In principle, all the artists who have been invited to the event can bring their own people with them.

But not that many people do that, and most of them come alone.

After all, people have a heart of comparison.

When there are many juniors, it is inevitable that they will want to see whose children are more promising.

If you win against other children to prove that your children are more promising, that's fine, if you can't compare, then adults and children are uncomfortable.

is like the granddaughter of the old man who just asked Jiang Lingxi for an autograph, and when she thought that she would have to face the assessments that her grandfather might have, she even gave up the opportunity to have face-to-face contact with her favorite stars.

Therefore, the juniors who can be brought must be good enough.

Otherwise, it would be really impossible to do it on such an occasion!

Yuan Hui also knew in his heart that Jiang Lingxi had the ability to get the recognition of his peers present, so he directly brought people in without saying a word.

Cao Xinyan came with her grandfather before, and as President Cao's favorite granddaughter who taught writing and painting since she was a child, she naturally showed her hand and won praise from several elders.

That's why President Cao will have such a question.

But it's good that he doesn't say that, but Cao Xinyan feels even more nervous when he says it.

Grandpa didn't know Jiang Lingxi's skills, but she had seen Jiang Lingxi's works with her own eyes, and even lost a big ugly that she didn't dare to say when she went home.

If grandpa is interested, let her try it with Jiang Lingxi......

Thinking about the social death she might face next, she took a step, "Grandpa, let me make a pot of tea for the elders to taste." ”

Even if she has rarely practiced calligraphy and painting during this time, the self-confidence that was created before has not yet recovered, and she will inevitably be affected by her mentality and play abnormally, so it is better to find another way.

To make tea, she also grew up from primary school to adulthood, and even worshipped a famous tea master in the industry as a master.

She didn't believe that Jiang Lingxi could even compare to her!

President Cao looked at the back of his granddaughter walking towards the tea table with her skirt up, and always felt a little deserted and fled.

When the signed photo that had been circulated several times fell into his hand, looking at the three words that were still showing a bit of sharpness in the casual pen on the top, President Cao was silent for a moment and nodded, "The future is terrifying!" ”

Handing the photo back, he looked at his granddaughter who was sitting at the tea table and making tea seriously, and suddenly realized why his granddaughter, who was always a little sharp, avoided Jiang Lingxi.

This is, I don't want to humiliate myself!

Yuan Hui finally explained to everyone that Jiang Lingxi was not his apprentice.

He wants to accept it, but he has to have someone who can teach others.

Not to mention, the boyfriend is still that Mr. Shen.

Why do you want to go to him so far as to be near and far?

He still has this self-knowledge.

It's like the Cao family girl who honestly avoided this side and ran to make tea!

The fragrance of tea is permeated.

Yuan Hui took a sip of the teacup handed over by Cao Xinyan, squinted and nodded, "The tea is good." ”

Lao Cao's granddaughter still has some merit.

In the midst of the praise, Cao Xinyan proudly cast a smug look in Jiang Lingxi's direction.

Jiang Lingxi, who was bowing his head and sending a message to Shen Yunqing to ask him if he had set off: Sorry, I didn't receive it!

*

As the event was about to begin, the hallway outside the lounge was bustling with people.

Zhang Lingxuan absentmindedly took Hou Ershao's arm and got out of the elevator, took out the mobile phone in his handbag and looked down to check the information, took a step forward, and then heard a 'stab'.

At this time, she didn't care about what her father was telling in the message again, and moved her phone to look at her toes.

Delicate pointed-toe heels with a light gray-pink veil underfoot.

Looking up, the person in front of him already had an angry face.

"Don't you know how to read when you walk?"

I don't know why, Zhang Lingxuan looked at the young and beautiful face in front of him, and he felt a kind of annoyance for no reason, and he replied without thinking about it, "It's not time to walk the red carpet yet, don't you know how to carry the skirt so long, put this as a mop, then don't blame people for stepping on it." ”

"I just like to drag it away, can you handle it?" Jiang Xiyu not only didn't wait to apologize, but even the tulle on the dress was still trampled on the soles of the feet by the other party, looking at the piece of tulle that was torn, he even had the heart to kill in an instant, and after glancing up and down at the woman in front of him, he simply said as viciously, "A half-old, she actually painted such gorgeous makeup, wearing this kind of tight-fitting dress with her arms exposed, the fat on her stomach can be seen, and I don't know who gave you the courage!" ”

Zhang Lingxuan didn't like his makeup and dress today, but who made Hou Ershao, who was told by his father to have a good face, liked this one, and he was reluctant to put it on before going out.

The point that I care about and want to ignore the most was violently attacked, and the emotions that were originally suppressed by death were suddenly uncontrollable, and I pounced on it without reason, "I let you say, I will tear your mouth apart!" ”

Before I had time to say hello, I saw Hou Ershao and Mr. Han, who suddenly pinched their female companions: "......"

Why did you embarrass yourself before this event started?

"Okay, don't fight, if you fight again, I'll fuck off!"

It's hard to find anything else, it's not easy to find a female companion, a phone call is a lot of people rushing to come.

When they are rare!

The two of them pinched each other were only excited, and when they let go, they didn't forget to scratch each other's faces.

As a result, the nails are full of foundation, which is called a thick one.

Zhang Lingxuan: "Hehe! ”

The elevator doors were opened again.

Zhang Nachuan looked at his granddaughter walking beside him, "If you get bored later, go to the next door to play with Miss Jiang, the two lounges should not be far apart." ”

Yuan Sanshao, who went down to pick up the person again, also smiled and said: "Miss Jiang that Elder Zhang said will not be Miss Jiang Lingxi, coincidentally, Miss Jiang came with Mr. Yuan this time, and they are all resting in a lounge." ”

"Yuan Hui?"

"Exactly."

Then the three of them heard Zhang Lingxuan's hehe.

Zhang Nachuan listened to the familiar voice, turned his head to look over, and saw the eldest granddaughter with a cloak and disheveled clothes, like a crazy woman.

"Zhang Lingxuan, why are you here?"

Zhang Lingxuan even had a stiff brain for a while, and it took several seconds to regain control of his hand, and he hurriedly smoothed his hair, "Grandpa, I ......"

"Mr. Zhang, look up for a long time." Although Hou Ershao's preferences are a bit special, he still admires an old artist like Zhang Nachuan very much, he will take Zhang Lingxuan by his side, and the identity of Zhang Nachuan's granddaughter also has a certain bonus, which will take the initiative to reach out, "Ling Xuan was brought by me, it is estimated that it will not be long before I can call Mr. Zhang a grandfather." ”

Looking at the famous bastard in the circle in front of him, Zhang Nachuan only felt that all the blood in his body was flowing up his head, and his face instantly turned red and black, and he could see that his blood pressure had exploded without a blood pressure monitor.

Zhang Anfeng's bastard is just doing it with him, right?

Zhang Lingxuan saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly explained: "Grandpa, it's my dad who forced me to ......."

Zhang Nachuan directly slapped away the hand she was about to grab, gritted his teeth and scolded: "I don't have any son, don't let this fool confess grandpa." ”

grabbed Xu Ling'an's hand again, and rushed forward with his head bored, "An'an, let's go!" ”