Lin Wenxuan opened the door and saw a face-to-face young man sitting inside, so she didn't go in.
After he smiled and nodded to the young man, he stood at the door and said to Yan Xiaofeng, "Teacher Yan, the drawing is done."
"So fast?" Yan Xiaofeng was surprised, and said while wiping his hands with a kerchief, "All come in and sit down!"
"Then bother." Lin Wenxuan went in first.
Nie Changhuan didn't know why he was a little nervous for some reason. After quietly exhaling, he hurriedly followed in, obediently standing by Lin Wenxuan's side, and didn't look at other places in the box. Moreover, Lin Wenxuan was tall and thin, just blocking her sight.
Yan Xiaofeng put the veil aside, took the painting, and tilted his head to look at the light.
He only glanced at it, then suddenly raised his head. After looking at Nie Changhuan, he put on the glasses that hung around his neck, and then he looked carefully.
Nie Changhuan's eyes jumped when he saw him, and he couldn't help becoming nervous.
The waiting time seemed extremely long. When Nie Changhuan's palms began to sweat, Yan Xiaofeng finally took off his glasses and carefully rolled up the picture.
Lin Wenxuan couldn't hold back, "Teacher Yan, how is it?"
"Insufficient skills."
Nie Changhuan's heart sank.
Lin Wenxuan tilted her head and glanced at Nie Changhuan comfortingly.
Yan Xiaofeng laughed at this moment: "But if a painting has a soul, what does it need to do? You mean, brother Wenxuan?"
With that said, Yan Xiaofeng spread out the rolled up painting again and looked at the few strokes of Lin Shenxiuzhu. He couldn't help nodding, then leaned back, looking at Nie Changhuan and asked, "Little girl, call What's the name?"
Seeing his questioning, Nie Changhuan pressed his lips in joy, and hurriedly stepped forward. He was about to speak, his eyes flickered, and his expression stiffened when he saw the person sitting on the other side of the table.
How keen Yan Xiaofeng was, his sharp eyes swept around Nie Changhuan and Fu Xingye, and then coughed heavily.
Nie Changhuan recovered, but still pressed his lips tightly, unable to make a sound.
How could this world be so small, so I happened to meet Fu Xingye again here!
Lin Wenxuan has always been weak in interpersonal communication and observing words, and she didn't realize what was wrong at this time. She thought that Nie Changhuan was timid, so she explained for Nie Changhuan: "The little girl has not good previous experiences and her personality is a bit introverted."
"Really?" Yan Xiaofeng glanced at Fu Xingye, who had been sitting silently, completely out of the way, staring at the inscription on the lower right corner of the drawing paper, and complimented: "The characters are also very flavorful. It turned out to be called... Nie Changhuan."
When he dragged his tail to recite Nie Changhuan's name, he looked like he was looking at a painting, but he was actually looking at Fu Xingye.
Nie Changhuan held his fingertips tightly, and couldn't help but look at Fu Xingye.
At that time, Fu Xingye leaned back on a solid wood chair, with his arms placed in front of him naturally, his hands seemed to be playing with something, but he was blocked by the table, and he couldn't see the movements of his hands.
When Yan Xiaofeng said his name, there was no change in the expression on his face and the posture of his body, as if he didn't hear it or didn't care at all.
Nie Changhuan breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately felt that his heart was suddenly blocked, so he lowered his head.
Seeing Fu Xingye's reaction, Yan Xiaofeng ignored him and said to Nie Changhuan, "It's really a pity that your little girl didn't study earlier."
This is a very high evaluation.
Whale City University will give highly respected teachers a special recruitment quota every year. Yan Xiaofeng hasn't caught the eye this year. Since he said that to Nie Changhuan tonight, it was a disguised agreement.
Lin Wenxuan and Nie Changhuan looked at each other. Nie Changhuan couldn't hide his joy. As he was about to pay tribute to Yan Xiaofeng, Fu Xingye suddenly sat upright slowly.
"It's a pity that I'm blind, otherwise I can see the beauty of Miss Nie's painting." He pulled his lips with a smile. "It takes ten minutes to complete the painting. Miss Nie took a lot of effort to practice this painting. Right?"
As soon as he said this, Yan Xiaofeng was silent and put the drawing paper that had been pinched in his palm on the table.
