Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 825 Artistic Genius
After finally escaping from the media siege, Tang Ze was immediately surrounded by chattering children. Several children who had caught a glimpse of the two paintings in the elevator were very excited and kept pulling his sleeves and asking questions.

Unable to break free, Tang Ze could only try to pull back the wide cuffs and choose to answer their excited questions.

"Yes, I drew it on the day when the building was built. I gave it to the teacher... Yes, that's why I wanted to invite you to come and take a look... Well, thank you for taking care of him that day..."

Seeing Kitagawa Yusuke's expressionless face, Suzuki Sonoko laughed secretly, and then she felt relieved again: "So this is the reason, I thought so."

She wondered why they even invited these naughty kids over, as it was clear that Kitagawa Yusuke was not the type to get along with children.

...But judging by the way he usually speaks, he might be the type of person who can't get along with anyone.

"Well, that day in the skyscraper, these children took the last elevator down with Mr. Kisaragi. When I saw them, they were still helping the old man walk." Mao Lilan agreed with her point of view.

At that time, she had come down a little earlier and was anxiously waiting for Conan. She had been paying close attention to the people coming in and out of the elevator, so she naturally saw this scene.

As one of the first witnesses of these two stunning works, it is normal for him to receive extra care from Kitagawa Yusuke.

"It won't be over in a short time, let's go around the exhibition hall first, Xiaolan." Seeing that more cameras and reporters were still staring at Kitagawa Yusuke, Suzuki Sonoko knew that she would not have the chance to step forward to express her congratulations for the time being, so she simply took her bestie and Kyogoku Makoto and left first.

There are salons specially for VIPs later in the day, so you don't have to rush to join in the fun at this time.

Conan was dragged out of the exhibition hall. With a lot of things to say but not knowing where to start, he turned his head and tried his best to get through the crowd and look in the direction of Kitagawa Yusuke.

There were so many things he wanted to ask, and he felt like he was being scratched by a cat when he couldn't get any answers.

But before stepping out of the exhibition hall, he only saw the elegant haori shining under the lights of the exhibition hall. Kitagawa Yusuke, wearing his teacher's masterpiece, lowered his eyes and let the children grab his wrists with a smile on his lips, the focus of countless eyes.

Conan pursed his lips and stopped hesitating. The questions that had been rising up in his mind like bubbles suddenly became silent in this scene.

At this moment, he is not a heart thief with special powers, nor is he a masked vigilante who determines good and evil in the dark. He is just a painter, Yusuke Kitagawa, who is showing his talent to everyone on the stage created for him by his teacher.

...Forget it, there are plenty of opportunities to ask him.

Conan turned around and followed Mao Lilan's steps obediently. As a result, he happened to miss the family that was led by Kisaragi Minemizu and was heading towards Kitagawa Yusuke to get to know him.

"Yusuke, come here, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Shitara Genichirō, and this is his wife..." Kisaragi Minemizu rescued his disciple from the crowd, led him in front of the group, and introduced the whole family to him one by one, "...The Shitara family is a famous musical family. Didn't you say before that you wanted some musical inspiration next? It just so happens that Mr. Shitara and his family are here to support me."

As he spoke, the fingers on Tang Ze's arm inconspicuously grasped his coat and tugged it twice suggestively.

This was not the first group of people he introduced to Tang Ze today. As agreed before, he held the art exhibition with the intention of introducing his disciples and building bridges.

If there is no problem, then it's just perfect. It's not a bad thing for the young Kitagawa Yusuke to make more connections. Fame and influence must be accumulated slowly.

If there are any problems, that's fine too. It can be considered as helping his apprentice with his side job. The old man is very open-minded.

The implicit action of this reminder indicates that this is the type of thing he feels is a bit problematic and deserves more attention.

Tang Ze, who was in awe just by hearing the name, did not need the old man's hint. His eyes had already swept deeply over the faces of the crowded family standing in the queue, and finally stopped on the face of the man with earphones on his ears, who was standing at the end of the queue.

