You who walk against the light

Zhong Kaifan said: "I haven't seen his work yet, so I can't answer it. For this kind of thing, I have to ask a special teacher to look at it. I can help him find a teacher, but I'm thinking about one thing-is he worth it?" worth helping."

An Ran reminded: "Don't let him get too close to you, if one day he turns against him and sells some information to the media, he will be asking for trouble."

"He dare not." Zhong Kaifan said firmly, "Lu Chen can't be so stupid."

Hearing what Zhong Kaifan said, An Ran felt a little relieved, "That's fine, you can figure it out and keep it just in case. A Yuan will be participating in the finals in a few weeks, so let him work with peace of mind."

"En." Zhong Kaifan responded.

"Are you coming then? I heard from Li Meng that A Yuan left a ticket for you."

Although he agreed to Lin Yuan last time, Zhong Kaifan was still a little hesitant at this time and asked, "Isn't it good for me to go?"

An Ran said matter-of-factly: "It's really not good, but it's okay as long as you don't have direct contact on the surface. After all, no one knows you." She looked at the notepad, which contained the artist's detailed itinerary, and A Yuan was overwhelmed. On that page, she continued: "Come if you are free, and I will arrange a relatively secluded place, which can be considered as a solution to A Yuan's worries. Aunt Song has been ill for the past few years, and his mood and career have always been a problem. If you are at a low point, let's just accompany him. I will consider other aspects."

"Okay." With that said, Zhong Kaifan hung up the phone.

This weekend afternoon, Zhong Kaifan took time to visit Lu Chen's school. He was in the studio, the air smelled of paint, and the floor was covered with manuscript paper. There were unfinished sketches and some finished coloring, but... ... Zhong Kaifan is not sure whether the painted one is called a finished product.

"Are you here?" Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lu Chen poked his head out from the left side of the drawing board, holding a pencil in his right hand, and the place near his little finger was rubbed black.

Zhong Kaifan gave an 'hmm', walked behind him, and stared at the messy lines on the drawing board.

Lu Chen was a little uncomfortable: "You, just find a place to sit."

Zhong Kaifan was sitting on a high stool beside him. In midsummer, the studio was relatively cool. He was wearing an off-white shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows and black casual trousers. He looked handsome and relaxed.

Against the fine and green banyan leaves, the cicadas outside the window are calling tirelessly.Such an afternoon time reminds Zhong Kaifan of the time when he was with Lin Yuan many years ago, when he was so quiet, full, and happy that he couldn't bear to sleep soundly.

There was a rustling sound in the room, and Lu Chen pulled Zhong Kaifan back to his thoughts: "How long can you stay today?" He remembered that Zhong Kaifan was usually very busy, except for work. When he thought of this, he suddenly felt that the person named Lin Yuan Fortunately, Zhong Kaifan took time out of his busy schedule to come here.

Zhong Kaifan came to his senses: "I'll take a few paintings away, and you can tidy them up as soon as possible." Thinking of this, he looked at his watch and seemed to find it a little troublesome: "You could have sent it to me by express."

Lu Chen scolded him angrily: "The courier is ruined after it's delivered, you thought it was bound?" He smiled maliciously at this point: "You can pay me to bind it for me."

Zhong Kaifan glanced at him lightly: "Isn't it good to be alive, I have to go crazy on the verge of death."

After saying this, the air seemed to freeze. Lu Chen remembered the scene when he was slapped by Shu Ye last time, and felt that Zhong Kaifan was... very difficult to provoke. The corners of his mouth twitched twice, but he held back after thinking about it .

Last time it was my own bad luck, who knew that Shu Ye was waiting for him under the dormitory that day.

After a while, Zhong Kaifan saw Lu Chen carrying a cardboard box over. It was as big as an old-fashioned TV set in size alone. He leaned over and took a look. The album was wrapped in plastic paper, and there were shelves between the paintings. Stacks neatly in the case.

Zhong Kaifan frowned: "So much?"

Lu Chen ignored his complaints, moved lightly, slowly put away the wrapping paper, and closed the lid of the carton.He found scotch tape, and there was a sound of "stinging, stinging" in the air, and he sealed the carton with two or three clicks.

Lu Chen clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Okay, that's all for now."

Zhong Kaifan asked: "Need to be so careful?"

"Of course, oil paintings are not easy to preserve,

If it is placed in a humid or exposed place, the pigment will deteriorate or even fall off, which will affect the viewing effect of the entire painting.These paintings were painted by me half a year ago. They have been painted with varnish. After sealing the box, I used three layers of paper—sulfuric acid paper, plastic paper, and wrapping paper. "Speaking of which, Lu Chen restrained his usual sloppiness, and his face was full of seriousness, "After you take it out, you should pay attention to dustproof, moistureproof and insectproof. If there is dust, use a soft brush or soft cloth to wipe it gently..."

The more Zhong Kaifan heard it, the more he felt heavy. He felt that the matter was very troublesome. He had already started to regret it. When he met someone like Lu Chen, he really lost his wife and lost his army.

But since it came, Zhong Kaifan took the cardboard box patiently, "Okay, I'll give you an answer as soon as possible."

Hearing what Zhong Kaifan said, Lu Chen was a little embarrassed: "Actually, there is no need to rush, you are usually very busy."

