An Muyang’s temperament is elegant, gentle, long black hair and a standard oval face make her look particularly young and pure. She is almost thirty, but she looks like she is in her early twenties.
The studio is very big, and she looks particularly energetic with a simple smile on her face.
An Muyang published two Weibo successively, then went out to eat on her mobile phone, and when she came back to the studio, her two Weibo reposts had exceeded 1,000. An Muyang herself felt a little surprised. She looked at Weibo’s fourdigit comments, and some dared not poke them open, including hundreds of unincorporated private messages from the waking fans in the right corner. An Muyang was still a little excited at the moment. She never knew that Weibo was so powerful.
Gently trembling fingers AnMuYang open comments to see.
Almost all of them scold her, but at first glance, it looks fine. Of course, there are also many scoldings. For example, she is green tea, saying that she is so relaxed and envious and hates her. She doesn’t trust these scoldings. She must be a fan of Wu Mei. She picks up good messages, praises her for her good looks, praises her for her good painting and wishes her … An Muyang’s heart is full of warmth, and it always makes her feel happy to come from strangers.
I didn’t pay too much attention to the fact that Anmuyang dropped his mobile phone and continued to stay in the studio to paint.
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Huo Jiangcheng let those big V’s in HD get rid of this matter completely. Those news media can’t afford to offend Huo, but since this is the party who wants to borrow Dongfeng himself, those big V’s will naturally not miss this opportunity.
HD knew that the president had paid attention to this matter, and he personally went to Huojiangcheng’s office the next day to tell it.
HuoJiangCheng leng and then let HD show him the phone and then said let her go.
Highdefinition said, So this matter doesn’t matter?
Don’t worry about it. Huo Jiangcheng was careless about this matter and quickly opened the topic and said things in the company
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An Shutong saw Weibo Anmu Yang send something the next afternoon, holding the bedroom balcony, drinking milk and basking in the sun, and turning on the phone to pay attention to yesterday’s incident, but I didn’t expect to see it reversed.
An Shutong, a member of the news media, saw Muyang at a glance. This is to take this opportunity to become popular.
When she saw an Muyang’s painting, it was also white. She was afraid that she wanted people to pay attention to her painting. An Shutong had a friend who opened a gallery, and a senior in art at the school when she was in college.
Although I have graduated for several years, the senior occasionally interacts with Weibo.
If An Muyang wants to be a famous painter An Shutong, he can help her introduce her to that senior. Thinking about An Shutong like this is like waiting to pick up the phone to call An Muyang.
Muyang, I saw you, Weibo. An Shutong was very happy in his heart. You should have taken this step so well.
An Muyang has to take this step because her sex depends on her fame and fortune. Her sex is indifferent to water and painting is not for profit, but now she can’t stay at home and eat for free. She needs a profitable job.
Do you think I am very scheming? AnMuYang pulled pull corners of the mouth gherardini real I also can’t help this just benefit their husband and wife heat
Section 1
An Shutong said, You can’t think like this either. You didn’t do anything wrong by doing this. Besides, you haven’t asked them for justice after those people said that about you yesterday.
Yesterday … you helped me? An Muyang also guessed that she thought it might be Qi Tingyu, but she was not sure.
Well, I was very angry after seeing it. I told my second brother that it was solved when he called Gao Mi. An Shutong told the truth, but this was a bit harsh in Anmuyang’s ear.
Her heart is sensitive and fragile. She always feels that Anshutong’s life is too good. There is a man like Huo Erge who has been protecting her. No matter how melodramatic she is, Huo Erge will still hold his palm and spoil him.
But she is not so lucky. She will even be said to be engaged to Qi Tingyu.
They grew up together, and AnMuYang almost looked up to Anshutong from an early age, envious and jealous, and gradually became distorted and resentful.
If a person is too lucky, those lucky people around him will naturally compare her, and then blame others. An Muyang doesn’t want this, but a series of encounters make her feel unfair.
It’s good to have Brother Huo, and nothing will happen. An Muyang sounded a little sad, but she didn’t want An Shutong to know that she soon changed the subject and said, I’m fine now, so you don’t have to comfort me.
I want to talk to you for something, An Shutong said. When I was in college, a senior now opened a gallery. If you need it, I will send you his mobile phone number.
An Muyang was silent for a long time. Her first reaction in her heart was not to be grateful to An Shutong. Her first reaction was to want to do something as expected. In the end, she still needed to rely on her. But An Muyang also knew that she had no connections. She had nothing but painting. Almost everything started from the beginning. If she talked about pride at this time, she would have to rely on people to support her.
Suo Muyang accepted an Shutong’s kindness after a moment’s silence.
Shall I call him directly? AnMuYang is afraid that some abrupt instead of bad things.
Well, I’ll ask him later to see if he has asked him out for dinner recently. An Shutong arranged that I’ll send you his mobile phone number later, and I’ll ask him first, and then I’ll tell you when he has a meal.
Good AnMuYang promised to think or gently spit out the word thank you.
We don’t have to say thank you for what? An Shutong said a few more words and then hung up.
After sending Jiang Jinghong’s number to An Muyang, An Shutong called Jiang Jinghong directly. At this moment, Jiang Jinghong was busy receiving an Shu fairy tale in the gallery. He was stunned and then said a few words to the staff, and then he came out to pick it up.
How did the elementary school girl remember to call me? Jiang Jinghong is wearing a white shirt and smoky casual pants. The sleeves of the shirt are rolled up to the elbows, revealing half of the wheatcolored arms. At this moment, the eyes are also light, and the corners of his mouth are slightly tilted to see his face. It is a good mood.
An Shutong said, You are a busy man. How dare I disturb you at ordinary times?
Is there anything wrong with calling me today? It’s not like Jiang Jinghong is too young in his early twenties to think that An Shutong only called him when he remembered the mutual affection of the past. What’s up?
I have a cousin who paints very well. She wants to find a job recently. Do you recruit people there? An Shutong didn’t beat around the bush and got down to business directly.