Little hooligan VS big tail wolf

On the way, Yu Ziyu suddenly remembered the matter of "future sister-in-law". Thinking about it, he felt that idleness was idleness, so it was better to take the opportunity to bury the wolf with a big tail.So he squinted at Ji Feng, "Didn't you say that you want Lin Qiang to meet your future sister-in-law? What? At the critical moment, you don't have the guts to show your face?"

"Hmph." Ji Feng laughed, "It's just the two of us in the car, of course you can say whatever you want, if I really asked Lin Qiang to call you sister-in-law at the dinner table just now, wouldn't you turn against me on the spot?"

"Tch, you're too scared to talk about me."

Ji Feng smiled and said nothing, stared at the front and drove the car silently for a while before saying: "I can't tell others about our relationship now, because I don't want this matter to be passed on to Yingying from other people's mouths."

"Really." Yu Ziyu found himself uncomfortable when he heard the word "Yingying".

Ji Feng didn't smile anymore, "If I have to break up with her on the grounds that I fell in love with a man, then I hope that I stand in front of her and say it myself. In fact, I still want to find other excuses, such as we don't get along Or I don’t want to settle down yet or something.”

"why?"

"She wasn't wrong about this. I don't want to hurt her self-esteem too much. Besides, if she knows the real situation, it's hard to guarantee that she won't hate you and hate you. Maybe she will go to you. If it gets to that point, it will be very troublesome .If you want to solve it, you have to solve it once and for all. I don't like to drag things around."

"But this kind of thing can't be hidden. Even if we broke up, she will know sooner or later."

"That's after the breakup. She won't know when I was with you."

"Well... how to deal with it is up to you to decide, I will not participate."

"Just trust me."

"Believe in what?"

"Hey." Ji Feng smiled again, "Believe me, I'm crazy."

"Hmph, I think you're more or less a playboy."

"Heaven and earth conscience, a flirtatious heart is just an appearance. In fact, under the romantic appearance, there is an infatuated and fragile glass heart beating in my chest."

"Damn! I just had a full meal, don't force me to vomit in the car!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The car drove into the yard of the 798 factory, Yu Ziyu leaned his forehead on the car window and looked out, "I haven't been here for a long time."

"Have you been here before?"

"Nonsense, we can be regarded as literary youngsters anyway, how could we live in Beijing and never visit 798?"

After turning a few turns, Ji Feng found a suitable place to park the car, "Okay, get out of the car, literary hooligan."

The door of the gallery and the door of the exhibition hall inside are all made of wood with a large glass in the middle, and the situation inside can be seen at a glance when you walk to the door.Before Ji Feng pushed the door open, Yu Ziyu took a peek inside, "It seems very big."

"You can see it more clearly when you come in." Ji Feng pushed half of the door open and blocked it with his hand, waiting for Yu Ziyu.

Yu Ziyu slipped in, with a sneaky expression on his face.

"Why are you so sneaky? This is my gallery, we're not coming in to steal paintings."

"Well... I don't know how to read paintings, so I used to visit 798. Except for coffee shops and bookstores, I hardly ever went into galleries."

"Then why are you here?"

"I saw a ballad performance once. There were also two trade shows where I came to drink and see girls."

"Come here to see a girl?"

"Ah, aren't there a lot of literary and artistic young women here?"

"It's been a long time since you, a literary young man, have only this little ideal and ambition."

While talking, the two walked through the corridor not much longer than the entrance to the exhibition hall.As soon as the door opened, a pretty girl stood up behind a small bar in the room, "Huh? Mr. Ji is here? Brother Qiang left before five o'clock..."

"I know, I found him."

"Oh." The girl glanced at Yu Ziyu, "Then shall I pour you a glass of water first?"

"No, don't be busy. Go back today. I'll stay here with my friends for a while, and leave the key for me."

When she heard that she could go home, the girl was very happy. She quickly put on her coat, took out a bunch of keys from the cabinet, put them on the table, said hello and left.

The door was closed, and Yu Ziyu immediately rushed to the wall and raised his head to look at the paintings on the wall, "Quick! Tell me, who painted these smuggled antique paintings? How much are they worth?! I'll get to know you too."

