The other party did not beat around the bush, but directly revealed his identity, expressed his fancy to her, and revealed the purpose of making this call.
If the identity of the other party is real and the invitation is sincere, Ye Qingxin thinks that the other party should be a very straightforward person.
However, she is naturally not easy to trust others, especially strangers, not to mention Dou Weier's lessons learned from the past. After thinking for a moment, she politely and politely refused: "I haven't graduated yet. At present, I want to focus on my studies."
The other party smiled: "You don't believe me, I can understand that, I have a photography exhibition in the art gallery tomorrow, you can come and see it, maybe we can chat first."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "If I have time, I will go."
In other words, she may not necessarily go.
The other party did not force anything, but said: "Sometimes, success requires not only hard work and talent, but also courage and good at seizing opportunities. I think you are not without ambition, otherwise you would not participate in the design competition, do you think so?"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin stared at the window of the living room, the light outside was dim, the rain was heavy, the raindrops were blown by the wind and hit the glass, making a messy crackling sound, thunder rumbled, and the wind screamed.
According to the introduction on the Internet, Connie is not only a famous fashion designer, but also a photographer. He has held many photography exhibitions all over the country and even abroad.
I checked pgc on my mobile phone, and sure enough, there was a news that Connie will hold a photography exhibition, tomorrow, Beijing Art Museum.
pgc is a relatively authoritative photography website in China, which includes the information and dynamics of most domestic photographers.
Even so, Ye Qingxin was still a little hesitant. There was no picture of Connie published online, not even her real name. How could she be sure that the other party was really Connie
"Xinxin, what are you doing? You've been holding this piece of meat for a long time. Do you want to eat it or not?" At the dinner table, Dou Weier tapped Ye Qingxin's chopsticks with her chopsticks.
Ye Qingxin put down the chopsticks in her hand and rested her chin on her hand, "I don't have much appetite."
"Then you have to eat too. You are pregnant with the dragon species now, and you are not alone. If you don't want to eat it, you have to eat some for the dragon species in your stomach."
As he spoke, he poured a bowl of seasonal vegetable soup for Ye Qingxin, "I've eaten a lot of vegetarian meals with you, even the meat is fried so vegetarian, I'm convinced, eat it quickly."
"Would you like me to go?" Ye Qingxin struggled, "I can now understand your feelings at the time. This is indeed too tempting. Connie, the top fashion designer in China, actually called me in person. The Pear studio includes one-fifth of the top designers in the country. You said that I, a rookie, fell into the eyes of the Tathagata Buddha."
"Why don't I go with you?" Dou Weier patted her chest and said, "If bad people trick you, I will protect you with me."
Ye Qingxin didn't make a sound, thoughtful.
Dou Weier said: "You don't have to be so entangled, she can see you, she must have tapped your potential, you must have strengths that others don't have, go to see it tomorrow, there are many people in the photography exhibition, you are afraid that she will eat you in public."
After dinner, Dou Wei'er didn't go back immediately, she nestled on the sofa and called her grandma.
Ye Qingxin nestled on the other side of the sofa and called Zhou Qiaoqiao. After a few homely words, Ye Qingxin got to the point, "Mom, I'm going to get married suddenly, do you have any ideas?"
When her mother found out that she was going to get married, she didn't even make a phone call to ask about the specific situation. Ye Qingxin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
A suppressed cough came from the phone.
"Mom, are you okay?" Ye Qingxin heard such an uncomfortable coughing sound, all the loss in her heart turned into worry and distress.
It took a while for Zhou Qiaoqiao to regain her strength, panting slightly, "Xinxin is getting married, mother is naturally happy for you, someone is willing to take care of your siblings in the future, mother is relieved." Before the words finished, there was another unbearable cough.
"Mom, you and Xiaoguo are here this time, don't go back." Ye Qingxin said: "There are many good special schools here in the capital, let Xiaoguo go to school here, and I can take care of you conveniently if you live here."
Not knowing how long her mother could live, Ye Qingxin suddenly felt that she was really unqualified as a daughter. After her mother was diagnosed with a serious illness, she hardly took care of her.
Zhou Qiaoqiao smiled on the phone, "Let's see it again."
After speaking, there was another cough.
"mom"
"Okay, I'm fine. I haven't dared to call you all the time. I was afraid that you would worry if you heard me coughing. Mom is fine. As long as you and Xiaoguo have a good life in the future, Xinxin, from now on, Xiaoguo will be handed over to you."
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't know how many times she said the last sentence.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin was in a daze, and the sound of her mother coughing on the other end echoed in her ears.
Serious again.
