Return to the Road of God

"Father, let the driver take you back first, and I will take care of the rest." Guan Linyun said to Guan Tenglong in a deep voice.

Although he was puzzled, Guan Tenglong still chose to obey his son's arrangement. After all, for more than ten years, Guan Linyun has been in charge of all the affairs of the official family, and he is already old.What's more, I don't believe that Tao Datou's grandson can play any tricks, but it's just a child who became angry from embarrassment.

"What exactly do you want to do?" After Guan Tenglong left, Guan Linyun asked Tao Sifei. This question seemed to be the first time he showed an attitude of giving in.

Tao Sifei: "You will agree to whatever I want, right?"

Guan Linyun was startled, but did not answer, but stared at him nervously.

Tao Sifei watched his reaction with great interest, and slowly stated his conditions: "I want you to hand over all of Xia Xiaochuan's works during his lifetime, and take the initiative to file for bankruptcy. From now on, you will never set foot in the art field again."

Being threatened by such a young junior, if Guan Tenglong was still present, he would definitely faint with anger.

Fortunately, it was Guan Linyun who was confronting Tao Sifei here. He seemed to have anticipated these conditions, and instead of getting angry, he asked calmly, "Is that all?"

He knows that it is difficult for the official family to dominate after this incident, and he is also tired, and he is already ready to file for personal bankruptcy.

But he didn't understand, could it be that the purpose of Tao Sifei's words just now was only for Xia Xiaochuan's painting?If this is the case, then he is no different from his own father, the elders of the Bai family and others who only care about fame and fortune.

Thinking of this, Guan Linyun couldn't help feeling a little disdainful.

Tao Sifei said: "Yes, as long as you can do it, the grievances between the Tao family and the officials will be wiped out from now on."

"Even if I hand over Xia Xiaochuan's paintings, what qualifications do you have to possess them?" Guan Linyun frowned. Could it be that Tao Sifei thought that he was Xia Xiaochuan's only student, so he could inherit Xia Xiaochuan's paintings for granted?But in Guan Linyun's impression, although Xia Xiaochuan taught Tao Sifei, he didn't seem to be that special to him.

Tao Sifei snorted and thought, sure enough, the previous "burning paintings" was just a lie: "You don't have to worry about that."

"Okay," Guan Linyun pointed to the garden outside the painting, and said, "What you want is right there."

Everyone looked outside in unison, showing strange expressions. Everyone present knew that the paintings were not suitable for being placed in the open air.

Tao Sifei's heart skipped a beat, and he walked over quickly, seeing the pile of black ash in the center of the courtyard, and only by opening the window could he smell the faint burnt smell: "How could it be..."

Guan Linyun: "I told you, but you didn't believe me."

Tao Sifei turned his head, his face twisted: "When..."

Guan Linyun: "A week ago, after I received the painting you sent."

Tao Sifei was so angry that his neck had blue veins: "Why are you!"

Guan Linyun said indifferently: "This is Xia Xiaochuan's last wish, I just carried it out 20 years late."

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely stiff. Burning his own paintings might indeed be something the Xia family would do. If things really turned out like this, there was nothing they could do about it. However, they didn't expect that Guan Linyun would really be willing to burn them!

What he worked hard to achieve was the result of fetching water from a bamboo basket, which turned Tao Sifei into a trapped beast that had lost its prey. He cursed manically and turned around. Staring at one point in the room—it was the only easel left in the room. On the easel, there was still an A1-sized drawing board, but the drawing board was covered by a dark curtain, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

Guan Linyun's expression changed again: "You can't touch that one!"

But his warning couldn't stop Tao Sifei's pace at all, the other party had already approached rapidly, tore off the curtain, and the painting on the drawing board was immediately presented in front of everyone—but the content on it silenced everyone .

It was an unfinished portrait of a character.

The deep eyes set off the vivid facial features, and the high bridge of the nose makes the characters in the portrait very upright, only the pursed lips look a little serious.

Although it is unfinished, it does not hinder everyone's ability to identify - the person in the portrait is none other than Guan Linyun when he was young.

