Chapter 95: Mo Wildlan's Memories (3)

At that time, he listened to the woman's answer, but smiled, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the frightened woman in front of him, what did she say about him just now?

Can you protect people's feelings?, he recalls this comment sarcastically.

Some people say that he is ruthless and resolute, or amorous, indiscriminate or even ruthless, but no one has ever commented on him like this.

Can protect people?

This woman's evaluation of him is really fresh!

I think he Mo Langlan has never had the heart to protect people, but now some people say that he is a person who can protect people!

Although it is a fresh evaluation, there are too many women around him, and she is so inconspicuous, her facial features are not outstanding, compared with his bewitching/charming/charming bed partners, she is too ordinary.

Of course, this woman was not stunningly beautiful, and since he knew that she was not the one who wanted to harm him, he ignored her.

She ran away in a panic with the painting tools, and he walked around along the riverside, and this chance encounter by the river did not leave the slightest trace in his heart.

Later, a literary and art company under EA held a painting competition, and he happened to come to the cultural company to inspect at that time, and saw the thick or subtle paintings on the wall.

But when I saw a painting with only a few brushstrokes, there was no excessive color, only black, white and gray three tones, in so many carefully created art exhibitions, that painting was indeed enough to stand out from the crowd, and it made people question at a glance.

"How can that painting be approved?" he asked the head of the cultural company who was following him.

The person in charge of the cultural company glanced at the number of the drawing, flipped through the entry book in his hand, and handed it to him after opening the page corresponding to the number.

"Mr. Mo, the contestant with the entry number 6, whose real name is Chen Zining, is a student of F University, and her painting was also controversial by the jury at the beginning, and finally passed through guò. ”

Mo Langlan looked down at the information in his hand, Chen Zining, a student at F University, still painted, and when he saw the person in the photo, he finally remembered that it was the person who was almost injured by him that night.

"Mr. Mo, the afternoon is the last round of the competition, and our requirement is that the contestants who have passed the guò review will come to the stage to give a speech on the reason and process of her painting, and Mr. Mo can stay and watch if he is free. ”

Mo Langlan closed the entry record in his hand, and then glanced at the monotonous painting, "Okay!" He handed the entry back to the person in charge of the cultural company, and turned his head to walk elsewhere.

When Mo Langlan was really sitting in the VIP seat, he pinched his forehead with a wry smile, it seemed that he was really stupid, it was just an ordinary painting, he really stayed and listened.

The people in front of him were either fancy, simple, or a large number of touching and heartfelt painting sources, Mo Langlan didn't pay attention to listen, and it was not until the judges called out the name of "Chen Zining" that he retracted his thoughts that had been scattered aside.

Chen Zining, who was standing on the stage, was dressed in a simple and neat shirt, a pair of washed jeans underneath, an ordinary T-shirt on the upper body, and a pair of canvas shoes underneath, a refreshing student group.

She tied up her ponytail, revealing a fair and small face, and her delicate facial features revealed a comfortable feeling, such a person, with only one eye, clean and clear.