Lin Wenxuan choked, her face turned a little red. She wanted to help Nie Changhuan say a few words, but he had also heard Nie Changhuan’s bad rumors before. After hesitating, there was no way to say those words ignorantly. It's exported.
Everyone looked at Nie Changhuan.
Nie Changhuan’s lips fell with a smile, and he explained neither humbly nor arrogantly: “Painting naturally requires a lot of effort to practice, but I just saw my uncle’s temperament as a bamboo, and I just wanted to paint it temporarily. ."
"Is that so? Miss Nie is really good at it."
"..." Nie Changhuan gritted his teeth and didn't want to entangle with Fu Xingye in word games anymore, turning his eyes to see Yan Xiaofeng who was able to make a decision, "Mr. Yan, you can ask questions, and I can draw another picture in front of you."
Yan Xiaofeng didn't answer the conversation right away. He glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "It's too late. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow. Let's get here today."
This is nothing.
I was very satisfied before, and promised to reply tonight, if it weren’t for Fu Xingye’s sudden interruption...
Nie Changhuan couldn’t hide her hatred. She looked at Fu Xingye, who was sitting leisurely. She heard Lin Wenxuan saying good things to Yan Xiaofeng. Yan Xiaofeng didn’t answer much. Finally, she changed the subject and asked about Lin Heyan’s recent situation: "Your family, Heyan, but Our Whale City University is a good seedling with a far-reaching reputation!"
Lin Wenxuan didn’t want to talk to him about this, and wanted to tell him about Nie Changhuan again. Nie Changhuan gently tugged Lin Wenxuan’s sleeves, cut off his words and said to Yan Xiaofeng: "Thank you tonight, Teacher Yan, then I and Uncle, don't bother for now."
"Chang Huan, this..."
Nie Changhuan shook his head silently, and after bowing to Yan Xiaofeng again, he added hopefully: "When Teacher Yan comes back from a business trip, if I am free, I hope you will give me another chance."
Yan Xiaofeng hummed, and said to Lin Wenxuan, "Brother Wenxuan, walk slowly."
So Nie Changhuan knew that this opportunity would never happen again.
So until he walked out of the box, Nie Changhuan didn't look at Fu Xingye again.
But on the way to the car, Nie Changhuan really got more and more angry, and more aggrieved.
Fu Xingye, why did he treat her like this
Nie Manshuang saw the two of them coming back from a distance, and couldn't help but get out of the car and ran over. Lin Wenxuan, who was walking in front, shook her head slightly.
"..." Nie Manshuang was also a little frustrated for a while, thinking how sad that Liu Yi, who was far away in Huacheng, knew the news.
But right now, she still hugged Nie Changhuan gently, and after she settled down in the back seat, she comforted her; "It doesn't matter, Whale City University can't, we will think of other ways later."
Nie Changhuan nodded lightly, too sad to speak.
Nie Wei, who had been sitting in the car, couldn't help but curled her lips, but she sighed and persuaded her softly, "Don't feel helpless, since my aunt brought you to Whale City, she will definitely help you find the school. No I told you to go back to Hwaseong."
Nie Manshuang closed his eyes and said, "Weiwei, if you don't want to comfort people, stop talking, okay?"
Nie Wei whispered, "I'm sorry, aunt."
Nie Manshuang was already irritable, but now knocking on Nie Wei's aggrieved and contrived appearance, he suddenly fell out of breath and slammed the car door irritably.
Nie Wei said again, "Auntie, don't be too impatient. After all, you also know the education situation of Chang Huan before, and she probably can't do anything about it."
"..." Nie Manshuang.
Nie Changhuan tilted her head to look at Nie Wei, and Nie Wei pursed her lips and smiled at her.
"..." Nie Changhuan leaned forward and said, "Auntie, uncle, I want to go back to the bathroom. You will wait for me for a while, and I will be back soon.
Seeing Nie Changhuan ran away, Nie Manshuang hurriedly asked Lin Wenxuan, "What the hell is going on?"
Lin Wenxuan explained the story, and finally sighed: "Even a layman, I think Chang Huan's paintings are really good. I don't know why Teacher Yan suddenly changed his mind."
"..." Nie Manshuang looked at his muscular husband, and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Nie Wei opened the door and got out of the car at this moment: "Chang Huan is a person who is not familiar with the land. There is a mixed bag of fish and dragons here. I will go and see her."
