The realm of burying the pen [Quick Transmigration]

The author has something to say: It's been a long time.

"After eating, let's go."

Gu Yu went downstairs and drank a cup of hot soy milk, ate two or three hot steamed buns, then began to run the martial art, ready to open the door and go out.

"Wait a minute," Tu Yangcai called to Gu Yu, then took a long cotton coat from the hanging closet by the door, and handed it to Gu Yu, "It's cold outside, put it on first, and then take it off when you get there. Shoes are also taken from the shoe cabinet." Pick a pair at random, carry yours first, and change them when you get to the place.”

After finishing speaking, Tu Yangcai took the painting tools for going out, opened the door first and went out.

Oh, it turns out that she really cares about people.

Gu Yu was surprised, put on his coat, changed his shoes, caught up with Tu Yangcai and shouted, "Thank you, boss, for your concern."

Tu Yangcai paused: "Boss is vulgar and ugly, please change his name."

It's really without exaggeration, Gu Yu slandered.

"Then can I call you a painter?" She didn't bother to think of other names.

"casual."

I can't say I'm satisfied, but 'Tu painter' is the name Tu Yangcai hears the most, so there's nothing to criticize.It's just that this name sounds somewhat ironic to her now.

Her work has created a new 'painter', but that artist is not herself.

Compared with being robbed of her fame, not being able to put her name on her works is the most difficult thing for her to let go of, but she has to blame for all this.

If she and her father hadn't gone to the art exhibition that day...

"Painter Tu, where are we going?"

Tu Yangcai fell silent suddenly, Gu Yu was afraid that the atmosphere would be embarrassing, so he started looking for something to say.

Tu Yangcai withdrew his thoughts and replied, "Go to the shed."

"Great shed? There are still greenhouses in the village?" Building a shed is not cheap for the villagers in this village.

"...It was built by kind people donating money."

What Tu Yangcai didn't say was that the kind-hearted person was the famous Tu Lin, so the villagers in this village were very grateful to Tu's family, and often sent her fresh vegetables.

Gu Yu let out a groan, and suddenly sensed something was wrong: "Go to the shed to take pictures?"

The shed doesn't match her attire at all!

"White snow, green vegetables and red skirt, don't you think it's great to mix in one picture?"

Gu Yu said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, it's great..." Can red and green be great?

When she knew that she would be drawn into the work by a talented painter, she was still a little happy for a while, but she didn't expect it to be a gaudy painting.

Following Tu Yangcai to leave the village, through the woods, after walking for nearly 10 minutes, a plastic greenhouse appeared in Gu Yu's field of vision.

The snow is white, the road is white, and even the greenhouse is white. In the whiteness, Gu Yu and Tu Yangcai, who are wearing black cotton coats, are particularly eye-catching.

Tu Yangcai installed the easel in a pavilion with a wide view and shelter from rain and snow outside the shed, and then took Gu Yu to the door of the shed directly in front of the pavilion, took out the key borrowed from the village chief, opened the door and said: "You can take off your clothes."

Gu Yu has black hair, she understands what Tu Yangcai means, but why does it sound so awkward?

Tu Yangcai didn't pay attention to Gu Yu's reaction, and went straight to the stools where the sundries were placed in the shed, unzipped the cotton coat, took off her coat and put it on one of the stools: "If you want to end sooner, please actively cooperate. "

"Design." Gu Yu also walked to Tu Yangcai and took off his coat, and asked curiously, "You have to take off your clothes when you are painting?"

Gu Yu has martial arts, which can resist the cold no matter how thin the clothes are or how cold the weather is.

But Tu Yangcai is an ordinary person who looks frail. After she took off her coat, all she had left was a beige turtleneck sweater, and there was no heating outside the shed. Gu Yu even felt that Tu Yangcai would be blown down by the wind as soon as she got out of the shed.

"Light and simple, more efficient."

Tu Yangcai doesn't like to wear too thick clothes when painting, and always feels that it will affect the fluency of her brush, even in the severe winter and snowy days.

"... Oh." Don't faint from the cold and let her carry it back.

"I'm going to the pavilion, quickly change your shoes and get into shape." Tu Yangcai turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait, wait!" Gu Yu hurriedly stopped Tu Yangcai, "What should I do? I mean... where do I need to stand and pose?"

The mannequins in her impression did not seem to work in such a situation, although she did not have any experience as a model.

"Standing at the door with your back facing the outside, your legs are always in the posture of getting ready to walk into the shed." Tu Yangcai went to the door and demonstrated again, "You can raise your hand when you are tired from standing, but if I don't come over, it means you can't do it yet rest."

After speaking, Tu Yangcai walked out of the shed.

"It seems quite simple."

Gu Yu relaxed, put on high heels, imitated Tu Yangcai's demonstration just now, and stood at the entrance of the shed keeping his legs one in front of the other.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Yu's legs, who were facing a shed of green vegetables alone, began to become sore and weak, and his eyelids began to fight.

She raised her hand, but she put it down and waited for a minute or two when no one came over. She sighed and then stood still: "I take back what I just said, this job is not easy at all..."

