Chapter 409

But Chu Nian's step-by-step contact can only feel that it may be the reason of the times. The generation gap of education always makes him feel uncomfortable, which makes Chu Nian invisible and slightly disappointed.

Looking at the personal designer who suddenly appeared in front of her, Chu Nian felt that she sometimes really wanted to laugh. Song Zian followed herself every day. In addition to feeling annoyed, she didn't seem to find any advantages of song Zian.

Today's design exhibition by song Zian undoubtedly gave Chu Nian another understanding, and some vague ideas gradually took root in Chu Nian's heart.

"Zi'an, I think this design drawing is also very good. It appropriately highlights the concept of 'Elite'. I think the positioning is very accurate and the target population is well grasped."

Chu Nian, who has rarely praised people, suddenly issued a summary praise, looking at the picture and talking endlessly.

Song Zian is naturally ecstatic. Chu Nian's praise of her is different from Yang Lele and song Yimin, and from every teacher song Zian has met since childhood. It is a kind of recognition and praise from the people he cares about most.

This makes song Zian want to cry and jump happily. Song Zian has never dared to expect that one day he can't help painting the picture in his heart, which can appear in front of Chu Nian in a very natural attitude, and can be sincerely appreciated by Chu Nian.

Song Zian thought that if Chu Nian liked it, she would always paint, even if she was tired to death, even if she just sat down all night to restore and show a little, song Zian would not hesitate.

Of course, even without Chu Nian's encouragement, song Zian will still do so, because it is an outlet for song Zian, a way to vent her emotions, which has nothing to do with everyone, but all the yearning for beauty in the heart of a young woman in her beautiful years.

"Brother Chu Nian, I will always draw well." Song Zian said very seriously.

She looked like a pupil, which made Chu Nian laugh.

Chu Nian and song Zian enjoy song Zian's treasure together.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang Yunxian and Mr. and Mrs. Yang Lele naturally enjoy it together. After all, they are people who have been engaged in design for most of their lives. Looking at Song Zian's various designs, they can't help but feel bright in front of them.

What is bright is the aura of song Zian at a young age. It is a light that belongs to young people alone, a clean that belongs to young people alone, without any complex breath and any unnecessary catering.

It just shows the information and feelings song Zian wants to express, which makes people feel warm and comfortable.

After all, for Mr. and Mrs. Jiang Yunxian and song Yimin, they both have such unforgettable youth and so many emotional affairs.

"Lele, I like zi'an's design very much. It's clean and pure without any affectation." Chu Ning sincerely sighed.

In fact, Chu Ning had a very straightforward thought in her heart. When she was young, all the designs were still slightly limited and trapped in the positioning of the role.

Many times, I regard design as my work. Consciously or unconsciously, I will make my design a little restrained.

Song Zian's design is an unrestricted performance.

Chu Ning felt envious of the girl's mind and the calm of just doing what she liked.

"Well, to tell you the truth, Chu Ning, I also saw Zian's design for the first time. This girl, I don't know when she drew such a design draft. I always thought our girl was careless and didn't have any design talent!"

Yang Lele's mouth has already opened flowers. Although he said so, Yang Lele still had a slight vibration in his heart. Who drew this design for?

How long did Zian see the back and profile in the picture so clearly in his mind?

Song Zian is Yang Lele's child. No matter how heartless Yang Lele is, it is impossible that he has not understood song Zian's intentions for so many years.

But Yang Lele doesn't want to say that since Song Zian is so obsessed and Chu Nian is indeed a rare good child, he can only bless silently and be the strongest backing of song Zian.

Chu Ning and Yang Lele, after all, were born in design. While communicating, they got rid of song Yimin and Jiang Yunxian.

The chat between women, sometimes with men, always feel a little dull.

"Well, we've seen almost the same. Let them see it."

Song Yimin saw that Yang Lele went farther and farther holding Chu Ning's hand, and he and Jiang Yunxian had no room to interrupt. He simply stopped and talked with Jiang Yunxian.

"OK, let their sisters nag. But don't say that your daughter is powerful enough, Yimin. I didn't expect that your daughter really has the advantages of you and LeLe."

Jiang Yunxian sighed heartily. He thought that there were two kids in his family. He didn't know how long it would take to shine and heat, so he couldn't help feeling.

