She ignored Han Qilu, took out her mobile phone in her pocket and dialed the number of the literary and art committee member. She didn't have the mobile phone number of the literary and art committee member, but the literary and art committee member asked everyone to think about it and tell her whenever she thought of the idea. Therefore, she specially reserved a mobile phone number for everyone.
The phone rang twice and it was connected. There came the horn. It seemed that she was still stuck in the car.
"Hello? Who is that? " He asked directly.
An chuxia reported herself and told her story in the shortest language. There was silence for a long time, just when an chuxia thought that his mobile phone was out of signal, he suddenly said: "great!"
An chuxia heart a loose, joy jumped up eyebrows: "you mean, this idea is feasible?"
"Of course Almost shouting over there, an chuxia can imagine the excited expression of the literary and art committee member.
"But..." An chuxia hesitated and said, "can we draw it? I can only write, but I can't draw at all... "
"Who asked you to draw?" The other side excitedly said: "our class can draw, to be honest, just me and felia, but felia's little fat man is good at comics, and I'm good at oil painting. But I don't think I can do that either
Doesn't that mean her idea doesn't work at all?
What else did you say just now.
She was about to talk when she said, "but we can't draw. Naturally, someone did. Go and ask Master Qilu. He loves you so much that he will help you find that man to draw for us. "
An chuxia's body is stiff and stiff, secretly glancing at the window, Han Qilu is sitting in a dangerous position, not looking at her. She lowered her voice and asked, "that man Who do you mean? "
"You don't have to know that! Anyway, he is a legendary figure in the painting world. You go and ask for the master of seven records! Tell me the result early tomorrow morning! I'm almost home. I'll hang up first! " With that, the member of the literary and Art Committee directly ended the call, leaving only a big problem for her.
Not to mention whether the "person" she said would help, even if she could, she was embarrassed to ask Han Qilu for help three or four times.
Han Qilu wants help, although it is just a phone call, but these busy, absolutely will not be free. It has to be returned in another way. She was embarrassed to ask Han Qilu again.
Hang up the phone, Han Qilu side head, make her inexplicable some guilty: "you see what I do?"
"No Han Qilu took back his eyes and closed his eyes to sleep.
Liu Dongyu also fell asleep, silent all the way inside the car.
Back to the Han family, Jiang Yuanyuan is not at home. Housekeeper Han said that she went to play mahjong with the rich ladies who had the same wealth.
Jiang Yuanyuan's character, compared with playing mahjong, she certainly prefers to write novels at home. But the friendship between the rich ladies depended on this, so she had to go.
Ann chuxia nodded and sat down at the table to eat. She doesn't have much appetite today. As soon as she gets down, she will think about the cute little man. But now she can worry about the blackboard She was full of what cute little men said to her during the can folding competition.
A delicious meal, but she found it tasteless.
After dinner, she went upstairs with her cell phone tightly in her hand. She's going to call Meng Xiaonan.
Meng never felt so nervous to call her once.
Just as she was about to walk up the stairs, a big, powerful hand rested on her shoulder. Then she broke off her shoulder forcefully and quickly, forcing her to turn around.
"Ann chuxia, are you sleepy? Or what's wrong? " Han Qilu frowned at her, and the worry in her eyes was not clear.
After the meal, all around the maid is busy cleaning up the meal, but Han Qilu put out his hand around her waist as if nobody else, and the other hand is to her smooth forehead.
"I'm not sick." Ann early summer hindsight ground opens his hand that attaches on his forehead to say.
"Then you have nothing to say to me?" Han Qilu frowned, and a word "Chuan" appeared on his forehead, which seemed a little aggressive.
Is there anything to say to him?
An chuxia thought seriously for a while, then shook his head decisively: "no!"
"Really?" Han Qilu's forehead is more wrinkled and tighter.
An chuxia had no time to answer, and the housekeeper over there said respectfully, "are you back?"
"Yes." It was Han Liuhai. He took off his coat, looked at Han Qilu and said, "I heard from your headmaster that you made a little big noise at the opening ceremony of the art week?"
Han Liuhai said this sentence without any expression of blame, but that pair of eyes, not angry from the prestige, associated with an early summer are stiff back.
"Noisy?" Han Qilu tilted his head: "if you say it's noisy, my mother and uncle are fighting with me together."
His words undoubtedly dragged Jiang Yuanyuan and his uncle into the water.Han Liuhai listened, his face softened a little, while walking to the dining table, he said: "you should pay attention to it. No matter how much you make at home, it's OK, but don't let people drop the subject outside."
"Yes." Han Qilu replied, but the expression seems a little unhappy.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with Han Liuhai's words. There was no half sentence wrong in Han Liuhai's words. He is angry that the old principal dare to complain in front of Han Liuhai!
"Yes." Han Liuhai sat down and took the juice from housekeeper Han. He said, "the pen you sent is very easy to write."
In a word, make Han Qilu's face a little bit wrong. He coughed and said "Oh", then he took an chuxia out of the hall.
"Where are you going?" Housekeeper Han asked subconsciously.
"There's something that needs to be seen." Said such a sentence, Han Qilu couldn't help but pull an chuxia out.
Han Liuhai at home, she didn't mean to curse, so she went out with Han Qilu.
The maids served the dishes again. Han Liuhai drank the juice and looked at the housekeeper Han and asked, "who are you going to see? I'm not going to see that sunflower? "
He made a deal with Xiang mangkui, and bought the land of Xiangjia mansion with Luo Lao's new movie heroine. However, although Xiang's family is in decline, the foundation is still there, so it will take time to deal with it.
Of course, Xiang's family didn't know that what betrayed them was their hope to revitalize Xiangzhai, Xiang mangkui.
It doesn't mean that his impression of sunflower will get better. This transaction just makes Han Liuhai even more disgusted with man Kui.
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