C299 Needle guide

After all, Yan Luoluo knew her own standards, she definitely wouldn't dare to discredit Marrid.

"Now that we know where the problem is, what should we do?"

After all, she had no idea how to scheme for Yan Luoluo to end up like this.

She needed someone to warn her, to lead her in the right direction.

Ma Wenchuan couldn't help but sink into deep thought when she asked this question. This question was too broad and it would take some time for him to resolve it.

It was just like a fellow student's calligraphy. At the beginning, he had to copy the style of others, but it was inevitable that there would be others who would have their own style. Only after a long time would he be able to learn his own style.

It was only a matter of time until she found out what her style was, but the competition was just around the corner, Yan Luoluo simply did not have such a long time.

What should he do? This was the first problem.

Ma Wenchuan held onto his chin with both hands and closed his eyes, seriously pondering. However, Yan Luoluo was sitting right in front of him, seriously watching her actions.

His current appearance was exactly the same as Marrid's. Both father and son had the same way of thinking.

Time seemed to have stopped, neither of them moved.

After half an hour, Ma Wenchuan still had not moved, Yan Luoluo only felt that his wrist was almost sore, and could only move it back and forth, continuing to wait.

"I've thought of a way." Ma Wenchuan suddenly opened his eyes and said.

His sudden words gave Yan Luoluo a big shock, but compared to scaring Yan Luoluo, she was even more surprised, both of her hands were on the table, she was so excited that she was about to stand up.

"What method?"

"I have seen some of your works in the Lucky Lady. My personal mastery over style can be considered to have some ability, so I can help you find your own style as soon as possible."

Ma Wenchuan was extremely modest. He was famous in the field of architecture, not only because of his strong design skills, but also because he was extremely familiar with the styles of all designers.

They were even able to imitate the styles of each designer. They were extremely strange and were known as the "Magicians" in the construction industry.

Yan Luoluo's eyes lit up. She didn't know what her style was at all. After all, she had never talked about any of the Art Gallery's works.

"We can use this design to change it, but I need more of your work."

Yan Luoluo earnestly nodded his head, "I don't have any works for you right now, so we can agree on a next time, and at that time we can bring more for you."

"Don't worry, I've just looked through it before. I can give you some ideas for now. Let's begin right away."

Ma Wenchuan pointed to every corner on the blueprint and started to explain to Yan Luoluo seriously. Every designer's style was imprinted in his mind.

The difference in style between Yan Luoluo and these authors was obvious, causing Yan Luoluo to be dumbstruck.

Ma Wenchuan was like a thread connecting everything he read in the past few days together. The book he studied had a basic idea of its own.

As the two discussed, they forgot about the time until the waiter cleaned up the entire store. When they saw that they still had no intention of leaving, he reminded them in a small voice.

"Sir, Miss, our shop has closed. Please come back next time."

After being reminded by the waiter, Ma Wenchuan and Yan Luoluo walked out from the two people's world.

When he looked outside, the sky had already darkened and it was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

"It's already so late, I have to go back first. Fanfan is still waiting for me."