As Bai Xiu said, after this incident, when Nie Changhuan reappeared at Whale City University, he was already a popular figure in Whale City University and even in the major circles of Whale City.

The Weibo that Liu Feifei bought was inexplicably on the hot search, and finally made Nie Changhuan gain a lot of fans, and the Weibo account that Fu Xingye asked Chen Yanchuan to apply for her before has gained hundreds of thousands of fans in just a few days.

Not only that, Nie Changhuan's fans later established a topic: #聂长欢今天进娱乐圈了吗#, the popularity of this topic continued to rise, and it only flattened after nearly a month.

Based on this, many studios and Internet celebrity factories also threw olive branches to Nie Changhuan, but before these olive branches could reach Nie Changhuan, they were cut off mercilessly by Chen Yanchuan. Of course, everything Chen Yanchuan did was instructed by Fu Xingye.

It wasn't until one time later, when a self-proclaimed well-known agent in the circle found Nie Changhuan in person, that Nie Changhuan knew about it for the first time. The agent patted her chest and assured her that as long as she took advantage of the situation and relied on her appearance, she would definitely be able to become popular in the entertainment industry within two years, and then resource announcements, fame, status and even money would not be a problem at all.

Nie Changhuan has not wavered, and even Nie Manshuang promised to use the resources he got as a teacher in the film academy to escort him.

In the midst of the entanglement and hesitation, the national Chinese painting competition that she and Cen Xingyue had been preparing for a long time also came.

Yan Xiaofeng, as her instructor, saw Nie Changhuan go out to answer the phone on the way to practice painting when there were only ten days left before the competition, and when she came back, she only asked her coldly: "I've heard about you, enter the entertainment industry, study your studies, and participate in competitions, you choose one, don't waste everyone's time." ”

Nie Changhuan went back that night, and without hesitation, he rejected the agent who pestered her almost every day and gave her all kinds of brainwashing, and completely devoted all his mind to preparing for the game.

The agent later called Cen Xingyue's assistant and apologized again and again: "Miss Zhou, I have indeed tried my best in this matter, but Nie Changhuan did not go out of the door this time, and all the unknown numbers were blocked, I really can't think of any other way." ”

"That's a pity." Cen Xingyue's assistant Zhou Yinglu smiled regretfully, "I thought that my junior sister was so good, and if I introduce it to you, you will definitely be able to bring it out." But since she herself is so resolute, we can't continue to force it. ”

The agent said again and again: "What Miss Zhou said is true, but in the final analysis, I am also incompetent, and I asked Miss Zhou to convey an apology to Cen Qianjin for me." ”

Zhou Yinglu's face changed, glanced at Cen Xingyue who was sitting on the side, and immediately said coldly: "This matter is my personal private matter, and it has nothing to do with Miss Cen, don't misunderstand." ”

The agent apologized again and again.

Zhou Yinglu ended the call with her agent and looked cautiously at Cen Xingyue who was sitting on the sofa: "I'm sorry, Miss Cen." ”

Cen Xingyue was expressionless and didn't answer, and after a while she suddenly asked, "How many days are left until the competition?" ”

“…… Tomorrow. Zhou Yinglu knew that Cen Xingyue had plans to open an art museum and hold a solo exhibition after graduation, so she took this competition very seriously, and it was impossible to really forget the time of the competition, so she answered cautiously, for fear that she would get angry.

Zhou Yinglu is already Cen Xingyue's third assistant in the past year.

When Cen Xingyue got the answer, she seemed to be extremely tired, waved her hand, and motioned for her to leave.

When the door was closed, Cen Xingyue opened her eyes again.

She recalled the events of the past month, remembered the previous national network primary, after Nie Changhuan easily qualified for the on-site finals, Yan Xiaofeng's praise and expectations for Nie Changhuan, and her heart was very uncomfortable.

She Cen Xingyue has never lost, and she can't lose.

So dialing Nie Wei's phone is actually an inevitable result.

She instructed Nie Wei: "Do you need me to tell you again about tomorrow's game time?" ”

"No, I don't. Miss Cen, how could I not remember such a big thing? ”

Cen Xingyue remembered what Nie Wei had done before, sneered silently, and finally said, "I hope this time, you won't let me down again." ”

Cen Xingyue has thought about it, this time, even if Nie Wei is in the end, others will not be able to get evidence of her Cen Xingyue, and Nie Wei's side wants to drag her into the water, but there is no convincing basis, even if Nie Wei quietly records the call.

