I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]
Chapter 17 So fucking ironic
The surrogate driver arrived a little later, Guan Ling rushed to the front and said, "Master, let's go to the University City first."
Liang Ze looked at him, "Are you still open at night?"
Guan Ling almost thought of going wrong, and it took him two seconds to realize that he was talking about the studio, and replied, "I live in the shop."
"20 is enough to find a decent house." Liang Ze said.
Guan Ling smiled, "The store rent is quite expensive, so save as much as you can."
Liang Ze didn't follow the conversation, but turned the topic to the other side, "You know Cheng Fei."
Not a question, but a statement of fact.
"The paintings in your shop are all dusty, the shop assistant is so careless, I'm afraid he's a fake fan." Liang Ze said.
Liang Ze may not even remember which street in the university town Guan Ling's shop is located in, but Guan Ling is quite surprised by how meticulously he observes the situation in the shop.
Guan Ling didn't know why Liang Ze brought up the name Cheng Fei at this time, and he didn't have the time to think about it. He shook his head and said, "I really don't know Zhang Ping. It's just the little girl you saw in the shop at noon," Guan Ling said. , "She is his fan."
Liang Ze didn't say anything more, but he didn't move his eyes away from Guan Ling's face, as if he was trying to discern the truth of his words from his facial expressions. After a long time, Liang Ze withdrew his gaze and asked a question that Guan Ling was caught off guard. "You said she had a painting signed by Cheng Fei."
How could Guan Ling know if Zhang Ping had that thing? At that time, he lied casually because of the situation. No one would take this kind of words to heart at all. How could Liang Ze really remember it? Look interested.
Without waiting for Guan Ling's answer, Liang Ze thought to himself, "Be a middleman and buy it for me, and she can set the price whatever you want."
These words are like a bomb with a fuze, much more powerful than the previous two questions, directly blowing Guan Ling's brain so that he has no time to react, the expression on his face is dull, and the doubts in his throat hardly pass through his brain Ban rushed out, "Why did you buy his paintings?"
Liang Ze glanced at him, "This is none of your business."
"To preserve value?" Guan Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth, loosening his stiff expression a little, and then a faint and almost mocking smile appeared on the corners of his eyes, "His fame can only be regarded as a newcomer in the art circle, even if The painting of a dead person can be appreciated in value according to the fame of that person in his lifetime, but that kind of death that can’t be put on the table may have exhausted the fame that he had accumulated so hard. Now his paintings I'm afraid no one will want to give it away for free, but you still pay a lot of money to buy it, what are you trying to do?"
Liang Ze looked at him amusedly, squinted his eyes, "For fun, the most important thing I need is money."
Guan Ling was taken aback, and then realized that the tone of his words just now was a bit abrupt, and he said with the corners of his mouth, "I really don't understand you rich people."
"I don't quite understand you," Liang Ze said. "When I shouldn't interrupt at the wine table, I spoke for a painter I didn't know, and now I belittle him. Your attitude should be seen among young people. It's called...following the trend? Right?"
Guan Ling explained, "I didn't know the facts before..."
"Then what should the facts be?" Liang Ze said, "Should he be as modest and polite as your clerk said, or be like the two gentlemen in suits and ties on the wine table who dictated other people's private lives?" ?”
Guan Ling was stunned, and Liang Ze continued, "None of us know what the truth is, including those sensationalists in the media. It will not have any influence on his paintings. Those who understand painting will only focus on the works, and only those who are illiterate and extremely superficial will use a person's private life as the criterion for judging the quality of his works. "
Guan Ling stared at Liang Ze in a daze. The man in front of him had a serious face, his brows were cold and his lips were tightly pursed, like an angry youth who stood up for justice for those who died unjustly.He didn't expect that Liang Ze would be so excited because he said something bad about Cheng Fei, and he didn't expect that after Cheng Fei's death, he would be the first person to speak up for him.
How fucking ironic.
Bar Street is not far from the university town, and it’s only four or five kilometers with a full taxi. Cayenne turned around the corner and entered Wenchang Road. The driving driver slowed down and turned to ask him, “On the left is the Teacher’s College and on the right is the Academy of Fine Arts, where do you go, little brother? "
The officer recovered his senses, turned his face and glanced out through the window, he had already passed by, and he should get off at the last intersection.
"Pull over," Guan Ling said, "I'm here."
The master turned the steering wheel and parked the car at the intersection. Guan Ling opened the door and felt a lot more secure when he stepped on the ground with one foot. He turned his head and smiled at Liang Ze behind him, "Mr. I have stayed abroad for too long, and I probably don’t know much about the domestic environment. In fact, many people and things are not that complicated. What people can see with their eyes and hear with their ears is the truth.” After finishing speaking, he stood up and stood up. Getting up, before closing the car door, he bent down and poked half his head in, and said to Liang Ze who still had a cold face, "But if Mr. Liang really likes it, I'm definitely willing to be the middleman, please wait for my good news. "
Standing at the intersection, Guan Ling watched Cayenne disappear at the intersection on the right before letting out a sigh of relief, it was so dangerous.
Guan Ling turned around and walked back, patting his chest funny while walking, just for a moment, his heart almost softened because of Liang Ze's actions.
