A tacit understanding

After the results of the Hunan Embroidery Competition came out, everyone's reaction was relatively calm. After all, all the controversial contestants had entered the next round.

It was not that Pu Xiuxiu was not concerned about the part. She asked Jiang Chunjun directly: "Do the judges and teachers have any different opinions on the issue of Su Jiazhi?"

"I'm surprised that it didn't happen this time," Jiang Chunyuan thought for a while, "Maybe they think that there are several other controversial players who have advanced. If Su Jiazhi doesn't advance, it won't be fun."

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But the judges and teachers will definitely not let Su Jiazhi advance for this reason. They are all professional Hunan embroidery masters, and they do not need to consider the dramatic effect after the show is broadcast. If Jiang Chunjun, the producer, did not intervene,

Su Jiazhi's embroidery skills should have stopped long ago.

But Jiang Chunjun has made it clear that he does not want other factors to be involved in the Hunan Embroidery Competition. The most important thing is the level of embroidery.

In this way, Su Jiazhi's promotion is somewhat elusive.

Jiang Chunjun was a little dissatisfied with Pu Xiuxiu's reaction: "Why don't you look at me?"

Pu Xiuxiu responded casually: "What's so good about you?"

"I just look good," Jiang Chunyuan adjusted his tie, "I'm wearing a formal suit today. I rarely wear formal suits! You have to look at me! Don't always think about that Su Jia Zhi."

Pu Xiuxiu really went to see him.

Jiang Chunjun's clothes are quite good. As long as he doesn't attend formal occasions, he will wear a sweatshirt in this weather, which makes him look very small. So much so that Pu Xiuxiu even discussed it with Shen Yue in private.

With his image, wouldn’t it be easy for people to think that he is very easy to deceive when he goes out to discuss business?

But his face is really deceptive, who wouldn’t be confused after seeing it?

"I'm not thinking about him, I'm thinking about you." Pu Xiuxiu simply put her chin in her hands and really looked at him with all her heart. "You are dressed so formally today. Are you going to discuss cooperation? Then why don't you go quickly? Come on.

What am I doing here?"

Jiang Chunjun looked as if he believed her words and replied happily: "It's very important that I come to see you."

But you don't usually dress so formally. Do I look like a fool? Pu Xiuxiu thought expressionlessly.

"Because I have something very important to say to you today," Jiang Chunjun suddenly became serious. He sat upright and looked at Pu Xiuxiu seriously and said, "Don't say that my love is the moon, my love is the bursting sparks."

"Finished?" That's how you finished saying that very important sentence?

Jiang Chunjun nodded, and actually looked at her with an expectant expression, as if waiting for some response.

Pu Xiuxiu was particularly curious: "Am I so uneducated in your mind? Didn't Nizar Gabbani say this?"

"The words are quoted from him, but my emotions are my own. They are very sincere emotions. You must have heard them, right?"

Pu Xiuxiu suspected that he was not awake enough for Pu Xiuxiu to know the source of this sentence, but he reacted too quickly. After hearing Pu Xiuxiu's words, he immediately changed his tune.

It's really high to answer with sincere emotions.

Pu Xiuxiu asked him: "You dressed so formally just to come here and say this to me?"

"No, I want to tell you a story."

Where did this come from?

Jiang Chunjun’s story was told without any foreshadowing or rhetoric, and was told very simply: “In ancient Greek mythology, Charon was the ferryman on the River Styx. Legend has it that as long as the living pay Charon, the god of crossing the River Styx, he will

It can ferry people across the river."

As the saying goes, the less you say, the greater the consequences.

After hearing this, Pu Xiuxiu's face changed.

Jiang Chunyuan smiled a little proudly: "I guessed it."

Pu Xiuxiu did not expect that the first one, and of course the only one, to guess her intention was Jiang Chunjun, who had almost only a little understanding of Hunan embroidery.

"How did you guess that?"

"You can understand that the two of us have a clear understanding of each other."

Pu Xiuxiu thought for a while, and finally asked: "What do you think of my idea?"

"I think it's very interesting, it will be a pretty good reversal," Jiang Chunjun said, "but the artistic expression of Hunan embroidery is different, and I don't know what it will look like in the end, so even if you guess it, it will still be very interesting."

Looking forward to it.”

Pu Xiuxiu thought about it and felt that this sentence was probably the most sincere of all the words he said today.

"Then just wait and see," Pu Xiuxiu took a deep breath, "I will definitely not let you down."

"Of course."

Jiang Chunjun was rarely dressed so formally. He invited Pu Xiuxiu: "I would like to invite you to go to an art exhibition together. I believe it will be helpful to your creation. Are you willing to give me a favor?"

After dressing formally, even the invitation was so formal. He even made an invitation gesture like he would invite a female companion to a ball.

Pu Xiuxiu didn't have anything else to do anyway, so she simply gave him this face and put her hand into his: "Okay then."

I’ll reward you with this face!

Jiang Chunjun was very happy. He immediately ran to the car and brought back a gift box: "I've prepared the dress!"

Pu Xiuxiu: "...Tell me honestly, are you going to go to an art exhibition or to attend a dance?"

"Of course it's not a dance, and I can't dance," Jiang Chunyuan said happily, "but there will be an auction after this exhibition. I hope you can be my female companion."

It seems it's too late to regret now.

What's more, Pu Xiuxiu was really interested in that art exhibition.

As a result, she regretted it even more when she arrived. This so-called painting exhibition was all filled with subpar stream-of-consciousness works. Pu Xiuxiu even suspected that they were just splashed with paint. All in all, she couldn't appreciate them.

Of course, it does not rule out that the art is too advanced for her to understand.

Jiang Chunjun quietly leaned into Pu Xiuxiu's ear and told her: "These are just random graffiti made by a few rich second generations who took advantage of their family's money and came here to hold an art exhibition."

Pu Xiuxiu wanted to curse, but held back: "Didn't you say it would be helpful to my creation?"

"Yes," Jiang Chunyuan then secretly winked at her, "Look over there."

Pu Xiuxiu looked in the direction of his wink and found that Su Jiazhi was also there.

"Why is he here?"

"You don't even know that he is now the guest of these rich second-generation people who are engaged in 'art'."

If Su Jiazhi can even be invited to do such a so-called "painting", it seems that he has really run out of inspiration, or that he has exhausted his talent.

But it's normal for him to be like this now, because his mind is no longer on artistic creation, it's obvious that he is just looking for money.
Chapter completed!