Wei Lin hurriedly took Gu Xue'er's hand away, but found that something was wrong......

The people around looked at this scene in amazement, thinking, this is too evasive, right?

Why is her body so hot? Got a fever? So Wei Lin hurriedly touched Gu Xue'er's forehead.

Tang Jingjing found the abnormality here, hurriedly walked over, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with Xue'er?" ”

"It seems to have a fever." Wei Lin said anxiously.

"The fever is terrible, I have to go to the hospital." Tang Jingjing tested Gu Xue'er's body temperature and said.

Wang Dapeng hurriedly came over when he heard this, and before he could touch Gu Xue'er, he was picked up by Wei Lin and walked quickly to his car, "I'll come." ”

Wei Lin's concern for Xue'er was fully revealed, which made Tang Jingjing lose her mind for a moment, she smiled and quickly followed. As he ran, he instructed: "It's time to call it a day here, Dapeng, you take everyone back first, and I'll go see Xue'er's situation." ”

"Okay." Wang Dapeng readily agreed.

Shen Xiaofei pursed her lips, with indescribable envy, jealousy and hatred in her heart.

"You say, what is the relationship between that person and Gu Xue'er?" Wang Dapeng approached Shen Xiaofei, looked at Tang Jingjing's direction where they were going, and said with infinite emotion. If he was so domineering, would he have caught up with Tang Jingjing a long time ago?

Shen Xiaofei glared at Wang Dapeng, turned around and left without speaking.

Wang Dapeng was still immersed in his fantasies, looking into the distance and standing stupidly.

"Wang Dapeng, you can't leave!" Shen Xiaofei shouted angrily.

"Go, go." Wang Dapeng was finally pulled back, and hurriedly said-

These days, Ai Zheming barely leaves the gallery. The hard work paid off, and the painting was finally completed.

Looking at the face of his sister in the painting, Ai Zheming's heart gave birth to a warmth, yes, my sister should be like this.

Watching Ai Zheming, who was a little ruined, walk out of the studio, Liang Wei knew that his painting should be completed.

"What? The work is finished? Liang Wei asked with a smile.

"Well, I'll go back and change my clothes and come to work in a moment." Ai Zheming nodded a little embarrassedly, these days, he almost doesn't work part-time.

"It's okay, you can take a good rest and come back to work tomorrow." Liang Wei said sincerely. He likes Ai Zheming from the bottom of his heart, not only because of his talent for painting, but also because of his persistent and serious attitude.

"That painting is going to have to sit with you for a while." Ai Zheming scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, I have a place here." Liang Wei said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ai Zheming said.

"Can I see your paintings?" Liang Wei asked. She never walked into the studio, just to wait for the day when Ai Zheming finished painting, she was curious about what Ai Zheming was painting, and how he could reach such an obsession.

"Absolutely." Ai Zheming said briskly. There is no need to explain anything, because Liang Wei is a painter herself.

"Don't worry, I won't move." Liang Wei said with a smile.

"I'm not worried about this at all, so I'll go first." Ai Zheming beckoned and said with a smile.

"Okay." Liang Wei said with a smile.

As he walked out of the gallery, a light breeze blew in front of him, and he took a deep breath, as if every cell was feeling the gift of nature.

Ai Zheming's mood was extremely comfortable, so he jumped step by step. Who knew that he accidentally bumped into an elegant middle-aged man, the man was well-dressed, and he looked like a rich and noble family.

"I'm sorry." Ai Zheming hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay." The man didn't seem to be angry, and pointed to Ai Zheming's clothes and walked into the gallery.

Ai Zheming lowered his head, only to find that his clothes were full of paint, and he was afraid that this dress would be wasted.

As soon as Liang Wei wanted to see Ai Zheming's paintings, she found someone coming. So he greeted warmly: "You can look at it casually." ”

The man came here after being introduced by a friend, and when he came here, it was really good. He carefully examined each painting of interest.

"Yes, it's just that the charm owes a little bit." The man stood in front of a landscape painting and muttered to himself.

Liang Wei knew that the person who came must be an expert. So he said, "I still have a few landscape paintings in my studio, maybe you can like it." ”

"Okay, I'll take a look." The man laughed.

Liang Wei opened the door of the studio and saw Ai Zheming's paintings. She was obviously stunned, although the pen is a little immature, the lines are very smooth, and the artistic conception is also very beautiful, the key is the expression of the characters, which makes people look very comfortable. It is rare to have such attainments at such a young age.

The man carefully studied the painting in front of him, and it was obvious that it had not been painted for a long time, and the paint was still wet in some places. If you dry it and then apply varnish and frame it, the effect will be better.

"Is this painting for sale?" The man pointed to the words in front of him and asked with interest.

"I'm sorry, but this painting is not from the gallery, and I can't call the shots." Liang Wei said.

"The young man who went out just now......" The man suddenly remembered the paint-covered young man he had just met.

"Yes, the painting is his." Liang Wei said.

"He seems to be still a student, right?" The man asked, recalling the scene.

"Yes." Liang Wei replied truthfully.

