Chapter 614

After Fu Chensheng's birthday, the temperature in the capital went down sharply, and the old lady was in poor health. She had a bad cold, but she didn't get well after taking medicine. She was in hospital for several days.

Dai Yunqing had already returned to Jiangcheng. Fu Yi had not yet returned to Jinling. She and sun Qionghua took turns to take care of him in the hospital.

In fact, after Fu Yuxiu went abroad for further study, Fu Zhongli and his wife also discussed moving out of their old house. In consideration of the fact that Fu's second son is old and old, he always has some minor physical problems, and it's convenient to take care of them nearby, so he always lives together.

Sun Qionghua, who is devoted to taking care of his small home, is far away from the shopping mall. He has a softer temper and has a good relationship with the Fu family.

On the day of discharge, Fu Chen went to the hospital to meet her.

"Your elder sister and sister-in-law are here. You don't have to come here specially. It's not a serious illness. You don't have to stir up the masses." The old lady said with a smile, "in fact, when I live to this age, I have enough money. Now I can earn one more day."

"Don't say that, Ma." Fu Yi's heart is sour when she mentions this, which is not a taste.

The old lady laughed and looked at Fu Chen. "Third, you've come to the hospital anyway. Do you want to have an examination?"

"Check?" Fu Chen picks eyebrows, "I have a physical examination every year."

"It's not an ordinary examination. Do something else." As soon as the old lady said this, the atmosphere in the ward changed instantly. Sun Qionghua, who was originally packing, coughed twice. "I suddenly thought that it was time for Zhongli to come. I went out to make a phone call to ask."

Fu Chen said, "Mom, what do you want?"

"I'm in good health," he said

"You're idle. You've been fooling around all day."

"It's not speculation. I've heard people say that once a man is over 30, the quality will not work!"

Fu Yi sat on the edge, drooping his head and holding a smile.

Fu Chen's face was black. "Where did you hear that from?"

"You look so young. You're all this age. If it's another ten years, you'll say you..."

Fu Shen sneered and said nothing.

When he was discharged from hospital, Fu Yi still patted him on the shoulder and said, "is mom worried that you can't do it?"

Fu Chen had a dark face all day. When song Fengwan asked him why, he refused to say so. He held himself back for several days.

Song Fengwan knew that he was a little abnormal after he picked up the old lady. He thought there was something wrong with the old lady's health, so he asked Fu Yi.

"Lao San is OK. Don't worry about him. My mother said that you are much younger than him. I'm afraid that he will have energy problems in the future. Let him check it."

Song Fengwan laughs and teases Fu Chen about it.

As a result, we can imagine whether it will work after all. If there is any problem, we will know only after we have done it.

**

After more than a month, song Fengwan was preparing for the design competition of the college. Because of the high snow last time, it was very noisy. The college learned the lesson from the last time, and each link was specially supervised. Finally, people outside the school were invited to conduct the selection.

Strict reward and punishment mechanism has also been set up. If plagiarism is found, it will be criticized and punished.

In the off campus evaluation, there happened to be Tang Jing porcelain.

It's been more than half a year since Joe's coming to China to hold a design exhibition. Duan Linbai is busy arranging the venue. Because the design works are all overseas, long-distance transportation, worry about damage, charter special transportation, and give each work more than ten million insurance.

Although the design exhibition is at the end of the year, all kinds of work, especially the publicity work, have already been put on the agenda.

The design competition of Beijing University Academy of fine arts is quite famous in the industry. Duan Linbai wants to take advantage of the opportunity to get a wave of heat. Jingdaneng invites the master to be the judge, so naturally he is willing to cooperate with him.

However, Tang WANGJIN was busy and couldn't get away. Tang Jingci just came to Beijing to check the progress of the design exhibition, so this seat naturally fell to her.

As in previous years, the list of winners has been announced before the award ceremony of the design competition.

Song Fengwan won a special award, which is actually the so-called consolation and encouragement award.

Hu Xinyue also patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "late, in fact, it's very good. The previous ranking is basically taken by senior students and postgraduates. It's great that you can win the prize."

Song Fengwan nodded, only to say that he needed more efforts.

"I hear there's a bonus?"

"Two hundred dollars." Song Fengwan said with a smile, "if we get paid, we'll go to a restaurant."

The other two in the dormitory are naturally happy.

Miao Yating is a member of the design class. Every day, he either paints design drafts or pursues plays in the dormitory Water Forum. At more than ten o'clock that night, song Fengwan was washing clothes. He heard Miao Yating calling for her all the time.

"What's the matter?"

"In the review, what's the relationship between Tang Jingci and you?"

"It's my elder martial sister." Song Fengwan didn't explain the relationship between her and her cousin.

According to the relationship between his father and his grandfather, it is reasonable to call elder martial sister.

"She was hacked by someone on the school forum."

"What?" Song Fengwan rushed over.

A post called "unfair design competition, malpractice for personal gain" has been ordered to the front of the forum.

And the one who dug in here is Tang Jing porcelain.

This person mainly from two aspects, discusses the unfair competition.

First, Tang Jingci is not Joe. She has no works and no achievements in the industry, so she is not worthy of being a judge.

She was forced by the Duan family. She had the capital behind her to promote the design exhibition. She was just familiar with it. She couldn't represent Joe, so there was a big problem in this review.

Second, she has a special relationship with song Fengwan. Few sophomores win prizes, so she must help song Fengwan secretly. There may be some benefits in it.