Compared to the reserved and sophisticated demeanor of the elders standing in front of him, he was much more casual in his dress and behavior. He had a little blue stubble on his chin, and his hairstyle was not carefully groomed, with broken hair falling casually on his forehead. He was handsome and a little unruly, with an artistic temperament.

This man's name had already been mentioned by Ruyue Fengshui, who had just handed him the menu.

"Haga Kyosuke, I've heard of him." Relying on the convenience of his character, Tang Ze directly ignored the Shitara family who were waiting for him to greet him with a smile, and nodded to Haga Kyosuke, "The ending song of the TV series I watched yesterday was written by you. It sounds very nice and well written."

Yuga Kyosuke, who was also looking at him with burning eyes, was stunned.

Generally speaking, people in the art world have a bit of a contempt chain.

In order to show their style, many people love to create an image of a pure stream and pay attention to being indifferent to fame and fortune. To them, elders like the Shitara family who are well-known in the classical music world must have a higher status than him.

Although he had written works such as symphonies, when a composer's commercial success was far superior, his style would be correspondingly degraded and he would fall to the bottom of the contempt chain. This was the first time that Kyosuke Hanega had seen someone bluntly point out that he knew a well-known person like him in a formal social occasion in the art industry.

"Thank you very much. I'm just lucky that some of my works have been recognized by the market..." Although he was surprised, Yuga Kyosuke reflexively stood up and returned the greeting.

"The work I'm creating does have some connection with music, but since I don't know enough about music, I have no idea what to do. I wonder if I could talk to you about it, Mr. Haga?" Tang Ze said straight to the point.

"Well, there's no problem on my side..." Yuga Kyosuke, who really wanted to communicate with him, agreed instinctively.

"Thank you. Then I'll take him to the meeting place in the back, teacher." Tang Ze turned around and bowed politely to Rugetsu Fengshui before leaving.

Of course, Kisaragi Minemizu couldn't stop him, so before anyone could react, Karasawa took Yuga Kyosuke and left without paying any attention to anyone.

This is the good thing about Kitagawa Yusuke's character. When a person cannot read the air to the point where communication is difficult, people will no longer accuse him of having low emotional intelligence, but will start to call it personality.

When a person's factory settings are like this and the values ​​are completely beyond the comprehension of a normal person, no one will hold him to normal standards anymore.

The Shitara family, who had come over to greet and were waiting with a smile for Kitagawa Yusuke's response and then to engage in some polite business socializing, were stunned. Before they could react, Kitagawa Yusuke, who was striding forward, had disappeared without a trace leading Hanega Kyosuke to run.

They exchanged glances in bewilderment, being caught off guard by this completely unexpected reaction, but Kisaragi Minemizu had already retracted his gaze, coughed, and continued talking with a normal expression. "I'm sorry, Yusuke has a bit of a weird temper. Once he starts talking about creation, he can't care about anything else. Please bear with me."

His words were apologetic, his expression was righteous, and his tone did not sound apologetic at all.

Ruyue Fengshui, who has been respected as a master for decades, is not a person with a good temper. Now he wants to act like a big shot and bluntly tell people not to bother with the naughty child, so he does it without any pressure.

To be more precise, if he didn't have a disciple who needed his support, he would be the type who was too lazy to socialize with others.

His words were full of the same feeling: "My disciple has such a temper. You just have to bear with it." The group of people standing in front of him had stiff faces, but they really didn't dare to show a bad face to Ruyue Fengshui, who had a very high status. They had to continue the previous topic awkwardly and continue the greetings.

Only Renki Shitara, who was standing at the back and was a junior who had no right to speak, turned her head to look in the direction where Yuga Kyosuke left, with a worried expression.

My uncle has been absent-minded today, and his mood seems off. I wonder if there will be any conflicts when he meets a guy like Kitagawa Yusuke who does his own thing...

After going through several turns along the staff passage, Yuga Kyosuke was brought into the now empty banquet hall. He let out a breath, his expression relaxed, and he had the leisure to observe the surrounding environment.

Although the banquet hall is used for salons later in the day after the media finish their interviews and leave, and is not open to the public, its design still accommodates external art exhibitions. The interior, made of marble and plaster, is pure white, and even if the lights are turned on very little, it still does not give people a dark and empty feeling.

