Wen Shixuan didn't know what happened in the middle, but he could feel: "Shenyuan is mature, more mature than before. In the past, he was just mature in business. Now, he feels that he knows the worldly ways of doing anything and will not be reckless."

This is also felt by Manman.

Wen Shixuan then whispered to her: "In fact, he asked your uncle to marry Jiajing. He only went to register for this period of time. Of course, you can wait for Jiajing to graduate before you can handle the wedding. But he can't wait for the marriage registration."

Lin Jiajing is a beauty after all. Fan Shen’s original sense of crisis is understandable.

Manman covered her mouth and smiled: "Can your uncle agree?"

"That's why he is so worried. I said he is stupid, what's the point of worrying about? A girl should marry. No one can stop her from getting married. He doesn't think about it. Haoxue is still worried about when she can register for marriage. In today's society, parents are only worried about their children's inability to get married."

Unexpectedly, her adoptive father has lived in a big city for a long time now, and her ideas keep up with the times, making her feel that she is out of date. Manman couldn't stop smiling.

Wen Shixuan wanted to come back and discussed with his daughter: "Actually, I want to talk to Ayan. Because my younger brother and sister-in-law are anxious, I see Haoxue dragging like this day by day, I don't know what Major Mo means."

Mo Wenyang seemed to be a little interesting to Wen Haoxue. However, it seemed that there was always a bump in his heart. The bump was mainly because Wen Haoxue did something to be sorry for her at the beginning. She could not care about it. But Mo Wenyang always had to consider whether the wife he married was qualified enough. He was unwilling to marry a bad woman to ruin his family tradition. Of course, he saw Wen Haoxue's changes.

"Dad." Manman thought, "This matter mainly depends on what the two young people think. However, you can tell Haoxue that how she impressed each other, so it is absolutely right to stick to that point."

The adopted daughter said this to clear away the clouds and mist. Wen Shixuan nodded repeatedly and said that he would go back and say. In the father and daughter, if there is something big in the middle, the chances of these two people being together in the future will still be great.

Finally, Manman transferred all the photos of her two little babies and the pictures exhibited at this art exhibition to her adoptive father's mobile phone. When her adoptive father had time to flip and play with her.

This day is destined to be a rare day of leisure. Manman and her husband, both of them, spent almost a day with Wen Shixuan. Wen Shixuan and Lin Wencai didn't let them do the kitchen. They were only responsible for chatting, tea, eating peanuts and watching TV, and were lazy.

In comparison, Wen Yuan stood in the exhibition hall for almost a day, like a model in the display stand. Although she was very tired, her vanity in her heart was unprecedentedly satisfied. Xu Yu'e also took Zhao Xuejun to take photos everywhere and told everyone that she was someone's mother. She had educated such an excellent daughter. She was so arrogant that she couldn't stand Wen Yuan's overly show-off, Zhao Xuejun felt extremely embarrassed. In the end, she shook her hand and left by herself. Xu Yu'e hurriedly chased her, and the farce ended.

Since her daughter passed away, Wen Fengmei has put aside her mind and took her son back to her hometown, which has basically disappeared. Because of her many conflicts with her ex-husband, she still stayed in the capital and now lives with Zhang Qiuyan and her daughter again. Therefore, the three of them are here to see the art exhibition together.

When they came, the three of them deliberately avoided Wen Yuan and Xu Yu'e, just because Zhang Qiuyan and his daughter are now standing in Manman's camp.

The small exhibition hall only has more than twenty paintings, and it takes less than half an hour to go through. For those who don’t understand, this time can be shorter.

Sister Wen Feng walked around and couldn't tell anything. She sat on a bench that was resting in the middle, pounding her calves with her hands.

Zhang Qiuyan and Wen Haoxue followed a group of students from art schools, listening to their comments while walking. In this way, if they ask questions after they go back, they won’t seem too ignorant.

Sister Wen Feng waited for them for a long time, and finally waited until they came back, and asked lazily: "How about it, but what did you find?"

Zhang Qiuyan's face seemed a little ugly and said, "None of them are a group of experts, but just a group of students, short-sighted and nonsense."

After hearing this, Sister Wen Feng knew that it was not as good as her. Eighty-percent of them praised Wen Yuan for not taking Manman seriously. Zhang Qiuyan couldn't get the words to pat Manman's butt for this, and joked: "It's not easy to praise your niece? Just praise a few words. Why pretend to behave? Anyway, Manman knows that you are not a painting person."

Zhang Qiuyan became even more unhappy when she heard this and ignored her.

Seeing Wen Haoxue standing stupidly in front of the picture, Sister Wen Feng asked, "What are you looking at?"

Wen Haoxue said with a lingering lips as if she was biting a handkerchief: "How do I think the painting drawn by Sister Manman looks like our hometown?"

