The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

　　 "Okay, I will leave things and go over." Jiang Chan didn't refuse, seeing that there was still 20 minutes to go to class, there was no time.

　　 "I don't know what Lao Yang told you to do in the past? Could it be another competition, right?" A boy muttered with a pencil in his hand.

　　 "Perhaps, but there is no restriction to prevent us from participating in the competition. If you have a level of indulgence, Lao Yang will definitely treat you too."

　　 "Forget it, I don't have the ability of a big guy. Compared with a big guy, I am a salted fish, or the one who can never stand up."

　　 "You still have a little bit of self-knowledge."

　　 "Speaking of being frustrated in this love scene, you will naturally be proud of your career. After you didn't see the big guy breaking up, it seemed like you were hanging up. You said, should I go to a relationship and break up someday?"

　　 "Are you crazy? Do you dare to say that? This is a big brother's heart disease. You mention me turning my face again?"

　　 "Well, don't mention it, I bet that the former scum will definitely regret it in the future. How nice is our boss?"

　　 "No regrets, Qianqin is so good now, beautiful and talented, and he will definitely be a great painter in the future."

　　In other words, this is also Jiang Chan's ability. As long as she is in a class, no teachers and classmates will say that she is bad. Of course, Jiang Chan calls her own personality charm.

　　 In the office of the dean of the department, looking at his proud protégé, Lao Yang smiled and showed his teeth: "Yun Qing is here? Sit down! I'm looking for you for something."

　　 "You haven't arranged for summer vacation, right?"

　　 "No, what do you say, teacher?"

　　 "That's it. Next month, there will be a well-known painter competition in M ​​country. Almost all painters from all over the world will participate. I think you have won a lot of domestic awards. I want you to try it too."

　　 Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "The teacher gave me such a high evaluation? I can even be called a painter?"

Old Yang raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? Your girl has made so much progress in the past year, as if she suddenly regained her consciousness. The department didn't really point you to the trophy to come back, just want you to go out for a long time. experience."

　　 Jiang Chan understood: "I understand, the most important thing is to participate, teacher, don't worry, I will sign up when I go back."

　　 Just looking at Jiang Chan, Lao Yang nodded his head in satisfaction: "That's right, we engaged in art, we can't always squat at home, we always have to go out and take a look, and observe other people's works more."

　　 and Lao Yang said a few more words. It was almost the time before Jiang Chan returned to the classroom.

　　 After a class, Jiang Chan was crowded with people.

　　 "Qing Qing, what did Lao Yang tell you to go over?"

　　 "It's going to be a competition in M ​​country next month, and the teacher asked me to open my eyes. Anyone who wants to sign up can do it at my own expense."

　　 Jiang Chan's words are concise and concise, if you want to say that learning art is the most expensive? In the year that Jiang Chan came, he spent hundreds of thousands on participating in various competitions.

　　 Not to mention the various pigments and papers used in the practice. These are all money piled up. Although there will be bonuses in the award system, these bonuses are comparable to their own costs, and this is still in the case of awards.

　　 "Hey, has the boss reached this level? Do you participate?"

　　 "Of course... if you don't participate, we haven't won any prizes in domestic competitions, so don't be ashamed of going out."

　　 Throwing the words of the classmates behind her, Jiang Chan put her cheeks on her cheeks, saying that she is going to M country, really going to such a big financial center, should she stop by and stir up the wind and rain?

　　 Now she has a lot of money and she has less than five million dollars on hand. This little money is considered a huge sum of money in other people's houses, but in the eyes of the Yun family and the Ye family, it is just drizzle.

　　 This time is approaching summer vacation, and there are not many students on campus. After class, Jiang Chan declined the invitation of a few boys to a dinner together, and Jiang Chan walked out of the classroom with the easel on his back.

　　 She can't really set off when the time is up, she still has to go to M country first. Therefore, at the beginning of the summer vacation, Jiang Chan took all his wealth and embarked on the plane to Country M.

　　 Next to her was a white man about forty years old. When he saw Jiang Chan, he was taken aback, and then asked: "Are you an adult?"

　　 Jiang Chan laughed, "Sir, I have been an adult for several years, I am 21 years old this year."

　　 The man spreads his hands: "Well, the age of the Oriental is so mysterious. You look much younger than your age."

　　 Jiang Chan held the painting book, his eyes turned into two crescents with a smile: "Thank you for your compliment, you are also very handsome, you are very artistic."

　　 It is quite speculative for her to chat with this man, regardless of his name or experience. They share a common language with respect to art alone.

　　 Looking at Jiang Chan's painting book, only a few strokes have infinite artistic conception, and the man is not hesitating to praise.

　　 "You are a very talented painter." The man praised vigorously, "I don't understand your artistic conception, but I can feel its beauty."

　　 Jiang Chan chuckles: "Thank you, I'm not a painter yet. I'm just a student."

　　 The conversation with this man was very enjoyable. He had been to many places and had seen many things. The interest came. The two also came to meet friends by painting, that is, painting each other on each other's picture books.

　　 Of course, Jiang Chan can also see now that this is also a painter, and his level is quite high. Different from Jiang Chan's exquisite artistic conception, his paintings are very rich in color and look very enthusiastic and unrestrained.

　　 More than ten hours of the plane, Jiang Chan and the white man talked very speculatively, and they almost didn't rest ~ www.wuxiamtl.com~ until the plane landed, they still had no idea.

　　 "You are really a very talented painter, where do you live here? I especially want to communicate with you again."

　　When he was going to collect his luggage, the man walked beside Jiang Chan, reluctant to separate from Jiang Chan, his eyes were full of joy. Just less than twenty-four hours after knowing Jiang Chan, he felt that he had gained a lot.

　　 "I haven't figured it out yet, I will contact you after I settle down." Jiang Chan also simply exchanged contact information with this man named Wah, Jiang Chan dragged his suitcase and left the airport.

　　 Going out alone, Jiang Chan is not panicked at all. She has traveled north and south for so many years, where hasn't she been?

　　 After checking in, Jiang Chan started her jet lag life, leaving Wach sighing against Jiang Chan's back.

"Hey, buddy, what's the matter with you? It looks a little abnormal?" A man put his arm on Wach's shoulder, and he stood beside Wach for a long time, why didn't he seem to see him? ?

　　 Wach sighed: "I met a little **** the plane. We chatted very speculatively, and I don't know if we can meet next."

　　 Remy suddenly came to his spirit: "Little girl, how small? Isn't it pretty?"

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