The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

　　 In addition to the outstanding works of this year, Jiang Chan's footsteps stopped in front of a seascape.

　　 "You have been watching here for ten minutes, do you like this one very much?" A familiar voice sounded, and Jiang Chan turned his head slightly: "It's you? I haven't seen it for a long time."

　　 Wach nodded: "It's been a long time since I saw you, do you like this pair very much?"

　　 Jiang Chan nodded: "Yes, I like it very much, he is really a wild heart."

　　 Wach raised his eyebrows: "This painting is calm, how can you tell that the author's heart is wild?"

　　 Jiang Chan is very sure: "It's just a feeling that the sea is very calm. It seems that what is passed to everyone is a kind of calmness, but I always feel like wind and rain."

Jiang Chan said and glanced at the few coconut trees on the lower right: "The leaves of this tree are a little different from the others, it seems that there is wind blowing... So I said, the author is really a wild heart. People, it’s just that he hides it well."

　　 Wah glanced at Jiang Chan in surprise: "Do you have time to sit in my studio? I admire your "Life" very much."

　　 Jiang Chan: "How do you know that it is my work?"

　　 Wach proudly: "Feel it, just as you see through the wildness in my heart, I also see that there is great enthusiasm in your heart, like a fire that will never go out."

　　 Jiang Chan is really surprised now, "Is this your work?"

　　 Wach glanced at it and didn't seem to care at all: "Well, unfortunately I was a little disappointed after the work was exhibited. Everyone only saw the superficial artistic conception, which is the calm, deep and beautiful, but no one in my inner world can see it."

　　 Jiang Chan chuckles: "I am so honored, and I am also very happy to meet someone who knows me so well."

　　 Wah laughed: "I really like you more and more. Go to my studio in the afternoon to sit in? It's rare to meet a bosom friend."

　　 Jiang Chan is the same, so sometimes the artist’s friendship comes so fast.

　　 Wah is worthy of being a famous painter. In the morning, he took Jiang Chan as a tour guide to watch these works all the way, and the two exchanged words from time to time.

　　 Many times the opinions of the two are surprisingly consistent, which also made Wah’s eyes look brighter and brighter at Jiang Chan.

　　 "It's a jealous talent." Shaking his head and sighing, Wah made an inviting gesture at Jiang Chan: "Beautiful lady, do I have the honor to invite you to lunch?"

　　 Jiang Chan smiled: "Of course, I am very happy."

　　 The two looked at each other and laughed together.

　　 There is obviously no romantic lunch. Jiang Chan can’t wait to see Wach’s works over the years. For lunch, two people gnaw a sandwich in the studio and argue from time to time.

　　 Jiang Chan was very happy to exchange experience with Wach, but it was about to explode inside the school. Lao Yang knew that Jiang Chan had gone to participate in the competition. He only said the proposition, but he didn't know the entries. It is not allowed to divulge the entries before the results are released.

　　 Although he knows that the chance of winning is very small, Lao Yang still goes online to take a look from time to time. That night, when he saw the list of winners on the official website, Lao Yang rubbed his eyes.

　　 Yes, the third one is Yun Qing's name. Good guy, Lao Yang immediately slapped his thigh, which was too long for him.

　　 Look at the two names in front of her again. Both are figures who have been famous in the painting world for many years. Yun Qing, a young girl who has not yet graduated, actually won the third place.

　　 At the thought of this, Lao Yang couldn't sleep with excitement. He immediately took out his cell phone and called Jiang Chan, who was painting in Wah's studio at that time.

　　 After receiving Lao Yang's video, Jiang Chan didn't care, and threw the phone aside after turning on the hands-free.

　　 Wah sat next to Jiang Chan, watching Jiang Chan painting. Of course it might be better to ignore his pointed ears.

　　 "Director, what's the matter? It should be early in the morning on your side, haven't you rested yet?"

Lao Yang couldn't hide the joy in his big voice: "Girl, you really give me a face, you won the prize! Third place, great! No one in our country has ever won such a good ranking... …"

　　Balabara said a lot, Jiang Chan just hummed a few words perfunctorily, Lao Yang was already crazy with excitement, where could I hear what Jiang Chan was talking about? He only needs to express the joy in his heart.

　　 Wah looked very interesting. The little girl was quite sluggish, but the movements on her hands were not messy at all.

　　Lao Yang's excitement finally passed, and he also figured out something wrong: "Girl, are you listening to me?"

　　 Jiang Chan put down his paintbrush: "I'm listening, teacher, I still have to thank the department for the achievement of this achievement, as well as the teacher's insight and knowledge. If it weren't for your recommendation, I still don't know about this competition."

　　 She would say this kind of thanks, and of course it is sincere. Lao Yang was really good at her, and Lao Yang would point out any shortcomings in her.

　　 Old Yang Yahuazi was about to laugh: "That's also your own career. Where are you? Not in the hotel?"

　　 Jiang Chan held up his mobile phone to let Lao Yang look at the scene in the studio: "Not in the hotel, in the studio of a friend, I hit it off and talked very well. Wach, this is my school teacher."

　　 and Wah introduced Lao Yang. In the video, Lao Yang saw a white man in his forties entering the lens. He smiled at the camera with a big white tooth: "Hello, this is Wah."

　　Lao Yang's English is still good, even though he feels that Wah is familiar ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ they still exchanged a few words with him, and the two of them talked quite speculatively on the topic of Jiang Chan.

　　 Jiang Chan threw the phone to Wah, and picked up the paintbrush again. Forget it, let Wah take care of it. Seeing that he was quite happy to do this.

　　Wah got Jiang Chan’s cell phone. It was a happy one. He lay down and muttered to Old Yang. The focus was to inquire about Jiang Chan’s situation. In this way, the two talked for a full hour before Wah reluctantly ended the call.

　　 Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "Happy, right? Set my information? Just ask me what you want to ask."

　　 Wach was unwilling: "Don't you think this is more interesting?"

　　 Jiang Chan sneered, the artist's personality has changed so much.

　　 Here, Lao Yang couldn't get back to him after he finished the call with Wach. He always felt that Wach was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

　　 "Wah...Wah..." After a few muttered words, Old Yang stood up abruptly. In the next second, he had a bitter face, got up too anxiously, and knocked his thigh on the table.

　　 At the critical moment, Lao Yang couldn't care about his leg pain, and hurriedly turned on the computer to search for Wah's news. After seeing Wahna's bronzing resume and the awards he had won, Lao Yang seemed to be able to swallow an egg with his mouth open.

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