Although he was taken away inexplicably, after leaving the large group and the noisy crowd, Yuga Kyosuke became more relaxed. His body language became relaxed again. He even took the initiative to talk to Tang Ze: "I heard that you designed this exhibition. It's really amazing, Kitagawa-kun."

"You also know about architectural design." Tang Ze turned around and looked at him curiously, "I didn't realize that."

"I don't really understand it." Yuga Kyosuke shrugged, not afraid to show his shyness, "But I like the color tone, and the space feels spacious and comfortable. I feel comfortable, and that's good design."

Tang Ze nodded and replied, "You're right. I also think the songs you wrote are very nice. If they sound nice, then they are good songs."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

This is not a big question about whether art is suitable for the general public or not. If the artistic talent that Karasawa acquired from Kuroba Kaito, Asai Narimi and others really brought him any new experience, it was mainly a kind of relaxation that took everything for granted.

Maybe it was just Kuroba Kaito's nature. Good paintings are beautiful, and bad paintings are ugly. There is a boundary between art and life, but this boundary is not built up by the threshold of knowledge. At most, it can be said that it is influenced by the environment. Those amazing and extraordinary artistic beauties are within reach for a genius like him, and he doesn't think it's a big deal.

Yuga Kyosuke also has this sense of relaxation, which makes him stand out among a group of people, and Tang Ze can recognize him at a glance.

Hanega Kyosuke looked around, pulled out the armchair next to the tea table and sat down: "I've heard people praise you before, and seeing you today, I can see that you are worthy of the praise. You are quite special, Kitagawa-kun."

Tang Ze followed suit and sat down opposite him. He shrugged and said, "Really? Everyone likes to make a fuss."

"You don't like people praising you for being a genius?" Yuga Kyosuke raised an eyebrow in amusement. "When I was your age, if any of my works or performances received this level of attention, I would be so happy that I would fly."

He could tell that the guy opposite him hadn't changed his tone of voice. He wasn't pretending to be calm, but he really didn't seem to be happy or sad about anything else.

"That depends on who said it and how they said it." Tang Ze, who had seen what a true genius was like, was really calm. "These compliments are for the disciple of Ruyue Fengshui. It would be the same even if they were not for me."

No matter what, Kitagawa Yusuke is still a young man who is still learning. The reason he has received so many exaggerated praises is only a secondary factor. Those who understand know the main reason.

For a true genius, his level is called "primary painting mastery".

Hanega Kyosuke laughed again.

Putting aside the rumors and the details he discovered, he now really likes this young man who speaks with a wicked tone.

"Okay, you said you need some musical inspiration, what exactly?" Yuga Kyosuke leaned forward.

No matter what the reason was for him accepting the invitation and following Kitagawa Yusuke out, now he really wanted to communicate.

Putting aside the grudges and hatreds that have entangled his entire life, he is a genuine musician.

When it comes to music, Yuga Kyosuke has some talent and aspirations. Talking with the young man in front of him might really give him some inspiration.

"You have seen the works on display outside before, but have you seen my painting? The one named "Desire"." Tang Ze put his hands on the table and began to guide the topic to his own rhythm. "I had some confusion while creating it, and I think you may be able to help me solve it."

"Oh, the one hanging in the middle of the 'Little Grass' hall. Very impressive." Yuga Kyosuke narrowed his eyes and his expression became meaningful.

Unlike his family members who focus on classical music and violin collection, he has many interactions with the entertainment industry due to his work.

Although others didn't know the woman, Yuga Kyosuke recognized her recognizable appearance at a glance.

He was one of Kujuku Motoyasu's disciples, a permanent assistant who often appeared in his performances and a magician who collaborated with him to complete the performances.

By chance, he talked about this matter with Kazuzo Sanada, a young magician who inherited the family business of Kujuku Motoyasu and was at the peak of his career.

"Before I answer your confusion, let me satisfy my curiosity first. I heard that you completed the first draft of this painting in an amusement park?"

(End of this chapter)