Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

When Shen Lu heard that the old man asked for a thousand euros, he was also frightened.

Converting one thousand euros into domestic money, it is almost seven thousand.

She quickly stood in front of Wen Song and said to the old man, "This painting is a bit expensive, I may not be able to afford it."

"Besides, we are just friends, I have a boyfriend." Shen Lu reminded again.

The old man looked Shen Lu up and down, "Are you from country J?"

Shen Lu shook his head and talked about his country.

The old man came out from behind the shelves full of collections, picked up the painting, "Five hundred euros, do you want it?"

Five hundred is also very expensive!

Shen Lu criticized in his heart, did not say whether he wanted it or not, but pointed to the rattan chain he had just taken a fancy to, "What about this one?"

The old man glanced at it and said slowly, "One thousand ohms."

Shen Lu:?

Shen Lu's eyes widened, a rattan chain cost a thousand ohms?

"Shen Lu, let's go, this store is too bad." Wen Song said to Shen Lu.

He was clearly trying to trick tourists like them by taking advantage of their ignorance of market prices.

Shen Lu took another look at the rattan chain that she hadn't had time to look at carefully, and finally nodded.

It's not that she can't afford it, but she just doesn't want to spend so much money.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the old man didn't intend to stop them, but he didn't know what to think when he stood there, and suddenly stopped them.

"Stop." The old man's face was full of displeasure, "Five hundred euros, you can take both of these."

Shen Lu and Wen Song looked at each other.

She turned her head and said to the old man, "Sir, I may only have two hundred to buy them."

The old man wanted to tell them to leave quickly, but he held back, "Take it, take it!"

When Shen Lu heard what he said, she couldn't help laughing. She took out the small bag she was carrying with her, took out two hundred euros from it, and put it on the shelf.

There is also a small red peace knot on the money.

While the old man was in a daze, Shen Lu and Wen Song had already left.

Wen Song asked him a little puzzled, "He is such a bitter old man, why do you still give him the peace knot?"

Shen Lu had already carefully put the rattan chain in her bag, and walked forward holding the painting in her hand. When she heard his question, she thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because he might have someone like us. A close friend of the country?"

Wen Song didn't understand her words.

Shen Lu explained with a smile, "The brooch he pinned on his clothes is a white crane in imitation of emerald green, and there is a word of thanks written in cursive underneath."

"Your observation skills are really good." Wen Song didn't pay attention to what kind of brooch the old man was wearing.

It's not that Shen Lu has good observation skills, but she took a closer look when she saw the color that looked like emerald green.

Mr. Gu is a master of traditional Chinese painting, and he knows these colors very well. When Shen Lu went to accompany him, the two of them did the most besides painting, and listened to his commentary on those ancient paintings.

After the two talked for a while, Shen Lu went to buy some other things, and then went to the post office to post everything back.

Wen Song on the side really seemed to simply follow Shen Lu out, watching her busy, he couldn't put his hand in at all.

This can't help but make Wen Song somewhat frustrated.

Because of what the old man said just now, Shen Lu deliberately distanced himself from Wen Song.

Both she and Wen Song knew that their relationship could only be regarded as ordinary friends now, but others didn't know.

She doesn't want to be misled into thinking that she has relationships with other people that go beyond friendship.

After sending the things, Shen Lu and Wen Song went back to the hotel. Wen Song still had painting tasks to do, so the two separated, and Shen Lu took the opportunity to run out alone again.

Obviously, it is much easier for Shen Lu to be alone than to go out with Wen Song.

When she went out just now, she saw a beautiful place with lush greenery, which is very suitable for sketching!

She looked around, and finally sat down on a street bench, bowed her head and drew.

Just as she was fascinated, the phone rang.

Shen Lu didn't put down his pen, and took out his phone with his other hand, "Crooked?"

"Shen Lu." A deep voice came from inside.

Hearing the sound, Shen Lu stopped drawing and looked at the screen of the mobile phone.

It's Shen Boxing.

She immediately thought of the embarrassment and outrageousness of being in the car.