Ji Feng couldn't help but laugh, "Look at your stupid look. I'm not short-sighted enough to blatantly put things that haven't cleared the level in the public exhibition hall? Are you looking for death?"

"Ah? Then who painted these paintings?" Yu Ziyu looked down at the name on the label after being disappointed.

Ji Feng walked to his side, put his hand on his shoulder and looked up at the painting, "You don't even know him, they are all modern painters."

"Then you are selling their paintings?"

"Well, they are agents, they are all contracted painters who have signed contracts with my gallery.

"Oh──" Yu Ziyu nodded thoughtfully, "Is it the same as a signed singer?"

"Well... similar. Come on, don't read."

"what?"

"I didn't bring you to see these."

"Then what?"

Ji Feng didn't answer, went to the bar and picked up the key left by the girl just now to lock the outside door, then went to a corner of the exhibition hall and opened a small door.

"Huh? There's another room here." Yu Ziyu hurriedly followed.As soon as he came in, he was attracted by the colorful paintings on the wall, and he didn't even see the inconspicuous little door in the corner.

The room had no windows, and it was pitch black.Ji Feng turned on the light, and Yu Ziyu saw that apart from a pair of single sofas and a small table against the wall, the rest of the room was just paintings.

Ji Feng sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, looking at Yu Ziyu.

Yu Ziyu raised his head and looked around, "Could it be that this is a world famous painting?"

"No."

"Then why put them alone..." Yu Ziyu found that the signature on the lower right corner of a painting he was looking at was "Monsoon".

Then Yu Ziyu took a hasty glance and found that all the paintings in this small room were painted by Ji Feng.

"No, don't you need to be so narcissistic? Install your own paintings and hang them on the wall, and then lock them in a small dark room so that no one else can see them. Isn't that too perverted?"

"What's abnormal, can't I see it myself when I'm happy?"

"Then do these paintings of yours sell?"

"Not for sale."

"Hmph, isn't it impossible to sell?"

"If you want to sell, you can always sell."

"Then why don't you sell it?"

Ji Feng shrugged, "Not everyone wants to sell their paintings, and besides, I don't have the energy and no need to mess around with those things right now."

"Operation? Is this still operable?"

"Hehe, of course, there is nothing in this world that can be related to money that cannot be manipulated, and there is nothing that has no behind-the-scenes. So in comparison, I would rather be a pure profiteer. Not suitable for me."

"Then what do you mean, compared with fake Qinggao, you would rather lie on the ground and split your thighs?"

"Hahaha... yes, if you can't resist, just enjoy it. Why bother to say no to it and feel happy in your heart."

Yu Ziyu remembered that he didn't want Ji Feng's help, "Oh? There is nothing insinuating in your words, right?"

"Insinuation? No, I'm just telling the truth. Most of the time, Qing Gao has to be bought with money."

"You don't want to kill a boatload of people with one shot. I believe that persistence will always pay off."

"Well, it's good to have dreams, as long as you don't get too horny."

"Then do you think I'm the kind of person who sticks around?"

"kind of."

"Look, you said you didn't insinuate, are you clearly referring to Sang scolding Huai?"

"I'm wronged, you're the one who wants to jump in. But..."

"But what?"

"I think that's why I like you."

Yu Ziyu smiled and didn't answer any more.

After finishing reading all the paintings by Ji Feng in the room, Yu Ziyu went back to the bust portrait he saw for the first time after he came in.

That painting is a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old.Not fat, but a little baby fat on the face.The hair just reaches the shoulders, no bangs.With a bulging forehead, a serious expression, and a straight upper body, the whole person looks a little arrogant.She was wearing a white half-sleeve shirt with polka dots and a denim suspender skirt.Not very beautiful, the nose is not straight enough, and the chin is a bit round, but the temperament is very attractive.

Looking around again, Yu Ziyu found that the position of this painting was the focal point of the whole room. He suddenly felt that this room was actually just for displaying this painting, and this model must be a special person.

Yu Ziyu looked at the signature of the painting: Mo, Ji Feng worked in the No. [-] Oil Painting Studio of L Academy of Fine Arts in [-].

"Who is this girl?" Yu Ziyu asked, staring at the slightly squinting eyes of the person in the painting, without turning his head.

Ji Feng looked at his back and smiled, "Who said you don't know how to read paintings, you are clearly an expert."