The two days passed quickly, and on the day of the appointment with Mrs. Zhang, Qiao Yuanjing packed up and went out.

It was still Anna who sent her over.

The car stopped in front of Shuiyun Pavilion, Qiao Yuanjing unbuckled his seat belt, and said to Anna: "Just send me here, I'm going to meet a new friend today, it may not be convenient to take you there." ”

"Okay then, I'll wait for you outside, if there is an accident, remember to press that earring, and I will rush to your side as soon as possible." Anna shrugged and smiled.

I don't know if Qiao Yuanjing thought too much, this time Anna learned that she couldn't take her, and promised to be more cheerful than ever.

Normally, there would have been some hesitation before reluctantly agreeing, and it's really rare to agree without thinking like today.

Qiao Yuanjing couldn't help but think that the few times she went out before, Anna didn't show any willingness to follow.

All these abnormalities happened after Sa Lanxing came back, in the middle, will there be any reason?

Qiao Yuan turned a few corners in his heart, and watched thoughtfully as Anna drove the car away before walking towards the gate of Shuiyun Pavilion.

Mrs. Zhang, who had been waiting at the door of Shuiyun Pavilion for a long time, had already greeted her: "Coming?" Come on in. ”

Because it was not yet time to eat, Mrs. Zhang did not take her to the private room, but took her directly to the backyard.

At this time, it was still late spring, and the flowers in the backyard were blooming lively, and the faint fragrance of flowers penetrated into Qiao Yuanjing's nasal cavity, which made her heart feel relieved, and there was also the sound of the piano that came from somewhere.

Qiao Yuanjing couldn't help but feel a little admiration from the bottom of her heart.

It's hard to imagine being behind a busy shopping street, where everything has a sense of being hidden away from the city.

For everything in front of him, Qiao Yuanjing didn't go out of his way to look around, but just looked at it a few times naturally, and behaved indifferently from beginning to end.

Mrs. Zhang took her through the verandah, and then went around the door of the Moon Cave.

After getting out of a rockery, Qiao Yuanjing saw a carved door hidden under the banana tree.

She knew it was the place to go.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhang turned back to her and said, "It's here." ”

She continued to take Qiao Yuanjing inside, to Qiao Yuanjing's surprise, the furnishings in this room were no longer as elegant and a little ostentatious as outside, and what was imprinted into Qiao Yuanjing's eyes was a room of books, a tea table, and a lyre, nothing more.

Eating at Shuiyun Pavilion before, Qiao Yuanjing had a kind of positioning for the boss in his heart, and felt that although this restaurant was elegantly furnished, it still had a bit of a businessman's shadow.

But the furnishings here give a completely different look.

Everything here has lost its traces of merchants, leaving only the smell of books that fills the room.

At this time, Qiao Yuanjing had already met the boss in Mrs. Zhang's mouth.

When Qiao Yuanjing saw someone, she was not surprised, she knew this person.

Although she doesn't chase stars, Qiao Yuanjing also knows a few respected old actors in the entertainment industry.

The person in front of her is naturally no exception, she really couldn't imagine that the person who could make such a restaurant turned out to be an old-timer in the entertainment industry.

But when she thought of the feeling that this old-timer gave people, she felt that everything was reasonable.

This senior's name is Yu Deming, and he is not very old, about fifty, but he can be regarded as one of the few actors in the circle.

It's an actor, not an artist, and it's not a star.

That's how he feels.

Everyone in the world has a kind of style in his bones, a kind of arrogance that belongs to literati, such a trait should not appear in a person in the entertainment industry, but he is an exception.

Qiao Yuanjing has a good impression of him.

Not a cult of stars, but an admiration for an actor and a love for his work.

So after Mrs. Zhang introduced them, Qiao Yuanjing called out: "Senior Yu." ”

Yu Deming was obviously a little surprised by her title: "Why do you call me senior?" ”

"I thought I should call you that, so I did. If I have to come up with a reason, it should be that in my eyes, you don't look like an actor, but more like a literati. ”

These words are not compliments, but Qiao Yuanjing's sincere words.

Although Yu Deming's face was indifferent, Qiao Yuanjing's words touched his heart very much. He poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Zhang and Qiao Yuanjing, and motioned for them to sit down.

Then, he said to Qiao Yuanjing: "I heard that your calligraphy and painting attainments are quite high, and you are good at boneless techniques......"

Qiao Yuanjing took the tea handed by Guo Deming, glanced at Mrs. Zhang, and knew that what he was listening to was listening to Mrs. Zhang: "I just know a little bit about it." ”

"I'm also a little interested in the boneless technique, so I can discuss it when I have the chance."

This is the meaning of recognizing her as a friend.

"In that case, of course, I can't ask for it."

The next thing to talk about is some things on calligraphy and painting, Qiao Yuanjing couldn't imagine that not only Yu Deming is quite interested in calligraphy and painting, but also Mrs. Zhang's attainments are also very deep.

But although Qiao Yuanjing is young, she has a heritage, and she has been studying calligraphy and painting since she was enlightened by Mr. Zheng.

This will make her very comfortable with their topics.

Even some of the things she brought up were unheard of by Yu Deming and Mrs. Zhang.

This made Yu Deming not only impressed with her, he knew that he was an old friend, if someone was talented, the other party would not be a straw bag, but at Qiao Yuanjing's age, he could have such knowledge, but Yu Deming had never seen it.

In Yu Deming's circle, there are many masters in the calligraphy and painting world, even their juniors, they do not have Qiao Yuanjing's attainments.

Yu Deming has a kind of arrogance in his bones, but in the same way, he sincerely admires people who are truly talented and learned, and the same is true for Qiao Yuanjing.

He poured Qiao Yuanjing a cup of tea again, and sighed: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, I think that you shouldn't call me a senior, but we should call you a senior." ”

"You've won a prize."

"You don't need to be humble, I'm telling the truth. When Yun Qing mentioned you to me, I knew that you must be a talent, but I didn't expect that you would compare you to all of us. ”

Yun Qing in Yu Deming's mouth is Mrs. Zhang's real name, although Qiao Yuanjing is called Mrs. Zhang, but her name has already been mentioned to her when they met for the second time.

So for Yu Deming's words, Qiao Yuanjing just said modestly: "I'm just a fluke." ”

Qiao Yuanjing's words are not modest, if she hadn't met Mr. Zheng by luck when she was a child, maybe there would not have been a series of opportunities behind.