After saying this, Zhang Qiuyan and Sister Wen Feng all turned around and looked at the painting signed by Manman as the yard. After looking at it for a while, they slapped their foreheads and sighed: "It looks like it!"

The Wen family's interjections and actions have always been exaggerated. This word is wordless and can be heard into the ears of the old leader who accompanied Zhuang Ruyu and Zhuang Ruyu.

The old leader walked back to Manman's painting from Wen Yuan's picture. This time he looked over carefully. After reading it, he said to Zhuang Ruyu: "Okay, you have seen it a long time ago and didn't remind me, do you want to see me laughing, right?"

"Grandpa, what are you saying?" Zhuang Ruyu smiled, "It would be great that I could be so smart."

"Why are you not smart enough? I think you are smart enough." The old leader looked at her with a deep smile and snorted twice, "You can hold an art exhibition for them, don't think I don't know what I have."

"Grandpa, I'm not a monkey." After talking nonsense with the old leader, Zhuang Ruyu saw Wen Yuan who was going to serve them back, so she stopped her voice.

As for Wen Haoxue and the others, when they saw Wen Yuan's shadow, they immediately hurriedly slipped out of the corridor.

While escaping, the three people were still talking.

"This Manman is so weird. What is the purpose of painting our yard?" Sister Wen Feng was puzzled. "If you want to paint, you have to paint beautiful living rooms, vases and cats like Yuanyuan. How rich you can tell at a glance that it is the home of a rich family. What is the dilapidated yard in our hometown? It has no beauty at all."

Zhang Qiuyan grabbed the loophole in her mouth and said, "You don't understand, this reflects the difference between artists, truly great artists and ordinary people. What we ordinary people think is beautiful is good things, not necessarily beauty in the artistic realm."

"Come on. Who doesn't know that you want to flatter your niece?" Sister Wen Feng didn't dump her.

Wen Haoxue hurriedly inserted between them and raised her fingers: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Only a few people slapped them together.

Manman later received a text message from Wen Haoxue on his mobile phone, saying: Sister Manman, you have brought our old yard to the art exhibition, which is amazing!

Manman looked at it, smiling and thinking deeply: I didn't expect that Wen Haoxue and the others would actually remember the yard in their hometown and they immediately recognized it.

Wen Haoxue and the others saw it, where is Wen Yuan?

The discussion meeting for the art exhibition is held in the salon and is scheduled to be held at 7 or 8 pm.

When Jiang Yan accompanied his wife, people came and went, and it was very lively. Many people greeted each other. There were many famous critics in the painting industry here.

"Sister, brother-in-law." When Lu Huan saw the couple, he seemed extremely excited and rushed over and kept complaining, "Sister, do you know? You all dumped me alone. Baoer and I were lonely."

"Did we dump you?" Manman and her husband were stunned.

"Didn't you go to the exhibition hall early in the morning?" Lu Huan suddenly felt a tough sigh and asked for guilt. The evidence was conclusive.

"You are not a baby who is breastfeeding like Xixi." After hearing this clearly, Manman easily refuted his brother in one sentence.

Children Lu Huan cried: "Sister, you have a son and a younger brother."

"I'm quitting your breasts." Manman was confident and patted his younger brother on the shoulder.

Lu Huan glanced out of her face, not very happy. Then, her brother-in-law called out and went to marry her brother-in-law.

Yao Zibao blushed at his brother when he heard his brother's scoundrel. After standing aside, he happened to meet Sister Yun and Mrs. Zhao who knew how to draw. So he privately asked the two ladies: "I went to see Sister Manman's paintings today, but I really can't understand Sister Manman's paintings. Can my aunt explain a few words to me?"

"Baoer." After hearing his request, Sister Yun looked at each other with Mrs. Zhao, and said to him seriously, "Paintings are for people to appreciate. Whatever you see is what you think is, and you should not be influenced by others. Everyone feels different about beauty."

"But there are always compositions and so on?" Yao Zibao asked based on the professional knowledge he eavesdropped in the exhibition hall today.

"These are all technology, not art." Sister Yun said, "Of course, we cannot say that art does not require technology at all, but art needs a kind of soul forging."

It seemed that their conversation attracted others to discuss. For a moment, the atmosphere in this scene became more and more popular. Everyone talked about it. It should be said that there are many people who like Wen Yuan's paintings. Those who like Manman's paintings are all old fans of Manman. Even so, some of Manman's old fans couldn't help but wonder: I always feel that this time, Manman's performance in the material selection and paintings seemed to be less refreshing in the past.

Among them, Mrs. Lin was one of the troublesome ones. She originally wanted to shine as brightly as ever in Zhuang Ruyu's invitation and give her a sigh of relief. Because Zhuang Ruyu seemed to value Wen Yuan more, otherwise she would not put Manman in a relatively unfavorable position at the beginning of the game.

Mrs. Lin sat on the sofa, quietly shouting and asked Mrs. Zhao: What is the intention of this child? Are you unwilling to compete with a student?

