The word is ......

Chen Daqi pouted and said, "I don't like him, okay?"

"Jealous?" said Bai Ye with a smile in his eyes.

". ”

Chen Daqi laughed and said, "I'll be jealous of him?"

"It's not jealousy, it's the destruction of idols!"

Bai Ye analyzed: "You and Duan Huan seem to be in the same city, and before Duan Huan didn't go abroad, they were well-known in your city. Maybe you admired him at the time, maybe it was because of him that you applied for the sculpture major. But now that he has fallen, is there a sense of collapse of faith?"

"Humph!"

Chen Daqi didn't speak, I don't know whether to scoff or acquiesce.

Bai Ye smiled and didn't ask, he turned his head to look at Lu Huaiyong and explained: "Boss Lu, in my impression, you should be a long-term person, don't be so eager for quick success." ”

"Two months have passed, what are you in a hurry?"

Bai Ye said seriously: "The most important thing is accumulation. According to the arrangement, the sculpture will be displayed in major cities across the country, and each city will be exhibited for a few days, plus transportation, adjustment or something, it will be exactly two months, and when it is over, it will not be too late to make it public. ”

"......" Lu Huaiyong was speechless.

It's not too late.

He wanted to complain, the exhibition was over, and the heat had long passed.

You must know that the most critical part of the art exhibition is the first few days. These few days have decided whether the exhibition will be an instant hit or an instant hit.

Even if it's red, it's only a few days old.

After all, the public's attention is also time-sensitive and not long-lasting.

If you don't increase their impression while everyone is still interested, I'm afraid that in a few days, they will forget about it.

Do not doubt the forgetfulness attributes of the masses.

He is good for Bai Ye, but the other party doesn't appreciate it, he really doesn't know the hearts of good people.

While Lu Huaiyong was pondering how to persuade, a sharp mobile phone ringtone came out of his pocket.

"Didn't you say that the phone was turned off?" Bai Ye smiled and changed the subject.

"The external contact phone is turned off, this is my private number. Lu Huaiyong explained, his expression was extremely helpless.

He couldn't avoid this call, and he couldn't help answering it.

He stood up, took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, his expression suddenly became faster, and he didn't even say hello, his pace sped up a few points, and he walked outside.

Before he went out of the door, he couldn't wait to answer the phone, and his voice was very loud: "Eh, Yuan Lao, yes, it's me...... What the...... Understand ......"

The voice faded away, full of flattery.

Bai Ye frowned, having a bad premonition: "He won't betray me." ”

“…… Hard. ”

Chen Daqi looked through the glass, saw Lu Huaiyong nodding and bowing his waist, and rubbed his chin: "I bet that the person who called, he can't afford to offend." ”

"Nonsense. ”

Bai Ye's eyes were white, and he sighed softly: "Actually...... I don't want to be in the limelight, I'm too tired. You have to take at least two months off before you are in the mood to work. ”

“……”

Chen Daqi sighed, if this is cheap and good-looking, if outsiders know, they will definitely be beaten to death with a stick.

The two of them chatted, speculated, and passed the time.

Unprepared, Lu Huaiyong copied his mobile phone, rushed back, and rolled up a gust of wind in the living room, which also startled the two.

"What's wrong?" Hakuba looked up, feeling wrong. At this time, Lu Huaiyong stared at him with hooked eyes, and his eyes were a little weird.

Bai Ye looked at himself, touched his face, and was a little dazed: "What are you looking at me?"

"Look at you, good things have come to the sky. Lu Huaiyong sighed with emotion: "I believe it now, there is really a good thing that a trap falls from the sky." ”

"Huh?"

Bai Ye was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Do you know, who called me just now?" Lu Huaiyong asked himself, looking excited: "Director Yuan." ”

"Who?"

Whether it is Bai Ye or Chen Daqi, they are all confused.

Curator, where is the curator, mahjong parlor?

"Dean Yuan. ”

Lu Huaiyong was stunned for a moment, and then said in a tone of hatred that iron is not steel: "Don't you even know the director of the Jiangnan Library surnamed Yuan." ”

"Huh?"

The two of them were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, and then nodded together: "I don't know." ”

“……”

Lu Huaiyong was a little speechless: "You two, you are really uneducated. In other words, I don't care about the cultural circle at all. Director Yuan is a celebrity in the cultural circle, a real university scholar, and during the New Year's holidays, the high-level officials at the national level also have to call to greet him. ”

"This treatment ......"

Lu Huaiyong looked envious and longing: "There are no more than a hundred in the country." ”

"Ugh!"

Bai Ye scratched his head, feeling a hundred, which seemed to be a bit much. However, considering the more than one billion people in the country, we can see the insignificance of this number when we compare them.

No, it should be great.

"Wait. ”

Suddenly, Chen Daqi thought of something, and his eyes widened: "What you said, could it be Academician Yuan Ruiyuan?"

"Yes, it's him, an academician of the National Academy of Letters. ”

Lu Huaiyong smiled: "A few months ago, he felt that he was too old to take on the front-line work, and he was ready to retire and go home to live his life." ”

"But after researching it, I felt that Yuan Lao's body was okay and he could continue to exert his residual heat. Anyway, after negotiation, Yuan Lao returned to Jiangnan and assumed the position of director of the Jiangnan Library. ”

Lu Huaiyong said: "This position is relatively leisurely, but it is also at the forefront of cultural work, in a state of semi-cultivation and half-work. ”

All in all, he took office for a month, and the industry was boiling. ”

Lu Huaiyong was a little puzzled: "You don't know about this?"

"I know, he doesn't. Chen Daqi explained: "At that time, Baiye was still nesting in Hangzhou, painting the walls. ”

"Yes. ”

Lu Huaiyong suddenly regretted: "You missed that white leaf, if you were free at the time, go to his inauguration ceremony, maybe ......"

"Maybe what?" asked Shiraba.

"Hey. ”

Lu Huaiyong smiled, a little meaningful: "This is a character who has reached the heavens, if he appreciates you, he will help you rise to the top of the clouds with a word." ”

Bai Ye shrugged his shoulders, noncommittal, and asked rhetorically: "So, he called you, is there anything wrong?"

“…… That's why you say that you are sitting at home, and good luck will come naturally. Lu Huaiyong was jealous and said, "Director Yuan wants to see you." ”

"Huh?"

Bai Ye was stunned: "Why?"

"No, no, not to see you. Lu Huaiyong blinked, and suddenly smiled: "He wants to see the author of the thinker sculpture." Haha, now, it's up to you to prevaricate. ”

"Huh?"

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go see him." ”

"Don't shirk, don't ask why?"

Lu Huaiyong smiled, with a look of you coming to beg me.

"You've said it, it's a good thing. Bai Ye didn't care: "It's rare to have a chance to get in touch with big people, why should I miss it?"

"Utilitarian...... Good fit. ”

Lu Huaiyong gave a thumbs up: "Wise!"