Chapter 129

Good looking, dressed delicately, smile and very decent, neither humble nor overbearing, will not over express themselves, very elegant.

The teacher patted him on the shoulder and said, "a rising star, with a lot of experience, keeps loving oil painting, carries it out from beginning to end, and constantly improves himself. We haven't seen such a down-to-earth and hardworking person like you for a long time.

He humbly slightly bowed his head, or thank you for your guidance. Only by learning many excellent qualities from your elders can we stick to them.

Very harmonious, you praise me, I praise you, wear high hats to each other.

Charles de Gaulle is in a group.

With the audience watching and reporters interviewing, Fang Zheng stands in a group of painting and calligraphy masters who are over 50 years old. I don't mean to be artificial. I'm good-looking. I'm in good shape. I dress up like a jade gentleman. It seems that painters should be like this, with clean and gentle temperament, brilliant talent, and this face like jade.

They were surrounded to see the paintings. The teachers were walking in front of them, full of style. Fang Zheng was half a step behind them, answering the teacher's questions while walking. The brokers and staff were surrounded by them, the reporters and photographers were chasing them, and many visitors were watching. The crowd was very large, so Xu Haodong didn't follow them and watched Fang Zheng walk slowly Far away, a little melancholy in his heart, he is a little afraid that Fang Zheng will leave him, after all, there is a big gap between himself and him.

Fang Zheng suddenly looks back at Xu Haodong and blinks at him. I laughed.

Xu Haodong also laughs, Fang Zhengcai will not leave his own!

The agent runs over and holds Xu Haodong.

"Mr. Xu, just now Mr. Fang said that he was hungry and wanted to eat your meal. He didn't eat last night. Breakfast was just a big cup of coffee. Do you think you could... "

"I'll do it for him. When I'm done, you bring him out. "

Xu Haodong rushed out and went back to the hotel where they stayed. He told the chef that he would make two dishes in an hour and press a big bowl of rice. If he thought it was wrong, there was Jiang Xiaobai. If Jiang Xiaobai wanted to grab rice, he would not be able to eat enough. He had no way to get more rice.

When he rushed back, several famous calligraphers and painters were shaking hands with Fang Zheng to leave. Seeing them off, Fang Zheng respected his teacher and respected his way. He watched the car turn around and turned to find Xu Haodong.

"Pretending to be realistic is a technical job."

Fang Zheng a little indecent said this, pulled the collar, the agent quickly let him on the car.

"You eat in the car. Eat quickly. There will be a signing meeting soon. I see people lining up."

Open the door to see Xu Haodong sitting inside, Fang Zheng quickly get on the car.

When no one is watching, it's just the two of them. Fang's back is soft.

"Tired, hungry and sleepy, I still have a stomachache."

"You still drink coffee in that stomach. Isn't that fatal? I've cooked the rice very soft. You can eat it quickly. " Xu Haodong wiped his hands and spread a napkin on his clothes. Fang Zheng took the chopsticks and gave him a kiss on the face.

"I don't like the food you make. I don't like what I eat, so I don't want to eat it at all."

"Are you so busy these seven days? Isn't that tiring? "

"I'll show up on the first day. I'll come occasionally on the second and third days. If there are big people coming, I'll receive them. You don't have to come any other time. Why didn't mama come? "

"She said you must be busy on the first day. She's coming. You have to take care of her. She'll come back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Oh, you eat slowly. You are accumulating food. "

Fang Zheng wolfed down, holding the thermos box and filling it with his mouth.

"I'm hungry!"

Fang Zheng chokes. Xu Haodong quickly holds the water cup for him. Fang Zheng's stomach is a little weak, so he slows down.

"You can go back to the hotel after the signing. Go back and have a good sleep. I don't think you look good. I didn't sleep again. You're not going to break up after this? "

"Just go through today. I have a terrible backache. Rub it for me when you go back. "

"Good."

Xu Haodong was about to wipe Fang Zheng's mouth when Jiang Xiaobai suddenly opened the door of the car and sat up.

"I'm hungry, too. Is there any food for me? Oh, Fang Zheng, hurry up. Your fans are impatient and waiting for the signing ceremony. "

Fang Zhenggang finished a bowl of rice and wanted to eat more. As soon as he heard that there were fans waiting, he quickly handed the second layer of rice to Jiang Xiaobai.

"I went to sign. Eat for yourself. "

Xu Haodong pressed Fang Zheng's head and wiped it hard. Fortunately, there was no oil on his clothes. He put two peppermint sweets into his mouth. The chill spread to his head. Fang Zheng became quite clear. When the agent came to find him, he had already got off the car. Xu Haodong pulled his clothes to keep perfect.

Fang Zheng is sitting in the door. There are more than 100 fans waiting in line.

Jiang Xiaobai is eating in the car and nobody cares about him.

Xu Haodong didn't want to join in the fun. He stood in the distance and watched for fear that Fang Zheng would have any needs.

See Fang Zheng body shock, after a while, another shock, cough a few times, no water around. There's a hiccup. It's rude.Who let him eat so fast, wolfing down, can't persuade, full mouth of rice is still stuffed in.

