what's weird

After coming out of the hospital, it was already dark, and Gu Yizhi strolled on the street boredly.

The night in November is already cool, and the big trees on both sides of the road have lost their leaves, but this does not detract from the excitement of the pedestrian street commercial area at all.The shops are brightly lit, and brightly dressed young girls walk in groups of twos and threes, always carrying shopping bags in their hands.There are people chatting and resting on the chairs, the promo staff dressed in cute dolls distribute leaflets to passers-by from time to time, and the unpretentious but simple singing of street singers echoes in the night sky.

There was a circle of people in the square, and there were exclamations from time to time. Gu Yizhi glanced there, and walked over curiously to see what happened.

A slender figure in a white knee-length robe stood with his back facing him, his long hair was tied behind his head, and the hem of his clothes fluttered in the night wind. He was holding a palette and paintbrush in his hand, and his wrists were undulating, as if he was drawing something .

Most of the onlookers were girls, all of them had sparkling eyes, as if they could burst out with love, Gu Yizhi didn't understand, what kind of painting could make them so nympho?

The drawing of that person seemed to be almost finished, and he was in the process of finishing touches. Gu Yizhi heard two girls beside him discussing in a low voice how to strike up a conversation and how to get a phone call. Could it be that what they saw was not the painting, but this person?

Gu Yizhi couldn't help but take a second look.

The painter seems to be quite thin, wearing a white retro-style gown, which makes him appear to be slender and elegant, with a few strands of hair dancing lightly in the wind, full of a worldly and refined atmosphere.

...Male and female?

There was a big question mark on Gu Yizhi's forehead.

His artistic talent is even zero. He belongs to the kind of person who can't tell the difference between watercolor and gouache, and who sings and can drive others away. He is here to watch people's paintings purely for fun, and he doesn't even see what they are painting. , but was still aroused by the bursts of exclamation from the girls around.

Really so good-looking?

Just when he was hesitating whether to go around to see the true face of Mount Lu, a panicked voice came: "Someone is robbing! Catch the thief!"

A figure rushed into the crowd of onlookers, knocked over the easel, and ran away without looking back.

"Stop!" Gu Yizhi chased after him without thinking.

There is a lot of traffic in the square, there are many steps and greenery, the thief rampages, the pedestrians are frightened by him and dodge again and again, seeing that they are about to run to the road, Gu Yizhi is heartbroken, stepping up the flower bed with momentum, flying to the ground. To the thief on the steps, the two slammed into each other and rolled down the steps.

The thief was thrown dizzily, Gu Yizhi clasped his hands behind his back and pressed him firmly under his body.The owner rushed out from the crowd, snatched back the bag on the ground, kicked the thief hard, saw the patrolling police who heard the news, ran up and said: "Mr. Police, he is the one who stole my bag! "

Gu Yizhi picked up the thief and threw it to them, and took out his police officer's ID to signal, and said, "I'll leave it to you."

"Thanks, brother." One of the patrolmen patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Bah! Bad luck!" The thief spat hard on the ground.

"Be honest with me!" The patrolman kicked him on the buttocks, turned to the owner and said, "Follow me back to the office to make a record."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The owner thanked Gu Yizhi gratefully, and walked with the patrolman to the police car parked not far away.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed. Gu Yizhi rubbed his sore elbow, saw a few scratches on it, and smiled wryly. It was really an old wound and a new one ah!

He walked towards the square and saw the man in the white shirt squatting on the ground to pack his things from a distance. The girls were all gone, and the paint easels were scattered all over the floor.Gu Yizhi felt a little sorry, and walked over to help him pick up the paintbrush on the ground. The man was stunned, and then raised his head and smiled at him.

His white gown was stained with color, but he still didn't look embarrassed at all. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, like the morning sun at dawn, suddenly illuminating the entire night sky.

Gu Yizhi had never seen such a beautiful person, and he was a man.

He doesn't seem to be very old, he looks in his 20s, his fair skin is as delicate as bone china under the bright lights of the square, his eyebrows are slender, and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised. When Gu Yizhi saw him taking the brush, he couldn't help thinking Then the words "finger like green onions" appeared.

You must know that he is a scumbag who is at the bottom of the cultural class every day, and it is not easy to search for this idiom in his stomach.

"Thank you." Fang Yubai nodded and smiled.

"Your clothes..." Although he didn't cause it, Gu Yizhi still felt very sorry.

"Take it as an artistic creation." Fang Yubai glanced at it and said.

Gu Yizhi helped him set up the easel, and seeing the finished painting, the black like splashed ink faintly reveals blue-gray, the bright moon hangs high, dotted with stars, just a few strokes, but it makes people feel a There is a very penetrating tranquility, even a layman like him can't help but sigh: "You draw really well!"

"Then I'll give it to you." Fang Yubai said with a smile.

"Ah?" Gu Yizhi was taken aback.

"A reward for being brave." Fang Yubai walked over and wrote his name on the canvas, then took the painting down and handed it to him.

"No, no, no." Gu Yizhi waved his hand and said.

"Don't you like it?" A trace of sadness flashed in Fang Yubai's eyes.

"Of course not, what I mean is that it is my duty to catch the thief, and you are not the owner, how could I ask for such an expensive gift." Gu Yizhi quickly explained.

"Are you a policeman?" Fang Yubai asked in surprise.

"That's why I can't ask for it." Gu Yizhi said.

"Why don't you do me a favor, and take this painting as a thank you gift." Fang Yubai said.

