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Chapter 122 Planetarium

"Teacher wakes up, it's almost done, it's time to our own place."

After the proposal failed, Chen Qingfeng pretended to be drunk and fell to the ground; Fang Yifan volunteered to send him back as an apprentice.

"Did you see it?"

When Chen Qingfeng was rejected, his restless heart calmed down, and it would be even colder.

"Teacher, your acting skills are hard to describe; not only me, I guess everyone can see it."

Although it is not the three major irons in life, after seeing Chen Qingfeng's confession being rejected, the relationship between the two is one step closer.

"Drinking alcohol makes things wrong, drinking makes things wrong, today it's a joke."

Chen Qingfeng regretted it. Although he didn't meet much in the past, he at least kept in touch. I'm afraid he would contact him in the future...

"Teacher, don't be too pessimistic. You have beaten the sniper battle into an encounter. The scene is indeed a little ugly, but you are not without gains."

I still miss the unrequited love for more than 20 years, and Chen Qingfeng's persistence made Fang Yifan look at him with admiration.

"Oh, what do you mean?"

He was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment. Chen Qingfeng, a man in his forties, even asked Fang Yifan for his emotional problems.

"There are a lot of gains. At least you let the little teacher know your intentions and your persistence; this way there is room for development."

Emotional expert Fang Yifan analyzed.

"But the scene just now was so awkward, how can I communicate with her next?"

As soon as Chen Qingfeng said this, Fang Yifan could see that there was a reason for this order for more than 40 years.

"It's very simple. In the evening, you call her and tell her that it's too abrupt today. Apologize to her and invite her to dinner."

In Fang Yifan's opinion, this is just a basic operation.

"What if she doesn't want to come out?"

"It is limited to three times. If you ask her three times, please make sure the time and place are determined. If you can't invite her, it means she is not interested in you. Teacher, please give up as soon as possible."

Fang Yifan talks freely, but emotional experts are just like this.

"Okay, just follow what you said, I'll call her now."

It’s all caused by love. Chen Qingfeng is usually very calm and becomes confused when he meets Yang Yi.

"Teacher, you are too impatient. You plan and then move. You are still drunk now;

Call her at night, at around 9:30, when she was about to go to bed but she wasn't able to sleep. In this way, she could miss you all night, no matter whether she succeeded or not."

With the life experiences of Guan Peng and Lu Erhao, Fang Yifan has no problem publishing this book.

"It makes sense, Fang Yifan, you..."

"Don't ask me why I'm so experienced. Teacher, I'm eighteen, so it's normal to have a few relationships."

Fang Yifan made Chen Qingfeng speechless. Is it because the world has become too fast or I have been stagnant?

After leaving the gallery, Fang Yifan returned to Shuxiang Yayuan; but he did not rush home, but went to Qiao Yingzi's place.

"Fanfan, why did you bring something?"

The one who opened the door was Song Qian. She felt a little embarrassed when she saw that it was Fang Yifan. After she returned home yesterday, she felt that her approach was inappropriate and regretted it all night.

"The weather is a bit hot, and I couldn't help but go in when I passed by the milk tea shop. I brought you and Yingzi freshly squeezed juice."

Knowing that Song Qian doesn’t like Qiao Yingzi’s junk food, Fang Yifan specifically emphasized.

"Freshly squeezed juice is good, Yingzi, Fanfan is here."

Song Qian’s education model is big stick + red dates. She just used the big stick last night. Today, my daughter obediently made the test paper for one day and it’s time to give it to the red dates.

"Hey, Fang Hou, didn't you go to learn painting today? Why did you come back so soon?"

Fang Yifan knew that Qiao Yingzi went to learn painting today. Seeing that he came back so early, he said curiously.

"It's hard to describe it."

Fang Yifan looked like the world was impermanent and was hit hard.

"Stop doing this, tell me what's going on."

Qiao Yingzi is already familiar with Fang Yifan's routine. His smile shows that he has caused trouble. If he is frowning, there must be something good. As for his current virtue, he is preparing to show off.

Of course, the good news has to be shared with the person you love the most, so Fang Yifan told me about his paintings being exhibited in the China Art Museum.

"China Art Museum, is that one in Dongcheng District?"

Song Qian, who was beside her, was also intrigued.

"Yeah, I've been there all morning."

In order to make the future mother-in-law look at her with admiration, Fang Yifan spared no effort.

"Fang Hou, you can, your debut is at its peak..."

"Bao, what's the point? My journey is the stars and the sea, the Chinese Art Museum, at best, it's just a point together."

Since you have done it, you must do your best. This is Fang Yifan's pride as a cheater.

"It is said that the paintings exhibited in the China Art Museum can be sold at a good price. Fang Hou, how much can you buy those paintings?"

For laymen, whether the drawing is good depends on whether it is worth it. Qiao Yingzi asked the most practical question.

"I really don't know this, but it should be tens of thousands, right?"

It has only been three months since I traveled around, and Fang Yifan didn’t know much about the current world oil painting market, so he probably was a bit conservative.

Three days later, a call from Chen Qingfeng gave him a relatively clear understanding of his strength.

"500,000, teacher, you weren't kidding me, are you?"

500,000 yuan, compared with the wealth in the portable space, Fang Yifan was really a bit surprised to hear that the painting he spent three hours painting was worth the price.

"How could I make a joke about this kind of thing? Yang Yi called me personally. If you have no objection, I will ask her to help sell it."

Chen Qingfeng was a little excited and raised his eyebrows as he spoke. It seemed that he had a good time with Yang Yi these two days.

"I have no objection, of course I have no objection; just according to the industry rules, should I give the young master some handling fee?"

"This is not something you should consider. If you give the handling fee, what reason should I find to thank her."

The scholar should treat each other with admiration for three days after leaving; today's Chen Qingfeng has a bit of Wu Xia Ameng's meaning.

...

"Yingzi, good news"

I answered the phone call in the morning and Chen Qingfeng transferred 500,000 yuan to Fang Yifan’s WeChat account after school.

"What good news, tell me."

"What's wrong with you? Your mother is tyrannical again?" Qiao Yingzi's thoughts were written on her face, and it would be difficult for Fang Yifan to not pay attention.

"The planetarium I have been going to has a special lecture on Chang'e's lunar exploration project this Saturday; I signed up for the tour guide, and I prepared for this for two weeks. I finally chose it, but my mother didn't let me go."

This little face is so aggrieved that it makes people feel distressed. No wonder Qiao Weidong can't stop it, and Fang Yifan can't do it either.

"For this matter, I'll help you think of a solution." Fang Yifan knew how difficult Song Qian was.

"I've asked my dad for help, but he's eaten by my mom every time, and I'm a little worried."

In Qiao Yingzi's memory, Qiao Weidong never took advantage of Song Qian.

"Your father must have taken action first and reported, but your mother is so handsome, I'm afraid she will go to the planetarium to block you."

In the original drama, Song Qian really went there. Although she didn't pull Qiao Yingzi off the stage, she was also scared.
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