Chapter 808 Slap in the face! I don’t seem to know you anymore!
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Ruan Su turned his head when he heard the somewhat familiar voice, and saw Mrs. Ling Er and mother and daughter Ling Qingran.
It’s really a narrow road for enemies.
She glanced at the mother and daughter with indifferent eyes, and saw that the mother and daughter were dressed more gorgeously than the other, and the other was more ostentatious than the other, as if they were not attending a cultural fair, but attending a beauty pageant.
Ruan Su was shocked, but thinking about the mother and daughter's usual styles, she felt that it was very consistent with their personalities.
She calmed down her expression and looked quietly at the mother and daughter walking towards her.
"What's up?"
Her voice was extremely cold, as if the two women were strangers.
Ling Qingran smiled very enchantingly and looked at Ruan Su up and down with disdainful eyes. After a while, she said, "Miss Ruan, are you here to participate in the cultural fair? This... is too casual? Isn't it detrimental to your designer?"
What’s your name?”
"As for the clothes, they just need to be comfortable. It doesn't have to be a formal dress or a big-name decoration. It's just an external thing." Ruan Su said it calmly. She is good-looking. In fact, she looks good no matter what she wears.
Even a basic white shirt and jeans look different on her, with a unique temperament.
Mrs. Ling Er looked at Ruan Su with a non-smiling smile, "Miss Ruan is right. What you said makes me want to take off this filthy high-end dress and put on ordinary clothes!"
She deliberately emphasized the word rl when talking about the brand, focusing on the brand.
It seems like he is deliberately showing off.
Ruan Su was too lazy to argue with them anymore and glanced at them lightly.
"If I remember correctly, the dresses you two wore seemed to be the high-end RL brand last year. Isn't it a bit outdated for you to wear this year?"
Mrs. Ling Er's face suddenly turned red, "You..."
"After all, I am a designer and I know the market very well." After Ruan Su finished speaking, he looked at Shang Lingxiao next to him, "Brother, let's go."
When Ling Qingran heard Ruan Su's words, she immediately looked towards Shang Lingxiao. Her eyes flashed with surprise, what a handsome man!
Why is such a handsome man staying with Ruan Su?
There was a little rush in her heart, and she hurriedly stopped in front of Shang Lingxiao, "This gentleman... there will be a calligraphy competition later, I can invite you to join us..."
Before she could finish her words, Shang Lingxiao interrupted her coldly, "Sorry, I can't."
After saying that, he opened his slender legs and walked forward. Ruan Su smiled at Ling Qingran, "This is my brother. He has a wife and children, so give up."
"You! What are you so proud of?" Ling Qingran stomped her feet angrily. Only the mistress who doesn't work hard can't dig a corner.
She rolled her eyes in anger.
She must get such a handsome man.
She is so rich, but she is still rich and beautiful. Even if she throws money at her, she has to make this man willing.
She secretly made up her mind, took out her mobile phone, secretly took a photo of Shang Lingxiao, and sent it to a private detective she knew well.
"Help me find out who this man is."
The detective replied directly to her, "Oh my God! Are you crazy? You don't know him?"
"Is he famous?" Ling Qingran was stunned.
"Shang Lingxiao, the president of Shang Group, the king of the fashion kingdom, don't you know? Maya, my eldest lady, you don't have enough information!"
"Shang Lingxiao..." Ling Qingran held the phone for a long time and couldn't regain her consciousness. She was staring at Shang Lingxiao's back and was in a daze. "
Mom, this man is so handsome, he is actually Shang Lingxiao..."
Mrs. Ling Er's face, which she spent a lot of money to maintain, was stunned for a moment, "What are you talking about? Shang Lingxiao? If you can become his wife..."
"But... Ruan Su said he has a wife and children, why do I not believe it? If true, would it not be on the news? Ruan Su must have deliberately lied to me." Ling Qingran said angrily, "I don't care, I want to get it
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"We'll talk about it when we get home. Let's go to the calligraphy competition first." Mrs. Ling'er lowered her voice and pulled Ling Qingran's arm, "There are many people here, so I won't say more."
After that, the mother and daughter walked towards the venue of the calligraphy competition.
Ling Qingran stepped on her high heels with confidence. She had been learning calligraphy since she was a child. She believed that she had become a master of calligraphy, so she participated in almost every cultural fair. She was also well-known in the calligraphy circle.
Her master Dai Shou also thought highly of her and was proud of her.
At this time, Dai Shou was sitting on the stage accepting compliments from some juniors. He enjoyed this feeling very much.
From a distance, he saw his beloved disciple walking over. He stretched out his hand and waved to Ling Qingran, "Qingran, come here quickly. Sit next to the master."
Ling Qingran smiled and nodded, walking towards him, "Master, how are you doing lately?"
Dai Shou smiled and took a sip of tea, "Oh, it's still the same."
After Ling Qingran and her daughter sat down, Dai looked around vaguely, and then whispered into Ling Qingran's ear and said, "Lao Wen's apprentice will also show up today, so you must behave well and treat Lao Wen's apprentice
Let’s compare.”
