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Chapter 89 Oil Painting (2)

is the driver.

It was a minivan, and Jiang Dier sat in the passenger seat, and found that in just a few minutes, the driver looked at her several times.

Jiang Di'er couldn't help turning her head to look over. She had been sizing up the driver before, but after looking at him, she realized that the driver looked very young.

The driver wears a mask and a hat, both of which are very simple and plain, but very clean.

The exposed eyes are also quite handsome.

When the driver looked towards Jiang Dier for the nth time, he was caught by Jiang Dier's gaze.

Jiang Dier frowned and asked:
"What's up?"

The driver seemed to be frightened, but fortunately he adjusted quickly, his hand holding the steering wheel was as steady as ever, and then his voice sounded:
"Are you a star?"

Jiang Dier froze for a moment:
"what?"

The driver explained:
"I see you dressed like this, and your voice is quite familiar, like a star I like."

It was only then that Jiang Di'er realized that her appearance after being "fully armed" in order to hide from the paparazzi who didn't know if they existed seemed a bit strange——

For the big night, there are many hats, sunglasses, masks and loose long coats.

No wonder the driver always looked at her, probably because she was dressed strangely.

After figuring this out, Jiang Dier heaved a sigh of relief.

She didn't answer the driver's words immediately, but looked at the driver again, changed the subject and said:
"I feel like you don't look like a driver either. You speak in a straight-forward manner, to the point that you look like a broadcaster."

Unexpectedly, the driver nodded immediately and said:
"I studied broadcasting and hosting before."

Jiang Dier laughed:
"Then it seems that I guessed pretty well."

The driver also laughed:
"I feel that my guess is quite accurate, you should be a star—"

As he spoke, he directly reported his name:
"Ginger Dier?"

Jiang Di'er almost responded, her eyes under the sunglasses widened slightly.

No, she is already like this, how did the driver recognize her?

Jiang Dier settled down, neither admitted nor denied, just asked:
"So you said your favorite star is Jiang Dier?"

The driver gave a "hmm" and said:
"I feel like you are Jiang Di'er, but it's also possible that your voice is similar."

It turned out to be the sound.

Jiang Di'er was wondering where she was stuck, but now she understood, it was probably when she greeted the driver to put the oil painting in the car, her voice was recognized.

Jiang Dier gave a vague "hmm":
"My voice is indeed similar to that of Jiang Dier."

When the car arrived at the destination, Jiang Di'er paid the fare and got off.

The driver also got out of the car, entered the rear compartment, and helped pick up the oil painting and handed it to Jiang Di'er who was standing below.

Jiang Di'er took it, thanked her, and left.

The driver watched her back disappear from sight, returned to the car, and received a call:
"The program team is too ruthless, and the food delivery is too tiring, and they even broadcast the whole process live. The stupid appearance of me running to the wrong building just now was seen by netizens... But fortunately, I finally finished my work. Xi Yunian, you How is it over there?"

The driver Xi Yunian smiled and said:
"I just took the last order, and the task given by the program team has been completed."

……

Jiang Di'er took the elevator upstairs with those oil paintings, and this time it went smoothly as well, without bumping into anyone else.

Standing in front of the door, Jiang Di'er didn't knock on the door in a hurry. She first placed the oil painting against the wall, then took out her mobile phone, and straightened her hairstyle, which was actually not too messy...

When the doorbell rang, Bo Yue was sitting on the sofa reading a book of foreign language poetry.

In fact, he didn't read what the poem said at all, and kept thinking about Jiang Di'er's apprentice ceremony.

As soon as the doorbell rang, he closed his book and stood up the next second. The speed of his reaction surprised him a little.

Going to the cat's eye and taking a look, seeing that it was indeed Jiang Di'er standing outside, Bo Yue opened the door directly, and then looked at her hand.

But she didn't carry anything in her hand.

Is the gift small?Just put it in your pocket?

Just as Bo Yue was thinking, Jiang Dier suddenly saw something from the side.

A giant... box?
Is there a wooden block on the outside of the box?

Jiang Di'er was holding the oil painting box, and the oil painting box was placed vertically to cover her whole body.

She poked her head out from behind, and said to Bo Yue:
"Hold on, I'll take it in."

How could Bo Yue let her take it? He said to Jiang Dier while taking the huge box:
"How do you prepare for such a big apprentice ceremony?"

Jiang Di'er's brows and eyes were crooked, filled with a smile:
"I just wanted to give you such a big apprenticeship gift~"

Bo Yue glanced at her:
"For such a big thing, you should tell me in advance, let me go to get it, you are too tired to carry it."

Jiang Di'er closed the door and followed Bo Yue into the house.

"The gift for your apprenticeship, of course, has to be delivered directly to show that my lovely apprentice is more sincere ~ and not tired, I have great strength."

Bo Yue gently put the first teacher apprentice gift he received in his life on the tiles, then squatted beside him, looking at it, and asked Jiang Dier:
"How did you transport such a big thing? In an RV?"

Jiang Di'er smiled a little embarrassedly, and didn't mention that he originally planned to transport it in his own car, but found that the things were too big to fit.

"The caravan is at Xiaotang's side, it's a little far away, so I didn't let her come over for a trip... I made an appointment with a pickup truck online."

Bo Yue was slightly taken aback.

Jiang Dier patted her gift lightly, and said to Bo Yue:
"Take it apart."

This gift is a bit troublesome to disassemble, because Jiang Dier is fixed with a wooden block, and the screws in the wooden block must be removed first.

Jiang Di'er took out two tools specially used for driving screws from his pocket, and handed one to Bo Yue.

Bo Yue felt that since he saw Jiang Dier tonight, he was slightly stunned by Jiang Dier's actions and words again and again.

He took the tool, a little surprised and a little funny:
"Is it because I don't have any tools here, so you carry it in your pocket?"

Jiang Dier nodded, and said:
"And it's also a habit of mine. When I was a child helping with handicrafts at home, I would put the tools in my pocket."

Jiang Dier never shied away from talking about her not being good. When she was young, some people were born in poverty, and when they grew up, they entered the society of luxury and money, and would feel inferior to their past, but Jiang Dier would not.

She and Bo Yue worked together to dismantle the wooden blocks. Both of them squatted halfway, sometimes leaning forward and bumping their heads accidentally.

But it doesn't hurt at all.

However, both of them will look at each other for the first time, and speak at the moment their eyes meet:
"Excuse me."

Such a tacit understanding of the same mind made the two of them laugh simultaneously after finishing speaking.

Jiang Di'er only helped to remove the wooden blocks, and Bo Yue took care of the packaging of the next gift by himself.

When Bo Yue saw the oil painting, he felt as if his heart had been hit by something.

"This is—me playing the piano?"

(End of this chapter)