C706 Linglong and Lange

It was late autumn and there were no clouds in the sky.

Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuan Yuan sat in the taxi and headed towards the Nine Prefectures Tower.

"Right, tell me in detail about the selection process?" Xiao Yi was a little concerned about this matter, and immediately opened his mouth to ask about it.

"It's like this." Zhang Yuan Yuan started to explain to Xiao Yi: "This Art Master is here to create an exhibition in our country. She said that she wanted to find a young young painter in the country to resonate with his work. Then there will be long-term cooperation. Later, after the establishment of the exhibition hall in China, the combination of China and the West led a trend in the art world. "

"Oh." Xiao Yi nodded, and laughed playfully: "Looks like, this Art Master is very smart. Coming to the country to be selected was originally a gimmick. His exhibition hall had not yet been established, and the exhibition had not yet begun. This selection had brought him to the peak of public opinion. Moreover, with the integration of China and the West, the number of customers facing the exhibition hall would definitely increase, avoiding visual fatigue. Last but not least, he chose the young young painter instead of the famous art masters. This is even more cost-effective. "

Some things sounded simple, but with Xiao Yi's explanation. Zhang Yuan Yuan pondered, and instantly understood that there was still so much more behind this matter.

"You're amazing." Zhang Yuan Yuan tilted her head and looked at Xiao Yi, pouting.

Xiao Yi smiled, and remained calm and collected: "It should be, that so-called 'Art Master is powerful'. Not only has the artistic talent, but also has the merchant talent. "If you really get selected, I'm afraid you'll have to take things step by step to prevent yourself from suffering a loss."

Zhang Yuan Yuan laughed lightly, and joked: "Actually, I was just going to join in the fun. It doesn't matter if you're chosen or not. You have to look at the master in my heart. "

"If I really choose you?" Xiao Yi smiled as he looked at Zhang Yuan Yuan's blushing face.

Zhang Yuan Yuan was startled, and then muttered: "This is only a dream."

"This is not a dream, but your dream. Didn't you long for your transformation into an exhibition in every corner of the country? This is no doubt a shortcut, allowing you to instantly put on wings to realize your dream. " Xiao Yi encouraged Zhang Yuan Yuan.

Zhang Yuan Yuan thought about this grand selection competition and could only bitterly smile: "Did you know? How long would this great selection take? How many layers will you have to go through? "

"This is just him creating momentum." Xiao Yi said calmly.

"Dreams are not necessarily just dreams. It might just be a pipe dream." After these few days of fighting, Zhang Yuan Yuan's attitude had undergone a tremendous change. At this moment, a cold smile appeared on her face.

That beautiful face looked so cold.

In an instant, Zhang Yuan Yuan was like an iceberg that no one dared to approach.

The taxi whizzed by, passing through the streets and alleys of the SH city, heading towards the Nine Prefectures Tower at a fast pace.

However, the entrance of the Nine Prefectures Tower was completely blocked by cars, inside and out. As far as the eye could see, the cars were moving slowly like earthworms. Moreover, there was a head floating amidst the sea of people, slowly moving forward.

When the taxi driver saw this scene, he immediately stopped pulling forward.

Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuan Yuan were forced to get off the car, looking at the densely packed crowd in front of them. Xiao Yi sighed, and slowly said with emotion: "Everyone says we are rich and powerful, but they ignore our large population. We are lacking in everything except in people. If they were still in the era of cold weapons, they could win by numbers. "Then, we have already conquered the entire world."

Hearing Xiao Yi's teasing, Zhang Yuan Yuan emphasized her tone, "We do have a lot of people, but the most people will be in this kind of competition. If we say that the thing we lack the least is dreams. Some people carry simple dreams, while some people carry a greedy heart. "

"I know, Yuan Yuan, you must be the second type." Xiao Yi looked at Zhang Yuan Yuan, and said resolutely.

Zhang Yuan Yuan looked at the densely packed crowd, then raised her head and looked at the clear sky, and sighed: "I just want to show my work to more people. to give them the enjoyment of beauty, to give them the motivation to live, to want them to think about life, to live actively. "

"You will." Xiao Yi clenched his fists tightly.

After sighing for a moment, the two of them stepped through the crowd and wriggled forward.

At that moment, a car suddenly whizzed by. It was a Lamborghini convertible with a silvery white body that looked full of movement. He slowly walked out of the car and saw a pair of handsome men and beautiful women.