But for the first time in her life, she did these things on her own, and she was always a little uneasy.

When she sat at the desk and practiced painting, she was unprecedentedly impetuous, and it was difficult for her to feel smooth in her brushwork, but she couldn't even play the previous stable level.

This night, Cen Xingyue had nightmares again and again.

And Nie Changhuan put the pen on the pen rest, pressed the paper with a wooden ruler that had not dried the paper and ink, stood up and walked into the courtyard, looked up at the bright moon on the courtyard wall of the Quartet, and suddenly seemed to have returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, embroidery, painting, and reading are just a daily necessity, so practicing painting every day for more than a month is not a hard thing for her.

Compared with Cen Xingyue's practice of painting for the competition, Nie Changhuan stayed in this courtyard during this period of time, painting and practicing calligraphy, but regained the feeling of being at his fingertips and writing when he was the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Cheng Cauldron went outside to exercise and came back, met Nie Changhuan, and walked towards his room while wiping his sweat with a towel: "Miss Changhuan, go to bed early!" ”

Nie Changhuan smiled and nodded, but as soon as she saw Cheng Cao, she naturally remembered Fu Xingye, and her eyebrows were instantly filled with loneliness.

For more than two months, she has been inquiring about Fu Xingye's recent situation through others or Chen Xinlan, and Fu Xingye occasionally talked to her, but only a few words, and no longer had the attitude of the few days before leaving Whale City.

Nie Changhuan thought of something, turned around and went back to the room to find his mobile phone, and when he pressed the screen with anxiety, he saw an unread message, and his eyes lit up.

The WeChat message was sent by Fu Xingye, with only a few words: I can't accompany you to the competition, it's a big regret for me. Little stammer, come on.

Nie Changhuan's eyebrows finally became clearer, and he immediately sent him a message: You can already send a message yourself? It seems that the eye is recovering well!

Nie Changhuan made another big line of words, wanting to ask him when he would come back, but after thinking about it, he finally deleted it.

After being silent for a minute or two, she wanted to ask Fu Xingye if she could video chat, but seeing that Fu Xingye had not replied to her messages, she finally put down her mobile phone.

On the bed next to her, Liu Feifei, who was picked up by Cheng Kettle in the early morning, had already fallen asleep.

Before the next day, before it was completely bright, Liu Feifei dragged Nie Changhuan up, picked out clothes and makeup for Nie Changhuan, and then personally drove Nie Changhuan outside the competition venue.

This competition was carried out by the way of online primary selection + on-site finals, and the top 30 of the online primary selection were the top 30 of the online primary selection, which were elite students from schools all over the country. After the on-site finals, only three people's works will be taken to the national tour exhibition by the organizers.

"Of course, if you win the championship, it's not just the benefit of your work being exhibited nationwide." Liu Feifei saw that Nie Changhuan was a little distracted looking at the phone, and hurriedly turned sideways to unbuckle her seat belt, "But Changhuan, even Professor Yan praised your work in the preliminary online competition, it can be seen that your level is completely OK, so don't be too nervous, just play normally." ”

Nie Changhuan came back to her senses at this time, and finally glanced at WeChat, and seeing that there was no new message from Fu Xingye, she locked the screen of her mobile phone, pinched her mobile phone and followed Liu Feifei into the competition venue.

Nie Changhuan was still a little nervous, but Liu Feifei was excited, so neither of them noticed that on the parking apron, a black business car was parked quietly, and behind the half-lowered window glass, the man's gaze was deep, and he followed her back to disappear completely, and then slowly retracted.

When he took it back, he happened to see a man with a motorcycle helmet not far away, who also looked at the direction Nie Changhuan left.

……

As soon as Nie Changhuan and Liu Feifei entered the venue, they met Cen Xingyue and Sheng Jia in the corridor.

The moment they saw Nie Changhuan, Cen Xingyue and Sheng Jia were stunned at the same time, forgetting to take their eyes off her face.

Nie Changhuan's gaze only stayed on the two of them for less than a second, so he saw and moved away as if he was doing something, and continued to walk forward with Liu Feifei.

It's just that when she passed by Cen Xingyue's side, Sheng Jia stopped her: "Nie Changhuan." ”

Nie Changhuan stopped, turned his head to look at her, and didn't speak.

