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Li Siyan raised his hands and applauded: "Jian Yao, you are really amazing."

Jian Yao shook her head: "I just learned a little bit of psychology, many times I don't need these things."

"No, I just think that it is very powerful for a person to be able to tell the other party frankly that he has strengths. If you tell me that you know psychology, it means that I will be on guard against you in this matter from now on. , but you obviously don't care." Li Siyan said.

Jian Yao was stunned, and then she smiled shyly: "I have confidence in my knowledge reserves, and I also believe that you will not harm me."

"Oh?"

"Because you are Li Sinan's older brother."

"Actually, I was curious about a question just now, why did you just call him by his name?"

Li Siyan was really puzzled.

There are quite a few people around Li Sinan, no matter whether they call him Big Brother, Brother Nan, or Boss, and some little girls would call him Brother Sinan coquettishly.

Only the little girl in front of her seemed timid, but she dared to call her by her first name.

Jian Yao didn't want to hide it from Li Siyan, so she told the truth: "Because he asked me to call him by his name."

Li Siyan was startled.

Mu Nian was stunned.

At this time, Li Sinan found that the three of them had not followed him and Lu Chen, and frowned impatiently, but still maintained his superficial elegance, and said coldly: "Come here."

Jian Yao trembled all over, and immediately ran towards him with small steps.

Li Siyan and Mu Nian stepped forward.

The four of them followed Lu Chen to his office on the top floor. It was very quiet and there were many precise instruments.

Lu Chen recorded the values ​​of the four people, and after roughly confirming the style, he propped his hands on the table and stared at his drawing in a trance.

It's been three years.

He didn't even make a national dress.

This has nothing to do with xenophilia, but that no one can stimulate his creative enthusiasm.

But at this moment, he obviously has the enthusiasm for creation but doesn't know how to write. Why?
What went wrong?

Could it be that all these years he has learned in vain?
"If it's a black skirt, what material do you want?" Li Siyan chatted with Mu Nian.

"Sha, national style, I understand it as misty, with a strong sense of history already rushing, so it's better to make clothes lighter." Mu Nian said.

Li Siyan nodded thoughtfully: "I really didn't expect that our thoughts would be surprisingly the same."

For something with a strong sense of history, the more embellishments, the more cumbersome it is.

Light and fluffy, it is enough to show all the beauty, so why bother to superfluous.

Lu Chen, who heard these two conversations, was suddenly stunned. Looking at the white paper in front of him, he seemed to have an idea.

He picked up his pen almost instantly and drew a sketch.

The more he looked at the sketch, the more satisfied he was. Finally, he turned on the computer directly, put on headphones, and played music, forgetting that there were four people standing in front of him.

"It seems that he has entered the working state." Li Siyan said.

"Let's go." Li Sinan said.

Li Siyan raised his eyebrows: "He hasn't given a positioning plan yet."

Li Sinan stopped in his tracks, and looked back coldly: "Why, you don't trust him?"

Hearing this, Li Siyan immediately raised his hand: "How can I not trust your people? Even if I don't trust everyone in this world, I won't trust the people you value."

"Better so."

After Li Sinan finished speaking, he took Jian Yao away.

Li Siyan shook his head a little speechlessly: "His temper has become less and less attractive recently."