Enigmatic hook lips, Leng Yu noncommittal, Xinyi still want to stick to their position, but finally swallow back what they want to say.

An hour later, Su Jishi was chosen as the main stone for the new product Fanhua of Royal ornaments, which was revealed on the microblog by a blogger who claimed to know.

The words are not convincing enough. A suspected design of flowers has also been pasted. Although it seems to be secretly photographed and blurred, it seems to be mosaic, but the outline is very similar to the blue Ying.

The Propaganda Department was bombarded by the telephone of various media, and the door of the Royal ornament was surrounded by reporters who wanted to get first-hand information. They could not stop Leng Yu from interviewing the employees who went in and out of the Royal ornament. Finally, the security was launched to maintain the order of the scene.

However, Leng Yu, the leader of the Royal ornament, did not make a sound. Some people speculated that he was acquiescent, while others speculated that he was brewing a big move.

At 4:00 p.m., another explosive news came one after another. Although it had nothing to do with the flowers of Royal ornaments, the timing and details could not help but make people imagine.

Leng Yu and Duan Qingyan are in the same frame several days later. The background is Duan Zhai, a private residence. Duan Qingyan stands at the door in her home clothes, watching Leng Yu drive away.

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"Did you notice the light in the photo? It seems to be morning. Did Dashen spend the night in Duan Qingyan?"

"It should be noted that every time Dashen went on a hot search, Qingyan would come out to rub the heat. At the beginning, I thought she was quite suitable for Dashen. Now, green tea is no doubt."

"Do you have any misunderstanding about the heat? It's a real hammer, a real hammer!"

No one knows what the purpose of the photo is at this time, but there is a fierce battle among the parties.

"Have you all forgotten the anonymous sculptor's carving of" Angran "? Is it possible that" Angran "is really carved by Duan Qingyan, and" Fanhua "is also her main carving. But Duan Shi and Yu Shi are in a tense relationship now, so Dashen and Duan Qingyan can only do it secretly. The photo is just a diversion. It's actually related to new products and flowers? "

"Photos are smoke bombs, flowers are the focus of the great God."

The new round of speculation is like a gathering of famous detectives. Everyone's speculation seems reasonable.

"It's all gone. If you take teacher Su hansu as a vegetarian, Duan Qingyan will bow and shout when he sees him."

There are also different voices, but in a flash, they are drowned in the overwhelming comments.

Looking at Leng Yu again, he still kept silent, as if nothing had happened. He was so mean that he would not reveal a word, and even despised explanation.

At six in the evening, he left work on time.

Xinyi specially disguised and changed the trolley, drove out of the encirclement of the Royal ornament, pulled down the mask and looked at the rearview mirror: "boss, do you really decide to keep silent until the launch of Fanhua? If you let it go, and there is no reporter bombing, the shareholders will find trouble again. "

Leng Yu pulled his tie indifferently: "I can't stop trying to find it."

Xinyi has no place to vent her bitterness. She knows that if Leng Yu wants to stop him, he can stop him, but he doesn't want to.

"Has the invitation arrived yet?"

Leng Yu then changed the topic, Xinyi nodded: "it's delivered. I personally handed it to Mr. Duan."

"What did he say?"

"Just a few words."

Leng Yu's dark eyes wrinkled. He only heard Xin Yi say: "boss, is it going back to Nanyuan? I'm afraid that the outside of Nanyuan is also full of media and journalists. "

"Never mind, go back to Nanyuan."

Leng Yu can be calm, but Xinyi can't. She carefully goes to the underground garage, and Xinyi quietly leaves from the side door.

Back in Nanyuan, Leng Yu goes directly upstairs to the studio and pushes the door open. Su Han and Luo Xiaojing are sitting together and talking about some of Su Han's award-winning carvings a few years ago.

"Mr. Su, after listening to you, I think if I want to win a prize in the sculpture competition, I have to choose an art school to study for a few months."

"No exaggeration? You think it's competition, it's practice. "

After carving out the flowers, Luo Xiaojing keeps on preparing for the sculpture competition. As Leng Yu expected, she really asks Su Han for help.

"There's no way to hypnotize yourself as a practitioner." Frankly speaking, Luo Xiaojing took Su Han's sculpture closer. "The boss of this sculpture competition is one of the judges. If I can't pass the audition, I really have no face to see him."

High hopes are the driving force and pressure. If she can't win the prize in the competition, it also proves that she has chosen the wrong way.

"You're competing for yourself, not for him." Su Han knocked his hand, and Luo Xiaojing prepared to participate in the design, "from my professional perspective, as long as you play normally, there will be no problem in the audition."

"What about the preliminaries?"

Su Han twisted his eyebrows: "the preliminary competition should be OK, but if you win the prize..."

"Can't you win a prize?"

Nodding, Su Han said directly: "although the sculpture competition tests the sculptor, personal style is also an important consideration. For example, you can see that this sculpture is Su Han's work at a glance. Another example is that you like Luo rouluo sculptor. Even if your sculptor is very much like her, the overall style and details can also be seen by those who understand sculpture."In other words, learning from Luo Rou is Luo Xiaojing's bonus, but it will also reduce the score.

"If you look up more information about the sculpture competition, you will know that the sculptors who have stood out in the sculpture competition these years are all of their own school."

"So..." Luo Xiaojing fiddles with Su Han's carvings. "If I want to win the prize, I have to get out of the shadow of teacher Luo and carve with Luo Xiaojing."

"You can say that, too." Su Han continued, "but personal style is a very macro thing. How can you carve the same things, such as fallen leaves and mountain scenery, into Luo Xiaojing's? You can only figure it out yourself."

"Mr. Su, can you give me some advice on the sculpture I want to audition for?"

"Opinions..." Su Han asked to lift his cheek. Suddenly he thought of Leng Yu's advice. His action turned into a shrug. "I'm sorry, Xiaojing. I really want to give you advice, but Leng Yu asked me after you decided to take part in the sculpture competition, so my advice is no advice."

"He's still so cold-blooded that he doesn't speak of any human feelings."

She is confused, the original plan to find Su Han secretly division, but did not expect Leng Yu Long ago the prophet blocked her way, told her everything by themselves.

"Well, I think he's too cold-blooded, too." No one can escape the curse of the boss of diss, who immediately turns into a boss of diss. Su Han looks disgusted, "not only cold-blooded, but also..."

Yu Guangwei turns, and a chill follows. Su Han shivers unconsciously, and his sight moves up slowly.

The familiar Junyan makes his face suddenly change. He looks at Leng Yu's face. Now he doesn't allow Luo Xiaojing to know the threat that I'm standing behind you. He turns back and clears his voice: "but you can understand it, Xiaojing. You know, Fanhua is hot again."