Tao Sifei stared blankly at the screen and murmured: "Impossible..."

Guan Linyun had no time to care about Tao Sifei's reaction, because even he himself was so attracted by the paintings on the drawing board that he lost his mind at the moment the curtain fell.

This painting seems to bring him back to 20 years ago. The person he loves the most seems to be still sitting there, painting peacefully.

He concentrated on drawing his face, his outline is so soft and beautiful...

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted outside: "President Tao, these may not all be traces of the painting being burned..."

I don't know when someone went to the yard to check the pile of black ash. This conclusion immediately diverted everyone's attention.

Tao Sifei looked at Guan Linyun with jealousy, and seeing that Guan Linyun was still in a daze, he instructed the bodyguards around him: "Search!"

The door lock of the compartment was easily destroyed by strong bodyguards, and a large number of paintings were quickly found.

One person tore apart a work carefully wrapped in newspaper, revealing a corner of the landscape painting, which was the familiar Xia Xiaochuan's painting style, and he immediately called out again: "It's all here!"

All the works were brought out, and all the people present rushed over and gathered around to watch.

Tao Sifei glanced at Guan Lin Yun provocatively, seeing that the other party stood there indifferently, letting them do whatever they wanted.

Tao Sifei stepped forward in person, tore off the corner of the newspaper that had just been torn off by that person, and was suddenly stunned—this is not a landscape painting, but another figure painting, but the protagonist in the picture has become another people.

When Bai Mu saw the portrait, he couldn't help it. He slid and sat on the ground while leaning on the wall.

Although he had never seen him before, he still recognized who that person was at a glance...

Tao Sifei tore open the wrapping paper of another painting in a panic, and found that the same person was painted on it!He became nervous and tore down several pieces at once, and finally his hands shook when he took them apart—it was all him!

Standing under the tree, leaning against the city wall, leaning on the porch with both hands, leaning on the sofa... Different scenes, different postures, and even different ages - Bai Changqing.

There are several works that Tao Sifei is familiar with. He still remembers that when he was studying painting with Xia Xiaochuan, the other party would sit there and describe the appearance of Changqing... He only had this person in the painting in his heart, and he never looked back. see yourself.

Tao Sifei made a smile that was uglier than crying, touched the painting, and said: "Take them away..."

Someone asked: "Mr. Tao, what about that painting?" He was talking about the painting whose curtain was torn off by Tao Sifei.

Tao Sifei looked over and saw that Guan Linyun was walking slowly to the easel, picked up the curtain on the ground, and carefully covered the unfinished work.

Tao Sifei was a little dazed, and he paused for a long time before saying, "Forget that one." It was just an unfinished defective product. When he saw it for the first time, he still didn't believe it. He felt that Guan Linyun was not worthy to appear in Xia Xiaochuan's painting. ...but seeing so many painters of Bai Changqing, Tao Sifei felt a little more balanced.

It's just a pity that those in the yard have been burned, I don't know what kind of paintings... "Let's go." Tao Sifei decided to accept it as soon as it was good.

"Hey, wait, Brother Tao..." Qin Mengyuan glanced at Bai Mu who was sitting in the corner, the young man was pale, as if he had been greatly stimulated again, and looked a little pitiful.

Qin Mengyuan signaled Tao Sifei to keep something, after all, the protagonist in the painting is the boy's biological father.

Bai Mu heard their conversation, but cast a disgusted look, and said softly, "No need."

Qin Mengyuan couldn't help, so he shrugged helplessly.

After getting the painting, a group of people disappeared with lightning speed, and the villa returned to tranquility, only Guan Linyun and Bai Qing and Bai Mu were left.

Bai Mu seemed to be a little anemic, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't even stand up. Bai Qing squatted beside him and said distressedly: "May I call the elder brother to pick us up?"

But Bai Mu just shook his head blindly, his face was full of despair and helplessness, Bai Qing burst into tears, not knowing what to do.

Guan Linyun waved to her and said, "Come with me."

Bai Qing followed Guan Linyun to the end of the studio in a daze, but there was nothing in front of him except a white wall.

