Chapter 802 I drew it
Chapter 802 I drew it
Su Mo finally understood why these people were surrounding Yang Ruoning.
Emotions are a group of people talking to themselves.
In this kind of situation, no one will look good if they make a fuss.
It was impossible for Su Mo to argue with them out of dignity.
She looked at them deeply, shook her head and stood up.
What can you say to this group of people?
She might as well go to the director and talk about the areas that need to be adjusted in the embroidery.
Seeing that she couldn't speak, Yang Ruoning raised a proud smile on her face.
After all, I am young and I can't stand it after just two or three sentences.
Not enough concentration.
Su Mo just stood up, and a staff member not far away waved to her, "Teacher Momo."
"Teacher Momo is here." He turned to the man beside him and said.
The man was wearing a crisp suit and black-rimmed glasses, and he looked gentle and elegant.
Su Mo was still wondering who these two people were, but they had already squeezed through the crowd and came over.
The staff pointed at Su Mo and said to the man, "This is Teacher Momo."
The man's eyes followed the staff's introduction and landed on Su Mo.
Su Mo was very sure that she didn't know this man, so she couldn't help but look at the staff member who brought him over.
Before the staff could introduce him, Yang Ruoning behind him said in surprise, "Xia Yu, why are you here? Where is Haochuan?"
It sounded like she knew this person.
The man with black-rimmed glasses, also known as Xia Yu, was surprised when he saw Yang Ruoning there, and then smiled and said, "The leader wants to see Miss Su. I'll come over to invite someone."
He was very respectful to Su Mo in his words.
The expressions of Yang Ruoning and others changed.
Others may not know, but they know Xia Yu's identity.
He is the personal secretary of the newly appointed deputy governor.
His attitude is that of the deputy governor.
Su Mo's identity is extraordinary!
But with just one word, everyone had noticed something was wrong and their expressions were ugly.
Yang Ruoning forced a smile and asked, "Why does Haochuan suddenly want to see her?"
"It's not sudden." Xia Yu pointed to the embroidery on the stage. "When I saw the original painting, the leader wanted to meet Miss Su. Everyone happens to be here today."
"The leader wants to hear Miss Su's opinion on embroidery."
The last sentence was said to Su Mo.
The smile on Yang Ruoning's face couldn't be held back immediately.
The mean woman was stunned and asked innocently, "What does this original painting have to do with a little girl like her?"
Xia Yu was also stunned for a moment, and then looked at Su Mo.
Su Mo sighed helplessly.
The gap between Xia Yu and Xia Yu is probably not that big. After all, given Su Mo's age, it's hard to believe that she would be asked to do the original background painting for such a big event in the province.
When he first heard the news, he was also very surprised.
However, the curators of several museums strongly recommended Su Mo and displayed Su Mo's works. Everyone had seen them and approved of them.
I have to say that some people just have this kind of talent, and it has nothing to do with age.
It can be seen that Chu Haochuan likes Su Mo's works very much.
Xia Yu was not afraid of giving Su Mo a boost in status, so she smiled and said, "Miss Su is the painter."
As soon as Xia Yu's words came out, everyone took a breath of cold air, and the mean woman didn't react for a while and asked, "What?"
"Who are you talking about? Who is the painter?"
Su Mo looked at her with a half-smile, "I am."
She pointed to the embroidery work on the stage and said, "I painted the original painting."
Her words were like a sap hitting everyone over the head.
Everyone just felt their heads were buzzing, as if what had just happened was an illusion and would dissipate after a while.
But they waited and waited, and Su Mo and Xia Yu, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, were still there.
So, is this true?
A group of them pointed at a little girl arbitrarily based on their status.
As a result, the person they admired so much was this little girl?
Does this count as me slapping myself in the face?
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