Chapter 290

It was five o'clock after the meeting, and everyone had a light meal together. At the beginning of Fenglan, he went back to his room to sort out the materials, while Jiang Anzhi sorted out his photographic equipment.

Two people a bed head a bed tail sits, each dry each other does not interfere, but also harmoniously.

The next morning, Jiang Anzhi wakes up in the urging of fenglanchu. He confusedly sits on fenglanchu's shoulder and does not want to move for a long time.

It took a long time for welfare to get up.

By the time they went to breakfast, they had already arrived.

Fenglan noticed that there was a boy beside the dining table. He was wearing a cap with shining earrings on his ears and lip rings on his mouth. He looked like a little ruffian.

He saw that Feng Lanchu first breathed a whistle, and then said hello with a non-standard Mandarin: "Hello, little beauty."

Wind LAN early with a kind of you hang up the eyes fixed looked at this young man, haven't had time to sarcasm, see always affable watermelon president suddenly toward the boy's head suddenly a pat: "good talk, you will die?"

"Oh, oh, Dad, don't do that. It hurts." The boys kept dodging.

Dad? The wind haze beginning stares big eyes.

One round bulongdong looks like a watermelon, the other is tall and thin, like a scallion.

It doesn't look like the same species.

"Miss Xiaofeng, I'm sorry to make you laugh. My son grew up abroad. He was not disciplined and didn't understand etiquette. Please forgive me Watermelon president repeatedly apologized.

"It's OK, it's OK." The wind haze beginning awkwardly waved a hand, still shocked these two gene mutation.

At this time, the sleepy Jiang Anzhi finally arrived at the battlefield.

As soon as the boy saw Jiang Anzhi, he immediately set up a whole body of hostility. Even Feng Lanchu could detect the thought of dueling in his body.

"He is the river and the sea to send the rest of his life?" The boy asked his father in that strange tone.

"Yes, I don't want to see the great God." Watermelon president patted cucumber son a paw.

"For the rest of my life, my name is Xu mu. I want to challenge you."

Oh, his name is Xu mu, not really cucumber. Wind LAN at the beginning of the heart secretly tease, after a while just found himself crooked building crooked, cough, what did he just say? Who is he going to challenge?

Jiang An's eyebrows and eyes lightly swept him one eye: "I don't live with small fart child."

Finish saying to embrace breeze haze beginning to go toward dining area.

"Who do you think is the little fart?" Xu Mu is very unhappy. He is also a little famous guy in the photography industry.

He also has a lot of photographic powder, OK?

He was originally regarded as the eye of an angel, but in recent years he has been defeated in a series of powerful heavyweight photography competitions, because a man named Jiang Haiji can always take away his crown.

This is an intolerable thing for him, who grew up in the West and is eager to win or lose.

Mingming's works are also very good. Many young people also say that his works are interesting. Jiang Haiji's works for the rest of his life are boring.

But the judges always use that official rhetoric to get rid of him.

This let Xu Mu remember to send the rest of his life, and secretly regarded him as the enemy. Wait for it. One day, it will let you know that only the judges like it, which is not really liked by people. What is recognized and sought after by the audience is really a good work. So in the past few years, Jiang Haiji had to take part in all the competitions he participated in for the rest of his life, but they all ended in failure.

When his father told him that he had invited him to Jianghai for the rest of his life, Xu Mu flew back without hesitation.

He must compete with Jiang Haiji for the rest of his life to see whose works are more popular.

This film festival is the best opportunity!