The man looked to be in his late twenties, and his entire body looked slightly thin. He was thin and had a oval face. His face was very pale, as though he had been brushed with a layer of white flour. His skin was even whiter than that of an ordinary woman's. He wore a white shirt, white pants, and white shoes. His entire body was covered in white. After getting out of the car, he took off his black sunglasses and lifted his head to look at the densely packed crowd.

The real man in white was better than snow, what a handsome young master.

However, this young master was too good-looking. If one had long hair, it would be impossible to distinguish a man from a woman at first glance.

Standing beside this handsome young master was a beautiful and flirtatious woman. She wore a tight red dress that revealed her long, curvy legs. She exuded an indescribable charm.

From the looks of it, this woman was very provocative. There was an exquisite figure. It had a convex front and a raised back. It was concave and uneven. His face was exactly the same as the man in white beside him, with a oval face. However, his skin color was a bit inferior compared to the man in white beside him. However, that curved willow leaf eyebrows, watery eyes, and blazing sun red lips could instantly move a man's heart.

"There's really a lot of people here, Linglong. What are you doing here? It's unbearable to have so much sweat and stench. " The man dressed in white sounded a bit flirtatious when he spoke. He looked like a fake mother.

However, he was afraid that others would see his soft and gentle side, so he forcefully embraced the beautiful woman beside him with a grasp of her slender waist.

The woman next to him, Ling Long, looked at the sea of people and frowned. Then, he turned to the man in white beside him, smiled sweetly and said, "Lange, you know that I've always learned to draw since I was young. This is an opportunity, and I want to fight for it. You will support me, I'm sorry? "

Linglong seemed to be very good at conquering a man, and Lange quickly gave in. She pinched the woman in front of her and said coquettishly: "Aiya, she will support you. "However, there are so many of them that I can't take it anymore."

"Soon, we will pass through the crowd." Linglong's eyes lit up as she looked at the tall and big Nine Prefectures building, "Wait for my painting to circulate through the streets and alleys of the entire country. Similarly, to give you face, Lange, don't you think so? "

When the man beside her heard this, he immediately exhaled a little. He waved his hand and carelessly said: "Open the way."

The Lincoln Expedition, which had followed the open Lamborghini, had arrived just a moment ago, and four burly African blacks had disembarked. Now, upon hearing Lan Ge's command, which was as white as snow, he quickly and valiantly walked forward, ready to open a path.

The four men in black waved their thick arms and shouted in broken Chinese, "Make way."

He had a domineering aura and a domineering aura.

The dense crowd instantly opened up a path for them.

Lan Ge and Ling Long followed behind the four men in black. He was in no hurry as he slowly made his way through the crowd. It looked like he was just strolling around in the park, sightseeing. He was in stark contrast to the people who were clamoring and sweating all around him.

Originally, when Xiao Yi looked at this kind of thing, he would turn his head. He continued to lead Zhang Yuan Yuan forward slowly.

However, it just so happened that, without notice, Linglong had already noticed Zhang Yuan Yuan, who was in the crowd. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and shouted coldly: "Zhang Yuan Yuan, you came too?"

With that shout, Zhang Yuan Yuan immediately stopped and turned her head. When she saw Ling Long's beautiful and moving face, his face turned cold, and she said coldly: "Jing Linglong, what business do you have with me?"

His voice was cold and hard as he spoke, pausing after every word.

Xiao Yi was like a monk that was two meters tall, unable to make sense of the situation. It seemed that the two women knew each other and had a grudge against each other.

"We're reuniting as friends, isn't it fine to greet him?" Although this sentence did not sound like a problem, the corners of Jing Linglong's mouth had a trace of sarcastic ridicule.

Zhang Yuan Yuan suddenly stopped in her tracks, carefully observed for a long time, and spoke slowly: "The current you, looks like a proud phoenix. Every man looks at you with such passion. However, in my heart, you're already worthless. The one I recognized was Jing Linglong who was wearing a white T-shirt, blue jeans and flat-soled canvas shoes a long time ago. "Now, you are you and I am me."

There was a cold refusal in his voice.

Jing Linglong was slightly startled, sneered, and opened her mouth as she said in disdain: "They are all women, and all of them will grow up, both of them will grow up. Anyway, the more I get, the better. The days of the white T-shirt, blue cowboy, and flat-soled canvas shoes were long gone. Now, I like high heels and everything that makes me more beautiful. "

After pausing for a moment, Jing Linglong took a glance at Xiao Yi and realized that Xiao Yi was pretending to be normal. What do you want? Introduce it to me and let me know which family's young master it is. "Tsk tsk tsk, what shabby clothes …"