"Ha ha, that's natural. But Yunxian, since I had Lele and Zian, I think it's worth my life. I think life is perfect. Watching children grow up step by step is more proud than what I've achieved."

Song Yimin is no longer the young boy who used to look silly. The passing of years has turned him from a small fresh meat to a middle-aged uncle.

"Well, I think it's quite fresh to hear you sigh, but I think I've always been so young, ha ha."

In fact, Jiang Yunxian didn't think so. He just looked at the sadness brought by song Yimin and always felt that it was rare to take advantage of it.

"Hey, don't say it, Yun Xian. My son an has grown up day by day. Sometimes when I think of the near future, I don't know who our son an wants to be cheap. I'm flustered for no reason. I'm afraid she won't be happy in the future."

Song Yimin was silent for a long time and even said such a sentence, but for song Yimin, this is completely the voice of a father.

For the Pearl of his own eyes, I wish I could keep her and love her all my life. I don't trust anyone, but there will still be such a day in the end.

"Hey, what do you think? Zian must be my daughter-in-law in the future. Are you afraid that chunian's silly boy is bad for Zian?"

Jiang Yunxian didn't worry at all. I don't know since when, Jiang Yunxian has felt that zi'an is his future daughter-in-law and will accompany Chu Nian all his life.

"Ha! What you said is light. Are you in charge of it?"

Although song Yimin is a man, he can clearly see song Zian's mind.

If song Zian can really marry Chu Nian and find what he loves in his heart, he will be very happy anyway.

"Yes! Don't worry," said Jiang Yunxian, as if he could understand all Chu Nian's thoughts.

Jiang Yunxian always felt that Chu Nian was only emotionally slow. When he realized it, he would understand song Zian's mind and face up to his own.

Jiang Yunxian can't tell where this confidence comes from. It may come from the determination of father and son's blood relationship?

Song Yimin naturally knows Jiang Yunxian's mind. Wen Yan just smiles and punches him. The two people are silent. They both sigh about time and have a new vision for the future.

Of course, the most carefree person present is Jiang Yun and Jiang Yu.

"Jiang Yu, you said sister-in-law an was so powerful. Why didn't I know before?"

Jiang Yun couldn't help sighing as she watched.

"Then I can let you know everything."

Jiang Yu looks like a little adult, very funny. Sometimes this is the case. Adults desperately want to make time go slower and don't want to grow old so quickly. They think time is the most cruel.

Children, however, will try their best to pretend that they have grown up at the best age, as if it were a Pandora's box. When they go in, they will have everything they want.

"Cut, don't you know?" Jiang Yun was unconvinced when he heard Jiang Yu say so.

"I don't know," Jiang Yu and Jiang Yun replied very smoothly.

"Hey, Jiang Yu, you said that now my brother and sister-in-law an have come back. Will we have a place for our design homework in the future?" Jiang Yun looked around and said to Jiang Yu with a lot of ghosts.

"Ah! You don't want to find your brother to be a gunman. Don't drag me. I don't want my brother to clean up."

Jiang Yu always feels that Jiang Yun is good at making bad ideas. He is afraid that he will be cleaned up again.

"What do you think? I'm so stupid! We're good. As long as my brother doesn't stare at us, Amitabha, he can still count on him to help us. I mean, you can find sister zi'an. You see, she can hold a personal design exhibition. It's not a piece of cake to help us then?"

Jiang Yun said happily, as if she saw a happy life in the future.

"Is it reliable? Sister-in-law an won't tell her brother?" although Jiang Yu has a little heart, he is still very vigilant for fear that he will be planted in Chu Nian's hand.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law an loves us and won't betray us." Jiang Yun is full of confidence, but people can't help but doubt where she came from.

Jiang Yu nodded suspiciously. After all, if song Zian could really help them with their design homework, it would really save a lot of heart.

Song Zian's personal design exhibition was the first shot in this way. All the people present praised song Zian for his excellent talent and appearance, song Zian for his quick thinking, and song Zian for his design talent

Anyway, song Zian was embarrassed by the variety of praise.

But every time I hear others praise, song Zian always can't help looking at Chu Nian's face. It seems that that's the most important.

Chu Nian, as the target of stealing aim, continued his consistent dull style without paying any attention.