"What are you doing in a daze?" Dou Wei'er also answered the phone, crawled over and leaned next to Ye Qingxin, "The boss of your family is not here, so I won't leave tonight, okay? I can sleep on the sofa, and it doesn't matter if I sleep on the floor."
Ye Qingxin: ""
"My grandma's health has improved a lot. Now she can get out of bed and walk around, and she can also eat by herself."
"I'll go back and take a shower first, and then I'll sleep with you."
Dou Wei'er walked to the door with her slippers on, turned her eyes and blew a kiss to Ye Qingxin, "Beauty, I'm waiting for the Lord to spoil you."
Ye Qingxin: ""
"Madam, you should wash up and go to bed early, the most important thing for a woman is to rest when she is pregnant." Because of the bad weather, Ye Qingxin asked Aunt Zhang to stay in the second bedroom at night.
Ye Qingxin nodded, got up and went to the cloakroom to get some clothes to take a shower.
While washing, Aunt Zhang knocked on the door of the bathroom, "Ma'am, call sir."
Ye Qingxin wiped the water off her face and went to the door to pick up her mobile phone to answer.
"Not asleep yet." Jing Boyuan's voice was calm, and his concern was obvious.
Ye Qingxin let out a "hmm", "It's still early."
"I'll be there at noon tomorrow." Jing Boyuan said, "I'll be back at noon the day after tomorrow. I'll be back soon."
The last sentence was obviously very plain, and there was not a single ambiguous word in the whole sentence, but in Ye Qingxin's ears, it made her heart beat faster for no reason.
She pursed her lips and hooked the corners of her mouth.
Turning to her mother's situation, she said: "My mother's cough seems to be severe again, and I am a little worried."
Jing Boyuan said: "Don't worry, I will take care of her for you."
Ye Qingxin: "Yes."
Then silence.
There was the sound of each other's breathing next to her ears. Ye Qingxin stood in front of the mirror. In the mirror, her lower abdomen was flat, the same as before. If the discomfort on her body reminded her that she was pregnant, she might have forgotten that she was a person with a child.
After a while, she suddenly thought of something again, and said, "Bo Yuan, I received a call today. The person claimed to be Connie, that well-known designer. She invited me to join Pear Studio. Can you help me check Connie's information, preferably with her own photo."
Jing Boyuan said: "Wait for a moment."
About five minutes later, when Ye Qingxin took a shower and was just drying her body, Jing Boyuan's call came in again.
"I called her, you go directly to the photography exhibition tomorrow."
"" Ye Qingxin was a little confused, "Do you think
know her"
Jing Boyuan: "We have cooperated several times."
Ye Qingxin: "" After a pause, she asked: "Didn't you say that I should concentrate on my studies now?"
Jing Boyuan said with a smile in his voice, "But if there is an opportunity, it should not be wasted."
Ye Qingxin laughed, "Well, I see."
"Be careful when you go out tomorrow. Let Master Lu send you off. If it's still raining, remember to wear an extra layer."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone again, Ye Qingxin stopped by to check the time, it was only half past eight.
After getting dressed and coming out, Dou Weier was brushing her hair. She called and said that she would not come to sleep tonight. Ye Qingxin heard that something was wrong with her voice, and said concerned: "Are you okay, why is your voice so weird?"
Dou Weier hurriedly said "I'm fine" and hung up.
At the last moment when the call was cut off, Ye Qingxin seemed to hear a man's voice on the other end, which sounded familiar. She frowned, as if realizing something, smiled, and ignored it.
Some things, the development is always unexpected.
Lying on the bed at night, she was obviously very tired, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway, tossing and turning, the man's body odor remained in the quilt, and her heart was empty.
After thinking about it, she went to the cloakroom to get a shirt from Jing Boyuan, hugged it in her arms and quickly fell asleep.
According to the weather forecast, the thunderstorm would last for two or three days, but who knows, it cleared up early the next morning.
With the reassurance that Jing Boyuan gave yesterday, Ye Qingxin tidied up early in the morning, called Master Lu, and left at nine o'clock.
As soon as the door opened, Dou Weier's door next door also opened, and He Jifan came out with a smile and a spring breeze on his face. Although Dou Weier's expression was still unkind and she was not polite in speaking, but her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were charming, it was clear what happened last night.
Seeing Ye Qingxin, He Jifan greeted her in a good mood, "Good morning, brother and sister."
Ye Qingxin glanced at the two of them, and smiled, "Morning."
Dou Wei'er's cheeks flushed suddenly, and she closed the door with a bang.
Ye Qingxin and He Jifan: ""
The two went downstairs together.
