Qin Yan was almost sure that she knew the woman in front of her, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Qin Yan began to secretly poke: "Mr. Xu, where are you from?"

Xu Huanxi Fengyun replied, "Chunjing, should be a small town you haven't heard of." She had mentioned where she came from before, two or three times, the mountains, the waters and the beauties in spring. It was just a question whether these heartless women could remember.

Qin Yan brainstormed again. She didn't know where the spring scene was, let alone who she knew lived there. Then she asked another way: "well, I really haven't heard of it. Mr. Xu, where did you read the book? "

With a smile, Xu Huanxi seemed to be full of light and low-key: "I graduated from the Royal College of design. I was an excellent graduate of that year. You can rest assured of my aesthetic and experience. You are picky about the low diploma of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I don't know whether you are satisfied with me or not. I think my diploma won't go unnoticed, will it If Qin Yan really knows her situation, she should know that she has been admitted to the Royal College of design.

She knows what Qin Yan wants to ask. To put it simply, where did you study in kindergarten, primary school, junior high school, high school, University, postgraduate, doctor, etc?

Qin Yan wants to check her account, know her information, and then guess who she is.

Of course, she won't answer all the questions well. She will leave some obscure clues.

If Qin Yan can recognize her, it means that Qin Yan cares about the silent Xu Huanxi. Of course, she can recognize Qin Yan, because Qin Yan is worth it.

If you can't recognize her, it means that God pities her, gives her guidance, and makes a decision for her - don't touch the past of high school, don't destroy the existing peaceful life.

Qin Yan can't think of it. Is it Xu? Spring? Royal College of design? These three nouns seem to have no intersection with her life. It's strange how she knows the woman in front of her.

"Mr. Xu, what's your name?"

“……” Xu Huanxi didn't want to say it. If he said all his names, everything would be recognized by Qin Yan. If she said the name, Qin Yan can't recognize it, then she must break up with Qin Yan.

Cough, although they have been separated for a long time.

She smiles at Qin Yan and says her stage name as a shield: "you can call me clown Hsu." Anyway, Qin Yan is the second generation of upstarts. She doesn't know clown Hsu. She may not even know what clown Hsu means.

Qin Yan wants to say something else, but the senior make-up room is not far away from Xu Huanxi's office. It's only three or two steps away.

Xu Huanxi doesn't want to give Qin Yan a chance to speak. If Qin Yan asks two more questions, her identity will be changed.

She can't help but press Qin Yan on the comfortable sofa: "Miss Qin, please sit down. As you are in a hurry to attend the business party, I suggest you don't talk. In this way, I can make up faster."

Qin Yan was in a hurry. She quarreled with Jiangsu and Zhejiang for half an hour before, and then waited for Xu Huanxi for a quarter of an hour. She didn't have much time, so it was important to make money.

As for the woman in front of her, the monk can't run away from the temple.

So, Qin Yan obediently shut up, let Xu Huanxi in her face, head, body up and down.

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