Return to the Road of God

"I know," Ye Yufan looked at the middle-aged man who asked him cautiously, and said, "I know..."

Everyone held their breath, waiting for his explanation.

Ye Yufan lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered those black eyes that made it impossible to see the end.

"I know," he repeated uncontrollably, "because, I am Shotray..."

"..." Hearing this sentence, everyone was shocked!

Ye Yufan raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man again, his voice became calm and clear: "Shotray is my English name."

He seemed to have heard something unbelievable, shook his head and muttered: "Impossible..."

Ye Yufan looked at him quietly, many people present were speechless, only a few remained calm.

"Ye Yufan," Smith stared at him sharply and asked, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Ye Yufan nodded slightly, exuding a mountain-like aura around him.

"The Shotray we know is another Chinese artist. He was educated at the Florence Academy of Fine Arts 30 years ago," Smith said. "We thought, you know the Shotray is him, because your painting style is very Alike."

"I know," Ye Yufan remained unmoved, and just repeated what he said just now, "I am Shotray, and I am him."

Everyone: "..."

Andrew and Smith looked at each other, Smith looked at Locke again, Locke didn't speak.

The middle-aged man couldn't help asking: "How is this possible? Shotray is a Chinese artist who is nearly fifty years old, but you are not yet 20 years old. How can you be Shotray? You and him... If you didn't say If it is wrong, could it be that we have misunderstood it?"

Ye Yufan looked at his palm, with complicated emotions in his eyes: "So, I am also Ye Yufan..."

Is this a magic movie?Or are they dreaming together?Who would believe that the kid wasn't joking!

Smith asked with a straight face: "You mean, you are both Shotray and Ye Yufan?"

One person remembered Andrew's previous conjecture, and couldn't help asking in amazement: "There are two people on you?"

"How can there be two people in one person?" Ye Yufan laughed, "I am Shotray, and I am also Ye Yufan, we are one person."

Everyone: "..."

Ye Yufan continued: "This is the reason why I refused to participate in the exhibition. Once I am exposed, not only you will have doubts about my identity and ask what is the relationship between Ye Yufan and Shotray... But, I am him, and he is me."

There was a doctor named Rui Beinian who almost guessed the answer. Fortunately, Ye Yufan wasn't very good at drawing at that time, and that doctor didn't know much about art either.If Rui Beinian hadn't forgotten, when Ye Yufan's identity and works were exposed, it was the time when troubles came, and there were also the intertwined relationships between the official family and the Bai family, and the mysteries that affected the whole body... How could they? understand?He has no power and power, and he is not even considered an adult in China. How can he contend with those forces?

……

"That's all I can say," Ye Yufan looked at them, wondering why, "Don't ask me why, I don't know, I don't want to participate in the exhibition, I'm just afraid that people all over the world will come to study why I am both Ye Yufan and Shotray ..."

"But..." Some people spoke unwillingly. At this moment, the silent headmaster raised his hand and made a stop gesture. Immediately afterwards, he made that decision.

……

After Ye Yufan left, the atmosphere in the conference room was even more dignified than when he was there. Artists and professors all frowned in silence, recalling everything that happened just now.

"Locke, do you really believe what he said?" Smith looked at the principal, "I didn't expect you to make such a hasty decision."

In fact, everyone really wants to say that the decision has been made, so is it meaningful to discuss this topic again?

Unexpectedly, Locke, who was majestic and decisive just now, looked at Andrew suspiciously and asked him the question: "Andrew, what do you think? You are Ye Yufan's mentor, so you should have more understanding than us."

Everyone: "..."

Andrew pondered, "Although it is logically absurd, I am the same as you, sir, and my intuition tells me that Ye Yufan is not lying."

Everyone: "..." It seems that the word intuition is omnipotent wherever you put it!

"You're right," Locke said, rubbing his chin. "If I haven't seen his paintings, or heard everyone's remarks about this child before, I might think that what he just said is a bunch of nonsense."

Andrew: "Yes, the boy's immature appearance confuses our judgment, rationally finds it ridiculous, but subconsciously believe what he said..."

Locke: "Well, there is also that Professor Rhodes who also guessed Ye Yufan's age without knowing who he is, but this guessed person is more in line with Shotray's identity..."

Everyone: "..." This is indeed undeniable.

"However, this child is much more mature than I imagined." Locke said.

"...Mr. Leonardo." Andrew hesitated to speak.

Locke: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Andrew frowned: "Actually, I think the Ye Yufan just now is different from usual, he is indeed much more mature than his peers, but the him just now seems a bit too mature, especially when he started to admit that he is Shotray, it seems ...Suddenly changed person."