…
When Nie Changhuan was walking to the previous box, she saw Yan Xiaofeng had already gone to the end of the corridor. She couldn't help but ran a few steps, and when she reached the door of the box, she happened to see Fu Xingye coming out.
The two met in a narrow path at the door. Because Fu Xingye couldn't see, Nie Changhuan was worried that he would bump into him without knowing to stop, so he directly raised his hand on his chest and pushed him back slightly: "Fu Xingye, I have something to ask you. "
She didn't plan to come to Fu Xingye, but she was taunted by Nie Wei during a meal in the car. Suddenly she had courage. She was suffocated in her heart when she ran all the way, so she started to speak now. , All a bit fierce.
Fu Xingye obviously didn't expect that he would be treated like this. He habitually lowered his head and "looked" at his chest. After reacting, he chuckled lightly, speechless.
Seeing his reaction, Nie Changhuan, who was puffed up, was like a balloon that was suddenly loosened. His emotions became aggrieved inexplicably, especially when he thought of what happened at the Heaton Hotel that night, he couldn't control it. Even the eyes of the people who live are red.
She raised her face and asked him: "Even if you think I have calculated you, but I did save you, no matter what, we are all settled. Why are you doing this to me."
Fu Xingye raised his eyebrows, leaned against the door frame, and asked amusedly: "What did I do to you?"
"..." Nie Changhuan discovered that Fu Xingye can easily control her emotions with just one expression and a word. At this moment, she is no longer wronged.
"It's only a few minutes, you... amnesia?" Nie Changhuan gritted his teeth as he smiled. "In the box just now, in front of Teacher Yan, you asked me how much effort it took to practice that painting, and what do you mean?"
"Miss Nie asked the wrong person, huh?" Fu Xingye suddenly leaned over and approached, but because he couldn't see, he approached Nie Changhuan and almost ran into Nie Changhuan's face. Nie Changhuan became stiff and quickly tilted his head to the side.
So Fu Xingye's warm words fell in her ears: "This sentence is so familiar. As a person from the Nie family, shouldn't you know this best?"
He deliberately suppressed the voice and dragged the long tail. Nie Changhuan was unable to think for a short time for a second or two. Suddenly, his mind popped out that night, he was lying in her ear, and said over and over again or instructed or coaxed:
Let me go deeper.
Very good, that's it, don't move.
Let's change positions again, okay.
You come out too much, water, I can't help it...
Thinking of this, Nie Changhuan's mind seemed to have firecrackers crackling, causing her blood to boil, sour and soft, and she almost couldn't even stand firmly.
She hurriedly raised her hand to press on Fu Xingye's shoulder, trying to push him away. But she didn't push, so she took two steps back in a panic.
She remembered that night again, she put her hand on his shoulder in the same way, pushing him over and over again, crying and begging him not to continue.
Standing at the door of the box, Fu Xingye was slightly taken aback when pushed by him. He always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but he searched his memory and found no clues.
He still wanted to think deeply, but had a splitting headache, so he stood up straight and raised his hand to press his eyebrows.
Nie Changhuan also suppressed those untimely memories, and when she looked at Fu Xingye again, she recalled the words Fu Xingye said just now and suddenly realized.
Familiar.
Of course familiar.
Last time Fu Xingye hosted Nie's family in Huacheng, in the box, didn't Nie Wei tell her something similar? At that time, because of this, Zheng Shuying rejected the plan to send her to school.
It turned out that Fu Xingye heard everything.
And now, he still healed her with the Nie family's way, and still repeatedly claimed that she was from the Nie family.
I am afraid that in the eyes of Fu Xingye, there is no good person in the Nie family, they are all clever villains, including her Nie Changhuan.
It’s okay not to mention that time. At this moment, when Fu Xingye mentioned it, Nie Changhuan couldn’t help but grin: “You keep saying that I’m from the Nie family, but I think Mr. Fu, your current tricky method is no better than mine. The Nie family is bad."
"..." Fu Xingye was stunned. The first reaction was not that he was angry because of Nie Changhuan's words, but that he regretted that he was blind and couldn't see Nie Changhuan's sharp-toothed mouth.
After saying this, Nie Changhuan regretted it a little.
He is now the weaker side, and these quick talks to challenge him just make his situation worse. If he becomes unhappy again and does more things that hinder her, she will be done.