Zhong Kaifan calmed down a bit, he didn't expect that Lu Chen would think in another way, maybe he was so serious because of something that was very precious to him.Thinking of this, Zhong Kaifan spoke calmly: "I'll find a special teacher to help you read it, and I'll let you know the result."

Before leaving, Zhong Kaifan was a little curious, and turned around and asked: "Isn't that girl also a professional of yours? Didn't you ask her father to help you look at the works?"

Lu Chen's face became cold, and he turned his face to look out the window, as if he was holding back something, before he said after a while: "The teacher said that I have no future in painting like this, no one will like it, and don't get close to his daughter again."

Zhong Kaifan suddenly understood that this was probably the reason why they were not together. He thought of An Ran's complaints. Even though the scripts were ever-changing, ideas emerged endlessly, and marriage and love in the world were hindered. It's embarrassing.

But Zhong Kaifan has enough troubles, and young people should worry about young people's affairs.He hugged the heavy cardboard box, left the studio silently, raised his head, the avenue was covered with the sun, cicadas were heard one after another, and the sun was so bright that one wanted to take out a glass jar for storage.

Worry is trouble, as long as there is vigorous vitality and endless time, all obstacles are nothing.

He was quite envious of Lu Chen, who was still so young.

Thinking of this, Zhong Kaifan felt a burst of sadness in his heart. He and Lin Yuan also had such a good time. How come, in the blink of an eye, we are getting closer and closer to the watershed when we are 30 years old, and the responsibility and pressure can not be buffered on the shoulders. , Even thinking about it makes people feel that it is a sin.

These thoughts cannot be thought deeply, they will drag people in like a black hole.

After that, Zhong Kaifan handed over these paintings to Xiao Zheng, and asked his acquaintance, Mr. Hou Taining, to have a look. Mr. Hou not only works in colleges and universities, but also serves as a review committee member of Chinese arts and crafts masters.Xiao Zheng took his daughter Xiao Shiyu to see Mr. Hou's art exhibition before, so he knew him somewhat.

Xiao Zheng later said: "Teacher Hou is quite busy, so I may have to reply later."

Zhong Kaifan said: "It's okay, don't worry about it for a while."

Let's put this matter on hold for now.

The acquisition of Huiding’s equity is still going on, the preliminary review results of the China Insurance Regulatory Commission have come out, Qirun Co., Ltd.’s funds are legal, Zhong Kaifan has won the opportunity to suspend trading, and the whole incident is in the stage of peace talks.Both parties are waiting and watching, and other shareholders are scrutinizing Duodu. After all, the essence of capital is to pursue interests. Even if they have cooperated for many years, Zhong Kaifan and Zhiling Co., Ltd. have always been on guard.

After all, backstabbing is not uncommon in business.

After entering August, Zhong Kaifan's workload lightened a little bit, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly, and basically devoted his time and energy to work.When he was busy, he didn't have much time to contact Lin Yuan. Fortunately, he was busy with the competition.

As a person grows up, the responsibilities on his shoulders increase, the proportion of affection and love is gradually diluted, and the heart becomes more and more restrained.When I was young, my emotions were hot and turbulent, and time passed by like a stream, slowly grinding away the edges and corners of river stones.When the time is quiet, facing the emptiness and loneliness of the room, the love in my heart gradually changes from a sea of ​​fire to a match in the darkness.

The temperature is just right, not too much, one is enough to illuminate the heart.

The love of adults is restrained and heavy.

The time for the hip-hop finals has been set, on August 8th, the scene

The live broadcast happened to be Sunday.

Xiao Shiyu had already had summer vacation, and she was finally freed from her heavy studies before school started. She excitedly called Zhong Kaifan: "Brother Kaifan, will you go with us?"

Zhong Kaifan was pouring coffee, and his voice was soothing: "Didn't your father want to go with you?"

Xiao Shiyu lowered his voice: "You go too, he is old-fashioned!"

"Shi Yu—" Xiao Zheng's voice came faintly from the other end of the phone.

Zhong Kaifan couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I'll go with you, but I want to declare in advance that you have to finish your homework first."

Xiao Shiyu said eagerly: "I've finished writing a long time ago, and I'm just waiting for the summer vacation to go out and play."

Having said that, Zhong Kaifan, Xiao Zheng and his daughter arrived in Shanghai one day earlier, taking advantage of the weekend break.

Knowing that Zhong Kaifan was in Shanghai, An Ran called and asked, "Aren't you going to say hello to A Yuan?"

Zhong Kaifan seldom had time to relax, and his tone was calm: "Don't bother to mention it to him, let it be if you don't ask him, let him prepare for the competition with peace of mind." He remembered that when Lin Yuan was dancing, he would be nervous when he saw himself standing aside, especially in the finals , he hopes that Lin Yuan can play normally.

A smooth race is more important than anything else.

An Ran smiled: "You are considerate of everything." Then, she asked again: "How is Aunt Song recently?"

"It's okay, I heard some news about the transplant recently, and I have to wait for the hospital's reply." Zhong Kaifan said calmly.

"Aren't you going out for a walk? Shanghai is actually quite fun."

Zhong Kaifan said with a smile, "Hey, it's better to catch up on sleep when I have time. I lack sleep every day."