Locke: "Oh?"

Everyone wiped off their cold sweat...

Locke's eyes also changed, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said something completely irrelevant: "Persuade Ye Yufan to participate in this themed exhibition."

Smith reminded him: "Sir, we just signed a secret protection plan with him."

"That's right, that's why I said, 'persuade', not force," Locke said, "it would be to his advantage to have a fake identity for him and to protect himself from exposure—and, by exhibiting , we can invite the whole world to test this 'gut feeling' together."

Yes, they may have delusions because they already know who the painter is, but what if they don't know the real identity of the painter?What guesses do you have?

Everyone silently worshiped: The principal is wise...!

When Ye Yufan woke up, recalling what happened in the morning, he still felt in a dreamlike trance.

He actually said it... Thinking about it, I was still afraid, what would I do if some of those professors communicated with the officials or the Bai family in private?

In fact, he can deal with them in the same way he dealt with Rui Beinian, by making up a set of lies, saying that he had seen Shotray's paintings in China, which had a great influence on him; Knowing about Shotray, and the resemblance between myself and Shotray's painting style is purely coincidental... No matter which method, they can get through that test, after all, they will never guess the relationship between him and Shotray!

However, as soon as he entered the meeting room, he was frightened by the school's aura, and was asked if he knew about Shotray without any mental preparation. No one would believe what he said, right?

But I didn't expect that the white-haired headmaster would make such a decision—a secret protection plan for special students.

Ye Yufan raised his palm to cover his eyes, and smiled wryly.

Sighing, he grabbed the mobile phone beside him to distract his attention, but saw an unread email notification on the top.

"I received the postcard, and you didn't even say a word! Xiaoxue saw it all!"

"..." Ye Yufan tapped the phone button: "The one with the sheep's head?"

In an instant, a reply came: "Which one else? You pig! That girl can tell at a glance!!"

Before I had time to reply, the next one came quickly: "Well, take a picture of your own sheep's head to see? (smirk)"

"..." Throwing away the phone, Ye Yufan turned over and hugged the pillow.

What can be done?At least, the development of the matter is much better than I imagined. It seems that there is a god guiding all this... If it was Jiang Bing, he would probably say "soldiers to block, water to cover", right?

Ye Yufan smiled, and the phone rang again... "Not in a good mood?" It seemed that when he was in a state of anxiety, that person would always appear the first time.

"No."

"What are you thinking about?"

"Think about what you do all day, stay by the computer?"

"No, I bought a mobile phone that can send emails!"

"..."

"It's time for me to sing on stage, let's talk later."

In fact, he is always there, no matter whether he is happy or sad, as long as he sends an email, he will start to glow and glow like a summoned beast, and ask for his warmth.

Ye Yufan suddenly didn't know what to say, moved his mobile phone, looked at those few words, and after a few minutes, he finally replied three words: "Come on."

……

On the second day, Ye Yufan received the notice and went directly to the branch director's office. This time only Smith and Andrew were present.

"How are you resting?" Andrew still had a kind smile on his face, "Didn't you suffer from insomnia because of what happened yesterday?"

Ye Yufan shook his head in denial, but his face was still a bit haggard.

"Don't worry," Andrew comforted him, "everyone who was here yesterday signed a non-disclosure agreement."

Smith held up his hands and said, "Today, we are mainly here to discuss with you about the themed art exhibition. After discussing at the school meeting, we suggest that you participate in this art exhibition."

Ye Yufan frowned, not understanding why the words went back to the original point, didn't they mean that if he didn't want to participate, the school couldn't force him?

"This suggestion is based on the following reasons. First, the school will forge the identity of an exhibitor for you, so as to protect your personal privacy from being violated. Second, after the exhibition, it is expected that some sponsors will be interested in you and provide funding. We will accept it for you in the name of the school, so as to avoid you in person..." Smith observed Ye Yufan, saw that his expression was a little loose, and continued: "Again, the achievements obtained in the exhibition are the school's consideration of whether to allow you to study at a higher level. One of the important conditions, if you refuse to participate in the exhibition, you will lose your qualification for leaping, even if you are a 'special student', you cannot enjoy privileges outside the rules."

Ye Yufan: "..."

Andrew also helped to persuade: "Use a fake identity when exhibiting, and no one will know that the author of this painting is you. This will distract those people from you, and turn to the fake identity and Shotray. To a certain extent, your safety is guaranteed."

Ye Yufan asked, "Do I have time to think about it?"

