Although it is just an auction, it is an annual event for the art circle. Moreover, because it is a charity event, there will be many media reporters coming. Although most artists don’t care much about their personal image, this outfit is too simple. It’s okay to wear when talking about work, but it’s too ordinary when attending events.
Wen Xi disagreed.
When she was rushing to finish a manuscript, she would not wash her hair for seven or eight days. She has long been numb to matters such as image. Today's situation is considered good. At least she put on a facial mask and put on makeup. She understood the procedures. Most of the time, she just sat in the audience. At most, she would go on stage to hand the painting over to the winner in person. She was dressed quite decently!
However, Yang Zhi disagreed with her going to the venue like this.
"How come you don't know how to dress up at such a young age? Such a face is wasted! Forget it, just wear mine!" Yang Zhi calculated the time. The two of them didn't have much difference in figure, so there should still be time to make some minor changes.
Just as I was about to start, a waiter rang the bell outside.
I thought he was delivering breakfast, but he came in with a paper bag containing Chi Tang's haute couture dress.
The light gradient blue gauze and silk remind people of the blue sea and sky.
There was a message on the card.
'Wishing you good luck'.
The iron painting and silver hook are vigorous and powerful.
Wen Xi recognized it as He Tingyan's handwriting at a glance.
After all, the other party has been my tutor for so long.
"Who is this? This is such a timely help."
Yang Zhi didn't know about He Tingyan. Seeing that the handwriting on the card was majestic and heavy, and that it could not be written without more than ten or twenty years of practice, she naturally thought that the person who sent the suit must be quite old, at least in his thirties.
Yang Zhi took out the dress and looked at it from left to right. While praising it, he teased Wen Xi, "Hey, when did you get a Daddy-Long-Legs?"
Although Yang Zhi is already 27 or 28 years old and appears serious and mature in front of students, she still has a girlish heart in private.
Daddy-Long-Legs?
When Wen Xi heard the name "senior sister", He Tingyan's icy face suddenly appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
In fact, the two are only a few years apart in age. I wonder what expression He Tingyan would have if he heard this name?
He seems to be quite concerned about his age.
I remember that time when Tuanshan went to the hospital to treat his wound, the nurse mistook him for her brother and her face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. This time, he was directly upgraded to an uncle. Ugh, I can’t imagine...
To be honest, a grown man, the dignified head of the He family, is actually so concerned about his age, and likes to read romance novels, and his favorite animal is a turtle... Come to think of it, it's really a different kind of fireworks.
Wen Xi changed her clothes under her senior sister's relentless urging, her heart bleeding. While she was reapplying her makeup, she checked the price of this new outfit...
Alas, I don’t know if I can still pay back the royalties I’ll get after the comic is finished serializing.
After finishing their work, the two rushed to the venue.
The venue is in the old art gallery next to the hotel. It is very close and you can walk a few dozen meters to get there without taking a car.
The two arrived almost on time, and the main hall where the event was held was basically full of people.
The guide led the two people into the venue.
For convenience, this year's winners were arranged to sit somewhere in the front row. Yang Zhi got a seat next to Wen Xi because of the convenience of the staff. Before coming, the master repeatedly told her to protect the little junior sister.
Not long after the two of them sat down, Xue Ziqi came over and sat down while talking to the third person.
After seeing Wen Xi, Xue Ziqi glared at him hatefully, switched seats with the third-place boy, snorted coldly, and sat down.
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