Song Song opened his arms and drew a big circle: "I want a lot of love in the future. I am very greedy and want a lot of love. Maybe it's because I have never gotten it, so I am very eager."

Jiang Chan: "Love yourself first, Song Song, you are a good girl, you deserve to have a good life. You see, even if you didn't learn the costume design of your dreams, you are still a very good translator. ."

   Song Song was a little unconfident: "Really? I'm still a student, I haven't graduated yet, it's a bit early to be an interpreter."

   Jiang Chan: "I will not lie to you. I admire people like you very much. Even if they choose not what they like, they can still go on and do well."

   Song Song's voice became much lower: "I always have to survive in this society? There must always be a skill that can feed me and... Song Yao?"

  Jiang Chan: "Then from now on, you can go after what you really like. In fact, it is not bad to learn French well. It is a famous fashion capital. You can go there to hold shows in the future, which is quite convenient."

   Song Song rolled on the bed: "Xiao Chan, you are so admirable of me. I have never been in the fashion design industry. I just like to look at beautiful clothes."

   Jiang Chan moved her fingers, and some design drafts from her previous life appeared in front of Song Song.

   "Although you haven't been in contact with this industry, Song Song, you are a very agile person. From my perspective, if you learn systematically, you will be even better."

   Seeing that Song Song is not confident, Jiang Chan raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Somehow I have been a designer and run a show. I still have the aesthetic vision that I should have."

   "Really? You even had a show?" Song Song screamed, covering his mouth, "Wow, why are you so good?"

   Jiang Chan chuckled, "It's all from the past. If you want to see it, I can show it to you."

   Song Song blinked, only one meaning was revealed in his eyes: "Want to see!"

   Jiang Chan did nothing, she moved her finger lightly, and a very tall girl appeared in front of Song Song. Jiang Chan did not focus on Lin Hanyan's personal affairs, but let Song Song watch Lin Hanyan's design drafts and the shows she had once held.

   Song Song was reluctant to blink his eyes: "She's so amazing!"

Jiang Chan: "In my eyes, there is no difference between you. You and her are very aura. So I believe you, Song Song, your dream will eventually come true and you will become a very good designer. "

   Song Song retracted his gaze and saw Jiang Chan's eyes sparkling: "Although she is very good, in my opinion, Xiao Chan, you are the big boss? I really made it. I didn't expect to have this gain."

   Jiang Chan said lightly: "Your spirit is too high, you should rest."

Song Song turned over on the bed: "I can't sleep. When I think of me being with such an excellent designer, my little heart throbs with excitement. Cicada, how many hidden skills do you have? "

   Jiang Chan thought for a while: "I seem to know a lot of things, but at the same time, the more I know, the heavier my curiosity about this world, because there are many things that are unknown."

   Song Song thought for a while: "This is what people say the more knowledgeable, the more humble?"

   Jiang Chan was physically and mentally happy by Song Song’s rainbow ass: “Maybe, anyway, I always follow a low-key and humble route. Humans, it’s better to be humble. I believe in quiet water flowing deep.”

   Seeing Song Song still open his eyes, Jiang Chan snapped his fingers: "You should really go to bed. If you are particularly curious about these, I will open a study space for you tomorrow, and then find you study materials."

"Really? Great!" Song Song kicked his legs contentedly, suddenly discouraged: "I don't want to see Song Yao again. She is the one who hurts me the most. The thought of meeting her makes my heart hurt. painful."

   Jiang Chan knows: "I will see you tomorrow, so you can study with peace of mind. Once you have handled all the things in this stall, you can live your new life with peace of mind."

   Song Song prolonged his voice: "Little Cicada..."

   Jiang Chan: "What's wrong?"

   Song Song clutched the quilt, leaving only two eyes exposed: "I suffer from insomnia, so I can't sleep at all..."

   Jiang Chan: "Actually, you are just curious about the learning space, right? Go and play by yourself!"

  In an instant, Jiang Chan and Song Song changed their positions. Seeing Song Song looking around in the learning space novelly, Jiang Chan didn't care about her. She has to replenish her spirit tonight, and there is still a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.

   Around six o'clock, Jiang Chan pushed open the door and walked out, and Liang Hongsheng on the sofa immediately beaten up with a carp. When he saw Jiang Chan's eyes, he pulled down his hair: "Is that you? Where is Song Song?"

   Jiang Chan said concisely: "She doesn't want to see Song Yao, so I will do this for her."

   Liang Hongsheng poured himself a cup of tea: "Song Song... how is she now?"

   Jiang Chan glanced at Song Song, who was sleeping in the learning space. She was falling into deep sleep: "It's okay at the moment. As long as she doesn't come into contact with Song Yao, Ye Min and Liang Xinyue, her mood is fairly stable."

  While Jiang Chan was washing, Liang Hongsheng also ordered a meal: "Your mother...Qi Yan, she went home at three o'clock. We will go to the hospital first, then she will take Liang Xinyue there."

Jiang Chan leaned on the table and drank water: "What are you going to do with Qi Yan? According to my suggestion ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It is best to separate Song Song and Qi Yan. After all, Qi Yan's memory in Song Song Here, it’s not a good thing."

   Liang Hongsheng closed his eyes: "I and Qi Yan mentioned a divorce. I can't accept that my wife is such a despicable person. Even when she was young, I couldn't convince myself with this reason."

   Jiang Chan lowered his eyelids: "I don't care about your marital status, but Song Song is my client. I hope her everything goes well."

   sat down opposite Liang Hongsheng, Jiang Chan propped his chin: "To be honest, in Song Song's memory, you appear so poorly that you appear to be poor. Now that you come in contact with him, I find that you are pretty good."

  Liang Hongsheng reluctantly pulled out a smile: "Should I thank you for your compliment? I am very grateful to you. If Song Song did not meet you, maybe I would never know my biological daughter was out of town."

  Jiang Chan: "Thank you, you don't have to, I can't bear it. This girl has suffered too much, and I want to make her sweeter for the rest of my life."

   Liang Hongsheng turned his head and sniffed: "I don't want to be so embarrassed in front of you. Song Song will trouble you to take care of her and guide her. She is a pure and kind child."

   Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "I can't follow her forever. After I'm sure that she really grows up, I will leave and return to my world. Can't you all have fun at home, and I'm alone?"

  

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