Mrs. Zhao shook her head, feeling that she would never have any hard work on Manman.

At the door, Zhuang Ruyu and Wen Yuan walked in. Everyone looked at them. Zhuang Ruyu walked in front, with her always white skirt and conch earrings, fresh and elegant like a fairy. Wen Yuan walked behind, with the same dress and pure dress, and she looked a bit like a little apprentice behind Zhuang Ruyu. Everyone was talking differently below. Some said that Wen Yuan was about to kiss her tonight.

Zhuang Ruyu’s reputation and connections in the industry should not be underestimated. If Wen Yuan really gets to Zhuang Ruyu’s marriage, she will not be successful in the future.

Lu Huan, who was pestering his brother-in-law, was so disgusted that he wanted to frown whenever he saw Wen Yuan like that. He remembered Zhuang Ruyu, because he almost bumped into the entrance of the exhibition hall this morning, he always felt that this person had a vague impression, as if he had seen him somewhere. With Baoer, he swept to the place where several brothers were standing in the corner, and a sudden flash of inspiration in his mind.

Jun Ye and the others deliberately hid in the dark tonight. From the beginning of coming in, they were silent and formed a group of their own. Others generally knew that this was a group of men who were not easy to mess with, so they did not dare to come forward to say hello to them. Jun Ye and the others were able to be purified.

"Teacher Zhuang, you are getting more and more beautiful now." Gao Dashuai said with a hat on his finger and smiled at Zhuang Ruyu's appearance from a distance.

"Don't talk nonsense about others. Their identities are different now." Mr. Yao warned slightly and patted his hand.

Gao Dashuai didn't care: "I remember who made the cochlear implant for her back then?"

"It's not us." Jun Ye said in a cold voice.

"June, can you be so humble? Without you, she can-"

Jun Ye glanced at him again, and the tall and handsome man stopped decisively.

Mr. Yao interrupted, "She is not very good now. She has set up a foundation to help many children in need. It's not in vain that we helped her."

"I didn't say she was not in a good mood. I just thought, was she a little ungrateful?" Gao Dashuai said with narrowed eyes.

"How are they ungrateful? Look at what you said inconsistently. Sometimes they say they are ungrateful, sometimes they say they are not in a bad mood." The rare taciturn Jun Ye made so many words tonight, which made everyone's hearts pound, and they all stared at Gao Dashusband with the gaze of "You are asking for death, don't you have to pull us together."

Gao Dashu had nothing to say, but he still had many opinions on Zhuang Ruyu's arrogant appearance.

Speaking of which, if Zhuang Ruyu was grateful to the Lord for what happened back then, he should have come to visit Jun Ye and the others often and have close contact with Jun Ye and the others. However, according to Gao Dashuai, there was no one. On the contrary, after Zhuang Ruyu cursed the nobles, he threw Jun Ye and the others into the back of his head.

"I have trouble." I don't know who said secretly, and immediately got even more fiercely stared at Jun Ye.

Mr. Yao just lowered his head and looked at the cup in his hand quietly, as quiet as a virtuous woman.

Everyone who should come has arrived.

Several respected teachers and commanders elected by everyone sat in the middle.

Wen Yuan sat next to Zhuang Ruyu, and the two sat on the left. Manman and her husband stood on the right side. So someone consciously stood on the left or right side.

Several critics began to evaluate the works exhibited at this art exhibition. Among them, the director of the art gallery, as the head, said to the two female painters earnestly: "You can take our evaluation to heart or not. After all, painting emphasizes various combinations, not that if I mentioned your shortcomings today, you will definitely be able to correct them. Perhaps, you have other ideas and you can put forward different opinions. Art is endless and art is open. We only hope that you understand this."

Both Manman and Wen Yuan answered well.

"First of all, we want to praise this female college student first." The director pointed at Wen Yuan.

Hearing that he was praised by name, two red clouds immediately flew on Wen Yuan's cheeks.

There was a rumbling sound in the venue at the same time. Some were satisfied and some were dissatisfied.

After the director silenced everyone, he explained: "Her paintings are very good. It can be said that she has put a lot of effort into basic skills since she was a child. We can say with certainty that she is a painter who is unyielding. She has a good spirit of hard work."

Wen Yuan's eyes were full of excitement.

Manman could clearly hear her brother humming behind her back. So she turned around and glared at Lu Huan, don’t lose her demeanor in public. We are not someone who can’t afford to lose.

Lu Huan wanted to hum again, and the person who was acting as a brother in his head was slapped decisively, and it became silent. Lu Huan muttered in his heart: What's wrong with this brother? So calm? No, the big brother seemed to be not very happy about whether his sister could win. What's wrong?

After the director praised Wen Yuan, he first asked Wen Yuan: "Who have you studied painting since elementary school?"
To be continued...