She messed with me first

It was more than an hour after Qi Xi woke up. Meng Qingrang had already returned from morning exercise, had just taken a shower, and was sitting by the window reading a book to pass the time.

Seeing Qi Xi's eyes open, Meng Qingrang put the book upside down on the table, took off his glasses, looked at her with a smile and said, "Are you awake?"

Qi Xi was still confused, she stared at Meng Qingrang for a while, and her memory began to come back.

Then, I really heard Meng Qingrang's voice.

Restraint and restraint are mixed with clear indulgence, which is more pleasant than she imagined.

"What are you thinking?" Meng Qingrang sat on the edge of the bed at some point, and now she was looking down at Qi Xi, her gentle smile was the same as usual.

Qi Xi calmed down, looked back at Meng Qingrang, "It's nothing, you're not going to work yet?"

"Wait for you, and take you to the company along the way."

"I shouldn't go to the company today. Apart from Huanyu, there are still a few companies whose final payment is not cleared. I just applied for a full-day business trip."

"It's all hard to talk about?"

"No, only Huanyu, the other families will go there in person today, and it should be about the same."

"En." Meng Qingrang responded, looked at Qi Xi thoughtfully for a few seconds, and then asked, "Can I go off work normally at night?"

"Guarantee."

"I'll take you to a good place tonight."

Qi Xi was curious, "Where?"

Meng Qingrang made a secret on purpose, "You'll know when you go."

"...you might as well talk to me tonight."

Meng Qing just smiled and said nothing, and when Qi Xi got up, the two had dinner together and left in different directions.

For the next whole day, Qi Xi either sat in the car or at the client's company. She was really afraid that someone would tell her the word "please sit down", so when Meng Qingrang called and said that she might When she would stand the whole time, she looked forward to it a little.

When he put on the gown brought by Meng Qingrang himself, and appeared with her in the resplendent banquet hall, that little anticipation directly turned into overwhelming excitement.

"Ask in words! Ask in words!" Qi Xi was so excited that he couldn't help pulling Meng Qingrang's arm, so that she could not see the elegant man who was being held by the stars - over seventy years old, with gray hair , but still hale and hearty and well-dressed.

Meng Qingrang smiled calmly, followed Qi Xi's gaze with special cooperation, and humbly asked for advice, "Famous?"

"Of course! The partner of the top domestic architectural design company 'Fanshi' is also a figure in the industry!" Qi Xi's eyes sparkled, "I learned design because I skipped class in the third grade and went to an Internet cafe with my friends When I was playing, I saw the catalog of the National Gallery of Art designed by him, which was so shocking. I just saw the group of pictures printed on paper at that time, as if I had personally experienced the evolution of ancient and modern changes.”

"Really so powerful?" Meng Qingrang asked with a smile.

If Zheng Youling or Fan Ying asked this question, Qi Xi would have turned her face away, and Meng Qingrang...she couldn't overestimate her everywhere.

"Yan Zhiwen is a person who has been written in exam questions and textbooks." Qi Xi explained to Meng Qingrang excitedly and patiently, "His design never sticks to the style he is good at, but comprehends this thing After the idea he wants to express, he realizes it in the most suitable style. In short, he does not speak for himself with exquisite design, but speaks for design with his exquisite technology.”

"What's the difference?" Meng Qingrang asked.

"The difference is big, okay?" Qi Xi said with a look of hatred, "The former is for fame, and the latter is for the viewers to identify with the real thing. There is no way to compare the two."

"Well, I understand, thank you, Teacher Qi." Meng Qingrang said very modestly, after finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to look behind Qi Xi, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Yan, do you think Teacher Qi's evaluation of you is quite suitable?" Is it practical?"

Qi Xi, "???!!!" Teacher Yan?

Qi Xi turned around in disbelief.

Seeing Yan Zhiwen who had obviously been standing behind her for a long time, he suddenly felt a faint heat on his face.

What she said just now was fine for a layman, but it was a trick in front of Yan Zhiwen.

