"I would like to tell you the good news that one of the latest automotive design projects in China, led by me, has entered the final stage, and according to preliminary estimates, it will be completed in ten days. At that time, my colleagues and I will join the Renault Group with the latest design projects and talk to the Renault Group about how to upgrade China's automotive technology. At that time, I believe that our country's cars will once again become popular all over the world and become the world's most eye-catching car brand. To that end, let's raise a glass and have a drink together!"

O'Neill said excitedly as he held his glass.

The guests in the hall raised their glasses and wished O'Neill the success of his design project, and at the same time, they also applauded, and the hall suddenly became a sea of joy.

Chu Yun, as the invitee, was of course no exception.

Soon, when the joyful applause ended, O'Neill's eyes fell on Chu Yun, and he said with a smile: "On this special day today, I have invited a friend from the Far East Huaguo, his name is Ye Fan. We welcome him to come up and introduce himself!"

After the words fell, O'Neill smiled at Chu Yun, the meaning was obvious, and asked Chu Yun to quickly introduce himself.

Chu Yun didn't think much about it, smiled slightly, and briefly talked about his situation.

It's just that when he finished the last sentence, O'Neill suddenly said: "Ye Fan, I heard that you Chinese people have always paid little attention to art, especially in painting, is there such a thing?"

The words were obviously tingling, Chu Yun listened to it, and felt uncomfortable, he knew that he had just arrived, and O'Neill wanted to step on his face.

But he is a descendant of Yan and Huang, although he is in Toulouse, his heart always yearns for the motherland.

"O'Neill, though I don't know where you heard about it. But I dare to tell you unequivocally that the rumors you have heard are all false. In our country, art has always been very important. Otherwise, there would be no famous paintings such as Tang Bohu and Zhang Daqian in our country......"

"Wait!" A young man with golden hair suddenly interrupted Chu Yun's words, with a condescending expression of contempt for Chu Yun, and said, "Don't give me anything to talk about Tang Bohu and Zhang Daqian." Tang Bohu was a person hundreds of years ago, even if it was Zhang Daqian, he was a person from decades ago. ”

"Just talk about recent years. In recent years, have you ever produced a famous painter like Zhang Daqian in China? As far as I know, it seems that there is no such thing as a famous painter like Zhang Daqian, I heard that the art students in your universities in China do not delve into their own majors, and they are all focused on business, comparisons, and other student union associations, and so on!"

"I don't look like a student at all. Especially in the past two years, your college students in China have been unemployed after graduation, and a large part of them are not working hard during the school period. You said that with your kind of learning atmosphere, how many art students can really attach importance to art? College students, as the pride of a country, are still like this. Ye Fan, do you dare to say that you Chinese people attach great importance to art? What are you kidding? You don't think that we haven't been to China, so we are fooled, right?"

Hahaha~

When the people in the hall heard this, most of them immediately laughed.

After Chu Yun heard this, he was in a good mood, but he suddenly broke down, and his face was also difficult to look at.

At this time, he finally understood that O'Neill had deliberately brought up that topic just now, in order to target himself and his homeland.

"Uh! Robin, what you said is that Chinese college students don't pay attention to their studies, and it doesn't have much to do with Chinese people who don't value art, Ye Fan, you say yes?"

O'Neill saw that Chu Yun's face was ugly, and deliberately pretended to reproach Robin.

When Robin heard this, he immediately added: "The future of a country depends on its youth." The young people of China are all going to do their best, and what else do they want to talk about attaching importance to art? Ye Fan, if you are not convinced, you can use facts to prove that you Chinese college students really attach importance to art! Otherwise, I absolutely do not believe that Chinese people attach importance to art!"

O'Neill smiled and looked at Chu Yun, "Ye Fan, Robin has always been quick to speak and speak straighter, don't take it to heart, don't worry about him!"

Chu Yun said, "Robin, what do you think I should come up with to prove that you believe that our Huaguo really attaches importance to art?"

Robin cupped his chin and thought about it, as if he remembered something, and said, "I heard that you studied mechanics." ”

"Yes!"

"Mechanically, a lot of drawings are used. In other words, you have to have some drawing skills. In this way, as long as you can paint a picture that convinces us, I believe that you Huaguo does have a tradition of valuing art!"

"That's it?" Chu Yun didn't believe it, and looked at Robin.

"Yes, that's it! As long as you can draw a picture that convinces me, I'll throw in the towel!"

Robin said.

"That's what you said, don't wait for me to draw it, you make excuses and don't admit it. Chu Yun said again.

"Hmph!" Robin was dissatisfied, and said coldly: "Ye Fan, our young people in the French Empire have always kept their promises, unlike you Chinese people, who break contracts at will. ”

Chu Yun's eyes sank, and he said, "You'd better remember what you just said!"

"Hmph. Of course I remember. Ye Fan, I heard that the most powerful thing in your Huaguo is lip kung fu, could it be that you are too?" Robin said mockingly.

Hahaha~

In the hall, most of the people laughed again.

Chu Yun was really angry this time, and said, "Okay, you wait!"

After the words fell, Chu Yun looked at O'Neill, "Olney, do you have a pen and white paper at home?"

"Yes, wait, I'll bring it right away!"

O'Neill couldn't wait for Chu Yun to make a fool of himself, so that he could use this to step on Chu Yun's face and announce to everyone that Chu Yun was not worthy of being with Camille. forced Camille to distance himself from Chu Yun.

At that time, he will be able to take advantage of the void and soak Camille in the bubble and fulfill his long-standing wish.

Knock knock~

O'Neill quickly ran upstairs, and Chu Yun's eyes followed O'Neill all the way.

It wasn't until O'Neill came to the third floor that Chu Yun's gaze fell on the iron box again. He took a lot of effort to penetrate and saw the reports and drawings of the tire and transmission development project again.

He spilled through the past one by one, and his mind jotted down everything on each one at the same time.

By the time O'Neill stepped out of the third floor, he had written down everything in the tin box, the only regret was that he found that the project was not yet finished, and that a crucial thing was missing.

At this time, O'Neill also got a pen and white paper, and in order not to arouse the suspicion of others, Chu Yunxuan took his eyes back.

Soon, O'Neill walked downstairs, came to Chu Yun, and handed the pen and white paper to Chu Yun, "Ye Fan, the pen and white paper are here!"

"Thank you!" Chu Yun looked at Robin, "You have a good look, I hope you don't cry when you lose!"

"Hmph. You Chinese will only blow it, draw it first and then talk about it1"

"As you wish!"

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