Shen Lu snorted softly, pinched the pen, and said deliberately, "Shen Boxing, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Shen Boxing smiled lowly, implying something, "You didn't check your phone?"

"Look at it."

"Why didn't you reply to my message?" Because of Feng's family, Shen Boxing didn't sleep all night, and now he was exhausted, leaning on the bed, his mood after barely fading from the chill made him look a little cold.

"Uh, I arrived at Fu'an too late yesterday." Shen Lu put down his pen, remembered the rattan chain mailed back to him, and was a little happy again, "Shen Boxing, I bought you a bracelet! It's very beautiful kind!"

Shen Boxing frowned lightly, "What kind?"

"The color of the walnut tree, I can't tell what kind of plant it is. The three roots are intertwined, and there is a fragrance on it." Shen Lu recalled for a moment, and added, "It smells good."

"You bought it yourself?" Shen Boxing had limited imagination about these things, but it didn't prevent him from looking forward to Shen Lu's gift.

"No." Shen Lu said honestly, "I went shopping with Wen Song."

Shen Boxing's expression paused, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips slowly uttered two words, "Wen Song?"

"That's right." Shen Lu knew that he didn't know him, so he took the initiative to say, "He is a disciple of the senior brother, and he has enrolled in the United States like me, and he may be an alumni classmate in the future!"

Shen Boxing looked at the cold white ceiling, pulled his lips and chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and when he spoke again, his tone was a bit more oppressive, "Is someone tempting you when I'm not here?"

Shen Lu:?

She subconsciously felt an indescribable threat, and Shen Lu immediately said, "I have nothing to do with him! He is just my nephew! That's all!"

Shen Boxing sneered, "You are still my niece."

Shen Lu: ...

Her eyes wandered for a long time, and she said again, "I don't like people who are younger than me."

Wen Song is only 17 years old, it is impossible for her to be with a minor.

What's more, she already has Shen Moxing.

"You think I'm old?"

Shen Lu: ...

Why did Shen Boxing become unreasonable?

Shen Lu thought deeply for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.

Old men's menopause is here... (not)

Sending propositions one after another made Shen Lu's back feel cold, and his strong desire to survive made Shen Lu immediately change the subject.

"Shen Boxing, I miss you, how are you doing in the capital?"

Shen Boxing, who was leaning on the bedside, listened to her lame diversion, and regretted his decision to come back.

He should bring Shen Lu back together, keep her by his side, and keep an eye on her.

It is never only men who attract bees and butterflies, but women even more.

Shen Lu coaxed Shen Boxing for a long time before the jealousy in his heart dissipated.

But Shen Lu was very happy to coax Shen Boxing, which gave her a sense of accomplishment!

"Add my friend back."

"I'll add it back right now!" Shen Lu said immediately, took out his phone and added Shen Boxing back.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Boxing said again, "Changed my remarks."

Shen Lu was just about to change, but when he thought of something, he said shyly, "You can't change your future husband."

"Then why don't you just change it to your husband?" Shen Boxing was thick-skinned, he didn't know what it means to lose face, and the thin laughter was transmitted to her ears through the mobile phone, and Shen Lu's ears turned red.

She typed three words on it, Shen Boxing.

"Fixed!"

Shen Boxing raised his eyebrows lightly, "Changed husband?"

Shen Lu was silent for a while, and said, "No!"

"what is that?"

"Your name." Shen Lu said solemnly, "Remark Remarks, isn't it the meaning of changing the name?"

Shen Boxing hummed with unknown meaning, "Okay."

He made a note of it.

There is no way to catch anyone now, and we will settle the score when she comes back.

Afterwards, Shen Lu didn't chat with him for too long, and quickly hung up the phone.

Because she always felt that Shen Boxing's voice was tired, although he tried his best to hide it.

But after the two of them slept together in the same bed for so many days, Shen Lu could tell whether he was really relaxed or tense on purpose. It was obvious that Shen Boxing was very tired now.

He must have been busy for a long time.

Shen Lu partly felt sorry for him, partly wanted him to rest more time.

