"Mo Yun?"

An Yueyue handed over an international fashion magazine, and the page that opened was Mo Yun's latest model photo.

Shen Miao founded the ink rhyme, is a national style brand, but can meet the aesthetic needs of both Chinese and foreigners, not only in the domestic sales well, but also out of the world, high-end fashion magazines, there are very few no ink rhyme.

"Yes, Mo Yun! Woo woo, my goddess is the founder of Moyun, Senior Sister Shen Miao, I heard that she will have half a banquet in the middle of this month, and the three skirts on the picture will be exhibited......" An Yue pointed to the skirt in the magazine.

"These three skirts are not on sale yet, and the reservations are full, looking at the model picture is so good-looking, the real thing must be better! Mo Yun has never been cheating, woo woo woo is so good-looking! ”

"Do you like Mo Yun so much?" Xia Li chuckled, smiling with some satisfaction.

"Of course I do! Sister Shen Miao is my idol! Do you know? She is a top student of the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, and she could have been able to study in a safe place, but when she refused, the tutors cried, but there was no way, because her painting skills had even surpassed many teachers in the Academy of Fine Arts, hey, I used to like her paintings, and now I prefer the works under her brand. ”

"I can't see that you also like Chinese paintings." Xia Li was a little surprised.

An Yue suddenly sighed, and she approached Xia Li.

"Ah Li, didn't you find it strange? The students of the attached middle school are versatile, and there are many who can draw, why is Xia Nuan the only one who is brilliant in the end? ”

"Huh?"

"Xia Nuan suppressed, she paints well, but those who also paint well, they will be suppressed by her and dare not come out, Jiang Yue still helps her. Unless you really draw better than her, she will kill you in the cradle, so how dare I say I like to draw? ”

As he spoke, An looked at Jiang Yue happily and resentfully.

Jiang Yue was bowing his head to do the question, he didn't know that he was being complained about by An Yueyue.

"Forget it, who made me draw better than her, if I draw better than her, will she dare to suppress me. I'm still waiting on the scarf to see the banquet return picture, Mo Yun's three skirts, the model picture is too few, I can't see enough. ”

"What's so nice about returning to the picture." Xia Li said disdainfully, put down the magazine, and returned to his seat.

An Yueyue just felt that Xia Li's tone was because she didn't understand, after all, Xia Li was a person who didn't even know how to appreciate Master Jiang's paintings, so how could she take Shen Miao's banquet seriously? So she didn't think much of it.

It wasn't until the next day that An Yue realized that she was wrong.

"Here you go." Xia Li handed over an invitation to the banquet, "What's so good about returning to the picture, if you want to see it, just look at the scene." ”

An Yue was stunned for a moment, first rubbed his eyes, then pinched his thighs, and finally carefully took the invitation letter given by Xia Li like a treasure, looked left and right, looked at the sun, and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look.

"This ...... This turned out to be true! I've seen ...... I've seen other people's invitations, and it's true! Ah Li, how did you get it! ”

"Are you going?"

"Go!" An Yueyue chick nodded like a peck of rice, "This ...... How did you do it!? ”

"Didn't you help me get a ticket to Master Jiang's painting exhibition last time? It's a courtesy. ”

"Wow! Not in fact, but ...... It's just good, thank you, Ah Li! An happily hugged Xia Li excitedly.

Xia Li hates physical contact with others, and strangely, she doesn't reject An Yueyue.

It wasn't until An Yueyue hugged her enough and let go of her that she took out a small box from her pocket and gave it to An Yueyue.