Mo Luan smiled, "The little old man scares people, don't worry."
咚咚咚——
The door of the reception room knocked from outside.
"In."
The visitor was Wang Yuanming, followed by Nanyuan.
As soon as the two came in, they put their eyes on Mo Luan.
His eyes were eager and excited, and there seemed to be a lot to say.
The curator saw them so, he already understood the two people's intentions.
Wang Yuanming couldn't restrain his excitement, and said first, "Teacher, thank you for your point to me today. I didn't expect you to be Teacher L. I, I..."
The idol that he admired suddenly appeared in front of him.
The surprise came so suddenly that the elderly stone carving master also stuttered with excitement.
"I am very happy to see you. I have always liked your work very much."
Mo Luan: "I know, I will try my best to develop my personal style in the future."
"Yes, I will study carefully and come up with better works."
Who would have thought that Professor Wang from the Department of Sculpture would be so excited as a child.
If he was seen by his students, he would be dumbfounded.
And Wang Yuanming is also very serious, except when talking about his idol Master L, his expression will be very happy.
Other times are serious, cold-blooded and rigid
The students are also very afraid of him.
Therefore, when they saw him, even the curator and Director Liu were surprised.
Perhaps for "little fan" Wang Yuanming, the surprise at this moment is beyond comprehension.
Wang Yuanming pursed his lips, seemingly hesitated for a long time, and finally made a decision.
"Teacher, can you sign me."
Mo Luan said generously: "Yes."
Wang Yuanming quickly took out the signature pen and a photo he had prepared in advance.
The photo shows the stone sculptures Mo Luan put on the exhibition of the World Association.
This was downloaded and printed by Wang Yuanming from the Internet.
He turned the photo back and asked Mo Luan to sign it on the back.
Mo Luan tilted his head with the pen, "Just write a letter, it seems a bit monotonous."
I had an idea for a moment.
She wrote the letter L in a swash, and then drew a small stone sculpture next to it.
Simple strokes, but outline the soul of stone carving.
Let people know the stone sculptures at a glance.
When receiving the autograph, Wang Yuanming's hands were shaking.
It looked like those star-chaser girls got their idols and handed them over for autographs.
The expression of excitement couldn't be suppressed.
Seeing this, Nan Yuan couldn't hold back anymore, and said, "Miss, I want to say a few words to you alone."
He squeezed his fist nervously, not at all ruthless in front of Wei Qiyou and Yu Baran.
Like Wang Yuanming, like a small fan who has succeeded in chasing stars.
"can."
Mo Luan habitually went to pick out the spicy strips, but she really touched a bag.
Thinking about it for a while, it seemed that Xun Jie put it in her pocket.
The girl picked the phoenix eyes in a good mood, and said to the curator and them: "I'll go first. Once the restaurant is set, just tell me."
They left the reception room, and two sneaky people not far away quickly followed.
Wei Qiyou said, "Nan Yuan hurriedly came here. It turned out to be Missy."
The two idols are like paparazzi on weekdays.
Quietly following behind Mo Luan and Nan Yuan.
The art museum has beautiful scenery and each place has a unique charm.
The artistic flavor is very strong, they sit on the stone table behind the rockery.
Mo Luan said with spicy sticks in his mouth, "Let's talk about it."
Nan Yuan didn't sit down, but looked at her excitedly, "You are..."