canary her crush come true

At the end of the first month of school, the charity party came as scheduled.The party time was scheduled for Saturday night at a local five-star hotel venue.

Schools, hotels and other sectors of society have made relevant publicity, and a high-end charity dinner preview is also broadcasted on a big screen in a square in the CBD.

Generally speaking, invitations to auction parties are always circulated on a small scale in the circle, but the charitable public opinion campaign jointly with the school is not small, and it is more based on its public welfare nature and social influence.Many well-known artists will also choose to donate their paintings, but there are not many people who are qualified to participate in the auction throughout the dinner.

Many of the awards that Yi Xiaoan has won in China are also favored in the international painting circles. It is only a matter of time before he participates in international competitions and obtains the status of "artist" with his works. It is only for academic reasons. attendees.

She herself had a quota with a personal assistant, so she invited Grace, who had always been curious about this dinner, to join her. Iris's family is also a family of artists, so she asked her family for help and got two tickets. She called Yi Xiao'an excitedly and said She will take her Japanese girlfriend with her.

Yi Xiaoan said she was welcome, and Iris also joked that the starting price of this painting exhibition was 30 US dollars, so she would not have the money to bid for the works.

Yi Xiaoan said that it doesn't matter. She knew little about this dinner party in China before. After asking Grace, she found out that there were indeed embarrassing scenes in previous years. Most of the people who came to this party were business tycoons who really knew how to paint. Not much, and the donated money is also based on the nature of public welfare.

In previous years, it often happened that after a painting was exhibited, the response was mediocre, but after a few private discussions, it was won at a price that did not exceed three rounds.

Therefore, apart from those already famous artists, the paintings sent by their students or newcomers in the industry are generally more realistic, which can make people who don't understand the most intuitive visual impact or understand the meaning of a painting.

A relatively abstract rookie student like Yi Xiaoan can easily fall into the embarrassing situation Grace mentioned.

Grace specifically told her about this matter, on the one hand, to give Yi Xiaoan a vaccination, and on the other hand, she actually wanted to hint whether she should tell Shu Yan or not.

Although Yi Xiaoan's painting itself is fine, Grace has no doubt that if any embarrassing situation arises, Shuyan will not hesitate to buy that painting back at the highest price she can accept.

Yi Xiaoan understood what she meant, and just shook her head with a smile. All the girls who are called geniuses and grow up around flowers and applause are usually difficult to withstand the blow of unknown possibilities, like a delicate flower, but Yi Xiaoan is not.

Since she was a child, she has learned enough to adapt to the process of "losing".

Lost the person you love the most, the person who has lost your secret love, many twists and turns are not even worth mentioning in front of these.

However, Yi Xiaoan and Shuyan brought up this matter again. When the two of them sent messages and occasionally chatted about something, Yi Xiaoan told Shuyan that she was going to a party this Saturday night, and that she and Grace were not at home. , to prevent her from coming to the apartment in vain.

【Would you like to invite me to go too? 】Shu Yan sent a message to ask.

[Sorry, I only have one assistant here, Grace seems to need more. 】Yi Xiaoan replied.

She didn't even tell Shu Yan the time and place, and finally only received a sentence from the other party [it's okay. 】

At six o'clock on Saturday night, Yi Xiao'an appeared at the hotel entrance in a black dress with a backless back. She was wearing a black woolen coat, she stepped on a pair of black velvet high-heeled shoes, and her hair was coiled high behind her head into a ball , there is also a delicate silver hairpin embellished on the bun.

Yi Xiaoan came with some painters who participated in the dinner party after uniform makeup. There was a long red carpet at the entrance of the hotel, and both sides were crowded with foreign journalists. Those who didn’t know might think it was some kind of celebrity event.

Dressed appropriately on the red carpet, passing by in threes, threes, fives, men in suits, women in gowns, as long as they pass by, it will cause countless flashes and warm greetings.

Yi Xiaoan doesn't know anyone.

Unfamiliar Asian faces appeared on the red carpet. The reporters were stunned for a moment, and immediately began to photograph this girl who was as beautiful as a supporting star with a keen sense of smell. At the same time, they whispered to each other who this was.

Being unfamiliar and unknown does not affect the enthusiasm of the media in the slightest. No matter whether her paintings can be sold at a high price today, the two labels of "Asian beauty and new face" are enough to have their own gimmicks.

The silver flash light flickered quickly, as if embellishing Yi Xiaoan's black clothes with a silver streamer.

Behind her, Grace had never eaten pork and seen pigs running, so she hurriedly helped Yi Xiaoan take off her coat before the end of the red carpet. Her white back was exposed, as if she had become a stunning beauty in the cold winter. It attracted a burst of shooting from the media at the door.

Yi Xiaoan hurried into the lobby with Grace, and followed the guide into the banquet hall.

She hasn't worn high heels for a while, and she wears them once in a while. The slight discomfort is not a shame, but a little more swaying tenderness.

The author does not participate in the bidding, and is uniformly arranged in an open box on the second floor, and the auction situation below can be seen from upstairs.

Although the banquet hall is decorated in a retro Roman-style church, and the entire hall is dominated by off-white tones, the form of the first and second floors is a bit like the form of listening to operas in ancient China.

