Mr. Lin is crazy about his cute wife

Lin Du smiled, "This topic is something that everyone knows about. Speaking of it, answering it is just like answering a media interview. We have known each other for so many years, so let's not talk about this."

"Brother Lin, an old acquaintance is here to learn from you. You and sister-in-law Yueyue are in harmony in every aspect, which is why you have such a good relationship, right?" The female sculptor was even more curious, and there was a hint of gossip in her words.

"Yuer will be shy if we talk about this topic in front of so many people." Lin Du took a sip of the lemon-grapefruit juice that the waiter had just brought over and tasted it. "Yuer, this is drinkable."

"Brother Lindu, don't keep me in suspense." Master sculptor, Brother Qiu is a straightforward person.

"Brother Qiu, sister, actually, there is no secret for a couple to get along well together.

It's just that both of them are willing to make the relationship better. The more they understand each other, the better the relationship will be.

As time goes by, people's hearts become closer and closer, and naturally there is more tolerance and understanding.

As long as we don't neglect each other, our relationship will be fine." Zhang Yueyue spoke up. She has always been a generous woman who can handle everything well.

Lin Du felt a little guilty when he heard Zhang Yueyue say this. He understood that what Zhang Yueyue meant was that if one of the two people neglects the other, the relationship will inevitably become less close.

"Two people, both are willing, that makes sense." The young painter thought about it seriously and nodded.

Zhang Yueyue explained it clearly and in her opinion, the so-called journey to seek the scriptures was nothing more than gossip and curiosity.

Halfway through the banquet, everyone was eating and chatting together, and the atmosphere was good.

Fengling's classmates, the two girls, plucked up the courage to ask Lin Du for an autograph. They walked to the dining table of Lin Du and Zhang Yueyue with their small notebooks.

"Teacher Lin, Teacher Zhang, can you give me an autograph?" The girl who said she wanted to marry Lin Du was very shy.

Zhang Yueyue raised her head and looked at the two girls, young and full of energy.

"Sure." Zhang Yueyue took the small notebook from the girl and signed her name.

"Teacher, please sign two, one for each of us." The girl asked in a low voice.

Zhang Yueyue turned to a new page and signed her name.

Lin Du took the notebook from Zhang Yueyue, signed his name twice, and then returned the notebook to the girl.

Another girl looked at Lin Du and said, "Teacher Lin, when you came to our school to give a speech, all of us students were fascinated by you. At that time, many girls chased your car and were punished by the school."

Lindu looked at the girl and asked, "Which school are you from?"

"We are classmates with Fengling, from the China Academy of Fine Arts."

Lindu was not arrogant. He smiled and replied, "Oh, that should have been the year before last. I went to your school to give a speech."

“It was the year before last, the summer before last, when you came, the auditorium was packed.

We were squatting in the front row to watch your speech. It was really wonderful." The girl was a little excited.

Lindu smiled and said, "Thank you."

The girls asked for autographs and wanted to take photos, but before they could open their mouths, Brother Liu and Feng Ling returned to the table.

As soon as Fengling saw the small notebook in her classmate's hand, she knew that this was for an autograph.

"Hey, have you two asked for autographs for me? I also want the autographs of Teacher Lin and Teacher Zhang. Can we take a photo together?" She looked at her husband, Senior Brother Liu, who was beside her.

Senior Brother Liu shook his head helplessly. He couldn't do anything about his young wife. "Junior Brother, Junior Sister, can we take a photo together?"

"Did you get Teacher Liu's autograph?" Zhang Yueyue stood up and smiled at the two girls.