Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

With the help of Mr. Lin, Mr. Shen's works were borrowed smoothly.

"Grandpa said that Mr. Shen values ​​the works very much and they must be sent back as soon as the exhibition is over."

Lin Yixuan said.

The paintings in the gallery are all taken care of by Song Qingyu.

She was already very happy to be able to borrow Mr. Shen's paintings.

"I am very grateful that Mr. Shen is willing to lend us the paintings. Please rest assured that I will send these paintings to him as soon as possible after the exhibition is over."

"Ah."

Lin Yixiuan nodded.

Song Qingyu also coordinated with Lin Yixuan about the painting exhibition.

Two days passed.

Lin Yixuan took Mr. Shen’s painting.

"It's Mr. Shen's painting of stepping on plum blossoms in the cold winter!"

Song Qingyu was pleasantly surprised when she saw the painting.

She didn't expect that Mr. Shen would be willing to lend her even his most famous painting.

"With this painting, I believe the subsequent exhibitions will definitely do well."

Song Qingyu is very confident.

Lin Yixuan smiled and said, "Even if we don't have Mr. Shen's paintings, the results won't be bad if we use yours."

"Brother, stop teasing me."

Song Qingyu shook her head.

She still knows how much she weighs.

Compared to Mr. Shen, she is just an insignificant soldier.

"Put all these paintings in the warehouse and take them out the day before the exhibition."

Song Qingyu assured the employees that everything was safe.

The gallery has been very busy lately, and she and Lin Yixuan still have to go to school, so she specially recruited two girls to take care of the gallery's affairs.

Lin Yixiuan is in charge of recruiting people, so she feels relieved.

"Ok."

An Ran nodded in agreement and took all the paintings that were going to be exhibited to the warehouse.

Soon, it was exhibition day.

On the eve of the event.

Song Qingyu used the Weibo account "Shiyu" and the gallery's official Weibo account to release a pre-announcement for the exhibition.

The names of some of the paintings that will be exhibited at this event are also included.

It was just as she expected.

A lot of people are following it.

What’s more, this exhibition does not require tickets.

By the day of the event, the gallery was already filled with guests who came to see the exhibition.

"Our Xiaoyu is now successful. Look, so many people come to see her paintings."

Jiang Minya and Shen Changlong also came.

They entered the exhibition hall through a special passage, and seeing the paintings, Jiang Min-ya was proud and happy.

"Mom, my painting is just a little bit, everyone is here for Mr. Shen's sake."

Song Qingyu felt a little embarrassed by what was said.

Holding Jiang Minya's arm, she acted coquettishly.

"Don't be embarrassed. This is a case of the disciple surpassing the master. One day, our Xiaoyu will also become a big shot, husband, don't you think?"

My wife said so.

Of course Shen Changlong nodded.

Seeing his parents so supportive, Song Qingyu also smiled.

"By the way, why hasn't Shi An come yet?"

Jiang Minya was unhappy to find that her son had not yet arrived. "Today is such an important day for Xiaoyu. How could he, as a brother, be late?"

"He went to pick up Yueqi."

Shen Changlong said.

Ning Yueqi?

Song Qingyu's eyes flickered.

"What Yueqi, are you familiar with her?"

Jiang Min-a rolled her eyes at her husband.

Just talking.

"Xiaoyu, congratulations. There are so many people here today. I envy you so much."

Ning Yueqi is here.

She took Shen Shian's arm and brought a gift with her, which she handed to Song Qingyu.

"This is the gift I prepared for you. Congratulations in advance on the success of your exhibition."

"You're welcome."

Song Qingyu smiled distantly.

After looking at Shen Shian, he reached out and took the gift from Ning Yueqi.

"This is the gift I specially asked Brother Shi An to accompany me to pick out. Please don't despise it."

Ning Yueqi's face flushed and she felt extremely shy.

This is showing affection in front of her.

Song Qingyu ignored her words and said to Jiang Minya, "Mom, I'm going to go find Yixuan. The exhibition is about to start."

I heard the word "Yixuan".

Shen Shian frowned slightly.

"Okay, let's go."

Jiang Minya touched Song Qingyu's head lovingly.

Lin Yixiuan was entertaining guests on the other side.

Song Qingyu went to find him and checked the time. It was already time for the exhibition to start, so he asked the staff to remove the access control.

Tourists came in one after another.

The style of this exhibition was designed by Song Qingyu.

Because most of the works on display are traditional Chinese paintings, the style of the gallery this time is also designed in traditional Chinese style.

The gallery is decorated with small, quaint lanterns and burning with refreshing pear incense.

Don't steal the show.

Instead, it makes people feel like they have entered a dreamlike ancient world.

"Teacher Shi Yu is one of the best artists of the younger generation. I really like this exhibition."

"Of course. Look at how many people are at this exhibition. There has never been such a crowded art exhibition in Beijing, right?"

"I wonder if I can get her autograph later..."

Some of the visitors were talking in low voices.

It just happened to fall into Ning Yueqi's ears.

The right hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist silently.

As if she had thought of something, she smiled delicately.

Just wait and see.

There will be an interesting show later.

It was almost time to visit the exhibition, and according to the procedure, Song Qingyu began to introduce some popular paintings.

“I drew this picture when I was teaching in the countryside.”

Song Qingyu stood in front of a landscape painting and introduced the origin and meaning of the painting.

Everyone listened attentively.

Until a sudden sound was heard.

"This painting of plum blossoms in the cold winter seems fake."

The sound is not too loud.

But the whole gallery was quiet.

So this sound seems very abrupt.

Everyone, including Song Qingyu, looked towards the place where the sound came from.

There are paintings hanging there.

It is Mr. Shen’s “Treading on Plum Blossoms in the Cold Winter”.

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses stands in front of the painting with an indignant look on his face.

"Didn't they say that this exhibition would display Mr. Shen's original painting of Plum Blossoms in the Cold Winter? I flew here specially, but it turns out that they are trying to play a trick on me?"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became.

Invite other guests to come over.

"Look, they are using Mr. Shen as a gimmick for this exhibition. In fact, Mr. Shen's paintings are all fake. Aren't they playing a trick on us?!"

"Excuse me, I'll go check it out first."

A trace of uneasiness emerged in my heart.

Song Qingyu hurried over.

Lin Yixiuan also heard the noise here and followed over.

More and more people gathered.

Someone had already started checking the paintings, and Ning Yueqi showed up at some point.

She walked up to the painting and examined it carefully.

"Xiao Yu, these paintings do not seem to be Mr. Shen's authentic works."

Ning Yueqi said, seeming to be very worried about Song Qingyu, "Did you hang the painting wrongly?"

"Qiqi."

Shen Shian wanted to hold her back.

Ning Yueqi seemed not to hear anything and stared at Song Qingyu.

"The school has introduced Mr. Shen's paintings, but these exhibits seem to be a little different from the introduction..."