"Do you think he'll sell this painting?" The man lifted his glasses and asked seriously.

"I guess not, but I can help you ask." Liang Wei recognized the figure in the painting as Ai Zheming's sister.

"Okay, as long as he is willing to sell, the price is negotiable." The man wanted to refuse, but he liked the painting very much, so he said with anticipation.

Hanging up the phone, Liang Wei said: "I'm really embarrassed, the other party said that he wouldn't sell it for any amount of money." ”

"It's a pity, forget it." The man was a little disappointed, but he understood it.

……――

At seven o'clock in the evening, the front of the Golden Foot Pavilion was bustling, and the parking lot was barely enough, so many people parked their cars elsewhere and walked over. Of course, among these people, there are some who come to take advantage, there is no lack of people who watch the excitement, there are invited reporters, and there are also uninvited media......

"Brother Jiang, why haven't you gotten off work yet?" Tang Jingjing remembered that Jiang Dashan had said in the morning that he should get off work at four o'clock in the afternoon.

"It's okay to go home anyway, come and do you a little favor." Jiang Dashan said with a smile, ready to find a suitable place to place tools.

"You're shining a customer's shoes?" Tang Jingjing looked at the tools in Jiang Dashan's hand and asked.

"Well, Master Tian explained, and he didn't say why." Jiang Dashan confessed, looking left and right, he still didn't know where to put the tools. Master Tian only told him to choose a conspicuous position, but it should not be placed at the front desk.

"Put the tools here." Tang Jingjing looked around and found that there was a public column on the east side of the hall, which involved the layout of the foot massage shop, product introduction, service items and prices, so she pointed in this direction and said.

"Oh, okay." Jiang Dashan had no idea, Tang Jingjing asked him to put it wherever he wanted.

"Okay, I'll go and let the host publicize it." After Tang Jingjing finished speaking, she walked out.

Tang Jingjing walked on the stage, and I didn't know what to explain to the host. I saw the host turn on the microphone and said in a frustrated voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a good news to announce. Before 10 o'clock, customers who enter the store can also enjoy a free shoe-shine service, which is located on the east side of the front desk in the lobby on the first floor. Hurry up~~"

Sure enough, as Tang Jingjing thought, whether it was shining shoes or waiting in line, they would involuntarily look at the public column behind Jiang Dashan, and their understanding of Jinzu Pavilion would go further, and even some active customers began to talk in whispers.

Zhou Wei stood at the newsstand opposite the "Golden Foot Pavilion" and observed the opening of the whole event...... He had to admit that even without Ling Qingfeng, Tang Jingjing would be famous in the industry sooner or later.

Zhou Wei clearly knew what he lacked, but he didn't have the courage to face it, so he finally had to make a choice, and the choice had to pay a price. He was suddenly puzzled as to whether his choice was the right one......

"Sir, what do you need?" It was a middle-aged woman who opened the newsstand, and when she saw that Zhou Wei had been wandering around here for a long time and didn't buy anything, she asked a little unceremoniously.

"Get a newspaper." Zhou Wei's thoughts were interrupted, so he turned his head and said.

"What newspaper?" When the proprietress heard this, she asked with a smile.

"Everything." Zhou Wei turned his face, but he couldn't see Tang Jingjing's figure, so he unconsciously looked for it.

"2 pieces." The proprietress took a tabloid that was not easy to sell and handed it to Zhou Wei. Then he said, "Why don't you go and look at it?" You can try it for free today. ”

Zhou Wei didn't speak, and suddenly laughed at himself, why should he do this? So I paid the money and prepared to leave.

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway. From the rumors to the Jedi counterattack, in just two or three days, the "Golden Foot Pavilion" made such a big battle. Alyssa couldn't help but come to the event, if she hadn't seen the "New Vision" promotional vehicle and Tang Jingjing, who was busy, she really didn't expect that Tang Jingjing would have planned it. It seems that the Yan Group did not lose unjustly last time.

"Zhou Wei?" Alyssa didn't expect to meet Zhou Wei here.

"It's you." Zhou Wei said expressionlessly.

"I didn't see you so cold last time we met~" Alyssa referred to the meeting at the Allure International Promotion Conference.

Zhou Wei glanced at Alyssa and left without looking back.

"You can't go back...... Alyssa shouted behind Zhou Wei, her voice piercing deep into Zhou Wei's heart through her eardrums.

This is his choice, and he knows it better than anyone else, but why should he say it? Zhou Wei walked briskly to the other end of the road, and finally disappeared into the night. His straight spine seemed to announce something.

I don't know what I remembered, and Alyssa's heart seemed to have a trace of melancholy-

The next day, the entertainment headlines of Orange Weekly were no longer the scandal of a certain star, but the scene of the "Golden Foot Pavilion" event last night, which also included a brief introduction to Tang Jingjing. A number of other newspapers also reported on the event from different angles.

It can be said that this is the first time that Tang Jingjing has appeared in the public eye, and the reputation of "Golden Foot Pavilion" has become famous, and even the fame of "New Vision" has risen with the tide.