Liang Ze looked at him, "Are you still open at night?"
Guan Ling almost thought of going wrong, and it took him two seconds to realize that he was talking about the studio, and replied, "I live in the shop."
"20 is enough to find a decent house." Liang Ze said.
Guan Ling smiled, "The store rent is quite expensive, so save as much as you can."
Liang Ze didn't follow the conversation, but turned the topic to the other side, "You know Cheng Fei."
Not a question, but a statement of fact.
"The paintings in your shop are all dusty, the shop assistant is so careless, I'm afraid he's a fake fan." Liang Ze said.
Liang Ze may not even remember which street in the university town Guan Ling's shop is located in, but Guan Ling is quite surprised by how meticulously he observes the situation in the shop.
Guan Ling didn't know why Liang Ze brought up the name Cheng Fei at this time, and he didn't have the time to think about it. He shook his head and said, "I really don't know Zhang Ping. It's just the little girl you saw in the shop at noon," Guan Ling said. , "She is his fan."
Liang Ze didn't say anything more, but he didn't move his eyes away from Guan Ling's face, as if he was trying to discern the truth of his words from his facial expressions. After a long time, Liang Ze withdrew his gaze and asked a question that Guan Ling was caught off guard. "You said she had a painting signed by Cheng Fei."
How could Guan Ling know if Zhang Ping had that thing? At that time, he lied casually because of the situation. No one would take this kind of words to heart at all. How could Liang Ze really remember it? Look interested.
Without waiting for Guan Ling's answer, Liang Ze thought to himself, "Be a middleman and buy it for me, and she can set the price whatever you want."
These words are like a bomb with a fuze, much more powerful than the previous two questions, directly blowing Guan Ling's brain so that he has no time to react, the expression on his face is dull, and the doubts in his throat hardly pass through his brain Ban rushed out, "Why did you buy his paintings?"
Liang Ze glanced at him, "This is none of your business."
"To preserve value?" Guan Ling tugged at the corners of his mouth, loosening his stiff expression a little, and then a faint and almost mocking smile appeared on the corners of his eyes, "His fame can only be regarded as a newcomer in the art circle, even if The painting of a dead person can be appreciated in value according to the fame of that person in his lifetime, but that kind of death that can’t be put on the table may have exhausted the fame that he had accumulated so hard. Now his paintings I'm afraid no one will want to give it away for free, but you still pay a lot of money to buy it, what are you trying to do?"
Liang Ze looked at him amusedly, squinted his eyes, "For fun, the most important thing I need is money."
Guan Ling was taken aback, and then realized that the tone of his words just now was a bit abrupt, and he said with the corners of his mouth, "I really don't understand you rich people."
"I don't quite understand you," Liang Ze said. "When I shouldn't interrupt at the wine table, I spoke for a painter I didn't know, and now I belittle him. Your attitude should be seen among young people. It's called...following the trend? Right?"
Guan Ling explained, "I didn't know the facts before..."
"Then what should the facts be?" Liang Ze said, "Should he be as modest and polite as your clerk said, or be like the two gentlemen in suits and ties on the wine table who dictated other people's private lives?" ?”
Guan Ling was stunned, and Liang Ze continued, "None of us know what the truth is, including those sensationalists in the media. It will not have any influence on his paintings. Those who understand painting will only focus on the works, and only those who are illiterate and extremely superficial will use a person's private life as the criterion for judging the quality of his works. "
Guan Ling stared at Liang Ze in a daze. The man in front of him had a serious face, his brows were cold and his lips were tightly pursed, like an angry youth who stood up for justice for those who died unjustly.He didn't expect that Liang Ze would be so excited because he said something bad about Cheng Fei, and he didn't expect that after Cheng Fei's death, he would be the first person to speak up for him.
How fucking ironic.
Bar Street is not far from the university town, and it’s only four or five kilometers with a full taxi. Cayenne turned around the corner and entered Wenchang Road. The driving driver slowed down and turned to ask him, “On the left is the Teacher’s College and on the right is the Academy of Fine Arts, where do you go, little brother? "
The officer recovered his senses, turned his face and glanced out through the window, he had already passed by, and he should get off at the last intersection.
"Pull over," Guan Ling said, "I'm here."
The master turned the steering wheel and parked the car at the intersection. Guan Ling opened the door and felt a lot more secure when he stepped on the ground with one foot. He turned his head and smiled at Liang Ze behind him, "Mr. I have stayed abroad for too long, and I probably don’t know much about the domestic environment. In fact, many people and things are not that complicated. What people can see with their eyes and hear with their ears is the truth.” After finishing speaking, he stood up and stood up. Getting up, before closing the car door, he bent down and poked half his head in, and said to Liang Ze who still had a cold face, "But if Mr. Liang really likes it, I'm definitely willing to be the middleman, please wait for my good news. "
Standing at the intersection, Guan Ling watched Cayenne disappear at the intersection on the right before letting out a sigh of relief, it was so dangerous.
Guan Ling turned around and walked back, patting his chest funny while walking, just for a moment, his heart almost softened because of Liang Ze's actions.
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