought that it should be a fortunate thing to meet compatriots in a small country like Sloy, but now that she sees it, she thinks too much.

"Who is this?" Looking at Holland, who didn't pay attention to him, Zhong Rongfeng couldn't help but speak.

Although he is the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, in the face of the world-class calligraphy association, Huaxia can only be called the best, and the real power of Chinese calligraphy promotes the charm of Chinese calligraphy in the world association.

In front of these people, Zhong Rongfeng can only be called, he can be named, but he is not very familiar with it.

The translator next to him began to speak.

"This is not an outsider, if she can, this place can become hers, she is Lan. Holland spoke, and the translator next to him translated it accurately, and Holland was a little surprised.

"Lan?" A group of people were playing dumb riddles, and the camera teacher of the program team and the director on the other side of the camera were slightly anxious.

Yan Fengqin, who was a little surprised and had not yet eased up, began to translate.

What is called, if you can here can be Lan's.

Hallucinations may be possible.

Not everyone at the scene is unfamiliar with E language, and they can barely understand it, and it is because they listen very reluctantly that they think they are hallucinating.

"Master Holland. Yan Lan was helpless.

Holland: "Tell me! What's the matter?"

Yan Lan: "Lack of money. ”

Yan Fengqin, who was translating at close range, clearly felt the corners of the translator's mouth twitch.

Holland smiled helplessly, "I haven't seen you lack money before, why don't you come to me sooner if you lack money?"

"Well, they said you have to earn it on the spot to make money. Otherwise, it will be confiscated, so now I'm here to sell paintings. Yan Lan's voice was very flat.

There is not a trace of ups and downs.

Zhong Rongfeng couldn't help it, "Yan ......"

Some forgot Yan Fengqin's name, "Quickly persuade you ...... People, Mr. Holland will not accept calligraphy and painting easily, if it is just a simple calligraphy and painting, maybe it will anger Mr. Huo. ”

Yan Fengqin was a little stunned, what is Holland's identity?

Even Mr. Zhong has such respect, iris recognition when he first came......

"So, are you going to paint live?"

Holland became interested and hurriedly instructed the people below to prepare the studio.

"Holland. Zhong Rongfeng looked at Holland, and his eyes were completely incredulous.

Is this Mr. Holland, who has such high standards and strict requirements for painting?

Zhong Rongfeng was a little puzzled, and immediately decided to follow and take a look.

The expressions of the others were even more interesting, the honorary professor of B University, this is the most famous liberal arts university in China, it has become like this here, but there seems to be nothing strange about looking at Yan Lan like this.

Everything is normal, even the tone just now, compared to Wu Yequan, I feel that Wu Yequan respects her more?