The realm of burying the pen [Quick Transmigration]

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Xue Ying cooked a table of good dishes, and waited for Tu Yangzhang to go home with full expectation.

Not surprisingly, after today, her son will become a young painter in line with international standards.Now that her son has become a weapon, she will be more confident in bragging in front of the neighbors in the future, so how can she not be happy?

There was a knock on the door at eight o'clock in the evening, and Xue Ying happily went to open the door, but saw Tu Yangzhang, who was downcast and disheveled.

"Zhang'er, isn't the art exhibition going well? How did you make yourself look so messy?"

Xue Ying's breathing was stagnant, and she was worried about asking.

Tu Yangzhang's mid-length hair, which is usually neatly combed, is as messy as a bird's nest. If his clothes were not clean, he would definitely be regarded as a homeless man sleeping on the street.

Hearing Xue Ying's question, Tu Yangzhang twitched the corners of his mouth, and gave a creepy smile: "Smooth, so smooth! The gallery announced the cooperation on the spot, and reporters came one after another, with their backs against the majestic Mount Tai and their hats soaring to the sky. From now on, the future will be worry-free ah!"

"There are still reporters coming?" Xue Ying's face brightened again, and she pulled the paint up as she said, "Isn't this a good thing? You child, you have learned to scare your mother. Come in and see if your mother is scared." What a delicious celebration you made!"

"I want to celebrate and find your daughter!" Tu Yangzhang suddenly became angry and threw Xue Ying's hand away, "It was her art exhibition that went well, not mine! Didn't you say that she won't get out of control, so don't bother looking for her? It's all right now, she has become famous and has backing, so she doesn't care about the funds we provide her! That's right...she didn't wear glasses today, maybe her eyes have been cured!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why can't Mom understand?" Xue Ying managed to stand still, but was startled by Tu Yangzhang's roar, "She has only disappeared for more than half a month, where did she find a backer? Besides, she The paintings are all entrusted to you, so how can the works be held in the art exhibition today? You can't be confused because of a cold and fever!"

How could the self-proclaimed clever Tu Yangzhang admit that he personally sent the backer to Tu Yangcai? When Xue Ying asked, he became even more furious: "She hid the painting! The one that was given to me before was also taken back by her backer." No! Not only do I have nothing to do with those new paintings, but I also have to put on a smiley face and say good things in front of the reporters who stopped by to interview me! I’m useless!”

"Why did she suddenly change her mind to plot against you...No, I have to call and ask..."

"Go and call!" Tu Yangzhang tugged at his hair and roared like crazy, "Do you think she still answers your calls and recognizes you as a mother!"

"Whose call, why didn't you answer it?"

Gu Yu, who was interrupted for the third time by the frequent ringing of the mobile phone, couldn't bear to ask others.

Seeing Gu Yu frowning in displeasure, Tu Yangcai made a decision, and turned off the phone by pressing and holding the power button: "There is no need to answer calls from unimportant people."

She has already made the biggest concession in terms of inheritance, and she should no longer feel guilty.

From now on, she and their mother and son are two people.

"You're sensible," Gu Yu, who had a panoramic view of Tu Yangcai's movements, praised, "I'm going to lose my train of thought any more. Tell me, have you fallen in love with me a long time ago, otherwise you secretly drew so many pictures with me?" What about the painting?"

The works that Tu Yangcai exhibited in the art exhibition today are a series of paintings. In addition to the "Ordinary Greenness" she handed over to Tu Yangzhang last time, there are also three works: "Red Plums by the Window", "Winter Night Rain" and "Early Spring Morning Glory".

The four paintings are all about the scenery, but there are one or two elements in each painting related to Gu Yu.

In "Red Plum Blossoms by the Window", Gu Yu is painted as a person seriously admiring the plum blossoms under the red plum tree in the back garden of Tu Yangcai's old house. It is intriguing that, in front of the French windows leading to the back garden, there is still a man whose face cannot be seen clearly people.

The face of the person in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows cannot be seen clearly, but it can be judged from the figure that it is a woman.The identity of the woman is self-evident, and the composition of the whole painting is just like "you look at the scenery, but you don't know that you have become the scenery in the eyes of others".

There are no characters in "A Winter's Night".In rainy weather, in an empty room, under the dim light, countless sheets of drawing paper are superimposed into a book and placed beside the bed.

Although no one showed up, the owner of the room could see the movement track. Presumably, the owner often browsed the "drawing paper book" under the lamp before falling asleep, even on rainy nights, the interest was still not diminished.As for the specific content on the piles of drawing paper, no one can understand it better than Gu Yu, so it goes without saying.

"Early Spring and Morning Glory" depicts the early spring scenery of the mountain villages, with peach blossoms, willows and greenery, luxuriant flowers and trees, so beautiful.

At first glance, it has nothing to do with Gu Yu, but directly below the painting there is a powder puffed pig sleeping soundly in the field, abrupt and harmonious.

Tu Yangcai put the mobile phone into the bag, and replied with a smile: "I don't know if I have fallen in love with you for a long time, but you really can inspire my creative inspiration. After all... a person who can sleep better than a pig does not Not often."

"...I think we should go our separate ways tonight and go back to our respective homes."

The hotel where he was staying was close in front of him, and Gu Yu threatened him.

"Don't be angry, just kidding." Tu Yangcai took Gu Yu's hand, "For me now, a place with you can feel like home. Let me go home, where can I go back? "

"It seems that you are more impatient than I imagined."

