The big brother's little dick is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 215

"I'm just a high school student, how can I sneak into Mileage Entertainment to peek at this file?"

Because of his panic, Zhang Ying spoke very anxiously, with a tendency to be aggressive.

Song Ning smiled lightly and said nothing: "Dare to ask, when did you publish the manuscript?"

Zhang Ying suddenly remembered that Fu Rong had told her that too many words would lead to mistakes, so he vaguely said, "I take care of my studies and paint at the same time, why would I pay attention to this?"

Song Ning asked again: "Is your original manuscript still there?"

Zhang Ying shook his head directly: "It got wet with water, throw it away."

Song Ning asked: "Have I met you?"

Zhang Ying shook his head: "No."

Song Ning asked again: "Has your manuscript been published on the website?"

Zhang Ying shook his head subconsciously: "No."

The two of them seemed to be asking quick questions and answers. Fu Rong in the guest seat looked at Zhang Ying's suit little by little, and taunted him: How stupid.

When Zhang Ying finished answering the last question and saw the smile on Song Ning's face, his eyes widened in astonishment: "What do you mean?"

He actually lied to her!

Song Ning smiled, and spread her hands as if nothing had happened: "What else can I mean? It's just a simple question and answer."

The people present were all big figures who had experienced the baptism of wind and rain in the business world, as well as bigwigs and celebrities from all walks of life.

Except for Zhang Ying who was unresponsive, everyone had figured out who was plagiarizing whom.

Song Ning smiled coquettishly, with a wanton smile on her lips: "Since you are the original manuscript, how about this, and because of this matter, many design masters came to the scene, let them come up with a theme, let's compare?"

Although the girl smiled, the smile didn't reach her eyes, which made Zhang Ying flinch a little, but there were several cameras and many reporters in the audience.

With the bigwigs in the business world and celebrities from all walks of life, Zhang Ying could only bite the bullet and draw.

The host asked about a topic: family.

Both Song Ning and Zhang Ying didn't do it for a long time, and it was Zhang Ying who drew first.

Zhang Ying is an art student, and he is good at drawing everything. Song Ning is mainly in design, and the theme changes suddenly, but it is also a bit difficult.

As Song Ning was painting, the end of her eyes quietly turned red, spreading like branches.

The two girls draw differently, one is a boy in the classroom, and the other is a family portrait.

Zhang Ying's drawing is a little sloppy, while Song Ning's drawing is very detailed, so subtle that when describing the expressions of each portrait, it is very real.

Song Ning finished the painting first, then turned to look at Zhang Ying's painting, feeling a little complicated.

The old man stroked his beard and made a speech: "In my lifetime, I finally saw a real ghost. Miss Song, the future can be expected!"

"Thank you."

Song Ning smiled without arrogance or rashness: "I just draw as I like."

What kind of genius is she? The family portrait she drew was taken with her parents when she was a child, but it was a pity that it was burned.

Even if this matter is not exposed, everyone knows that Zhang Ying seems to be the real plagiarist.

Zhang Ying was flustered and almost lost his footing. Facing the long guns and short guns of various reporters, his heart was in a mess.

I was pushed to the cusp of the storm in an instant, and no one helped me. When I turned around, there was no one behind me.

"The drawing is not mine..."

"I've never drawn that picture before, I just learned it on the spur of the moment."

Song Ning looked at Zhang Ying's pale face and frowned, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Ying's empty eyes, staring in the direction of the guest seats.

Following her line of sight, Fu Rong got up and left the scene alone.

This matter...will it have something to do with Fu Rong?
But under the current situation, Song Ning couldn't allow Song Ning to think so much, so someone invited Zhang Ying out to block the reporters.

"Things are already clear, there is no need to ask any more."

Song Ning announced the last sentence: "The next venue is reserved for everyone to enjoy. Tonight, I, Song Ning, have full authority to pay the bill."

……

After stepping off the stage, Li Jianan had a white cashmere coat on her arm, and when she walked backstage, he immediately put it on for her.

"Song Ning! You are simply my goddess!!"

"You are really getting better at talking now!!"

"That Zhang Ying's face turned pale in seconds!"

Song Ning smiled lightly, and flicked Li Jianan's smirking little face: "I've told you the truth, with me here, don't be afraid of anything!"

Li Jianan smiled and asked: "You pay the bill today, you really don't feel sorry for the money, it's like running water, it's gone!"

"Because of this matter, many partners broke the contract in advance and paid me a lot of liquidated damages." Song Ning blinked her eyes, bent her lips, and stretched out four fingers: "There is such a sum!"

Li Jianan raised his eyebrows: "4000 million?"

Song Ning chuckled and shook her head: "No, no, it's [-] million!"

"!!!"

In the next second, Li Jianan gasped: "Song Ning! Please take care of me!!"

.........

Song Ning thought that after this matter was clarified, she would post a trending search. Unexpectedly, the popularity hadn't gone down for a whole week, and when it came time to change the list, she actually ranked first.

"Master Song?"

Yan Yan squinted his sharp eyes lazily, and his tone was full of playful smiles.

Song Ning chuckled. I don't know why, but others can say that she is a great teacher.

But if Yan Yan called her, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother, I have an arrangement these days to attend a design exhibition." Song Ning calmed down her embarrassment: "The old master said that I have to live outside, and I may not be at home for a few days."

Hearing this, Yan Yan's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and his tone was always calm: "I asked you to participate, what is the main reason?"

"It should be painting." Song Ning thought of what the old man said at the press conference, and said thoughtfully: "I checked the old man's previous works, and his paintings were about landscapes. also go."

She originally studied jewelry design, but now she cross-border to draw fashion design, and was invited to draw art works.

"Can you go?"

Yan Yan raised his hand, and brushed the hair hanging from her ear to the back of her ear, with a calm and magnetic voice.

Song Ning shook her head, and explained softly: "The old man is one of the most important people in the circle, and I'm just a fledgling. It would be impolite to reject him."

After all, in front of many people, the old man praised her without hesitation and invited her to participate in the exhibition.

Looking at the girl in front of him, step by step, she has become outstanding, and now tell him that she will leave for a while.

He wanted to keep her, but it was impossible to stop her.

Song Ning was leaving the next day, and Yan Yan drove her to the designated place.

The location of the exhibition conference was on the outskirts of the city. When Song Ning arrived at the gate of the manor, she saw many celebrities in the circle talking in groups of two or three.

Song Ning told Yan Yan not to get out of the car, and with the help of the waiter, she moved the suitcase out of the car.

(End of this chapter)