Chapter 618
Last year, song Fengwan, a freshman, helped a little behind the scenes. This year, some students have called her sister.
"Xuejie, your position is here. You need to go on stage to receive the prize later. Someone will take you up."
When song Fengwan sat down, there were fluorescent sticks, program flow chart and a bottle of mineral water on the seats.
On the back of the program list is printed the propaganda picture of Duan's wanbaohui shopping mall.
At this time, the students were basically seated, and the auditorium was full of people. She was looking down at the program flow, and suddenly heard someone calling her, "Miss Song."
Listening to her familiar voice, she looked up and saw Jiang Er Shao.
Last time, he sponsored the evening party of the Academy of fine arts. This year, he seems to have injected some money into the competition. He and song Fengwan are two rows apart and wave to her.
Today, I specially wore a suit, which is a little out of place with his temperament. It's just like a man.
Song Fengwan smiles at him. As soon as he wants to say something, he is pulled and pressed on the seat by the man beside him.
"Brother?"
"A lot of students are watching. You look like a fool. If you don't want to face me, I want to." The man said that he had found a place to sit down.
Jiang Er Shao humed bitterly, "your face is the most valuable."
"Leading mentally handicapped children out, I feel a lot of pressure."
Jiang Er Shao is silly.
You are retarded. Your family is retarded!
In the bottom of my heart scolded a pass, suddenly feel where not quite right, the whole family mental retardation?
The last time he came back from Beijing, when he got home, he screamed wildly. His brother didn't say anything, "if you have the ability, you can go out and make a world by yourself, instead of fighting for your father."
"I have given the large stone carvings in the video to your school. You should be able to see them soon. If you still have doubts about my ability, you can come to me at any time."
In fact, with a few awards in hand, Tang Jingci is enough to sit in that position, but she hit some people in the face with her strength tonight.
Especially josiyan's.
This guy said he had a broken hand?
Just watching videos, experts can see that this is definitely from childhood. Some things can be achieved overnight by talent. Carving is not, there is no precipitation, it can't be done in one go.
Josiyan sat on the stage, rubbing his fingers subconsciously.
Two people line of sight collide, Tang Jingci unexpectedly mercilessly gouged out his one eye.
You pissed her off?
Why is it a little provocative?
At this time, an old professor of the Academy of fine arts reached over his shoulder and said, "Xiyan, your younger martial sister's technique may be better than yours. At least there are few large stone carvings of this level in China."
"It's very hidden. That painting is also very good. It's not the top level. It's also excellent."
"Tiger father without dog daughter, Xiyan, do you have a sense of crisis?"
……
Qiao Xiyan smiles bitterly. Is her daughter-in-law really better than herself?
My hands are itchy.
In the future, if people say that the technology is not as good as her?
Can you hear that?
"Xuejie, your position is here. You need to go on stage to receive the prize later. Someone will take you up."
When song Fengwan sat down, there were fluorescent sticks, program flow chart and a bottle of mineral water on the seats.
On the back of the program list is printed the propaganda picture of Duan's wanbaohui shopping mall.
At this time, the students were basically seated, and the auditorium was full of people. She was looking down at the program flow, and suddenly heard someone calling her, "Miss Song."
Listening to her familiar voice, she looked up and saw Jiang Er Shao.
Last time, he sponsored the evening party of the Academy of fine arts. This year, he seems to have injected some money into the competition. He and song Fengwan are two rows apart and wave to her.
Today, I specially wore a suit, which is a little out of place with his temperament. It's just like a man.
Song Fengwan smiles at him. As soon as he wants to say something, he is pulled and pressed on the seat by the man beside him.
"Brother?"
"A lot of students are watching. You look like a fool. If you don't want to face me, I want to." The man said that he had found a place to sit down.
Jiang Er Shao humed bitterly, "your face is the most valuable."
"Leading mentally handicapped children out, I feel a lot of pressure."
Jiang Er Shao is silly.
You are retarded. Your family is retarded!
In the bottom of my heart scolded a pass, suddenly feel where not quite right, the whole family mental retardation?
The last time he came back from Beijing, when he got home, he screamed wildly. His brother didn't say anything, "if you have the ability, you can go out and make a world by yourself, instead of fighting for your father."
"I have given the large stone carvings in the video to your school. You should be able to see them soon. If you still have doubts about my ability, you can come to me at any time."
In fact, with a few awards in hand, Tang Jingci is enough to sit in that position, but she hit some people in the face with her strength tonight.
Especially josiyan's.
This guy said he had a broken hand?
Just watching videos, experts can see that this is definitely from childhood. Some things can be achieved overnight by talent. Carving is not, there is no precipitation, it can't be done in one go.
Josiyan sat on the stage, rubbing his fingers subconsciously.
Two people line of sight collide, Tang Jingci unexpectedly mercilessly gouged out his one eye.
You pissed her off?
Why is it a little provocative?
At this time, an old professor of the Academy of fine arts reached over his shoulder and said, "Xiyan, your younger martial sister's technique may be better than yours. At least there are few large stone carvings of this level in China."
"It's very hidden. That painting is also very good. It's not the top level. It's also excellent."
"Tiger father without dog daughter, Xiyan, do you have a sense of crisis?"
……
Qiao Xiyan smiles bitterly. Is her daughter-in-law really better than herself?
My hands are itchy.
In the future, if people say that the technology is not as good as her?
Can you hear that?