"My name is Shen Hechen. Hechen, who is in harmony with light and dust, studied ink painting because he likes it. The teacher won't let me reveal his name, so I won't say it."
After Shen Hechen sat down, the little girl who was walking behind him when he entered the conference room quickly stood up.
He was the youngest one among the people present, even younger than Xu Ling'an who was sitting behind Jiang Lingxi. He had two small knots on his head and was wearing a blue and white sailor suit, looking like a middle school student.
Her voice was also sweet and soft, "My name is Qian Yaya. I am good at fine brushwork. My aunt is a professor at the Imperial Academy of Fine Arts. I was raised by my aunt since I was a child. Naturally, I learned painting from her. The next goal is to take the exam. God's Academy of Fine Arts."
Just when Chen Weiwen nodded and raised his hands to applaud again, Qian Yaya suddenly looked at Jing Huai who was sitting across from her, her fair face turned red with excitement, "Besides, I am still a fan of brother Jing Huai. When we break up later, brother Jinghuai, can you give me an autograph?"
Jing Huai had some surprise on his face, and when he met Qian Yaya's shining eyes, he smiled good-naturedly and nodded, "Of course."
The little girl then sat down with a big smile.
Chen Weiwen applauded and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that one of our guests would be a fan of Teacher Jing. It's a wonderful fate. Qian Yaya is the youngest guest of our program this year. She only came on stage this year." I am a freshman in high school, but although I have the opportunity to share the stage with idols this time, I can’t just focus on chasing stars!”
Qian Yaya nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "No, no, no, I will be satisfied if I can have an autograph from Brother Jinghuai!"
Compared to Qian Yaya, who was smart and naive, the last guest present was at the other extreme.
"My name is Lin Nuo," a somewhat irritated voice came from behind the beard that almost covered his entire face, "I will be thirty years old in one month, and I will almost be overage."
"You are Lin Nuo!"
Lu Sen couldn't help but exclaimed, and for the first time he looked at the bearded man sitting at the end of the seat with decadence written all over his body, and frowned.
"The Lin Nuo who was revealed to have plagiarized "Yunchao"?"
As soon as the word 'plagiarism' came out, Lin Nuo's hands on the table suddenly clasped together, and anyone could see his tense state.
Until a worried voice sounded behind him, "Arnold!"
This voice was like redemption. Lin Nuo's tight nerves relaxed a little, and his tone became more self-deprecating, "I didn't expect anyone here to remember my name, but since you said so, I will help you by the way." In my own defense, I did not plagiarize.”
Lu Sen didn't even care about the cough coming from behind him. Hearing this, he sneered: "I hate people who plagiarize other people's works the most in my life. It's best if you don't."
Lin Nuo looked directly at the cold gaze and said, "I signed up for this show just to clear my name."
"Okay, I'll wait and see."
When everyone sat down, the conference room was quiet for a moment.
Jiang Lingxi glanced at the man named Lin Nuo, then turned her head slightly to look at the woman sitting behind him.
The woman looked to be in her thirties, with a sorrowful look between her brows. She looked more artistic than the unshaven Lin Nuo.
This pairing of guest and assistant was also the only one she misjudged. She originally thought that this woman was one of the guests, but she didn't realize that she had guessed wrong until the two of them were in their respective places.
Chen Weiwen broke the silence: "Now that everyone has gotten to know each other, there are still three days for everyone to get along, so I will announce the next program recording process."
From the beginning, he thought that Lin Nuo would cause controversy when he became a guest. But firstly, this quota was carefully selected by Mr. Li and two other reviewers from the submitted works. Secondly, he also thought about the controversy. , then there will be corresponding heat.
After all, he is not a pure artist, but a variety show director who likes art but pursues program performance more.
The two sides were superimposed, and Lin Nuo finally became one of the seven guests.
"...Okay, that's the general process. It doesn't matter if you don't remember it. The program team will notify everyone of every upcoming itinerary in advance. There will be preparation time, as long as everyone can ensure that the phone is open."
"Everyone should be a little hungry by now. To be honest, my stomach just growled. I won't talk nonsense. Come on, let's go downstairs to eat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sucheng was the first to jump up from his stool.
Lu Zhengzheng and Xu Ling'an turned their heads and glanced at each other, scratching the back of their heads in embarrassment.
"Well, my stomach is growling too."
Xu Ling'an held back her laughter and nodded to express that she had just heard it, and then walked quickly behind Jiang Lingxi, "Sister, I have remembered the process that Director Chen just said."
Jiang Lingxi patted her arm, "Great, have a good meal later."
The director brought several guests with him. It is conceivable that the guests would sit at one table and the assistants would sit at another table for the next dinner.
She probably couldn't care less about Xu Lingan and Lu Zhengzheng.
Lu Zhengzheng held Xu Ling'an's wrist and assured Jiang Lingxi: "Sister Xixi, don't worry, I guarantee that An An will be well fed."
A group of people took two elevators and went to the cafeteria.
In a box similar to the one where he had dinner with Mr. Shi and the others last time, Chen Weiwen took his seat. Although he did not directly invite people to sit on his left and right sides, after Jiang Lingxi and Jing Huai took their seats, the others took their seats one after another.
The assistant table next to it was much more casual. After Lu Zhengzheng took Xu Lingan to sit down, he called to Sucheng again, and Sucheng was so familiar with it that he called the tall bodyguard brought by Shen Hechen, no, assistant. , four people sat together.
When the seats were finally full, Xu Lingan raised her head and met the eyes of Assistant Jing Huai opposite her. She nodded politely, but she didn't expect that the other person looked away as if he hadn't seen her.
There was a moment of discomfort in my heart, but fortunately, I was soon relieved by the sound of Sucheng muttering from the side that the food was about to be served.
Her filter on Jing Huai is now almost broken. Thinking about it, it's not surprising that the other assistant's behavior is like this.
Qian Yaya took the TO signature handed over by Jing Huai and happily read it several times before reluctantly closing the notebook.
"By the way, what kind of fonts does Brother Jinghuai specialize in? Before the recording of this program is finished, can I greedily ask for a signature of Brother Jinghuai's calligraphy in ancient calligraphy?"
Although the signature just now was signed by hand, it is no different from the signatures posted online.
The little girl really wants a signature that is unique to her.
Jing Huai's smiling expression paused for a moment, "I have practiced several kinds of calligraphy with calligraphy. Which font is your favorite?"
"Can I still choose it myself?" Qian Yaya's eyes lit up, "What about Yuan Zhao style? It's the font created by Emperor Yuan Zhao. The characters are like swimming dragons. They look domineering and chic. I like it the best. "
Jiang Lingxi originally just poured herself a glass of water and drank it slowly, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but stop drinking.
When he raised his eyes, there was a rare hint of genuine doubt in his eyes.
She did improve the writing of some fonts and incorporated some of her own writing habits and styles, but how could she not know that she also created a calligraphy called Yuan Zhao style?