She looked at the unfinished painting under her hand, only the entwined wisteria was drawn on it, she thought about it, and finally changed what she originally planned to paint to something else.

"What are you doing outside my house?" The voice of the vigilant old man sounded.

Shen Lu had almost finished the painting, and was taken aback when he heard the sound, if he hadn't stopped in time, there would have been a trace that could not be restored in this painting.

She turned her head and looked back, only to find that it was the old man in the shop.

"I didn't do anything, just saw that the wisteria here is blooming well, so I drew a picture." Shen Lu said with some embarrassment, "If you mind, I can destroy this picture."

Shen Lu felt a little pity in his heart.

She is very satisfied with this painting.

The old man looked at her critically, "No need, leave my house quickly."

"Oh..." Shen Lu hugged his drawing board and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Shen Lu paused and looked at him.

There was no expression on the old man's face, he just glanced at her and said, "Can you draw pictures of your country?"

A picture of our country?

Shen Lu thought carefully for two seconds before he understood what he meant, "You mean traditional Chinese painting?"

The old man nodded.

Shen Lu said modestly, "My academic skills are not good, but my grandfather is very accomplished in traditional Chinese painting."

Apparently, her grandpa was more convincing than she was.

The old man looked at her vigilantly for a long time, and finally asked for Mr. Gu's name, as well as his previous works, and said that he would check it himself later.

Shen Lu had a good temper and talked about some of Mr. Gu's works.

After inquiring, the old man began to ruthlessly drive people away, and Shen Lu, who was treated as a tool man, walked back in a daze.

On the way, Shen Lu couldn't help muttering.

This foreign old gentleman has a really weird temper.

She glanced back at the beautiful and exquisite courtyard, feeling a little envious.

The eccentric old gentleman who owns a very nice house.

After returning, Shen Lu was bored in the room drawing, and did not come out again until the night when he went to watch the Aries meteor shower.

After Shen Lu had his meal, he went to the observatory to watch the meteor shower with his troops.

Fu'an's observatory is very large, with many observation instruments placed under a huge dome, and of course money is required to enter.

Many astronomy enthusiasts have already arrived outside to watch the meteor shower. If Xie Ziyu hadn't ordered two telescopes, they might not be able to watch the meteor shower more personally.

Shen Lu is full of curiosity about everything, many of them are things she has never seen before, and when she sees them for the first time, it is inevitable to look around.

When she returned from her eye addiction, she found that there was another person beside Mr. Gu and Mr. Yan.

The old man had an extremely gentlemanly smile on his face, and he was wearing the tuxedo as always, with a very cultivated temperament under his cloudy pupils.

Shen Lu stared at him suspiciously for a long time.

Is this the weird old gentleman she met before?

The person is still the same person, why does he look so different now?

Could it be that old gentleman's twin brother?

Shen Lu was thinking wildly, when Mr. Gu saw her, he smiled and waved to her, "Lu Lu, come here."

Shen Lu had no choice but to walk over.

"Mr. Andre said he saw you painting in front of his house before." Mr. Gu said in a gentle tone.

Shen Lu nodded and confessed honestly, "I went there yesterday morning."

"Mr. Andre has a good impression of you, and his wife is also from our country." Mr. Gu said, "Coincidentally, Andre and his wife met because of a Chinese painting exhibition."

Hearing Old Master Gu's words, Shen Lu couldn't help being surprised.

She glanced at the old man.

andre.

The old man also looked at her, full of the elegance of an old gentleman, he walked over and gave her a close kiss, "Elegant lady, we meet again."

Shen Lu was numb all over...

She looked at Andre in shock.

This is this!

Cheek kiss? !

Is this the old man who ruthlessly drove her away?

Old Mr. Andre smiled without changing his face, "It seems that she was shocked."

Mr. Gu also knew that she had very little contact with foreigners, and some etiquette was still awkward, so he helped her speak, "My granddaughter seldom goes abroad, and she is not very used to these things."

Mr. Andre expressed his understanding.

Shen Lu, who was standing there, touched his face, and finally came to his senses from his running thoughts.

