In a classroom in the Shaw Building, the teacher is explaining the task to other students from the art department who are good at Chinese painting. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Because of the special nature of paper and ink, there is a high possibility of mistakes in the painting process, and the materials we can provide this time are only enough to paint three times, so students need to practice the part they are responsible for first. ”

The teacher assigns the responsible part to each person one by one, and everyone starts practicing.

Because the time was tight and the difficulty was not small, the ten of them had to put down other things for the time being, concentrate on practicing, and even let other students bring them to the classroom for dinner. But everyone did not complain, but was enthusiastic and eager to try.

In this process, Qiao Yingying inevitably became the center of everyone's attention again, and she was asked several times a day about this special paper and ink. She knew a lot about the ink, but she couldn't explain where it came from. The other classmates became more and more curious about her, and they were together all day, which made Qiao Yingying make a few new friends.

On the afternoon of the day before the school anniversary, all the preparations were finally completed, Shen Wanqiu and Qiao Yingying walked towards the dormitory, and said: "Yingying, who did you say sent these things? Could it be that when you were looking for it before, someone knew about it and helped you? Could it be Senior Li?" Shen Wanqiu suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"He went to another place to make a new movie a while ago, and it won't be him. Qiao Yingying shook her head and said, a figure suddenly flashed in her mind, which made her stop suddenly, and her heart pounded violently.

"What's wrong?" Shen Wanqiu also stopped, looked at her and asked strangely.

Is it a sir? Yes, it was a favor from him? No, no, how could he still help himself, it was too late to stay away from her. Thinking like this, she couldn't suppress such a conjecture, and there was a strange throbbing in her chest.

"Wanqiu, there are a lot of people invited to the school for tomorrow's school celebration, right?" she asked suddenly.

Shen Wanqiu nodded: "Well, I heard that celebrities from all walks of life in entertainment, art, business and politics have been invited, and the school attaches great importance to this event, we must not mess up, think about it, the pressure is really great!" she said and shrunk her shoulders, her tone a little nervous.

Will the gentleman come?" Qiao Yingying couldn't help but think to herself, and a trace of anticipation rose in her heart.

At this time, Guan Mufeng was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, quietly looking out of the window, his expression was faint, and he didn't know what he was thinking. There was a sudden knock on the door, and Michelle walked in and put a handful of papers down on the table.

"The documents you need are ready. She said to Guan Mufeng who came over.

"Well, I'm sorry for you. Guan Mufeng sat down on the chair and picked up the top document to look through.

Mi Xue looked at the thick pile of materials, frowned, and said, "Don't look too late, remember that there are still activities to participate in tomorrow." ”

Guan Mufeng paused, and nodded helplessly: "I know, it's not too late." ”

Mi Xue was relieved, her eyes swept over him, and she swallowed the words she was going to admonish. In terms of appearance, even idol stars can't compare to him, so she doesn't have to worry about it.

"Then I'm going to get busy, I've already told Lao Wu to let him pick you up on time tomorrow morning, just get ready to go out." ”

After Mi Xue finished speaking, she left the office, but Guan Mufeng was distracted, and after sitting motionless for a long time with the document in his hand, he suddenly closed the document and threw it aside with some irritability, leaning back on the chair and reaching out to rub his eyebrows.

I don't know if what she wants is what she wants. Such a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and his brow, which had just been stretched, furrowed again, seemed to reveal a little chagrin.

The next moment, he suddenly stood up and walked out. Before coming to Michelle's office, he raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when a name came into his ear, making his hand pause in the air and not fall.

"Yingying, are you at school tomorrow?"

"Oh, it's nothing, then you can behave well. ”

"Invitation? Yes, yes, Brother Mu Feng has received it. ”

"He also went, but the school arranged a luncheon, so I don't know if he can get out of it. ”

"Well, when the time comes, you can ask him personally. That's all, bye-bye. Michelle hurriedly hung up the phone, a satisfied smile on her face.

It seems that the attitudes of both of them have been loosened, and this is easy to do. Just as she was thinking, she suddenly noticed a figure flashing at the door, but when she opened the door, she disappeared again.

Guan Mufeng strode back to the office, and his steps were amazingly fast. He stood behind the door for a moment, his chest still agitated by thoughts, his brows furrowed together, but there was a faint hint of pleasure hidden in the depths. Sensing this joy, he exhaled a little annoyed, put aside all these thoughts and emotions for a while, and returned to his seat again and began to flip through the materials.

Only this time it didn't last long, he put down the file again, pursed his lips and picked up his phone to dial a number.

"That announcement, let's send it out later. ”

After confirming the news that Guan Mufeng would also come, Qiao Yingying couldn't help but feel happy in her heart. Even if she can't get close to him, seeing him can make her happy for a long time.

She hummed a song briskly and went into the bathroom to wash her clothes, and suddenly heard Shen Wanqiu exclaim halfway through the wash, and then hurriedly jumped into the bathroom, pulled her and pointed to the news on her mobile phone and said, "Yingying, Mr. Guan and Miss Sun broke up!"

Qiao Yingying was taken aback, and hurriedly took her mobile phone and read the article carefully.

“... The two broke up peacefully, and they jointly issued this statement, hoping that the outside world would not disturb the two parties on this matter. ”

It turned out to be true. Qiao Yingying returned the phone to Shen Wanqiu, feeling shocked and a little worried.

I don't know if my husband is okay, will he be very sad? The last time I saw him, was it okay, did something happen? She unconsciously rubbed her hand on the soap and grabbed her clothes and rubbed them around, and the look on her little face knew that she was wandering.

Shen Wanqiu looked at her soulless appearance, sighed quietly in her heart, walked out of the bathroom and beckoned to the other two, and the three of them gathered together and muttered.

Qiao Yingying had something on her mind, so she finally survived the night, and finally waited until the next morning, got up and washed up, and ran to the school's performance venue with Shen Wanqiu to start preparations.

Today, the School of Arts gave students a holiday for the school celebration, except for the volunteers who stayed behind to help, everyone else went home, and the campus was much quieter all of a sudden. However, from nine o'clock, more cars have been driving into the school one after another. With the arrival of guests from all walks of life, the school became lively again.

Guan Mufeng arrived neither early nor late, the car was parked directly outside the venue, and some school leaders had already received the news and were waiting beside him.

"Mr. Guan, hello," the director of the office shook hands with him warmly and led the way inside, "Please here, the principal, they are waiting for you." ”

"Please. Guan Mufeng was wearing a black straight suit, his posture was tall and sassy, his facial features were handsome, and his eyebrows were calm and steady, so that the office director, an old-timer who is nearly sixty years old, did not dare to talk to his juniors with a casual attitude.

There were a number of small offices in the venue, most of which were used as preparation rooms, and the largest one was beautifully decorated and now filled with today's important people.

As soon as Guan Mufeng appeared, President Lin greeted him and gave a grand introduction to a room full of outstanding alumni and business and political figures.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the president of the famous CEFC Group, Mr. Guan Mufeng Guan, who is also one of the new directors of our Haicheng Academy of Arts, who has given great support to the teaching work of our school..."

In the crowd, Tang Miao and Xu Yuexi stood together, looked at Guan Mufeng at the door, and whispered.