"correct!"

Gu Yu thought about it, and came up with a coup that can not only maintain the current posture, but also relieve boredom - use the sense word formula to cut off the connection with the surroundings, and perceive the lives of other people at the moment.

"Tu Yangcai can't see my expression, so it's fine if I close my eyes."

The more Gu Yu thought about it, the more he realized that it was feasible, and immediately closed his eyes and began to use the sense formula.

The word sense tactic can only be used on people who Gu Yu knows the name, appearance or identity, and the target person cannot be selected. Gu Yu weighed it and chose Tu Yangzhang from Zhen Xia, Xue Ying and Tu Yangzhang to carry out the test. perception.

Coincidentally, Tu Yangzhang usually sleeps soundly under the warm blanket at this time, but this morning he was meeting a distinguished guest in another place, and he was not in a deep sleep at this time, which provided Gu Yu with a chance to spy.

Tu Yangzhang is in a private room of a luxurious hotel, surrounded by business people in suits and leather shoes.

Right in front of his line of sight was a middle-aged foreign gentleman with an elegant temperament. He only heard the foreign gentleman say to Tu Yangzhang in Chinese with a correct accent:

"Mr. Tu, you should be very aware of our gallery's international influence. Your reputation in the domestic industry is not low, but there is still a certain gap from the standard of our agency."

As soon as the gentleman finished speaking, he heard Tu Yangzhang reply: "Mr. Hill, you are a businessman, so you naturally understand the long-term principle of cooperation. Fame is accumulated over time, and it has not been two years since I debuted as a painter. Although I don't want to sell myself , but even if you look overseas, you can’t find a few young painters who can surpass my speed of fame.”

"The gallery establishes a cooperative relationship with the painter and finds a suitable collector for the painter's works, all based on the premise of excellent works. Although I can become famous because of my father's reputation and the result of receiving assistance from many parties, if the works cannot pass the test, I will definitely It’s not as good as it is now.”

"I have enough confidence in my own works, and I also believe that I can shorten this gap to zero one day in the future."

The foreign gentleman named Hill clapped his hands with a smile when he heard this:

"Mr. Tu, I admire your self-confidence. To tell you the truth, painters whose works are not good enough will never get the chance to meet us. You have come from afar, how can we let you go back disappointed? I am here I hereby assure you that if we find satisfactory works in your next solo exhibition of new works, we will definitely contact you to renegotiate overseas representation."

Tu Yangzhang's voice became high, and it sounded obviously more joyful: "I plan to hold a solo exhibition of new works early next year, please come by then!"

After the conversation, Gu Yu couldn't continue listening, because she suddenly felt a coldness on her forehead.

Gu Yu stopped running the sensory formula, opened his eyes, and saw that Tu Yangcai was standing in front of her, with a cold hand still pressed against her forehead to test her body temperature.

"Are you awake?" Seeing Gu Yu's eyes opened, Tu Yangcai withdrew her hand, "You can still maintain a standing posture while sleeping, you are considered a talented person."

"You're cold." Gu Yu didn't listen to a word. She noticed that Tu Yangcai was trembling when she spoke, so she stared at Tu Yangcai's cold hand and suggested, "Add some clothes, you'll catch a cold if you wear so little." of."

"You seem to be the one who wears less clothes between the two of us?" Tu Yangcai pursed her lips, and turned to cover the hand that Gu Yu was staring at behind her back, "I came to tell you that you can rest Yes. But you seem to have had enough rest, so keep standing."

After Tu Yangcai finished speaking, he planned to leave in the wind and snow, but Gu Yu raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Weaving wedding dresses for others regardless of the wind and snow, this kind of spirit is indeed not something ordinary people can have."

It is now December, and Tu Yangzhang's new solo exhibition at the beginning of next year will definitely include the one they are busy with today.Sooner or later, the finished product will be painted and used for fame, so why bother?

Besides, Tu Yangcai's eye problems cannot be cured by exchanging paintings for funds.She is the one who can cure Tu Yang's weakness, so why should she always be in a disadvantaged position?

Tu Yangcai stopped in his tracks, squinted his head and asked, "What are you talking about?" It was impossible for Tu Yangzhang to reveal the transaction between them to outsiders.

"You know what I said."

Gu Yu stretched his stiff muscles, walked over Tu Yangcai to the nearest empty stool, and sat down on it.

"Painter Tu, Ms. Tu, I'm actually very curious. You knew that recommended people like us had evil intentions, so why are you still willing to keep us? Even if those people knew nothing about the transactions inside your Tu family, but After all, it’s just an eyeliner, and you won’t feel comfortable leaving your eyeliner at home.”

"Why do you know this?" Tu Yangcai stopped probing, walked up to Gu Yu and asked in a cold tone, "Telling me this, what kind of tricks are you playing?"

What trick?She just wants to improve her treatment and be a bad double agent.

Gu Yu picked up the cotton coat on the stool next to him, and stuffed it into Tu Yangcai's arms: "Don't be nervous, I'm also here to make a deal with you. But I don't want to catch a cold from you, you put on the coat first before talking to you." I'll talk."