Wan Changsheng understands the truth that he is not close to others.

This is a matter between father and daughter, so don’t get involved with yourself, just outsiders.

According to the attitude of the countryside, the father who is a father really waves his hand to beat his daughter, but he has no position to interrupt him.

But Du Wen did not let go, hugged his arm tightly, and kept paying attention to isolating Wan Changsheng between herself and her father at any time, so Wan Changsheng thought about it and let's go together.

At this time, he had no idea whether this was a chance encounter or Du Wen insisted on coming to Rong to take the exam.

Sitting there without saying a word, watching the waiter bring white water to each person first, Du Wen quickly ordered three things, took out the bar letter from his pocket, and the sketchbook from Wan Changsheng's pocket and opened it and pushed it over: "Two or three months ago, I was an outsider who had no art foundation at all, but since we met him and lived together, he tutored me to quickly strengthen the level of being able to participate in the national art joint examination. Yesterday we participated in the joint examination for art majors in ordinary universities across the country. Today we came to Rongdu because tomorrow there will be an independent school examination score room for the Academy of Fine Arts of Qingjing University. After the exam, we will rush back to Jiangzhou to participate in the school examination of Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts. Next, there are National Academy of Fine Arts in Zhejiang and Hangzhou, Pingjing Academy of Fine Arts and other famous art academies..."

Wan Changsheng could tell that Du Wen’s words were true or false.

But how do you describe yourself as a romantic talent?

Mr. Du always had a sarcastic smile on his face. Du Wen's indifferent and depressed temperament was somewhat related to this.

His eyes didn't stay for long on those sketches: "What is Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts? It's just a provincial college, and the National Academy of Fine Arts is nothing. It's just Qingjing University that sounds okay. Are you sure?"

Du Wen pushed all the credit on the romantic talent: "It's all he taught me step by step."

Mr. Du's face had a stronger sarcasm, and he was obviously very clear about the motivation for the romantic talent to teach so diligently, so he completely ignored his existence: "How sure are you?"

Du Wen firmly said: "I am sure if he is with me. If I can't get into the exam this year, I will continue to take the exam next year. Many people have been training for two or three years. I have only studied for two months, but I can surpass many people!"

Mr. Du never looked at Wan Changsheng directly. He seemed to quickly make up his mind to stand up and put on his suit: "Let's go, come home with me, I'll find out about the situation tomorrow."

It obviously has an official accent.

Unexpectedly, Du Wen held Wan Changsheng's arm and shook her head: "No, I'll be at the examination room tomorrow. We still have preparations to do. You can go back and rest first."

Mr. Du was not angry at all, but just frowned slightly, pointed at Wan Changsheng, and with a very strong warning, he took Zhang Duwen's letter and turned around and left.

Only then did the waiter bring up three drinks.

Wan Changsheng wanted to ask if he could retreat, but he felt a little embarrassed, so he brought it over and forced himself to drink it. By the way, he saw Du Wen.

The girl was as if she was exhausted and whispered: "I didn't expect that he had been in this area recently and should stay in a small hotel in ordinary places."

Wan Changsheng, who only received a little warning throughout the whole process, was committed to drinking three drinks without wasting it. He really thought the price was a bit expensive: "But it still looks easy to communicate, Gududu, this tastes good, will you drink some?"

It's really a bit undeserved.

Du Wen shook her head in a daze: "It's because she heard the name of Qingjing University, otherwise she would have slapped me to death."

He said with a wry smile, pointing at his chin: "I was dislocated here, and I was only thirteen years old at that time."

No wonder she likes to hold her chin when she is fine.

Wan Changsheng finally took back Dayu's spirit of controlling the flood and scratched his head: "My mother has beaten me too. I try to think about it as good as possible. It's all for our parents to beat and scold me, so don't be upset."

Du Wen shook her head: "That's why I said these two months are the most relaxed and comfortable days I have lived. If you weren't here today, it would probably be another scene. He wants to save face and will be very disappointing in meeting you in such an occasion."