Sheng Jia was angry when he thought that Tang Yaoyao was constantly alienating himself now because of Nie Changhuan, and his eyebrows, eyes and words became more and more sour, "What are you going to paint today?" Are you going to draw a chicken or a drawing? ”

Nie Changhuan didn't understand what she was saying, and Liu Feifei, who was standing on the side, instantly turned red, stared at Sheng Jia for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "You, you...... You vulgar! ”

"What's wrong with me being vulgar?" Sheng Jia glanced at Nie Changhuan contemptuously, "Maybe there are a lot of things she eats, if you really draw them, no one is as experienced as her!" ”

"......" Liu Feifei cried directly.

Even Cen Xingyue turned her face away uncomfortably.

Nie Changhuan's expression remained unchanged, just because he really didn't understand.

Although there have been a few times between her and Fu Xingye, Fu Xingye has not used her little mouth.

So that night not long after, when Fu Xingye, whose eyes were already well, whispered to her to open her mouth, Nie Changhuan suddenly remembered Sheng Jia's words today, and only then did he understand why Liu Feifei was angry and cried.

Sheng Jia saw that Nie Changhuan didn't react, and was immediately angry.

She gritted her teeth and looked at Cen Xingyue: "Sister Xingyue, look at it, I'm not wrong!" I said you don't have to worry, the painting in her preliminary competition was definitely painted by someone on her behalf! How can a rotten thing like her have that level! ”

Cen Xingyue was about to speak, when a scolding suddenly came from not far away.

Sheng Jia was frightened and hurriedly shouted, "Professor Yan."

Several people also immediately turned around to say hello, only to see that there were several people standing next to Yan Xiaofeng, Cen Xingyue recognized that these people were today's judges.

Cen Xingyue twisted her eyebrows slightly, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Sheng Jia's arm: "Jiajia, do you have any tangible evidence, how can you say this about Senior Sister Changhuan." ”

After speaking, Cen Xingyue also looked at Nie Changhuan specially: "Changhuan, I apologize to you on behalf of Jiajia." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the judges immediately looked at Nie Changhuan, and two of them looked at each other and frowned.

Cen Xingyue hooked her lips secretly.

Nie Changhuan raised his eyes and glanced at Cen Xingyue, only pulled his lips at her murderous slander, glanced at Yan Xiaofeng's extremely impatient gloomy face, and did not say a word very knowingly.

Sure enough, Yan Xiaofeng stared at Sheng Jia and Cen Xingyue, raised his hand and nodded at the two of them, and without saying a word, he left with a few other people.

When the others walked away, Sheng Jia glanced at Nie Changhuan triumphantly, and was originally going to say something, but when he saw Cen Xingyue leaving directly, he hurriedly followed.

Sheng Jia said softly: "Now she has taken the lead in the generation in front of several important judges, even if she draws well later, I am afraid that the judges will look at her things with colored glasses." Make her proud! ”

Cen Xingyue said in her heart that you are just doing this too much, and Nie Changhuan will not have the opportunity to participate in the competition at all, but after thinking about it, with Nie Wei's ability to do things, with Sheng Jia's performance, it can be regarded as a multiple guarantee.

……

When there were still ten minutes before the game, Nie Changhuan and Cen Xingyue had already sat down, and seeing that the host had already walked on the stage, Liu Feifei suddenly stood up, pinched Nie Changhuan's mobile phone and waved her arms vigorously.

Nie Changhuan subconsciously looked at Cen Xingyue who was sitting in front of him, and happened to look at Cen Xingyue meaningfully.

After meeting her gaze, Cen Xingyue did not move away in a panic, but raised her chin slightly and nodded at Nie Changhuan.

Nie Changhuan's face sank, and he looked at Liu Feifei, who was jumping and jumping, and immediately stood up.

At that time, the host happened to pass by her, saw her get up, and hurriedly grabbed her: "Classmate, the game is about to start, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to leave the venue now, hurry up and sit down." ”

"I ...... I went to the toilet. Nie Changhuan made an excuse for politeness, broke free from the host, and ran towards Liu Feifei on the side of the stage.

"Changhuan, just ...... Someone just called and said, your mother, she...... She's been kidnapped! Liu Feifei's tears rolled down, and she was so anxious that she was incoherent, "I remember you said that your mother is still pregnant with a baby, but ...... But you're about to compete, you've been preparing for months, it's ...... Changhuan ......"

Nie Changhuan grabbed the mobile phone from her hand, and when she dialed a call, the host on the stage was already in place and began to introduce the rules and evaluation process of this competition.