Smith smiled and said: "Of course, if you insist not to participate in the exhibition, we will not force you, but please believe that the school will stand on your side and strive for the greatest benefits for you as much as possible. In addition, you can also Think about it, what kind of name to use as your new identity, as the person involved, you have the right to decide."

Ye Yufan: "Okay."

A week later, the theme exhibition of the Royal Academy of Arts kicked off.

As a newly opened college project, the study tour was promoted by the Royal Academy of Art as a sensation like a senior graduation exhibition. Media and artist organizations from all over the world came to visit. For a while, Xili fell into the bustle of the school season again. The hotels and hotels are full every night, and even the Mandarin restaurant where Ye Yufan works is much busier than usual.

"Has your homework been selected?" Ke Jing chatted with Ye Yufan while mixing drinks.

"There is only one pen sketch." Ye Yufan said casually, "What about you?"

Ke Jing shrugged: "Me too, but the one that took the least time was chosen, it's really strange."

Ye Yufan was curious: "Oh? What is the painting?"

Ke Jing: "On the first day in Rome, Guo Zhekai, a psychopath, compared his speed and spent 1 minute drawing the Trevi Fountain."

Ye Yufan: "When will I go to appreciate it?"

"Admiration, a piece of shit, I really don't know what kind of vision those professors have." Ke Jing put three large glasses of Coke on the tray, and said, "Oh, right, I haven't even seen your paintings yet. what!"

"...I also drew some rubbish, but I really couldn't get it out. I just kept playing with it for a few days." Ye Yufan rubbed his nose and took the tray.

"Van, come over to the kitchen and help me later!" Lily called him, Ye Yufan responded, and came back to put the tray after delivering the drinks, Ke Jing asked, "Why did she call you Van?"

Ye Yufan said: "My previous English name is different from others, so I imitated you to use your own name as the English name, and greeted everyone." Ke Jing curled her lips: "I still think that such a strange name as Shotray is yours. I figured it out myself."

Ye Yufan froze, and smiled: "You always call me by my Chinese name anyway, so it doesn't matter if you change it or not."

……

After get off work in the evening, Ye Yufan and Ke Jing went straight to the home of He Yuexi and Guo Zhekai.

After returning from Italy, the relationship between these four people improved a lot, but what brought them together was not "emotion" but He Yuexi's "cooking skills"!

That's right, the acquaintance in just a few days will definitely not hinder Ke Jing, who is cold by nature, let alone Ye Yufan's mysterious style that appears and disappears from time to time. Only when they are hungry, will they think of He Yuexi. Made a good meal!After He Yuexi invited them to have a meal at home, the two foodies fell in love with each other.

Before that, He Yuexi couldn't imagine that Ke Jing and Ye Yufan, who were once regarded as "rich people" by herself, would hold the fried rice they made casually, gobbled it up, and gave high-end evaluations-"There is a family" the taste of"!

...and Guo Zhekai, who was tired of eating He Yuexi's cooking, didn't know how to be blessed, and only salivated at the ready-made products that the two of them packed back from the restaurant.

"Did you two go to the exhibition today?" Ke Jing asked while eating.

"Well, look, they are all so powerful, there are so many people..." Guo Zhekai said.

He Yuexi cut open a honeydew melon, held a clean paint knife, slowly picked off the white spots on the melon flesh, and said, "I saw your paintings in the B2 exhibition hall."

The college divides the exhibition halls according to the grades of the students. The senior grades start with A, the middle grades start with B, and the low grades start with C. Among them, the excellent works are exhibited in the 0-level exhibition hall, and the rest are not divided into grades. Except for He Yuexi, all three of them are There are works selected to be exhibited.

"You should go and appreciate the works in the B0 exhibition hall. One of them is "Impression of Italy" made of 36 sheets of A3 paper. I was shocked when I saw it, and I instinctively reacted, it was you who drew it!"

"Yeah, the strokes are too similar." Guo Zhekai also echoed.

"Looking at your sketchbook before, there are quite a few details that are very similar to yours..." He Yuexi shook her head regretfully, "I didn't expect it to be you."

Ye Yufan squeezed the cold sweat on his palms, and said with a smile, "The technique of drawing puzzles is not my patent alone. I met a few friends before going abroad, and they taught me."

"Well, I feel that his strength is much higher than ours." He Yuexi could only think in other directions, "But I think you will be as powerful as that guy in a short time."

"Really?" Ke Jing said while grilling the rice, "It makes me want to see it too."

Ye Yufan pretended to be ignorant and asked, "What's that man's name?"

Guo Zhekai: "S or something..."

He Yuexi: "SAFale, the name seems to be French."