a mistake

After breaking up with Fang Nancuo, Cheng Jingming felt as if he was completely dead for a while.However, Fang Nan was so resolute when he left by mistake, without any hold back.Maybe this is the wrong ending between him and Fang Nan.He decided to throw himself into intense work to forget about this relationship.

The construction of the art museum has come to an end, and Cheng Jingming expects to open in March next year.During this time, he signed contracts with several painters, but for Cheng Jingming, these were not his favorite painters.

During this time, Ma Yunchuan has been clamoring to introduce a special painter to Cheng Jingming.On Sunday night, Cheng Jingming was invited to come to Ma Yunchuan’s home. There were two people sitting on the classic pure white sofa of E’s house. One was Zhou Zhixing who was playing with his mobile phone, and the other was a young man with long hair and handsome eyes. It was the young painter.

"Yo, you're here, Brother Cheng?" Zhou Zhixing continued to play the game in his hand and asked without raising his eyes.

Cheng Jingming glared at him, but didn't speak to him.Instead, he said to the painter, "I'm Cheng Jingming, you must be that painter."

"Well, Mr. Cheng, hello." The man stood up and shook hands with Cheng Jingming, "My name is Chen Shu."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Cheng Jingming noticed that the phalanx of his right hand was obvious, which should be caused by holding a pen frequently.

Cheng Jingming sat on the sofa and chatted with Chen Shu for a while, and found that the two had quite the same art concept, and both liked some cutting-edge artists.

Ma Yunchuan didn't know when he came out, and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Cheng's family has a lot of oil paintings and sculptures that are at the museum level. You can appreciate them when you have time."

Cheng Jingming smiled and nodded to Chen Shu: "I prefer works with tension. By the way, I will go to your studio in a few days to see your masterpiece. If it is suitable, we will sign a contract. You will be satisfied with the payment. .”

Ma Yunchuan patted Chen Shu on the shoulder heavily, and said meaningfully: "No one who follows Mr. Cheng will suffer."

Zhou Zhixing raised his eyes and glanced at the three of them, then continued playing the game.

Cheng Jingming knew that Ma Yunchuan had misunderstood his meaning, and hurriedly changed the subject: "I can already smell the smell of barbecue, why don't you let us sit?"

Ma Yunchuan's barbecue level is completely different from his sloppy appearance, which surprised Zhou Zhixing very much.The four sat in the dining room and chatted while eating.

Zhou Zhixing said with emotion: "Brother Ma, you can open a restaurant with your cooking skills!"

Cheng Jingming glared at him, then turned to Ma Yunchuan: "Why did you call this kid? What else can he do besides eating and playing games?"

Ma Yunchuan shrugged: "Compared with you, he is more like a human after these few times of tossing."

Zhou Zhixing immediately retorted: "I am a human being."

Although Chen Shu didn't talk much, he was amused by the talk of the three people.When he smiled, the perfect mandible protruded just right, with a charming style.

After dinner, Zhou Zhixing found a substitute driver and left first.

Ma Yunchuan looked at Cheng Jingming, with a smirk on his face: "Please, Mr. Cheng, send Xiao Chen off."

Cheng Jingming glanced at Chen Shu and nodded.

The two sat in the Maybach, and Chen Shu said softly, "Mr. Cheng's perfume is a bit like RojaEingma agarwood, which suits you quite well."

"It's quite knowledgeable. However, this one is specially customized in the UK. It has a slightly bitter aftertaste. If you like it, I can send you a few bottles." Cheng Jingming glanced at him with a smile, "Compared with perfume, I I prefer the smell of turpentine."

"I heard Mr. Cheng also likes to draw?"

Cheng Jingming nodded: "Just a little interest."

"Mr. Cheng likes flowers, landscapes or people?"

Cheng Jingming suddenly thought of the sketch he had made for Fang Nan by mistake.He enjoyed painting portraits, especially nudes.At that time, all the camouflage of the model was removed, and all the emotions were shown on the face.There are unwillingness, desire, confusion and embarrassment.Fang Nancuo's expression at that time was the same as that of many people he had painted, but he could still clearly remember the emotions hidden under Fang Nancuo's slender eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was shyness or indifference.

After a while, Cheng Jingming said in a deep voice, "Landscape painting."

At the door of the studio, Cheng Jingming and Chen Shu got out of the car together.

"Would you like to come in and watch me paint?" Chen Shu's voice was low and hoarse, but with a kind of coquettishness, which sounded like an invitation at night.

Cheng Jingming was stunned for a moment. After being separated from Fang Nan for so long, it was not that he had no desire, but Cheng Jingming felt that he couldn't accept it if he really asked him to find someone to sleep with.On the way to send Chen Shu home, he thought about it for a moment, but he thought about Fang Nancuo's expression along the way, and when he saw Chen Shu again, he felt dull.

"Forget it, it's too late. I'll come back another day,"

Chen Shu could only nod awkwardly.

A few days later, Cheng Jingming and Assistant Huang came to Chen Shu's studio together.Chen Shu's studio has a heavy industrial style, with a concrete floor and gray walls, with an artist's unique rebellious temperament.

Chen Shu was wearing a denim jacket covered in various paints, looking very casual and unrestrained.He led the two into the studio with some embarrassment: "I'm drawing, you can look at it as you like."

In Chen Shu's paintings, the collision of colors is very strong, flamboyant but not exaggerated, with a deep personal style.

"Mr. Cheng, what do you think of my paintings?" Chen Shu asked briskly with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Cheng Jingming turned around, pointed to a landscape painting and said, "This one is very pretty."

Chen Shu smiled: "I'll give it to you. This painting was drawn after I heard the story about the Holy Corps of Thebes when I was collecting folk songs in Greece. There are a lot of my own feelings in it. Mr. Cheng, I don't know Does this painting resonate with you too?"

Cheng Jingming was noncommittal, but continued to look at the landscape painting.

Assistant Huang asked curiously, "What is the Holy Corps of Thebes?"

Chen Shu explained patiently: "An invincible army in ancient Greece."

"Oh."

"There were 300 people. They were 150 couples."

"Same sex?" Assistant Huang didn't understand what Chen Shu said.

"The ancient Greeks believed that only those who love each other can form an unbreakable army without gaps."

After Assistant Huang listened, he subconsciously glanced at Cheng Jingming, thinking that his boss hadn't come out of the broken relationship yet, Assistant Huang felt that he was talking too much just now.

Cheng Jingming said: "The history of ancient Greece is really fascinating. I bought this painting. Tomorrow I will ask the secretary to bring the contract and the check."

Chen Shu nodded, stretched out his oil-painted hand, and was a little embarrassed wondering whether he should take it back.

Cheng Jingming didn't care at all, and shook hands with him.

Assistant Huang got into the car behind Cheng Jingming, Cheng Jingming suddenly sighed, and muttered to himself: "If Xiao Fang is here, I can also tell him about the history of ancient Greece, he will definitely like it."

After he finished speaking, he looked out of the window. It was very quiet in the car, and no one could respond to him.

Chen Shu was indeed in line with his aesthetics, and the two of them got along well, and Chen Shu's artistic attainments were also very high.Maybe he and Fang Nancuo really lack a common topic, and Fang Nancuo is quite passive no matter in love or in bed, but he just likes it very much.Thinking of this, Cheng Jingming felt that he was really stupid.