Cen Xingyue glanced at Nie Changhuan, who was standing on the phone with his back to him, and Liu Feifei, who was so anxious that she kept crying, hooked her lips, and focused her attention on the host's speech, and at the same time did psychological construction for herself.

At the moment when the host announced the official start of the competition, Cen Xingyue raised her eyes again to look at the other side of the stage and found that Nie Changhuan was no longer there, but ...... Liu Feifei was still sitting there.

Cen Xingyue sighed in her heart, looked sideways, and sure enough, she saw Nie Changhuan sitting upright, Nie Changhuan was looking at her, meeting her gaze, and tilting her head slightly, curling her lips and smiling at her.

Cen Xingyue suddenly felt that her whole body was out of strength, and she immediately withdrew her gaze, and her infinitely sinking heart finally beat heavily because of the disappointed hope.

Because of the particularity of the Chinese painting competition, the competition duration will not be short.

So by the time the game was completely over, it was already dark.

Cen Xingyue was the first person to walk out of the venue, and even Sheng Jia didn't wait, and got into his car directly.

She pinched her phone and smashed the steering wheel, holding her face and burying it on the steering wheel for a long time, until the phone rang, she slowly sat up straight.

Seeing the name displayed on the screen, Cen Xingyue leaked a resentful gaze, she didn't plan to answer, but somehow slipped to answer.

Nie Wei's panicked and weak voice came: "Miss Cen, I do ......"

Cen Xingyue closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she hung up the phone and blacklisted all of Nie Wei's contact information.

……

Not far away, under the flashing neon, Liu Feifei couldn't help but hug Nie Changhuan and screamed softly.

"Chang Huan, Chang Huan! You deserve to be my goddess! ”

"Changhuan, you are really amazing!"

"You're so jealous! So good-looking and so talented! ”

Nie Changhuan was embarrassed by her exaggerated appearance, glanced at the strange eyes cast by passers-by, and quickly covered Liu Feifei's mouth: "Okay, okay, everyone is looking at you." ”

Liu Feifei looked left and right, hurriedly shrunk her neck to cover her mouth, and finally leaned over to Nie Changhuan's ear, and whispered, "I'm really excited!" You don't know, when the judge embarrassed you halfway, I was scared to death! Also, was that phone call before the game really from a liar? How do I feel so real? ”

The judge who embarrassed Nie Changhuan that Liu Feifei said was one of the people who frowned in the corridor because of Cen Xingyue's words before, but Nie Changhuan's painting was far above the students in terms of concept and pattern, and with Yan Xiaofeng in charge, the final result was still very fair.

Nie Changhuan didn't answer her about the phone call, and only behaved calmly about the result of the game.

It's not that she thinks very highly of herself, it's just that for her, a daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, needless to say, the skills she has cultivated since she was a child, just that kind of environment, is not comparable to anyone in this modern society.

Moreover, her landscape painting today is a majestic and far-reaching scenery that she has seen many times when she went to the temple to pray for blessings, and there are few such scenes in this modern society.

Liu Feifei saw that she had no intention of mentioning the phone call, so she changed the topic and asked: "By the way, I heard that the sponsor and the organizer will hold a celebration banquet in two days, as long as all the students who enter the finals will have tickets, you, as the champion, can definitely invite your friends to join you, Changhuan, can you take me to Changchang?" ”

Since Nie Changhuan participated in Tang Sihuai's so-called charity dinner, he has become a little psychologically shadowed by banquet things. And now that the competition is over, she has nearly a week of vacation, and she wants to go back to Hwaseong to see Liu Yi first, and then ...... Go abroad to see Fu Xingye.

And the time of this banquet happened to be stuck in the middle, dividing her vacation.

So she said she wouldn't go to the banquet.

Although Liu Feifei was a little disappointed, she still respected Nie Changhuan's decision, because she had gone home beforehand.

Nie Manshuang and Lin Wenxuan said that they would come to pick up Nie Changhuan, but they were still stuck in traffic, so Nie Changhuan found a bench to sit down, and took out his mobile phone by the way.

She was about to call Liu Yi when the toe of a pair of women's high heels appeared in her field of vision.

Nie Changhuan didn't even raise his eyes, he knew who was coming.

She didn't look up, but hung up the call she had just dialed, and waited with her phone in her hand.

After a few seconds, the person who came really couldn't hold her breath, and almost gritted his teeth and asked her: "I clearly heard Liu Feifei say that your mother was kidnapped before, how did you completely ignore your mother's life and death, and still participate in the competition and win the championship?" ”