"Ah? What?" Gu Yizhi asked casually.

"Tomorrow I'm going to take a few students to Huating Mountain to take pictures. They are all ten-year-old children. I'm worried that my assistant and I will not be able to take care of them. Can you help me take care of them?" Fang Yubai asked expectantly.

Gu Yizhi was a little hesitant. Tomorrow was the weekend, and he was not assigned to be on duty because of his arm injury. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but he just wanted to take this free time to ask Feng Ze about his stiff behavior.

"I'm sorry, I made it difficult for others." Fang Yubai smiled, unable to hide the disappointment in his expression.

"You misunderstood, I just... okay, okay, I promise you." Gu Yizhi really couldn't see anyone showing such an expression.

"Then at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, we will wait for you at the bus stop on Taihua Road." Fang Yubai said happily.

"Okay." Gu Yizhi sighed inwardly, it seemed that he had to wait another day to find Feng Ze.

"See you tomorrow!" Fang Yubai waved at him, picked up his easel and left.

Gu Yizhi watched him disappear into the crowd, and then remembered the painting in his hand, and couldn't help but look down at the signature.

...Fang Yubai?

After returning home, the first thing Gu Yizhi did was to turn on the computer and search for information about Fang Yubai. He seldom paid attention to the news in this area. He only heard about the famous returnee painter’s name but did not see his face. The photo shown on the Internet is really the person he met at night!

How much is this painting worth?

Gu Yizhi entered "how much can Fang Yubai's paintings sell" in Baidu, and the auction house ranked first on the search page. He clicked in and saw the display link of Fang Yubai's works in the most prominent place on the homepage. Click The development directly jumped out of the work details box. He squinted his eyes and carefully counted the long string of zeros on it, almost jumping out of his chair in fright.

Starting price... 26?

For this painting alone, he can't save the money without eating or drinking!

Gu Yizhi quickly picked up the painting from the ground, put it on the table for a while, and put it next to the bed for a while, anyway, it doesn't fit anywhere, so I wish I could wrap it in plastic wrap.

Just to help look after the child, it's too unkind to take such a valuable thing from others, right?

No, I must find a chance to return it to him!

The next day, Gu Yizhi got up early and arrived at the Taihua Road bus station before eight o'clock. A luxury tourist bus stopped by the side of the road. Fang Yubai and a young girl stood beside the bus, seeing He waved his hand and said hello: "I thought you wouldn't come."

How could he not come, you know he was tossing and turning all night because of that painting!Gu Yizhi smiled and said, "Fortunately, I'm not late. By the way, my name is Gu Yizhi."

"Yubai, is he your friend?" The young girl asked curiously.

"Yes. She is my assistant Xia Zhiqing." Fang Yubai briefly introduced the two of them.

"How can a friend not know his name?" Xia Zhiqing had an incomprehensible expression on her face.

"Yi Zhi will go to Huating Mountain with us today." Fang Yubai avoided the question and said directly.

"Wow, that's great!" Xia Zhiqing said happily, "I'm just worried about how to deal with those children, they will run around when they get into trouble, I can't stand it!"

Luxury cars came one after another on the road and stopped near the tourist bus. Xia Zhiqing was busy welcoming the children wearing famous brands, while Fang Yubai stood still, with a faint smile on his face, showing a sense of alienation.Gu Yizhi was a little strange, he seemed...not happy?

The children boarded the bus one after another with their easels on their backs. Xia Zhiqing stood at the door and shouted, "Yu Bai, the only one left is Mr. Wang's daughter who hasn't come yet!"

As soon as she finished speaking, three luxury cars whizzed by in the distance, and stopped at the side of the road at the same time. Four men in black clothes got out from the two Audi cars in the front and rear respectively. One of them opened the door of the Bentley car in the middle, and the other The little girl in a light yellow blouse and white gauze skirt stepped down and walked towards the tourist bus accompanied by eight bodyguards.

Xia Zhiqing greeted her with a smile on her face and said, "Le'an, you are here, everyone is waiting for you!"

Wang...Le'an? !

Gu Yizhi couldn't close his mouth in surprise, and asked, "Is she Wang Tongzhi's granddaughter?"

"Have you seen her?" Fang Yubai showed a surprised expression.

Of course, Gu Yizhi couldn't tell him about the little paper figurine. He never thought that he would meet the owner of the horoscope here.

Wang Le'an is very handsome, with fair skin, big eyes, a small braid, and a butterfly brooch pinned to his clothes. He looks as cute as a doll, but his expression is cold and there is no smile on his face. When he saw Fang Yubai, he bowed slightly and boarded the bus under the watchful eye of the bodyguards.

"Tell Mr. Wang, we will take good care of Le'an!" The car drove slowly. Xia Zhiqing stood by the door and waved to the bodyguards. Four bodyguards got into the Audi car and followed the bus leisurely.Xia Zhiqing was startled, she turned her head and said, "Yubai, they are here."

"Follow, just follow, aren't you worried that no one will take care of the children?" Fang Yubai flipped through a magazine and said.

"Sister Xia, come and sit here, here, here!" A little boy stood up and waved to Xia Zhiqing excitedly.

"Sit down, don't stand up, be careful!" Xia Zhiqing hurried over and said.

The children are all familiar characters, and they play together in a while.Gu Yizhi scanned around and found a total of seven or eight children, all happily singing and playing games around Xia Zhiqing. Only Wang Le'an was sitting alone by the window, looking out the window quietly, as if those joyful songs and laughing words were in harmony with her. It doesn't matter at all.