Belch, right? How do you press in front of the fans? So is the agent. Why didn't he get some water? Xu Haodong quickly walked over, unscrewed the bottle cap and put the water in his hand.

"Why?"

The girl standing in the first place saw Xu Haodong with a cry.

"This, no, that, male!"

This girl is a little unbelievable. The wise man has left. Xu Haodong hastens to explain to gunniang kengba behind her. This is the protagonist of the masculine series.

"Miss Fang, is this your model, the one in the men's series?"

"That's our staff."

"But he really looks like, the nose and chin, the figure..."

"Girl, there are a lot of people behind. There are still some people standing in the sun. I love the people behind me."

Fang Zheng smiles and hits the fork. The girl quickly takes the script that Fang Zheng handed him. After thanking the teacher, she looks all over the place to see where the special man just went.

Xu Haodong didn't dare to show up again. He just sent water back and forth for a while. Several people who passed by all sent out a message. Hey, isn't that you? Xu Haodong was so scared that he almost put on his mask.

I'm not used to being so sought after for the first time.

The number of visitors in the afternoon is obviously more than that in the morning. After the opening of the museum in the morning, the flow of visitors is towards the art museum, and they seldom come to the exhibition hall. There are only two or three hundred people in the exhibition hall, and the signing ceremony is soon over. But after the afternoon, the passenger flow increased sharply, many people know it through propaganda.

Fang Zheng is busy, and the micro blog doesn't take care of it. Xiaobaifa's Micro blog promotes it, and then takes the mobile phone from Fang Zheng to help Fang Zheng promote it.

The agent became very busy. It seemed that someone was looking for him to talk about something. The excitement on his face was absolutely a big business.

Fang Zheng's sleepiness strikes him and he hides behind him to take a nap. Xu Haodong offers his shoulder to make him lean steadily. He wears Xu Haodong's coat on his body. Little by little, Xu Haodong reaches out his arm to hold his waist and let him lean in his arms with his head resting on his shoulder socket.

"Squint for a while. When the agent comes back, I'll ask him if it's OK. Let's go back to sleep."

"What can I do for you? Let's go now. "

Yawn and bury your head deeper.

"The lights are too dim here. It's too sleepy."

"Wait a minute, there are so many people coming. What if there are more important masters of calligraphy and painting?"

Fang Zheng is too tired to talk and lazy.

A few days ago, physical overdraft, held today is still perfect, relaxed, want to sleep.

Jiang Xiaobai runs over. Jiang Xiaobai has been working as a commentator. He is very busy.

"Fangzheng Fangzheng, I see Ningxue."

Jiang Xiaobai shakes Fang Zheng's shoulder, and Fang Zheng's eyes are wide open.

"He's here?"

"Yes, I just took a picture of you, and I said I'd like to congratulate you and send you a flower basket. It has been said that the publicity is too small. He should have known and helped for such a big thing. He was caught off guard and had to rush over. I listen to him. His elder brother is coming too. "

Fang Zheng sat up straight. Languid, eyes become fierce.

"He said that if his brother wanted to meet his old friends and buy gifts for them, he would come back later. He came to you in a hurry. Rather learn to rub heat is not, Ning Bo also want to rub heat? In my opinion, it's him who can't find pleasure for you. Today is a big day. It's very important for you. If he comes here to talk about something messy and make you angry, you can make headlines and smash your own exhibition. They will also be punished by the art museum. They can't continue to hold art exhibitions if they leave here. He certainly can't see you. He comes to disturb you. "Tell the agent that Fang Zheng is sick and has gone. Xiaobai, you take my daughter-in-law back to the hotel, and I'll meet this grandson."

Xu Haodong promised that he would not smash Fang Zheng's painting exhibition, which is not easy to hold. He would beat Ning Bolian to a place where there is no one.

It's obvious that Ning Bo is absolutely jealous of Fang Zheng again.

It is said that Ning Bo also wants to hold an art exhibition in the National Art Museum, but it is refuted that the Art Museum of rich people doesn't rent it to you. People don't want to smash their own signboards because they don't have the real materials. Ning Bo has been popular all the way and is a master, but Ning Bo doesn't hold an art exhibition in the art museum.

Fang Zheng's solo exhibition was held in the art museum. After seeing Fang Zheng's mother's painting, Ning Bo was absolutely jealous and wanted to make a fool of Fang Zheng.

You can't kill him!

Xu Haodong wants to wring Ning Bo's arm so that he can't pick up chopsticks all his life, so he closes his pen early.

"Ning Bo is also a famous calligrapher and painter with a high reputation."

Fang Zheng stood up and straightened his clothes.

"You mean to follow the trend?"

Xiaobai guessed.

"The exposure rate of the two or three painters in the morning is not as good as that of Ning Bo. Isn't he still holding a painting exhibition of beautiful homeland in summer? If you flatter him to heaven, then use him. " Author gossip: this book is published exclusively by Liancheng reading, please do not reprint!