The Romance of a Young Painter

"I won! I won! I won!" Mitnick broke into Wen Ju'an's office excitedly.

"Should I say the important thing three times?" Wen Juan looked at You Zai's shaking door with a headache, and said, "Nick, I think you should learn to knock on the door before you come in. If this continues, the door of my office may be blocked by the accountant. It was removed from the company's list of fixed assets and changed to a consumable item."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, dear J." Mitnick didn't seem to be apologetic at all. He winked at Wen Juan and said, "Did you see the file I sent you? I can guarantee my Survey 100% accurate! I can't wait to share the win with you, and of course I don't mind at all if you cash in on your bet now."

"Yes, you deserve it." Wen Ju'an said.He neatly narrowed down the file window he was viewing, opened Station X in a specific way, then logged into his account and posted the post that Mitnick was thinking about.

Mitnick watched with satisfaction as Wen Juan set the font of the post to black and manually pinned it to the top with administrator privileges (in order to prevent the website from being turned into a kaleidoscope by these unreasonable guys, station X plaintext It is stipulated that no one can modify the title text in any form except blackening when posting), but he soon found that there was a gadget that was automatically deleted after more than five minutes hanging behind the post, and he knocked on the screen to count down the countdown in dissatisfaction position, asked: "What does this mean?"

"When I received your file, it was five minutes and 24 seconds before the 11 hours we agreed on, and this is the time when the post will be displayed," Wen Juan unobtrusively used a folder to separate Mitnick's hand knocking on the computer, "as Narrow winner, don’t you think this setting is reasonable? Or do you think it is something to be proud of to complete a challenge that is not considered the limit in 23 hours, 54 minutes and 49 seconds.”

"Uh..." Mitnick found that he couldn't refute. He scratched his head and said, "You seem to have a point in saying that," and then he quickly said passionately, "Dear J, please believe that this is only temporary. , my goal is to make the code name M an unsurpassable legend in station X, I will prepare for the next challenge right now, you just wait to accept it!"

Wen Juan poured cold water on it: "Nick, please don't forget that you are my employee at the same time, and you are still in charge of the technical part of Project D, pay attention to control the progress."

"You boring capitalist!" Mitnick left the office with unfinished business, completely unaware that he was a drifter from a capitalist country.

Wen Juan sent a message to his assistant to ask him to replace the door with a stronger one in his office in time, and then continued to read the message sent by Mitnick. The raw information obtained and the reasoning process.There was a recent photo of that person on the document, and the person on it was slightly similar to Zhou Nianjiu. Wen Juan carefully confirmed the text part again, and finally confirmed that this was the person he was looking for. The mother who used to be named Joyce and Zhou Nianjiu had A foreign man who had a relationship.

Wen Ju'an took off his glasses and stood up. According to what Mitnick found and the information he had collected before, he could almost infer the truth of what happened that year. It turned out that Zhou Nianjiu's life began very early. Already had an intersection with him, the two eventually became brothers, is this a coincidence?Or is it fate?

Wen Ju'an didn't believe in fate, but this time he felt that God was kind enough to him and gave him another home after he lost his family, which strengthened his heart to protect Zhou Nianjiu.

Zhou Nianjiu, who didn't know that his brother was still tracking down his biological father, was in the exhibition area of ​​an art center in Wudu. Time is here to appreciate what they think is the most valuable part, including Miller's unpublished work. Now it is the time for auction, and the artwork has been taken away, leaving only an empty exhibition area.

Zhou Nianjiu walked aimlessly. Shen Guangji, who was supposed to be with him at the auction site next door, went to the organizer's office because of something.After strolling around, he stopped in front of the place where Miller's paintings were hung before, and the previously unpublished works seemed to be still in front of him - a peasant woman stood quietly in the deep twilight, and the piles of crops had been harvested Beside her, she was no longer young, her body was hunched due to her hard work, her face had a faintly miserable expression, her eyes looked towards the horizon, where there was a glow that had not yet disappeared.

Suffering can be beautiful.

Zhou Nianjiu thought, what kind of mood did Miller paint this woman, and how did his brushstrokes capture the woman's heart?Is it just pure empathy, or does the woman's experience resonate with his own?If it takes personal experience to portray a picture of corresponding depth, then can I, who has never encountered suffering, only be limited to faithful reproductions and pale imaginations?

