i might be a fake gay

Hang Yusi vaguely heard someone urging Liang Dong to come on stage, "You are busy first, I won't bother you, Baibai" immediately cut off the call, threw the phone on the bed and let out a long sigh. This kind of young couple is afraid of being caught. The honeydew feeling is all about.

Liang Dong's mood immediately turned bad when he heard "beep—" in his ear, and he wanted to stand up and get angry at others, but in the end he held back and almost didn't smile during the interview.Liang Dong knows that his anxiety can only be controlled as much as possible, but he can't control himself every time. Once or twice, others will tell you to play big cards.

He also actively cooperates with treatment and takes medicine to suppress his emotions and try his best to control his emotions. The psychiatrist advised him to stop working and rest, but he couldn't do it. When he was free, he would think wildly, and the more he thought about it, the worse it became.

He will calm down only when he sees Hang Yusi, not only because he loves Hang Yusi, but also because Hangyu Si has a relaxed aura in him.

Liang Dong knew that Hang Yu Si had opened an art exhibition, so he decided to book the exhibition for a few days, so he could go to see the paintings anytime, and maybe have a romantic encounter with Yu Si.

Liang Dong had this idea and immediately put it into action. Hang Yusi went to the art exhibition in the afternoon and there was no one there. Black question mark face? ? ?

When he was in a mess in the wind, a lady sweeping the floor passed by: "Oh, it's been an afternoon and finally a young man came. I heard from the aunt that you should not waste money in the future. These art paintings are not good-looking and expensive. Take them." It’s almost like spending money to buy delicious food.”

Hang Yusi forced a smile: "Auntie, these are all art."

The aunt smiled: "Hey, you know art at a young age. Auntie is going to mop the floor and you can appreciate art slowly."

Hang Yusi hurriedly called the ticket seller, "Why is the art exhibition of the army empty all afternoon?"

"A local tyrant bought all the tickets for these few days." There were sold out signs on the ticket windows.

"Who is it?" Such a rich person actually booked the venue, even for a few days at once.

"I don't know, it seems to be Liang."

"Couldn't it happen to be Liang Dong?"

Da Jun: "Yes, yes, this is the boss."

Hang Yusi immediately called Liang Dong, "Master, what do you want?" Liang Dong said that he was coming in to find you at the entrance of the art exhibition.

Hang Yusi was so angry that he rushed to the door and grabbed Liang Dong by the collar and questioned: "You refund the ticket immediately, and I will spare you."

Liang Dong leaned against him, "Then give me a kiss."

"No way" Hang Yusi despises him, if the tiger doesn't show his power, do you think he is a kitten!

"Don't refund the ticket to me, you can continue to sell." Liang Dong rested his head on his hair.

Hang Yusi refused: "I'll call you back in a few days, don't do this in the future." He was a little sullen, "Give me back the former Liang Dong."

Hang Yusi was just joking, but Liang Donghui really restrained his smile, "Liang Dong, who used to smile at everyone, has long since died. When I was young, I tried my best to please everyone at home and pretended to be a good brother." The appearance of a good son is because I am an illegitimate child."

Hang Yusi stayed where he was, he heard something just now, "You are an illegitimate child?!"

"Yes, but now I don't need to please everyone anymore. You haven't seen the faces of those people after I gained power, and you can't wait to kneel down and lick my shoes, saying that I understand you and you understand me are all fake." Liang Dong told him.

"But I... I also like the way you used to be."

Liang Dong held Hang Yu Si affectionately: "You are different, Yu Si, you are the first person I really care about, and I never forget you for a moment."

"Give me some time, please?" Hang Yusi lowered his head. "Isn't five years enough?" Liang Dong looked at him with grief in his eyes.

"It's been five years since I got out of the shadow of Bai Jiao, and I never thought that you would still be waiting for me at the same place." Liang Dong was still that Liang Dong, and he was as good to Hang Yusi as ever, with the love in his palm.But he still hesitated, he was afraid, afraid of repeating the tragedy.

Liang Dong seemed to see Hang Yusi's hesitation, and persuaded softly: "It's okay, think about it slowly, I'll wait for you at the same place."

Hang Yusi asked him, "What do you like about me, I don't understand."

"If I knew what I like about you, I wouldn't have to wait here forever." Liang Dong didn't know what's so good about Hang Yusi. For the past five years, he was alone in his thoughts and dreams. Yu Sishi was a young master from a rich family who insisted on acting in a group, and was later rejected by him with a cold face, but now he is a Wenrunsi person.

