When Mrs. Guan arrived, everyone was already familiar with each other in the spacious theater archway.

There is no need for special reminder from Wan Changsheng. Lao Lei has obviously learned from Du Wen that Mrs. Guan’s wife had just passed away, but she did not know other unnecessary identities.

But when Mrs. Guan was accompanied by the staff to the gate of the theater, she dressed in style, which made Lao Lei, who was used to seeing the officials and leaders, quickly glance at Old Man Jing and found that the seal carving master was confused and unconscious.

On the contrary, Du Wen, who was smiling with his senior sister, immediately met Lao Lei and nodded in confirmation.

A very standard and ordinary small lapel black suit. Even Wan Changsheng couldn't see this typical way of wearing a senior female official. Maybe Mrs. Guan also wanted to dress formally.

She was not as familiar with these theater etiquettes as Director Xi, but just followed her past habits.

Wan Changsheng had no choice but to introduce it from the beginning, two masters and two senior sisters.

Old Mrs. Guan quickly stopped her eyes on Du Wen.

Senior Sister Mei quickly faded into a supporting role again.

Alas, how many girls can be dazzling in front of Du Wen.

Du Wen stood next to Professor Lei more generously: "Hello Auntie, in fact, you and my grandma are of the same generation, but with Wan Changsheng, I still call you aunty. Don't women like to be younger? You look so good."

Senior Sister Mei probably examined herself again. Did she be lustful just now? Can boys of this level be provoked by themselves?

Look at Du Wen, a lady from a noble family, looks like a lady.

Old Mrs. Guan smiled and moved her eyes away, greeted Professor Jing and Professor Lei. Wan Changsheng helped her to walk into the beautiful and fashionable hall passage, and introduced the artwork on both sides.

It can be said that it was from here that he began to enlighten the feelings of modern sculptures. Apart from that, where can he see sculptures?

Those city sculptures of stars and moons really don’t have much artistic beauty.

Professor Lei couldn't help but give a report tone: "Pingjing Drama Academy is the school anniversary this year, so we must grasp the fine traditions of growing up from Yanhe and focus on the creative style of literary and artistic workers..."

Sure enough, Old Mrs. Guan nodded frequently when she heard it, and she was a leader-style pointing method.

On the contrary, Wan Changsheng was a little confused.

Du Wen helped Professor Lei through his elders and introduced: "Overall people think that the film academy is better than the drama academy. In fact, if you can't get into the Ping Opera exam, you will take the film academy again. Because since before liberation, Ping Opera is not just a place to train artists, but first of all, it is to cultivate party literary and artistic cadres..."

Oh, after saying this, Wan Changsheng understands a little. No wonder directors like Director Xi or the Academy leader are not as prominent as movie stars, but their status is obviously higher.

Old Mrs. Guan also remembered something and smiled: "Yes, right, sanduo used to be, threeduo."

Professor Lei proudly introduced the sculpture that Wan Changsheng gave to Pingxi School for the anniversary of the Pingxi School. In two days, Wan Changsheng was invited to Pingxi for an interview.

Although Wan Changsheng does not have much weight, if the sculpture is placed in a position of weight, the sculptor will also have weight.

Old Mrs. Guan smiled and patted Wan Changsheng's hand: "I won't accompany you this. I feel very at ease with Changsheng. He has a mind and ideals, and has excellent teachers and elders to cultivate. Next, there is a stable and happy family. Only by allowing him to devote all his energy to his career and art can he not bury his abilities and talents. In this regard, teachers, friends and classmates need more supervision. Xiao Du, you should also remind him more."

Du Wen Bingxue cleverly heard the meaning and smiled sweetly on her face: "Yes, I have seen Wan Changsheng's childhood sweetheart fiancee, I think they will definitely be happy."

Old Mrs. Guan nodded with a smile.

Senior Sister Mei advised her to argue with the old man and her apprentice, but she could hear this kind of confrontation that was mixed with politics, allusions, legends, warnings, and bowing her head.

He hid himself even more quietly until he sat on the slightly curved theater seat, and then secretly watched Wan Changsheng again.

Professor Lei asked Wan Changsheng to introduce the design idea of ​​his stage sculpture.

The girls from the Academy of Fine Arts certainly understand what the status of such sculptures mean.

I was even more striking to see.

Du Wen leaned into her ear and whispered: "Are you a little handsome?"

Senior Sister Mei was so scared that she almost screamed, and kept patting her chest. She finally found the topic to be distorted: "Plain opera...so awesome?"

Du Wenxiao: "In terms of status, all art colleges and universities across the country, including the Academy of Fine Arts, Dance Academy, Conservatory of Music, etc., all of them are ranked first, because of the three-do."

Senior Sister Mei hurriedly said, "Which three more?"

Du Wen banged his fingers: "There are many generals, many ministers, and many old spies."

The female graduate student in the Academy of Fine Arts was so scared that she was silent, and even admired the identity of the elementary school girl: "You know so much..."