It's all Meng Qingrang's fault!

She must have deliberately led her to talk nonsense just now!

besides!She and Yan Zhiwen spoke in such a familiar tone, did they know each other at all?He pretended to be with her!

Qi Xi was so annoyed that she bumped Meng Qingrang with her arm.

Meng Qing accepted it with a smile, and continued to add fuel to the flames as soon as he made a sound, "Mr. Qi is sorry, please take your time to answer."

Yan Zhiwen saw the two people's small movements clearly, and deliberately asked: "If I can't say this well, will you still have to be beaten, little girl?"

Meng Qingrang half smiled and half sighed helplessly, without saying a word, the effect was better than a thousand words, and he was so happy to ask and laughed.

As the main party involved, Qi Xi just wants to turn around and leave now.

Almost smiling, Yan Zhiwen stroked his beard slowly, and said, "This passage should be the most sincere evaluation I have heard in recent years. Teacher Qi paid attention to me?"

The topic turned to Qi Xi without warning. She was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt her heart beating faster. When she opened her mouth to speak, she had to deliberately press down on her throat to keep her voice from trembling. "My name is Qi Xi, you can call me Xiao Qi. I am very young I like you from time to time. I have carefully read every work of yours. I have collected all the real-life photos and promotional albums I can find, as well as interviews and magazines from various media at home and abroad. I dream of becoming a person like you. ,I……"

Suddenly thinking of his current situation and his grades that were not equal to his age, Qi Xi's face turned pale, and his voice lowered, "I'm sorry, Teacher Yan, I'm too presumptuous."

Yan Zhiwen didn't feel any displeasure, but put down his hand stroking his beard, put it on the hand resting on the cane, and said to Qi Xi with an attitude of absolute equality: "If you let me evaluate your current work , I can at most give you a 'not satisfactory', but don't be discouraged."

Yan Zhiwen leaned over slightly, tilted his head, and looked at Qi Xi cheerfully, just like looking at his little granddaughter, and said, "It makes me feel unsatisfactory. You have done better than many people. What do you want to express in your works? I completely agree with your emotions and ideas, otherwise, I would not sell Xiaomeng so much face and let Fanshi's construction team accompany you to do a small house decoration."

"!" Qi Xi looked at Meng Qingrang in shock, then looked at the smiling Yan Zhiqian, and asked incredulously, "You mean, you personally agreed to what happened that time?"

"Yeah, you don't know?" Yan Zhiwen glanced at Meng Qingrang, who was calm and calm, and his eyes gradually became meaningful, "Xiao Meng personally came to the door to tell me about this, and he brought a bunch of them when he came. Your designs, from the award-winning works in the university competition to the house designed for her, are divided into categories and made into a booklet five or six centimeters thick, otherwise how do I know what your work is trying to express and still approve it?"

"You really don't know at all? I've known Xiao Meng for more than ten years, and I've never seen her care so much about someone else." Yan Zhiwen laughed.

"I don't know." Qi Xi couldn't help herself. She had thought that the matter of Fanshi might not be that simple, but she never thought that Meng Qingrang had done so much silently.

"Then you definitely don't know another thing." Yan Zhiwen said.

Meng Qingrang, who had been silent all this time, guessed what he might want to say, and shook his head silently at him.

Not much, but Qi Xi saw it, and she suddenly wanted to know how much Meng Qingrang had done before she knew it.

"What is it?" Qi Xi asked.

Yan Zhiwen looked at Meng Qingrang in embarrassment, saw her nod her head helplessly, and said with a smile: "In order for me to lend it to you, Xiaomeng promised to help my wife design a dress. She returned to China and waited until now. During this period, no one can persuade her, except you. Without a word, she agreed on her own initiative."

"Teacher Yan." Assistant He Yan came over suddenly and whispered something in Yan Zhiwen's ear. He smiled and said, "You guys talk first, I'll go greet some old friends."