He Jifan: "I heard that Bo Yuan's family went to your hometown to propose a marriage. He really values you."
Ye Qingxin smiled without saying a word.
"However, I didn't expect my aunt to accept you so easily, and she was willing to go to City T. I thought that if Bo Yuan wanted to marry you, she would."
He Jifan didn't say the latter, but Ye Qingxin understood.
But her attention is not here, but "Aunt also went to T City"
"you do not know"
Ye Qingxin shook her head, "He only told me that my uncle has gone."
He Jifan looked thoughtful, "Perhaps Bo Yuan didn't know that aunt had gone."
Ye Qingxin thought of the rift between Jing Boyuan and his mother, and asked calmly: "Boyuan and his aunt seem to have a bad relationship, do you know why?"
He Jifan thought for a while, "It might be because of that child."
Ye Qingxin was puzzled, "Children"
He Jifan explained: "My aunt gave birth to a child more than ten years ago. It is said that it has something to do with Bo Yuan. My aunt valued that child very much, and because of this, she wanted to sever ties with Bo Yuan. The two had a fierce fight."
Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered what Jing Suosuo once said, that He Su'e fell from upstairs and bled a lot
Could it be the miscarriage
Jing Boyuan was already twenty years old at that time, even if He Su'e's miscarriage was related to Jing Boyuan, she wouldn't sever ties with her grown-up son for the sake of an unborn child.
Ye Qingxin vaguely felt that the relationship was not that simple.
The wind blew for two days and one night, and a green leaf fell on the ground. A lot of rainwater accumulated in the low-lying places. When the car ran over the water, the pedestrians on the side of the road were afraid to avoid it.
Ye Qingxin was thinking about He Jifan's words, and didn't care that the car had already stopped at the entrance of the art museum.
"Ma'am, we're here." Master Lu reminded.
Ye Qing came back to her senses, arrived at Xie with a smile, got off the car, the marble floor at the entrance of the art museum was wet, and many people came in and out at the entrance of the art museum.
The building of the art museum has a sense of design and modernity. The walls are inclined, like a book that cannot be toppled.
Ye Qingxin entered the wide glass door, took her ID card to get the ticket at the ticket office, and found the location of the photography exhibition. There were quite a few people visiting the exhibition. Under the illumination of the LED spotlights, every photo was beautiful, with a profound artistic conception, highlighting the theme.
After watching for a while, Ye Qingxin wanted to call Connie when she came out of the exhibition.
Just as he was about to dial the number, two people came up ahead, one of whom Ye Qingxin knew was Xiao Lian.
She put away her mobile phone, and when the two approached, she opened her mouth to say hello to Xiao Lian, but Xiao Lian's gaze swept across her face, as if she didn't recognize her.
Ye Qingxin closed her lips, smiled slightly, and looked down at the phone screen.
Since others have already shown it so clearly, there is no need for her to put her hot face on someone else's cold ass.
"Miss Ye." The person next to Xiao Lian stopped in front of Ye Qingxin, and said to her with a gentle smile, "I didn't expect you to come so early."
Ye Qingxin raised her head and looked at the speaker. It was a woman in her forties, with exquisite makeup, fashion taste in her clothes, kind smile, and wisdom and grace accumulated over the years in her eyes.
The voice was exactly the same as the voice on the phone last night.
Ye Qingxin smiled, "Ms. Connie."
Seeing that the two seemed to be familiar, Xiao Lian was surprised, "You know each other"
Connie laughed and said, "She is the designer I just mentioned to you."
Xiao Lian smiled, on the way here just now, Connie mentioned to her that she found a designer who was quite accomplished in color, and planned to invite her to participate in the design of Pear's autumn and winter models this year.
Xiao Lian didn't care at all, but she didn't expect that the designer connie praised was an acquaintance.
She was surprised.
You must know that Pear's autumn and winter models are about to appear on the runway of Milan Fashion Week. What can a college student who has not graduated have
"I, I'll talk to Ms. Ye, so I won't accompany you." Connie said, "Miss Ye, don't mind finding me a place to have a cup of coffee?"
Ye Qingxin smiled back: "Of course."
A corner of the cafe.
Ye Qingxin got straight to the point, "I'm curious, how did you find me?"
Connie took a sip of his coffee and said sternly: "No matter how good a designer is, there will be times when he will encounter bottlenecks. Fashion week is approaching, but Pear's design draft has not yet come out. I always feel that there is something missing in the draft sent by the people below. I saw your ready-to-wear show the day before yesterday, and I suddenly understood that it is the color. The colors of your five outfits gave me a bright feeling. Maybe you can try it."
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