"This person is stupid. If she really helps you cheat, how can she only get a consolation award, at least let you get a second or first prize." Hu Xinyue can't laugh or cry, "this person is he didn't win the prize, he sour, deliberately find fault."

"But late, your elder martial sister really has no achievements in this aspect?" Miao Yating looks to the wind of the Song Dynasty.

Someone on the Internet specially searched the keywords of Tang Jingci, except for some with the same name, there was no award-winning resume. Compared with the resumes of other judges, it was not only shabby, but also not at a level at all.

"There should be." She had seen Tang Jingci's sketch and knew that she was helping Tang WANGJIN, but she didn't ask what she had done.

Her sketching skill is not at the level of playing.

Tang Jingci, like his cousin, usually comes out with some wool and carving knives in his luggage. It's impossible for him to carry stones all over the world in order to force him.

"The people in this post said that they have written to the headmaster's mailbox. In a few days' award party, your elder martial sister, as a judge, will surely attend. You can wait. Maybe it will be a good show." Hu Xinyue shrugged.

"In fact, since you and your third brother have made a public relationship, many people have been sour on you. How many people are waiting to see you joke and wish you would make a fool of yourself? Otherwise, how could this post be so high?"

Song Fengwan smiles indifferently and goes back to the bathroom to continue rubbing his clothes.

*

This post was deleted after several hours on the page. The next day, the school also issued a notice through the guidance classes of each class, saying that the design competition evaluation had been screened and they felt qualified for the position. I hope you don't pass on false information. The specific matters will be explained in detail at the award ceremony.

Because the award ceremony also showed some works of teachers and judges, the school is ready to take advantage of this time to clarify, students dare not speak openly, but they are still discussing in private.

Song Fengwan worried that Tang Jingci was unprepared and was embarrassed at that time, so he told her in advance.

"... you mean someone's going to embarrass me at the party?" Tang Jingci has just carved a little statue of a young girl in ruby. He has cleaned up the jade scraps on the table, washed his hands and applied hand oil.

"It's just possible." Because the award-winning students may be selected by large companies, so this competition, all the students are very concerned about, "do you have any works?"

Tang Jingci chuckled, "do you think the leaders of your Academy of fine arts have nothing to do with it? Because Duan Linbai often subsidizes school activities, he puts a baiding in the jury. Isn't this waiting for people to pick on him? "

"So to speak, you are not in a foreign country, and you hold a position under the title of martial uncle. It's hard to avoid some people's bitterness..."

It seems that Song Feng has something to say, but he doesn't want to say it.

"What are you trying to say?"

"Are you engaged in jade carving or artistic creation?"

"I carry a knife all day, don't you think?" Tang Jingci continued to apply hand oil.

Her skin was very thin, in the glare of the lamp, light through, skin transparent.

"But what my cousin said about your broken hands."

Qiao Xiyan returned to Wusu after Fu Chensheng's birthday. Even though Tang Jingci was in the capital at the moment, he took over a job in the museum to help carve a relief in the museum, but he didn't rush to the capital. However, as the work came to an end, he was able to get to the capital in these two days.

"What did you say?" The cool features of Tangjing porcelain add a cool color of silk under the light.

They make complaints about the food they eat by hand, which is worse than personal attacks.

"This is what my cousin said..." song Fengwan said timidly.

They are male and female friends. Song Fengwan must have asked Qiao Xiyan what she was doing and whether she was also playing Jade carving. Qiao Xiyan said, "she has a broken hand."

"Said josiyan?" Tang Jing porcelain has a smile on the corner of his mouth. He picks up the carving knife and weighs it in his hand.

"Sister Tang..." song Fengwan heard that her tone was not right, and knew that he had said something wrong.

"No, thank you for reminding me."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Jingci took a piece of stone and engraved the name of Qiao Xiyan on it.

"My hand is broken, you are blind, you are the hand!"

That's too much.

*

Qiao Xiyan just came home from the work of the museum and took a shower. She was about to make a video with Tang Jingci, but she was told that she had gone to bed.

It's only half past six in the evening. What's the woman sleeping on?

But he, a straight man, naturally would not think of anything wrong with her. He thought she was too busy and tired recently, so he sent a message back to her

Tang Jingci waited for a long time, but he was so angry that he didn't fall asleep.

Why didn't he ask why he went to bed so early? good night?

Josiyan, you son of a bitch!

Qiao Xiyan is more direct and doesn't think so much. He thinks about Tang Jingci in his heart, and seldom expresses it directly. He can't sleep at night. He is restless. He turns around in his yard, and his throat itches hard. He feels the cigarette inside the drawer and lights one.

Quit smoking for a long time, suddenly smoked a strong cigarette, and a little choking throat.

"Ouch, you little boy don't sleep in the middle of the night." Joe Wangbei was busy until midnight. When he came back to the house, he saw the shadow in the yard, which almost scared him to death. "You want to scare me to death!"

"I can't sleep."

Qiao Wangbei stares at him for a long time, but he doesn't know. Qiao Xiyan has already hooked up with Tang Jingci, "Xiyan, you're not young."

Josiyan was silent.

"Your cousins are in love."

"What do you want to say?"

Joe looked at the north and thought for a long time. He said something in silence.

"As for your mother, she left early, and dad didn't care enough about you. This man has a little desire. It's normal. It's human's great desire."

Josiyan picks eyebrows. The older the old boss gets, the more serious he is. What is he talking about?

"What are you trying to express?"

"Do you miss a woman?"

Josiyan's fingers trembled, and the ash fell on the thick pulp of his fingers.

At his age, how can he not feel ashamed to say such a thing?