Qi Xi responded sluggishly with Meng Qingrang, watched Yan Zhiwen go away quietly, and looked at the celebrities in the design circle around him, and finally understood the theme of this banquet——Architectural Decoration Industry Association The large-scale industry reception organized at the end of each year, unless it is a well-known figure in the industry of the member unit, or the relationship between these people, otherwise it is impossible to get that thin invitation letter.

This reception has nothing to do with Meng Qingrang's circle.

Here, she doesn't enjoy any celebrity treatment, just like her, only the waiter will take the initiative to stop and ask her if she wants a glass of wine.

But she didn't seem to complain at all.

"Meng Qingrang..."

"Hush." ​​Meng Qingrang interrupted Qi Xi with a smile, "I'll talk about it at home if I have anything to say, and enjoy it now."

After finishing speaking, Meng Qing raised his glass to Qi Xi, looked into her eyes with a smile and said, "I don't know if I have the honor to invite Teacher Qi to have a drink together?"

With a very serious tone, Qi Xi couldn't help laughing. He replaced the empty cup from the waiter's tray, touched Meng Qingrang's cup lightly, and said, "Reluctantly."

At about nine o'clock, the organizers began to organize group photos.

It is absolutely impossible for Qi Xi to miss the scene of seeing so many big men standing together at close range, suppressing his excitement, he pulled Meng Qing to stand not far away, and introduced them to her one by one.

Meng Qingrang was particularly cooperative.

"Did you see the one in the Tang suit?" Qi Xi pointed at Yan Zhiwen and asked a person diagonally behind him.

Meng Qingrang, "I see."

"He is 49 years old and graduated from cole Camondo, one of the best interior architecture schools in France. He opened his own design firm at the age of 28. He has won numerous awards and his works are in..."

"Qi Xi." Yan Zhiwen, who was arranged in position C, suddenly called out to Qi Xi, and immediately, most of the eyes of the banquet hall were focused on her.

Qi Xi let his mind go blank for a second, and said calmly, "Yes, what are your orders?"

Yan Zhiwen smiled kindly, "Where is there any order, we are all colleagues, hurry up and take a group photo."

Qi Xi was so flattered that she wished she could run over immediately, but she knew that this group photo would eventually be posted on the official blog of the association, and the person who could enter this group photo would have won an international award at worst. She was an unknown It would be too hip to mix in small designs.

The words of decline are on the lips.

Just as he was about to exit, he was lightly tapped on the lower back.

Meng Qingrang stood behind Qi Xi, intertwined with her, and said in a low voice: "Go, sooner or later you will have a place in that group photo, and now it's just getting used to it in advance."

Qi Xi turned her head and looked at Meng Qingrang quietly. From her eyes, she saw the bright light of the banquet hall and her exclusive, absolutely trusting smile.

In an instant, Qi Xi's worries disappeared.

She looked at Yan Zhiwen again, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Please remember, right away."

Qi Xi strode towards the people who had already finished their positions—with a smile on her face, her back straight, and a long black dress against her snow-like skin, as charming as a dream.

At this moment, the voices of the people in the banquet hall had faded away, and half of the room's eyes were fixed on it. Qi Xi's casual smile could become the focus of attention.

But she is still good-looking.

But after walking two or three steps forward, some people began to discuss quietly.

Meng Qing let her shoulders be pressed back without any trace, casually discerning the deliberately lowered voice behind her.

"Who is she? Why haven't I seen her a few years ago?"

"I don't know, upstart?"

"Impossible, if there is such a big beauty in the circle, it will be fried."

"makes sense."

"Maybe it's just a young lady raised by someone's family, and brought out to show her face when she reaches the marriageable age?"

"possible."

"Hey, with such a good temperament and figure, I don't know who will be cheaper? It's a pity."

"..."

Meng Qingrang didn't listen to the following words, and a pair of smiling eyes glanced over those who were chasing Qi Xi, thinking with a bit of mischief: It's really a pity, why is it so cheap? The 'most inconspicuous' in this banquet hall your own?

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