However, with Jule's personality, people who usually think this way are almost eliminated by him. In his eyes, only by designing for his own ideals and for designing beautiful things can they be called designers.

In order to become famous and to sell the works at a high price, I tried my best to find a way to become a master. This is quite uncomfortable for Jule, and he rejected such people.

Of course, he does not object to a person becoming famous. Only after becoming famous can he launch his works and let more people understand the design industry. But the premise of doing something cannot be to become famous.

So when he saw Tang Buhua at first sight, he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy, because he could feel that Tang Buhua was not the kind of designer who came to become a designer for fame and fortune and for the sake of what. She was real, wanting to become a designer and wanting to design his most beautiful dream.

Now seeing Murong Jinyan, Jule felt that her guess was indeed correct. Tang Buhuai looked like an ordinary girl next door. In fact, her family conditions should be very good.

No matter what kind of relationship Murong Jinyan has with Tang Buhuai, the little girl has a different identity with relatives and friends with such temperament.

It’s not that Jule likes children with good family backgrounds, but children with good family backgrounds are not prone to worry about other aspects, so there is no need to consider money or other issues.

However, it is not that there is anything great about having a good family condition. There are also many children, but they will eventually become playboys because of their good family conditions.

On the contrary, it is very rare for a child like Tang Buhua, who is born in a wealthy family but has a temperament that is untainted by the mud. Of course, Jule is optimistic about Tang Buhua, but he will not directly express his views. He doesn't want Tang Buhua to be proud of this.

"Come on, you will succeed." Jule looked at Tang Buhuai and praised her.

"Thank you, Teacher Jule!" Tang Buhua's big eyes could almost be said to be glittering at Jule and watched him leave.

As soon as Jule left, Murong Jinyan's face turned a little strange when he looked at Tang Buhuai.

"Just a teacher." Murong Jinyan said lightly.

But the implication is easy to understand.

Just a teacher, why bother to care so much? Look at her big eyes, what does this mean?

Murong Jinyan felt a little unhappy, but he just snorted lightly and didn't continue to say anything. Tang Buhuai, who was pulling, said, "Let's go."

"Have you confirmed next week's game?" Murong Jinyan talked to her, trying to pull back her thoughts on Jule.

"Well, I've confirmed..." Tang Buhua said, nodding, as if he had thought of something, and involuntarily frowned slightly: "That..."

"What?"

"We may have to dance in the next game." Tang Buhua turned his face and saw Murong Jinyan's face, and he would involuntarily think of his kiss, his indifferent attitude. So he tried to divert his thoughts and think about something else.

Who knows...
Chapter completed!