Wan Changsheng laughed at himself: "Well, I am a countryman."

Du Wen leaned her head gently on his shoulder: "People who are officials see that others are idiots, and they even sneer at artworks, so I need to pay a lot of effort and price to get along with you."

No matter how scum Wan Changsheng is, he can't say anything, so he shouldn't get together. He can only give up the last drink and get up: "Let's go, go back to the room to rest first. Some things are useless if you think too much, you can only do it yourself."

Du Wen, who stood up, unconsciously put Wan Changsheng's small sketchbook in her pocket and suddenly said, "Then let's do it?"

Wan Changshengle: "What?"

Du Wen was serious: "We cook rice and cook it thoroughly, it's best to have a baby, I can count the time!"

Wan Changsheng covered his head, took the waiter's bill, and skillfully paid the bill with his mobile phone. He whispered in a low voice when he arrived at the elevator: "What are you thinking about? What you have always shown me is an independent and self-reliant modern girl. Why do you have this kind of feudal backward idea? More importantly, do you think people like your father will change their minds because of this kind of thing?"

Du Wen looked up pitifully: "Did you see it too?"

Wan Changsheng shrugged helplessly: "I told you that I set up a stall and engrave seals. I often have to work part-time to tell fortunes and disassemble words, which can be more interesting."

Du Wen may have really drunk wine: "I suddenly want to live a small life of setting up a stall with you and joining a trap to cheat some money."

Wan Changsheng is most annoying to this: "Why are you just cheating money? I make a living by craftsmanship!"

Looking at the distressed Wan Changsheng, Du Wen couldn't help but move his hand from Wan Changsheng's arm to his neck.

Fortunately, the elevator reached the floor with a jingle.

When the two returned to the room, Du Wen wanted to make trouble by drinking, but unfortunately she was not as strong as Wan Changsheng, so she easily subdued her and threw her on the bed, closed the door and went to bed!

But it was obviously not peaceful that night.

At two o'clock in the morning, a policeman came to check the rounds!

Even though Wan Changsheng slept on the sofa outside, the information was still questioned by the police for a long time.

Du Wen, who was awakened, held her arm and leaned against the bedroom door without saying a word.

All fools know that this is not groundless.

The next day, the two arrived at the examination room to confirm their registration. After getting familiar with the examination room, Du Wen immediately drove back and returned the room.

Then he didn't look for any hotel and called her classmate. A girl drove a smart guy over to get the door keys for her. She looked at Wan Changsheng curiously and gave Du Wen a thumbs up!

Wan Changsheng felt that he was a bit like a poor scholar who had sex with a lady from a family!

But the eloping little Yuanyang was staying in this high-level living room within the third ring road on the night before the exam to draw sketches. Du Wen answered a phone call: "I'm going to take the exam soon. Can you stop doing those little moves that make me embarrassed... Stop, stop my bank card, anyway, I can still find my grandma and ask my mother for pocket money..."

Wan Changsheng, who was listening, felt that he was a young man who was having an idle meal.

But as Du Wen's movements slowly solidified, as if he was listening to a long talk over there, he could draw a blank picture of Du Wen on the drawing paper.

Wan Changsheng felt a vague feeling, and it was almost over.

The time he spent with Du Wen had come to an end.

Because it was different from the bluff that was as tough as possible before, Du Wen glanced at Wan Changsheng quietly, with hesitation and thought in her eyes.

That's weighing.

I asked myself how much I could have learned some vision in front of Guanyin Temple, and I had some inexplicable knowledge about Du Wen in the past two months.

Wan Changsheng knew that she was facing a choice.

So hurry up and quickly outline this beautiful figure.

Perhaps, it will be difficult to meet again in the future.

Wan Changsheng remembered a sentence I saw it somewhere:

Many casual farewells in this world are actually the last time they see this life.
Chapter completed!