Dai Shou and Wen Lao have never dealt with each other. As the two big names in the calligraphy and painting industry in country M, they have been compared by the outside world for many years, and Wen Lao is always slightly better.
Dai Shou had been unhappy and suppressed for many years. Later, he accepted Ling Qingran as his disciple, but it made him famous for a long time.
After all, the young lady of the Ling family is very talented in calligraphy, which makes him feel very proud among these big names in calligraphy and painting. After all, not every apprentice has a good family background and is talented.
Ling Qingran glanced at the crowds at the venue with great confidence, and said disapprovingly, "Master, don't worry, I am definitely the best one."
Dai Shou felt much better when he saw her looking so confident. He had been very worried before.
After all, great teachers make great disciples.
"I heard that he is a close disciple of Mr. Wen and is here to participate in the cultural expo on behalf of Mr. Wen."
"Close disciple? It's funny. Who has an outstanding disciple who doesn't want to show it off and pave the way for the future of the disciple? Elder Wen is still hiding it and only bringing it out now. It must be because this disciple can't take advantage of it." Ling Qingran
He became more and more disapproving, thinking that this closed disciple must be trash.
Mrs. Ling Er also looked proud, "Dai Lao, don't worry, Qingran is the best. In previous years, Qingran always ranked first in this calligraphy competition. This year, you can rest assured that our Qingran will be the first."
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Dai Shou smiled and took a sip of Longjing, "That's right. I think too highly of that closed disciple. He is definitely not as high as Qingran."
"Isn't this all because of your good guidance as a teacher?" Mrs. Ling Er quickly flattered Dai Shou again.
She knew very well that Dai Shou liked to hear this kind of obedient talk.
Sure enough, Dai Shou was very happy, "Qingran, you must perform well in the next competition."
Not only the three of them were curious about Mr. Wen's so-called closed disciples, but others were also curious.
After all, calligraphers came from all over the country, and almost all of them brought their own disciples.
They have become famous so they don't play anymore. Usually it is the disciples who compete.
None of Mr. Wen's other disciples came, so they didn't know who to ask if they wanted to ask.
I can only suppress my curiosity and wait patiently.
So when they saw Shang Lingxiao and Ruan Su walking in together, they were not too surprised.
They are waiting for the so-called closed disciples of Mr. Wen.
But after waiting and waiting, everyone has arrived. The host invited by the organizer has already come to the stage to announce the start, "Please enter the contestants. Please look at the number plate in your hand. The one above is the seat number. Please take your seat according to the number."
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Ruan Su looked at the number plate he received, No. 15.
She said to Shang Lingxiao, "I'm going to the competition venue. Just wait for me here."
Shang Lingxiao nodded, "The flag is set for victory."
"It doesn't matter. The important thing is to participate and give the teacher an explanation." Ruan Su didn't care at all whether he got a ranking or not.
She has practiced calligraphy for many years, but she has been very busy these past few years and is not very good at practicing calligraphy.
Ling Qingran's number plate happened to be No. 16, so she sat next to Ruan Su.
I watched Ruan Su sit in seat No. 15.
She stared at Ruan Su in shock, "Is there any mistake? Are you here to be funny? Do you still want to participate in the competition?"
Ruan Su glanced at her coldly, "You can come to participate, why can't I come?"
Taking a look at Ling Qingran's luxurious dress, Ruan Su's lips curved into a mischievous smile, "You are dressed so beautifully and gorgeously. If the ink gets on the dress later, your dress will become disposable."
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"You crow-mouthed person, stop cursing me!" Ling Qingran rolled her eyes disdainfully, "The first place is definitely mine, you are just here to make up the numbers."
"Well, you're right, I'm here to make up the numbers." Ruan Su didn't want to argue with her, but directly glanced at the rice paper and brush in front of her.
The host began to introduce the personal profile of each contestant.
When Ruan Su was introduced, the host was obviously stunned, "Contestant No. 15 is actually Mr. Wen's close disciple, Ruan Su!"
The host looked a little shocked, "Miss Ruan, as the daughter of the Ye family, is actually a disciple of Mr. Wen? This is so surprising. I hope she can perform at an excellent level today."
After the host finished speaking, there was an uproar.
Everyone looked at Ruan Su in shock, "Oh my god! The daughter of the Ye family?"
"How could she be Mr. Wen's apprentice?"
"I heard that Mr. Wen's closed disciple is very mysterious..."
"That young lady from the Ling family is very powerful. She ranks first every year."
"I think Miss Ling's family is still number one this year."
Ling Qingran's eyes widened, "Are you a disciple of Mr. Wen? That's ridiculous! Miss Ruan, I don't even know you anymore!"
Ruan Su can design clothes, but she can’t do calligraphy, right?
How can one person be the best in everything?
Ling Qingran suddenly felt a little swollen, looking down on Ruan Su even more.
Ruan Su was noncommittal, "I don't seem to recognize you anymore! Miss Ling Er."
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