She repeated in her heart: this is just etiquette...

Stand there and listen to them talk.

The old gentleman finally told the reason why he came to find Mr. Gu.

The token of love between him and his deceased wife was incomplete due to a mistake a few years ago. He hoped that Mr. Gu could help him repair it.

After listening to his words, Mr. Gu said that it was okay to damage the painting, and said that he could go and have a look.

Andre didn't hold out much hope. Before that, he had asked many people to help him look at the paintings, but many of them were powerless and even caused secondary damage to the paintings.

Before Shen Lu could finish listening to their conversation, Wen Song not far away had already started calling her.

"Shen Lu! The meteor shower has begun!"

Shen Lu heard the sound and immediately ran over without thinking.

"Let me see let me see." She said a little excitedly.

"There is also a telescope here. We connected it with a 4K display to see it more clearly." Xie Ziyu said with a smile.

Hearing the sound, the others had already walked over to see the clearer 4K, Shen Lu looked down at the scenery in the telescope.

This meteor shower is the largest meteor shower this year. Under the magnificent night sky, clusters of streamers glide past the eyes.

Immediately afterwards, countless streamers of light visible to the naked eye appeared one after another, pierced the sky, and disappeared without a trace.

The sea of ​​stars is bright, and those meteors seem to be the immortals rushing to a feast, playing the flute and drums, driving a luan chariot, and the neon clothes are moving in the wind.

Shen Lu only felt that his soul was beating in sync with the beating frequency of his heart, beating again and again.

Someone exclaimed, "There is an aurora!"

Shen Lu suddenly turned his head, only to see behind him, a large expanse of green covering the dark night sky like a veil of smog.

"Shen Lu, quickly take a photo with the camera!" Wen Song said excitedly.

Reluctantly, she took out the camera, pointed the camera at the aurora, and pressed the shutter.

"The aurora in Fu'an used to appear mostly in winter, but I didn't expect to see the aurora in summer this time." Xie Ziyu was also a little happy, "It didn't come in vain this time."

Shen Lu thought the same.

Even if she was dreaming, she had never dreamed of these scenes. She used to rely only on imagination, but now she realized that her imagination was too shallow, not even one-tenth of the astonishment that she actually saw.

But surprisingly, she didn't feel any inferiority complex anymore.

Shen Lu's heart was surging, and his infinitely surging emotions continued to magnify.

She may be able to do better, just like the sudden scenery she saw now, one day, she will complete the most gorgeous transformation in a sudden scene.

That night, Shen Lu was so excited that she didn't fall asleep, she couldn't wait to call Shen Boxing, share her joy, and talk about the wonderful pictures she saw in Fu'an.

When Shen Boxing listened to her words, he could feel her happiness. He enjoyed the joy that Shen Lu depended on, and his mood became much better.

When Shen Lu fell asleep, Shen Bo was about to hang up the phone, the smile on his brows and eyes had not completely faded.

Zhuang Zao who was waiting outside did not dare to knock on the door.

It wasn't until the assistant came out and finished Shen Boxing's hair that he left in fear.

"Ah Xing, do you really want to go in person?" Shen Liangchen, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at him and asked.

"Why can't you go in person?" Shen Boxing pulled up his tie with a calm tone.

"Feng Ziting sent invitations to our Shen family, obviously with bad intentions."

Shen Boxing didn't speak.

He couldn't understand what Feng Ziting wanted to do. He had suffered several losses from Shen Boxing, and Feng Ziting had long regarded him as a thorn in his side.

What Shen Liangchen was worried about was that according to Feng Ziting's ruthless personality, Shen Bo's guild would be more or less ominous when he went to the Feng family this time.

If something happened to Shen Boxing, the Shen family would be like a pan of loose sand and be defeated.

"He won't touch me easily." Shen Boxing stood upright with a cold smile in his eyes.

At least not now.

Feng Ziting is arrogant, his favorite thing is to give the most painful blow to the opponent when he thinks he has everything.

Shen Boxing hasn't got everything yet, defeating him, Feng Ziting won't get enough pleasure.