Du Wen still smiled: "I am adapting to my life and appearing for another person."

Senior Sister Mei was frightened, even more surprised than the kind of fright she had just now. She swallowed hard, trying to cover up her fingers: "He...?"

Du Wen smiled: "Yes."

Senior Sister Mei couldn't believe it: "You, you...you..."

shock!

Such a girl is still at her most blooming age. Shouldn’t she have to be as proud as anything?

Du Wen understated: "Yes, to anyone's eyes, I'm pretty, with a little family background, and not very short of money. Overall, everything is so good that I have no friends, but only I understand in my heart that between me and him, these are nothing. I got everything I want, except for that little bit of so-called love."

What a painful understanding.

God knows what to toss and turns, so that Du Wen can speak so calmly.

Well, the graduate student senior sister of Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts was still looking forward to a romantic sister-brother relationship on the crowded subway an hour ago.

Now Du Wen beaten to death.

No more thoughts.

The play is not important, what is important is communication in this elegant scene.

Wan Changsheng accompanied Old Man Jing to sit on both sides of Old Mrs. Guan. Professor Lei introduced the plot and stage beauty to the old woman through the seal carving master. Old Mrs. Jing also listened to it.

Du Wen sat on the other side with the most insignificant Senior Sister Mei very sensible.

Anyway, the scalpers have not sold out their tickets, and there are many empty seats. After the show starts, the people behind them move forward one after another.

Only she herself knew how happy she was to see Wan Changsheng, but she was still at the farthest distance from Wan Changsheng.

I don’t even dare to look at Wan Changsheng more.

I was afraid that I would be intoxicated, and then I was caught by the sharp-looking old lady next to me.

This would be too unprofitable to give Wan Changsheng a frivolous label.

During the break between the midfield, Lao Lei took Wan Changsheng to the backstage and explained some details about the stage design to him again. He also met with several colleagues in the drama and stage design industry and introduced the matter about the stage design preparatory training.

Du Wen still sat there with a smile on her face with the guests.

Old Mrs. Guan observed Du Wen with great interest.

Du Wen returned with a cordial inquiry gaze.

The old lady smiled with a scheming smile.

Du Wen withdrew her gaze and continued to talk to Senior Sister Mei about majoring.

In fact, I am a little lucky. If I didn’t have this senior sister, it would be much more difficult.

This master's wife's precautionary attitude is too obvious.

Perhaps this kind of girl who looks like a vixen is indeed easily regarded as a disaster.

After ten o'clock after the show, Professor Lei habitually invited everyone to have a midnight snack. Old Mrs. Guan smiled and declined: "I have been staying in a hotel outside the palace these days, accompanying Wan Changsheng for a walk, and there will be fewer opportunities in the future, so I will go back to rest so late, and Changsheng remembers to come back early. In fact, I am very familiar with the roads in this area and are very safe."

Old man Jing didn't have the habit of having midnight snacks, so he rushed home so late and told Wan Changsheng to go to work on time tomorrow.

Du Wen had already prepared an online car-hailing car, so she would give it to the old lady first and then to the old man Jing.

Senior Sister Mei also has to leave. She lives far away, quite far away.

Professor Lei took three young people to the underground garage to drive. The very ordinary Volkswagen Weiling first took Miss Mei to the place where she took the bus, and then the three of them found a place to eat barbecue.

The kind of roasted barbecue, marinated fat mutton, fat beef, and seasonings such as scallion and coriander, are poured directly on a round iron plate made of iron bars. Where is the barbecue? It's like stir-frying with a clip.

The fragrance quickly thrills.

Unexpectedly, Lao Lei actually took a few bites and made an appointment with Wan Changsheng to go to the show at noon the day after tomorrow, and also told him to dress properly.

I actually grabbed the car key and ran away!

He said he didn't drive, and he didn't drink, so he wanted to drive back and put the car in his car and have some with another group of friends in the theater industry.

Leaving Wan Changsheng to look at Du Wen who was smiling opposite him: "Has he deliberately?"

Du Wen nodded: "It's just that wonderful. In the eyes of your master's wife, I may bring you a lot of emotional torture and delay you from doing big things, so Jia Huanhuan is more suitable. But in the eyes of Lao Lei or your sculpture master, only the ups and downs of emotions can inspire your artistic creation emotions, so I wish I would be upset with you. Don't take it to heart. I know where the degree is, eat something casually, and then send me back to school. I will tell you the arrangements for these days."

Wan Changsheng smiled and listened quietly to Du Wen about the ins and outs of the opera.

Only then can I know that the sculpture is basically enough to last a lifetime.

If he just wants to be a so-called artist who eats and drinks.

After all, no matter which crew I go to, I made the sculpture at the entrance of Pingxi School.

No one dares to regard him as a little person.

But will Wan Changsheng take this success into consideration?

I definitely wouldn't sleep on such a piece of work.

This is just his first work when he entered the sculpture hall.
Chapter completed!