Yu Qingnian laughed and said in his heart: "We have an idea."

The plot tries to suppress him and let the story develop according to its original course.

When the pressure reaches a certain level and reaches the bottom, it is time for the spring to tighten and start to rebound.

On the way back in the car, Deng Jingwei was still scrolling through his phone angrily when he suddenly saw a Weibo post from the same city and his eyes widened.

[Gegefugegege: I went to S city for a trip and met this little painter at the foot of Wenxi Mountain. He was so handsome, so handsome. I just took a photo and the painting was great. I loved it. I loved it.]

There are two accompanying pictures. The first one is a profile photo of Yu Nian standing in front of an easel. He is wearing a hat and glasses, biting a pencil and tying drawing paper with thumbtacks. The side face is printed with mottled leaves flowing from the leaves above his head.

The sunlight is amazingly beautiful.

The other accompanying picture is a sketch for the blogger. The girl in the picture smiles vividly.

[He’s so handsome, huh!!]

[This appearance is amazing, damn, the word "sex and art" comes to mind for no reason]

[A hundred for one piece? How many minutes does it take for one piece? This money is so good. Tomorrow I will set up an easel and go to the foot of the mountain to paint for people.]

[…Don’t make random comments if you don’t understand, okay? Look at other people’s level and then think about whether you are qualified to say this.]

[One thing to say, this sketching level is really strong.]

Deng Jingwei looked at this Weibo and thought about the Weibo where the comment trend was completely different. He felt a little funny and a little helpless.

Holding his breath, he said to Yu Nian: "If they knew this was you, who would still call you a vase?"

Who said that the talent of entertainment stars can only be singing and dancing? Isn’t painting also a talent?

Deng Jingwei was a little moved.

Yes... no other artist in the entertainment industry can have such good painting skills.

What a great marketing point.

Yu Nian stopped his thoughts.

The impact of the plot is still being suppressed.

But the seeds for a rebound have begun to be planted.

Meng family.

Meng Yao looked at his second brother Meng Chaochuan: "The company will hold a banquet for me tomorrow."

My younger brother is very smart. He just came back from Germany and did not choose to take care of the family business. Instead, he founded a technology company of his own, focusing on the field of civilian drones.

The drones he led in the design and development are among the best in this field. He has even extended his business to the military field and has good cooperation with the military.

In addition, Meng Chaochuan does not only delve into technology. He has also made considerable achievements in the fields of photography, design and other arts.

However, due to health reasons and the fact that he spends most of his time abroad, most people don't know that besides Meng Yao, the Meng family also has such an outstanding second young master.

"Do you want to go with me?" Meng Yao asked.

Meng Chaochuan raised his head when he heard the voice, but did not answer for a while.

Meng Yao looked at his brother's calm, young and handsome face, sighed inwardly, took out a piece of paper and wrote on it: There is a banquet tomorrow, do you want to go with me?

"Didi." A notification sounded on his phone, and Meng Chaochuan looked at his phone.

The news was pushed by the official account of the S Mayor Downhill Downhill Association that I followed not long ago.

[The Wenxi Mountain team building activity will end tomorrow. During this team building activity, the members showed a good spirit...]

Meng Chaochuan once again looked at the white paper with writing on it and said, "No, I have arrangements."

Meng Yao raised his eyebrows and wrote on the paper: What arrangement?

"Go to Wenxi Mountain." Meng Chaochuan picked up the photos developed a few days ago.

In the photo, the sky is filled with crape myrtle flowers, and a figure on a long board is gliding by.

Meng Yao grabbed his younger brother's neck and said with a smile, "I'll go too."
Chapter completed!