"I thought I would gradually forget it too, but the first time I saw you five years later, those memories came back like flowing water. I realized that it seems that you are the only one I care about or like."

"If you don't come back, I might really choose to forget about you and start over, but thank God you still came back to me."

Hang Yusi almost wondered if Liang Dong's love words had already been filled up, every word he said softened his chest: "Let me think again."

Liang Dong was willing to wait, and was willing to wait for Hang Yu Si to give an answer.

On the last day of the art exhibition, even if it was a weekend, few people came to see it.Hang Yusi slowly shuttled through different exhibition halls, checking whether these paintings were in their positions, and said goodbye to these paintings after today.

An old man over half a century old in a Tang suit stood firmly in front of a painting, not moving for a long time.Hang Yusi felt a little strange, there were old people coming to the art exhibition, but it was rare for them to look at a painting for so long.He had finished checking the exhibition hall, but the old man still didn't take his eyes off the painting.It's not that I can't walk anymore, I need help.

Hang Yusi stepped forward and asked with concern: "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's okay, I just think this painting looks familiar." The old man's eyes were full of nostalgia.

familiar?But this painting is the work of the teacher, so is it possible that this person knows his teacher? "Do you know SmithDavid?" This is the full name of his teacher. If he really knows him, he will definitely respond.

The old man turned his head and looked at him a few times, "You are a staff member."

"Yes, I am."

The old man turned back to look at the painting again, as if he couldn't finish it, "That old man still likes to let his paintings out."

Hang Yusi was stunned, "Do you know the professor?" Could this be the teacher's old friend?

"Yes, his ears are very big. I always laugh at them." The old man replied, and asked again: "Why do you call him a professor? Aren't you a staff member?"

"I'm a staff member and the organizer of this exhibition. My name is Hang Yusi."

The old man suddenly became excited, turned around and carefully observed the person standing in front of him, "Are you Hang Yusi?"

"I'm."

The old man was still very excited, "He called me and said he was going to hold an art exhibition in the imperial capital, but he couldn't make it up, and handed it over to his apprentice. His name is Hang Yusi, and I can come over to see how the art exhibition is going when I have time. Sample."

Hang Yusi was a little skeptical, is it really such a coincidence?The teacher said that there is only one old friend who also lives in the imperial capital of China. His name is. "Is it convenient for Fang to ask, your name?"

"Xu Qingshi." After speaking, the old man took out a business card from his waist pocket and handed it to him.

Xu Qingshi? !It's really him, one of the most famous Chinese painting masters in China, who is best at flower and bird painting.To describe the spirit with form, both form and spirit.

Hang Yusi apologized to him, "I'm sorry, old man, this junior really has blind eyes."

"Don't apologize to me, you didn't offend me." The old man waved his hand kindly.

He didn't quite understand one thing, "Mr., since you went abroad to study Western painting with your teacher, why did you become a master of Chinese painting after you returned to China?"

"By coincidence, my teacher Huang Jia took a fancy to me and accepted me as a student. I was able to achieve what I am today by teaching the essence of Chinese painting." Xu Qingshi explained that when a painting by the lake happened to be seen by an old Chinese painting senior, they chatted with each other. He got up, and was later accepted into the sect, and only then is today's legendary story.

Xu Qingshi was quite satisfied with Hang Yusi's attitude towards people and things, and chatted with him, "David asked me, you are very talented, and asked me if I would accept you as a student."

"But I'm already the teacher's disciple, so I can't be your student anymore." Hang Yusi hastily refused. He will be a teacher for a day and be a teacher for life. He still understands this shallow truth. He has already recognized Smith as his teacher. You can no longer worship other people as teachers.

Xu Qingshi laughed loudly, and looked at Hang Yusi with approving eyes, "Sure enough, you are David's student, but you may have misunderstood, I didn't accept you as an apprentice. You just learned something from me. Strictly speaking, I am just an ordinary teacher, and I have no plans to accept any more apprentices."

Hang Yusi thought about it and agreed.If he intends to develop painting in China for a long time, it is best to choose the section of Chinese painting. The professor has paved the way for him, and he has no reason not to agree.The person in front of him is still a master of traditional Chinese painting, so he has no reason not to learn this art.

"Thank you Mr. Xu, please give me more advice in the future."

Xu Qingshi gave Hang Yusi an address, "Come to me next Monday. You don't need to bring any tools, just come empty-handed."

"Okay, I see, old man, go slowly."

Xu Qingshi continued to walk to other exhibition halls to watch. Hang Yusi grabbed the small piece of paper in his hand and tried to stabilize his mind. Today's luck is really good, he picked up a Chinese painting teacher.