In the living room, Qiao Weidong and Song Qian were inseparable; In the studio, Fang Yifan was very doggy and helped Qiao Yingzi.

"Yingzi, isn't it this?"

"Wrong, this piece is not the right color, you look for it again."

Fang Yifan himself is not interested in Lego, so Qiao Yingzi likes to play with him; But again, as long as you are with the person you like, you will be happy in whatever you do.

"Fang Monkey, I was just scared to death, I'm afraid that they will pinch me at your house."

Recalling this morning's experience, Qiao Yingzi is still a little scared.

"No, your mother has the most important rules, as long as she is in my house, she and Uncle Qiao can't get into trouble."

Fang Yifan was still too naïve in the end, or underestimated Song Qian, and Tong Wenjie appeared in time, otherwise the picture just now would definitely be very refreshing.

"Today is the first time they've eaten at the same table since their divorce; I really liked the atmosphere just now, they served me food separately, it was like going back to when I was a child. ”

Fang Yifan could see that Qiao Yingzi's mind was not actually on Lego, and what she liked more than playing with building blocks was that her parents could get along harmoniously.

"Leave it to me, I'll definitely find a way to organize a few more events like today."

The goddess is in need, Fang Yifan said that the little one is willing to serve the work of dogs and horses.

At half past nine, Song Qian still couldn't help it, knocked on the door and came in:

"Yingzi, it's past nine o'clock, we should go back."

"It's only halfway through the fight, and tomorrow is a rest day, Mom, will you let me play again?"

"Yes, Aunt Song, it's still early."

Fang Yifan also helped on the side.

"Yingzi, you won't forget that you still have a mission tonight."

"What kind of task, you mean to do the test papers?"

"Yes, you've fallen to third, and all art candidates are better than you, isn't it time to work harder?"

Song Qian opened her mouth to come, and her words were a bit ignorant of the feelings of the younger generation.

"Aunt Song, Lei'er and I are..."

"Fanfan, you and Lei'er did well in the exam this time, but Yingzi is different from you, especially you; You can play as much as you want, but Yingzi can't;

I know you're acting out of kindness, but you're not helping her, you're hurting her, do you know what I mean? ”

Fang Yifan didn't expect Song Qian to say such things to one of his juniors so disregarded.

"Mom, don't say it, I'll go back with you..."

Fang Yifan knew that he couldn't speak at this time, otherwise it would intensify the contradiction; If Song Qian discovers the underground relationship between the two, Qiao Yingzi will be even more difficult to be.

It is difficult for a Qing official to cut off family affairs, and since traveling through many worlds, Fang Yifan has a sense of powerlessness for the first time.

"Son, you seem to have gotten along well with Yingzi recently."

After the Qiao family left, Fang Yuan looked at Fang Yifan, who was speechless, and said thoughtfully.

"When are we having a hard time?"

Tong Wenjie was very arrogant, if he wanted to say that he was thoughtful and observant, it had to be Fang Yuan, Fang Yifan was not surprised that he would find something.

"You used to be good, but it's a little different from what you are now, you tell me honestly, are you in early love."

Fang Quanquan said with a smile on his face.

"What kind of early love, I'm eighteen, the legal age of love; Dad, don't say you haven't been in a relationship when you're eighteen. ”

If it was Tong Wenjie, Fang Yifan would definitely choose to pretend to be a lake, but Fang Yuan? You can fight for it.

"It's true, son, you have a good eye, Yingzi is indeed a good girl, obedient and sensible, not only your mother, but also your father wants such a daughter; But now is the third year of high school, and in extraordinary times, you must grasp the balance. ”

Fang Yuan was not ready to be a grandfather, so he gave Fang Yifan a preventive shot.

"I'm not measured enough, just now Aunt Song called Yingzi away, I didn't say anything, I couldn't help but spit out, but that's it."

Fang Yifan felt that it was not easy for him.

"What are you father and son talking about?"

Seeing that Fang Yuan hadn't returned to the room for a long time, Tong Wenjie, who had finished washing, came out.

"It's nothing, I think Yingzi is too pitiful; Mom, you're a good friend. ”

"Now that you know I'm fine, why did I go earlier; Hurry up and wash and sleep, I'll send you to Mr. Chen's class tomorrow. ”

Tong Wenjie also felt that Song Qian was a little too harsh on Qiao Yingzi.

………

Breeze Gallery

Fang Yifan didn't let anyone accompany him, he carried an oil painting on his back and took a taxi.

"Hello Mr. Chen."

Only in the last contact, Fang Yifan felt that Chen Qingfeng was a capable person, and he might not be able to teach himself too much, but it was enough to lead himself into the industry.

"Here, let me see the painting."

Teaching students according to their aptitude is the basic quality of every teacher, and with Fang Yifan's ability, Chen Qingfeng will certainly not teach him as an ordinary student.

"This is your school?"

An oil painting in a realistic style - Spring Breeze Middle School in the early morning.

"yes."

"The colors and layout are very good, and I don't look like I can draw them at your age; I need to polish and correct it here.,You're in a bit of a hurry.。 ”

Chen Qingfeng commented while watching.

"The time in the third year of high school is a bit tight, and my mother has never supported me to take this path, she wants me to be admitted to Tsinghua University."

Tong Wenjie said last night, Fang Yifan only thought that he was going to come to Chen Qingfeng's side today, and he would hurry up to paint at night, can he not hurry?

"Alas, all parents are the same, when I was your age, my mother also told me to take the Tsinghua exam; But if Tsinghua is so good in the test, he will not be Tsinghua. ”

Chen Qingfeng felt it, and looked at Fang Yifan and remembered himself back then.

"I told you last time, with your current level, I have nothing to teach; Let me paint this painting, and that's probably it. ”

Talent is really more important than hard work, Chen Qingfeng sighed in his heart.

"Teacher Chen has won the award, and he is far worse than me..."

If you want to keep your voice silent, you're really stupid.

"There is a sequence of hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry; You are a natural painter, and I am better suited to be a teacher;

In the past few days, I have a junior sister holding an art exhibition in Beijing, and I am going to see it in the afternoon. ”

Chen Qingfeng didn't treat Fang Yifan as a child, he was purely communicating as an equal.

Go to the art exhibition, or go to the junior sister's art exhibition, what do you want, Chen Qingfeng wants to take himself into the industry.

………

National Art Museum of China, Beijing

As soon as he got out of the car, Fang Yifan realized that Chen Qingfeng's junior sister was not an ordinary person, and to hold an art exhibition here, in addition to being rich and powerful, you also had to have connections.

Yang Yin's solo art exhibition

"Yang Yin, I seem to have heard it somewhere, teacher, your junior sister is still a big beauty."

Looking at the eye-catching poster at the door, Fang Yifan muttered to himself.

"She's much more famous than me, it's normal you've heard of it, let's go in and have a look."

Participating in this art exhibition, Chen Qingfeng also hesitated again and again, but when the matter came, he was firm, so he led Fang Yifan in.