Do you really want to come to Whale City happily and hopefully as Nie Wei said, and finally go back with a humiliated face
Nie Changhuan stood there and thought a lot for a while. It happened that Bai Xiu and Chen Yanchuan came over from the other side of the corridor, and they seemed to have come to pick up Fu Xingye. Fu Xingye heard the sound and was about to leave.
When he passed by himself, Nie Changhuan asked him softly, "Fu Xingye, what is going on so that you will let me go?"
Chen Yanchuan paused and did not go here anymore.
Bai Xiu's eyes flashed, and he speeded up his steps to come to the two of them: "Oh, isn't this a stutter? What kind of fate is this? But what's wrong with your atmosphere?"
"..." Nie Changhuan.
"..." Fu Xingye stepped forward to leave.
Nie Changhuan was anxious, and hurriedly grabbed his wrist. She was afraid that he would throw herself away. After thinking about it, she put both hands together and pulled him tightly. She was very stubborn and bold: "You haven't answered me yet. You don't... can't go."
The more she talked, the more guilty her conscience became, and by the next few words she was already sounding like a mosquito.
Fu Xingye's body became stiff, and the woman's palm was soft and clean, pressing tightly on the pulse of his wrist, making him short of breath.
He broke free, without success.
So he raised his lips and smiled maliciously: "I'm cool, I won't let you go!"
"..." Standing by, Bai Xiu widened his mouth exaggeratedly.
As an ancient boudoir woman, Nie Changhuan only uses the word "cool" in daily life. He has never used "cool", but he uses it smoothly when he speaks.
She was on the bar with Fu Xingye right now, and asked fiercely: "Then how can you be cool?"
"..." Fu Xingye's mouth trembled, and he obviously didn't expect Nie Changhuan to ask that, when there were other men nearby.
As another man, Bai Xiu wowed and raised two thumbs to Nie Changhuan, "Stop stuttering, why didn't you notice it before, you let go!"
After being interrupted by Bai Xiu, Nie Changhuan smiled perfunctorily. The momentum just disappeared suddenly, and he tightened his lips and said nothing.
She just clenched Fu Xingye's hand tightly, hoping that Fu Xingye would stop struggling with her in the presence of two other people, Bai Xiu and Chen Yanchuan.
But Fu Xingye didn't have any awareness of this aspect, and asked her coldly, "Isn't it let go?"
When he yelled at him, Nie Changhuan's face was hot, but his eyes were sore. She pursed her lips and said nothing, trying to suppress her emotions.
An unknown fire burst into Fu Xingye's mind, which burned him inexplicably anxious. He faintly knew that the anger was not because Nie Changhuan was holding his wrist, but as soon as he moved, his strength was not controlled, and he directly threw Nie Changhuan away.
Nie Changhuan, who was caught off guard, subconsciously wanted to catch it, but lost his balance and staggered, looking a little embarrassed.
She was taken aback. The desire to go to school preceded any other emotions and had the upper hand. She was afraid that Fu Xingye would leave, and hurriedly begged him: "This opportunity to go to school is really important to me. My mother is still at home waiting for my good news. Fu Xingye, you let me go, okay?"
After she finished speaking, she looked up at Fu Xingye blankly, not knowing how she looked at him at the time.
When the surrounding area suddenly became quiet for a few seconds, when Chen Yanchuan staring at her suddenly looked away, Bai Xiu coughed uncomfortably, feeling a little at a loss: "Stammer, don't cry!"
Hearing this, Fu Xingye stiffened.
Nie Changhuan raised his hand blankly and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, only to realize tears on his face.
She glanced hurriedly at Bai Xiu and Chen Yanchuan who were standing next to her, and suddenly felt that she was ashamed to cry in front of so many people. She couldn't stay any longer, turned around and ran away quickly.
Bai Xiu and Chen Yanchuan looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and went to see Fu Xingye together.
Fu Xingye looked unwavering and ruthlessly powerful.
Bai Xiu couldn't stand it anymore: "How on earth are you bullying others, huh?"
Fu Xingye stood silently without speaking.
Bai Xiu walked two steps in the direction where Nie Changhuan had left and then walked back, a little anxious: "This big night, a little girl ran away like this, don't you worry? To chase or not to chase, what do you want to say?"