I saw Guan Linyun raised his hand and pressed the switch on the wall, a vertical natural crack suddenly appeared in the middle of the wall, and then, the two walls were pushed open like a sliding door.

Bai Qing was very surprised. It turned out that this wall was just a decorative partition, and there was another wall behind it!On the real wall, there is a huge oil painting, which is more than two meters high.

What is painted on the painting is the back of a person.

"This is..." Bai Qing was a little puzzled.

Guan Linyun said: "This is a painting that Xiao Chuan spent two years painting after Changqing left. The name of this painting is "Back View"."

Not far away, Bai Mu was also looking in this direction, because the painting was very large, so he could see it quite clearly.

The gray background was like the twilight in the misty rain. A man in a black coat turned his back to them, as if he was slowly walking away.

Looking at this painting, Bai Mu's eyes suddenly became sore.

Guan Linyun said to Bai Qing: "The person in this painting is your uncle Bai Changqing... You go back and let your family members come and take it away."

Bai Qing: "..."

The speed of the reporters has always been jaw-dropping. Within a day, there are newspapers reporting the news that Haina Group has acquired Xia Xiaochuan's paintings, and it is said that these works will be exhibited publicly in the near future.

Somewhere in a high-end restaurant in City A, a young man was drinking red wine slowly, while the person sitting opposite him didn't take a bite of the delicate food on the plate, but kept talking about something...

"Do you know what this means? When everyone sees Xia Xiaochuan's strength and you don't have to do anything, we will reveal your identity. At that time, no matter what you draw, people will come to buy it..." The speaker, It was Mr. Qin, the young president of "Mengyuan Art", "... Besides, you are also very talented, and you must have a bright future!"

Ke Jing held the goblet in one hand, and tugged at the collar of his shirt with the other. Gucci's plant and flower patterns match his temperament very well, a bit literary and a bit dismissive of everything.

Ke Jing heard all the conversations in the villa that day. At that time, Qin Mengyuan turned on his mobile phone, and he was on the other end of the phone, so he could hear that part of the past clearly.

These two days, Bai Mu should have had a hard time, but Ke Jing himself was not much better.

He thought, when Xia Xiaochuan refused to be with Song Xi, what was Song Xi thinking?Why didn't she go back to the south, or follow Xia Zidan, why did she stay in city a and become Ke Mingfeng's mistress?

If she had left back then, she wouldn't be living like she is now...

Some drank heavily, Ke Jing asked Qin Mengyuan: "How much do you know about my mother?"

Qin Mengyuan was obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled, and said, "I know she is Xia Xiaochuan's cousin, she is a very beautiful woman, and she likes to paint blue roses."

Ke Jing looked up: "Do you know the flower she likes?"

Qin Mengyuan said: "Well, I have her paintings over there."

Ke Jing said dejectedly: "She has no reputation."

"Yes, the painting is also very ordinary." Qin Mengyuan touched a glass with him and said, "You must not know that the Song family is actually a family of music."

Ke Jing said "ah": "You know all about this!"

Qin Mengyuan scratched his head: "I have investigated it. Xia Xiaochuan's mother, Song Yue, is a violinist. I heard that your mother is proficient in at least five musical instruments."

Ke Jing opened his mouth, looking very surprised. It seemed that Song Xi had never played any musical instrument in front of him, and since he was sensible, his mother often painted in the room alone, never leaving the door. I often hear her singing Jiangnan ditties while painting, which is very pleasant.

Ke Jing was depressed, and unconsciously drank a lot.

"Oh, drinking is not your way of drinking. If you know that you drink, I will take you to Haidilao. You can fill up with beer." Qin Mengyuan just said a word, and Ke Jing slowly fell on the table.

Qin Mengyuan leaned forward and patted him: "Damn, are you just this drunk? How dare you drink so much with such a poor capacity for alcohol!"

With a headache, he dragged him up and carried him on his shoulders, and went outside to take a taxi. Qin Mengyuan couldn't laugh or cry at the sight of others along the way—this kind of scene is really misleading!

After leaving the hotel door, not long after, a dark gray famous brand car approached slowly, impartially, and stopped at Qin Mengyuan's feet.