No, that’s not the case. There are thousands of roads, all of which lead to Rome—whether it’s painting or other things, it shouldn’t be such a narrow proposition.Thinking of this, Zhou Nianjiu's expression relaxed. He couldn't help but want to see Shen Guangji and share his experience with him, and listen to the other party's opinions. He walked briskly back to the scene.

When passing through a dedicated passage, he didn't notice that someone came out of it. When he was about to hit him, the other party grabbed him neatly and held his neck so that he couldn't lift his head. It hurts where I live.

"Well," Zhou Nianjiu struggled for a while and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

The man didn't answer and didn't let go, but a voice came from behind, with a pure Oxford accent: "Hua people?"

"Yes." Zhou Nianjiu frowned, "How long are you going to detain me? Is this the gentlemanly demeanor of people from E country?"

"Leo, let him go," the man ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Joyce." The lean man followed suit immediately.

Joyce?Zhou Nianjiu quickly raised his head after losing control, but he found that the other person had an oriental face, and he was at most in his early thirties.

Mr. Joyce was obviously taken aback when he saw Zhou Nianjiu's face clearly, but he quickly came back to his senses and said in Chinese: "Sorry, my bodyguard was too nervous, I apologize for his rudeness , I hope I can make amends for that.”

"No need." Zhou Nianjiu directly refused. Although he was young, this person had an aura of being in the upper class for a long time. Zhou Nianjiu didn't want to get entangled with this kind of person.

"Please believe in the sincerity of my apology," this Mr. Joyce took out a card from his business card holder and handed it to Zhou Nianjiu, "I will be in country E this week, if you encounter any problems here, you can call me. "

Zhou Nianjiu didn't answer, he said: "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't think there will be such a time." After speaking, he went back to the venue directly.

"It's an interesting coincidence." Mr. Joyce, who was rejected, put the business card back in his card holder with a calm expression, and said to the bodyguard, "Leo, I don't need your protection here, tell Steve for me, Just say that I will visit him tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Mr. Joyce." The bodyguard dutifully sent him to the parking lot, and then returned to his master alone.

When Zhou Nianjiu returned to the scene, Shen Guangji was already there.

"Where did you go just now?" Shen Guangji asked in a low voice.

"Go out and get some air," Zhou Nianjiu asked him, "When is it your turn to paint?"

Shen Guangji said: "The second round of auction is scheduled for tomorrow. There is nothing else to do next. Why don't we go first." He just got reliable news that Cahill's owner did not participate in this auction and wanted to meet He needed to find another opportunity, and he noticed that Zhou Nianjiu was obviously not interested in the auction itself, so he made this suggestion.

"Well, I just have something to tell you." Zhou Nianjiu, who was eager to share his experience with Shen Guangji, couldn't agree more.

Walking out of the venue, Shen Guangji suddenly pointed to a certain position on Zhou Nianjiu's neck, and said coldly, "What's going on here?"

Zhou Nianjiu was taken aback by his serious look, touched the point pointed at, and found that it was the place where the bodyguard held him down before, and now there was still some pain, probably from the mark left.He quickly said: "Just now I almost bumped into someone, and was detained by his bodyguards. Later, I found out that it was just a misunderstanding, and the person apologized, but this is already how it is here."

Shen Guangji touched those small red marks carefully.

That place seemed to be hurting more, Zhou Nianjiu shrunk his neck uncomfortably, which was obviously not the case when he was pressed hard just now.

Sensing his dodge, Shen Guangji stood up the collar of his shirt and said, "Leaving it alone like this will definitely cause bruises, let's go back to the hotel to deal with it first."

Although Shen Guangji didn't say anything, Zhou Nianjiu still felt the other person's displeasure from that sullen face. This kind of Shen Guangji was unfamiliar to him, but he felt it was real.He held Shen Guangji's hand that was straightening his collar, and said, "Are you worried about me?"

Shen Guangji saw his own reflection in Zhou Nianjiu's bright eyes. Is he really the one who can't maintain his usual gentle appearance?Is this person already nervous to such an extent that he can't keep calm even when he encounters a little accident, and it's still in such a public place.Shen Guangji sighed, then resigned himself to his fate and hugged his lover tightly, saying: "Yes, I am very worried about you, so don't leave my sight easily, even when I am not around, you must protect yourself, and don't get hurt again .”

Zhou Nianjiu felt the frequency of the other person's heartbeat, so she gently hugged him back and said, "I will."