Tu Yangcai walked into the room, seeing the layout in the room, couldn't help talking.

The hotel room was arranged by Hill, the general manager of Quinn Gallery in China. After receiving the news, he thoughtfully booked a luxurious double room for Tu Yangcai and Gu Yu, but unexpectedly, his move made Gu Yu fall into a trap. into an embarrassing situation.

Cozy big bed room, romantic candlelight meal, good night, red wine, roses, beautiful woman.

As soon as several major elements are fused together, an ambiguous taste is brewed.

The room was clearly arranged carefully, Gu Yu explained: "It's none of my business, it's all Hill's own decision."

As expected of a foreigner, she is highly receptive and open, but she is not blessed to accept it.

"I'll ask him to book another room, and I'll leave this room for you to rest."

Gu Yu turned around and wanted to go out the door, but unexpectedly someone stopped her and prevented her from leaving.

"Why waste other people's thought?" A charming voice sounded in Gu Yu's ear, "Don't you want to sleep with me?"

"I... I, I, I..."

This straight ball thrown by Tu Yangcai made Gu Yu blush and stutter.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't want to, but during the years when Gu Yu and Lian Ruo fell in love, he slept with Lian Ruo in his arms every day, and he was used to having a humanoid pillow by his side.

However, after she came to the calligraphy practice space, she could not sleep alone, and her sleep quality plummeted.

Now that she has the rightful qualification to share the bed with Tu Yangcai, Gu Yu should have readily agreed, but when she thought that Tu Yangcai's style was different from that of Lianruo, she hesitated again.

"I won't be wiped out by you..."

Gu Yu softly expressed his concerns.

"Shouldn't I be the one to worry about this?"

Tu Yangcai looked at Gu Yu who shyly avoided her gaze with amused expression.

It was Gu Yu who confessed, and it was the people from Gu Yu's side who arranged the room. No matter how you look at it, it was Gu Yu who plotted against her. Why was Gu Yu frightened when she heard her invite him to sleep with her?

"I said that I am pure and harmless, and I didn't want to develop that kind of relationship with you so quickly..."

"Still pure, I think your head is full of yellow trash." Tu Yang paintballed Gu Yu's forehead, then walked past Gu Yu, walked to the dining table and sat down, "Just sleep. Have a good day today, I want you to chat with me."

Today is the day when she sees the light of day again, and the haze accumulated in her heart has subsided, how can she not share this joy with Gu Yu?

"Who told you to speak so ambiguously..." Gu Yu rubbed his forehead and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You pinched your face and flicked your forehead, how could I be so easy to bully?"

"Your face just now is full of the words 'please bully me'. I am kind enough to satisfy you." The red wine bottle has already been opened, Tu Yangcai uncorks the bottle, pours himself a glass, and takes two sips, " If you don't come and sit down, I'll start by myself."

"Who said I won't come?" Gu Yu walked up to Tu Yangcai and asked angrily, "Why do you just pour it for yourself, what about mine?"

"Your..." Tu Yangcai raised his glass again and sipped lightly, "Of course I poured it for you personally—"

Putting down the wine glass, stretched out his hand, and the soft jade and warm fragrance fell into his arms.

Before the person in his arms struggled to get up, Tu Yangcai had already covered the two lips that were slightly parted in surprise.

The aroma of wine is overflowing and intoxicating.

While lips and teeth were blending, Gu Yu's hand also climbed onto Tu Yangcai's neck, pandering and demanding.

"Who is the one with a head full of yellow waste..."

Not breathing well, Gu Yu finally pushed Tu Yangcai away, gasped and questioned.

Tu Yangcai didn't have any motor cells, but his vital capacity was astonishing. In several battles, Gu Yu was always the one who lost first.

"I said outside the venue today that I wanted to kiss you," Tu Yangcai pecked Gu Yu again, "This time, I punish you for not taking my words to heart."

"Why do you like kissing so much?"

Gu Yu was frightened, so he got up and sat in the safe area opposite Tu Yangcai.

"Probably because..." Tu Yangcai pretended to be in thought, "Your lip color is the first blush I saw after my eyesight recovered."

This Gu Yu didn't sound right: "You mean...you like red, and my mouth is red, so you like kissing?"

"Correct."

Gu Yu was angry: "So if the doctor was the first thing you saw when you woke up that day, you would kiss him too?"

"That's not true," Tu Yangcai picked up the red wine and filled Gu Yu's glass. "Other people's mouths are not as gorgeous as yours."

As Tu Lin's festival approached, Gu Yu and Tu Yangcai stayed in a hotel in the city for one night, and then rushed back to their hometown in the mountain village.

Different from the confusion when she left, Tu Yangcai can be said to be returning home this time. She and Gu Yu picked out a lot of food gift boxes in the city and gave them to the villagers in the village who took good care of her.

Compared with the joy of receiving the beautiful gift box, Zhenxia's family was more happy to see Tu Yangcai back to the village. Xiaohui and Xiaohe even yelled, "I thought I would never see sister Cai again" and started crying around Tu Yangcai together.

If Gu Yu hadn't taken out two sets of brand-new painting tools in time to distract Xiaohui and Xiaohe's attention, it's unknown when they would let go and paint Yangcai freely.

After distributing the presents, Tu Yangcai felt extremely relaxed when he returned to the old house where he had been separated for many days.

The frame pressing her on the bridge of the nose no longer exists, but beside her is a partner who walks with her holding hands.She saw the bright red again, and also saw the light again.

So he squeezed the hands of others and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It feels so good to be at home."