Chapter 580: The problem is that the road is too narrow

Chapter 580: The problem is that the road is too narrow

 Although all the invited artists present can, in principle, bring someone with them.

 But in fact not that many people do this, most of them come alone.

 After all, everyone has a desire to compare.

 When you bring more juniors, you will inevitably want to see whose child has more potential.

If it beats other children and proves that your child is more promising, then that's fine. If it can't be compared, it will be uncomfortable for both adults and children.

Just like the granddaughter of the old man who just asked Jiang Lingxi for an autograph and a photo, when she thought of having to face the possible assessments of the old artists her grandfather knew, she reluctantly gave up even the chance of face-to-face contact with her favorite celebrities. .

 Therefore, the juniors who can be brought here must be good enough.

 Otherwise, there is really nothing you can do in such an occasion!

Yuan Hui also knew in his heart that Jiang Lingxi was capable and could be recognized by his colleagues present, so he brought the person in without saying a word.

 Cao Xinyan came with her grandfather before. As Chairman Cao’s favorite granddaughter who has been taught calligraphy and painting since she was a child, she naturally also showed off her pen skills and won praises from several elders.

 That's why President Cao asked such a question at this meeting.

But it was okay if he didn't say that, but when he said it, Cao Xinyan felt even more nervous.

Grandpa didn’t know Jiang Lingxi’s ability, but she had seen Jiang Lingxi’s works with her own eyes, and she even lost a big ugly person who didn’t dare to speak out about it when she got home.

If grandpa gets interested and lets her compete with Jiang Lingxi...

Thinking about the social death she might face next, she paused in her steps and said, "Grandpa, let me make a pot of tea for all the elders to try."

Even though she had practiced calligraphy and painting hard during this period, the self-confidence that was hurt before has not been restored yet, and her mentality may have affected her performance abnormally, so it is better to find another way.

She also learned how to make tea from elementary school, and even became a master of a well-known tea art master in the industry.

 She didn’t believe that Jiang Lingxi could even compare to her!

Chairman Cao looked at his granddaughter walking towards the tea table with her skirt in hand, feeling like she was running away.

　　When the signed photo that had been circulated several times fell into his hands, and looking at the three words written casually but still showing a bit of edge, President Cao was silent for a moment and nodded, "Young people are to be feared!"

Handed the photo back, he looked at his granddaughter who was sitting at the tea table with her eyes lowered and making tea seriously. Suddenly, he realized why his granddaughter, who was always a bit naughty and aggressive, avoided Jiang Lingxi.

 This is, I don’t want to humiliate myself!

Yuan Hui finally explained to everyone that Jiang Lingxi was not his disciple.

 He would like to take it, but he must have someone who can teach him.

Not to mention, my boyfriend is still Mr. Shen.

　　Why bother to seek the distance rather than the near one?

 He still has this self-awareness.

Just like that girl from the Cao family who honestly avoided this place and ran to make tea!

 The fragrance of tea fills the air.

Yuan Hui took a sip from the teacup handed over by Cao Xinyan, squinted and nodded, "The tea is good."

 Lao Cao’s granddaughter still has some merits.

Amidst the praises, Cao Xinyan cast a proud look in the direction of Jiang Lingxi with great satisfaction.

Jiang Lingxi, who was lowering his head and sending a message to Shen Yunqing asking if he had set off: Sorry, I didn't receive it!    *

 As the event was about to start, people were coming and going in the corridor outside the lounge.

 Zhang Lingxuan absentmindedly took the second young master Hou's arm and got out of the elevator. He took out the mobile phone in his handbag and lowered his head to check the message. He took a step forward, and then heard a "stab".

At this moment, she didn’t care to read what her father had told her in the message. She moved her phone away and looked at her toes.

Exquisite pointed high heels, with a piece of gray-pink gauze under your feet.

 Looking up, he saw the angry face of the person in front of him.

“Don’t you even know where to look when you’re walking?”

I don’t know why, but Zhang Lingxuan felt a sense of unreasonable disgust when he looked at the young and beautiful face in front of him. He responded without thinking, “It’s not time to walk on the red carpet yet, and the hem of the skirt is so long that I don’t even know how to lift it. Come on, use this as a mop, so don’t let anyone step on it.”

"I just like dragging you away, do you care?" Jiang Xiyu not only did not wait to apologize, but even the tulle on the dress was still stepped on by the other party. Looking at the torn piece of tulle, for a moment He even had the intention of killing people. After looking at the woman in front of him, he said as viciously as he could, "A middle-aged lady actually wears such gorgeous makeup and wears such a tight-fitting dress that exposes her arms and belly." You can see the fat on your face, but you don’t know who gave you the courage!”

Zhang Lingxuan originally didn't like her makeup and dress today, but Young Master Hou, who had been told by his father to fawn over him, liked this one and was still reluctant to put it on before going out.

　　At this point, the point that you care about most and want to ignore the most is violently attacked. The emotion that you had been suppressing suddenly lost control, and you pounced on it without any reason, "I told you to say it, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Before they could exchange greetings, they saw their female companions suddenly starting to pinch each other, Second Young Master Hou and Mr. Han: "..."

 Why is it that this activity has not even started yet and you are already embarrassing yourself?

“Okay, stop hitting me. If you hit me again, get out of here!”

It’s hard to find anything else, but it’s also hard to find a female companion. There are a lot of people vying to come just by calling.

 When they are rare!

The two people who were pinching each other suddenly became excited. When they let go, they didn't forget to scratch each other's face.

As a result, the nails were completely filled with foundation, which is called a thick foundation.

 Zhang Lingxuan: “Haha!”

 The elevator door was opened again.

 Zhang Nachuan looked at his granddaughter walking beside him, "If you feel bored later, go next door to play with Miss Jiang. The two lounges should not be far apart."

Yuan Sanshao, who went down to pick him up again, also smiled and said: "The Miss Jiang that Mr. Zhang mentioned is not Miss Jiang Lingxi, right? It's a coincidence that Miss Jiang and Mr. Yuan came together this time, and they were all in the same lounge. rest."

 “Yuan Hui?”

  “Exactly.”

 Then the three of them heard Zhang Lingxuan's hehe.

Zhang Nachuan heard the familiar voice, turned his head and looked over, and saw his eldest granddaughter with disheveled hair and messy clothes, who looked like a crazy woman.

“Zhang Lingxuan, why are you here?”

 Zhang Lingxuan's brain was frozen for a moment. It took him several seconds to regain control of his hands, and he hurriedly smoothed his hair, "Grandpa, I..."

"Mr. Zhang, I have admired you for a long time." Although Second Young Master Hou has some special preferences, he still admires old artists like Zhang Nachuan. He will keep Zhang Lingxuan by his side. Being Zhang Nachuan's granddaughter also has certain bonuses, so he will take the initiative to reach out to him. , "I brought Ling Xuan. I guess it won't be long before I can call Mr. Zhang grandpa."

Looking at the famous gangster in the circle in front of him, Zhang Nachuan felt that all the blood in his body was flowing to his head. His face instantly turned red and turned black. He could tell without a sphygmomanometer that his blood pressure had exploded.

 That **** Zhang Anfeng is going against him like this, right?

Zhang Lingxuan saw something was wrong and quickly explained: "Grandpa, it was my dad who forced me..."

Zhang Nachuan slapped her hand away, gritted his teeth and scolded him: "I don't have a son, don't recognize my grandpa like this."

He grabbed Xu Ling'an's hand again and rushed forward, "An'an, let's go!"