Chapter 602

Ning Li some helplessly pressed the eyebrow center.

Wang Yan is good at everything, but his temperament is too old-fashioned.

He said many times that he didn't have to, but he always insisted.

She replied.

I'm going to have dinner with Mr. Yu in the evening

......

Studio, exhibition area.

Sheng Miao stood in front of Wei songzhe's and Sheng Ruxue's paintings and looked left and right, thinking deeply.

"Is that girl really not from the Academy of fine arts? I think she seems to understand these things, and there is some truth in what she said. "

Sheng Ruxue's bad mood is even worse when he hears that.

She frowned slightly

"Second uncle, even you think so?"

Sheng Miao also studied painting before. Although he changed his profession later, his professional quality was still high.

He nodded.

"Is this the boy's painting on the left? It's better than you. Like snow, you still need to work hard. "

Sheng Ruxue has heard Wei songzhe's name.

Several professional teachers have publicly praised him, saying that he is very talented.

It's very rare to get such praise in an art academy full of talents.

Sheng Ruxue is almost the only freshman who can compete with him.

In fact, Sheng Ruxue is more famous than him.

Because she is now a disciple of Wang Yan.

This also makes Sheng Ruxue subconsciously think that he is better than Wei songzhe.

Of course, she would not be happy to hear such comments.

What's more, she has heard that, unlike many art students, including her, who have undergone professional training since childhood, Wei songzhe began to learn painting in high school.

It made her more uncomfortable.

Because it shows Wei songzhe's talent more and more.

She looks at Wang Yan

"Master, do you think so?"

Wang Yan is looking down at the mobile phone, I don't know who to send a message with, is very focused, did not hear her voice.

Sheng Ruxue bit her lip and didn't ask any more.

If Wei songzhe is really better than her, how can master accept her instead of Wei songzhe?

It's a picture

Sheng Miao thinks about it and suddenly says:

"But how do I think that girl just now looks a little familiar?"

Sheng Rusheng paused and said:

"She's Ning Li and Ning, too."

Sheng Miao reacts for a moment and suddenly comes back.

"It was her!"

No wonder he felt as if he had seen it somewhere!

When he figured it out, he laughed.

"No wonder, I said she should understand."

As the top designer of GS, Ning's talent in aesthetics is beyond doubt.

It's not surprising to be able to make that comment just now.

Sheng Ruxue's lips moved.

"... oil painting and fashion design are still different..."

Her voice is very light.

Sheng Miao patted her on the shoulder.

He knows Sheng Ruxue, from small to large, with the wind and water, temperament inevitably proud.

"That's true, but to some extent, they have something in common."

The academy also has a major in fashion design, while Sheng Ruxue is a painting major.

"I saw her thorny night, indeed --" Sheng Miao sighed.

The rest of the words didn't finish, but Sheng Ruxue understood what he meant.

Wang Yan looked at the reply on his mobile phone and felt some regret.

If he had known that, he should have made time for this evening.

But now he has an appointment with Sheng Miao.

Ning Li seemed to know what he was thinking, and soon he sent another one.

[uncle Yan, since there are friends coming, let's treat them first. Let's get together next time

Wang Yan was relieved.

Yes, anyway, people are in Beijing now. If you want to meet, it's much more convenient than before.

He typed a line.

OK, then you and master will have a good get-together. By the way, Shifu's blood sugar is high again recently. Please advise me more

Ning Li replied, "good.".

Seeing this sentence, Wang Yan put away his mobile phone.

.......

Wei songzhe originally planned to invite Ning Li to dinner, but when she said that she would go to Mr. Yu's home in the evening, she gave up.

He sent Ning Li to the craft building, but halfway through, he got a call from the director.

Ning Li asks him to go back and looks at the time. Instead of going to the craft building, he calls Yu Pingchuan directly.

Yu Pingchuan picked up soon.

"A li?"

"Miss Yu, are you finished?"

"Just after class, what's the matter?"

Ning Li stands by the side of the road, looking at the fallen leaves on the ground

"I'm waiting for you at zongqi road."

Yu Pingchuan was very surprised

"Have you come to the Academy of fine arts?"

Ning Li just said to have dinner together in the evening, but didn't mention it.

"Well, I'm here to meet a friend. It happens that you will go back with you after class."

A few fuzzy voices came from the phone, as if the students were greeting Yu Pingchuan.

Yu Pingchuan didn't expect to receive such treatment today. He was so happy that even the students' voice was much lighter.

"Good! I'll go now. Let's go back to the Shuiyuan family with the dishes Xiao Lin just bought yesterday. "

Ning Li nodded

"Good."

......

After a while, a white car stopped in front of Ning Li.

Lin Yaohui is in charge of driving and Yu Pingchuan is in the back row.

Ning Li gets into the car.

The car slowly drove out of the gate of the Academy.

.......

Shuiyuan family.

As soon as he entered the door, Yu Pingchuan asked with a smile

"What would you like to eat today? Xiao Lin has bought a lot of things. They are all in the refrigerator. Your paintings have been sold successfully. Today we have to celebrate

Ning Li came to the refrigerator, opened the door and took everything out.

Celery, tomatoes, carrots.

Vegetables, balsam pear, broccoli.

The smile on Yu Pingchuan's face gradually disappeared.

"Ah, ah Li, are we going to eat these in the evening?"

Ning Li gave a faint "um" and looked back at him.

"Why, don't you think it's enough?"

Yu Pingchuan's intuition is not good. Looking at that pile of ingredients, he is not good at all.

He nodded insincerely:

"Enough, enough..."

Ning Li takes things to the kitchen and turns back again.

Her hand reached into the inside of the refrigerator.

Yu Pingchuan's heart jumped. He just wanted to dissuade him, but it was too late.

Apple, cherry, peach.

Longan, litchi, passion fruit.

It's very deep, but it's not the first time Ning Li has done it. He is very skilled.

As he took out more and more things, Yu Pingchuan became more and more uneasy.

Bang.

The refrigerator door is closed.

Ning Li looks calm and looks over.

Yu took two steps back.

Lin Yaohui looked up at the ceiling and secretly regretted why he had to rub the meal!?

"Is it delicious?"

Ning Li asked in a light voice,

"I met uncle Yan today. He said that your blood sugar is high again. I think all these things are delicious. "

Yu Pingchuan struggled

"I, i... it's from Jinse Bay, not from me!"

Of course, he won't say that it was hard for him to get it.

"Oh, yes?"

Ning Li nodded, put those in the bag, and then went to one side, took out the mobile phone to make a call.

Yu Pingchuan has a bad heart! I'm going to stop it right away.

"Ah Li! Ali! Have a good talk! What are you calling -- "

The next moment, the phone was through.

A smile with the vicissitudes of life, low voice from inside.

"A li?"

Ning Li's voice has no waves.

"Miss Yu said you gave them, didn't you?"

Yu Pingchuan covers his face in despair.

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly.

"Did you forget what I told you before?"

Yu Pingchuan's eyes beat wildly.

Just at this time, Ning Li looked over.

Her tone was light and she gave the last blow.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the First Affiliated Hospital of Xijing university to help Mr. Yu Hang up a number. You can join me."