There are already many guests on the first floor, and there are not many seats on each round table, and there are exclusive gold-plated nameplates.The violin band played melodious music on the dance floor, and the entire banquet hall was mixed with various low-pitched English conversations.

Iris arrived very early, and when she passed by Yi Xiaoan, she waved excitedly, expressing her great anticipation for a while.

Her Japanese girlfriend, the girl who failed to confess to Yi Xiaoan before, also made a kawaii gesture generously.

Yi Xiaoan nodded with a smile, scanned the surroundings slightly, made sure that there was no one she knew, and then followed up to the second floor.

There are more and more guests on the first floor, most of them are wealthy businessmen from the United States. Whenever they are involved in the business field, they have to communicate with each other, and they have to talk to each other more or less.

It was almost seven o'clock, and the lighting performance team was basically ready. When the people in the room unconsciously sat in their clothes and waited for the opening, the front door of the banquet hall suddenly opened, and an unknown person came in surrounded by the crowd.

Almost everyone's eyes were on that side, and that person didn't stop there, maybe he just shook hands with the organizer and walked to the front row to take a seat.

The banquet hall is too big, and there are chairs with wide backs, which are blocked by the people behind. Yi Xiaoan can't see who that person is, but can only see a vague figure in a suit from the back, which should be a lady.

Yi Xiaoan had a feeling, and she didn't know if she was being sensitive. She stared at the back for a long time, but the other person never looked back. She picked up the phone and sent a message to Iris:

【Iris, the lady who came in just now, do you know who it is? 】

[Wait a minute, let me ask. 】

Iris is on the first floor below, so it's easier to chat with the neighbors and others. After a round of questions, Yi Xiao'an finally got the news:

[I don't know her, her name is Chloe, but the one who can sit in the first row of red chairs is the investment sponsor of this charity gala. 】

Chloe, investment sponsors...

That shouldn't be... Yi Xiaoan slowly sat back in the chair, but still unconsciously sent a message to Shuyan:

[The charity party is about to begin. 】

After about five or six minutes, Shu Yan replied: [Don't be nervous, your painting is great. 】

There is also a "cat scratching" emoticon package.

……

【Are you busy right now? 】Yi Xiaoan sent another message.

With the changing of the lights on the field, the host has already stepped onto the stage, introducing today’s dinner auction process in fluent English, French, German and other national languages. The shelf behind the stage has already been prepared, just waiting for the most important part of the day to begin .

【fine. 】Shu Yan replied.

Yi Xiaoan stared at these two replies, and couldn't tell what was wrong, but he couldn't say it was completely wrong either.

It's like even if Shu Yan is really here, these two replies are still feasible.

Yi Xiao'an stopped turning the corner, and said directly: [I saw a girl here, whose back looks very much like you. 】

She squeezed the phone tightly in her hand, and after about 3 minutes, the vibration sounded, Yi Xiaoan hurriedly clicked on the phone, and there was Shu Yan's reply on it:

[So, miss me? 】

!

Yi Xiao'an knew that he couldn't talk to her now.She blushed slightly, pursed her mouth secretly and replied with a [little shark ran away from home] emoticon pack, then put away her phone and stopped looking at it.

The formal auction began soon. The first group exhibited a group of five paintings by an American painter whose fame has declined in recent years.

The low price of 30 yuan was called once, which seems to be the auction routine in all TV dramas. After a short silence, it was quickly doubled, and finally was auctioned at 80 US dollars.

Of course, the money is used for public welfare.

Neither the author nor the auctioneer, Yi Xiao'an, knew who it was, and they just applauded this group of paintings sincerely.

Every guest, including the painter, will have a list of the order of the auction. Needless to say, the finale will be an old-fashioned artist who will never come to the scene in person today.

Yi Xiao'an is a newcomer, so his position was naturally assigned to the cannon fodder before the finale.

She didn't mind at all, and even pinched a grape on hand and put it in her mouth, quietly supporting the table with her hands and looking down.

The more paintings were exhibited, the more enthusiastic the atmosphere became, until the appearance of an academic artist's painting, almost everyone, including Yi Xiaoan, let out a gasp of amazement.

This painting has been famous in the industry for a long time, and it had always been a private property before. I didn't expect that the artist would be willing to appear here as a donation today, let alone the artist himself.

The old artist stepped onto the stage in a gentlemanly way, and spoke a long monologue in French with great affection. Yi Xiaoan didn't fully understand it, but he understood the general meaning. He called for the integration of virtue and art, and expressed his feelings about the life in the study, and at the same time proved it with his actions.

The appearance of this painting brought the atmosphere to the top, and the price of the painting was almost increased by the audience. The investors in the first row of red chairs did their part, and finally it was auctioned by a rich man in Dubai for 500 million US dollars.

As soon as the hammer was finalized, the audience burst into an uproar. However, apart from regretting that they could not get it, there was more long-lasting applause.

During the intermission, a pianist came on stage, and a soothing and moving music slowly flowed out from the keys.The lights and shadows are scattered, and the atmosphere of the whole party reaches its peak.

【how's it going? 】The mobile phone on the table vibrated, it was a message from Shu Yan.

Unexpectedly, she was still thinking about it remotely.

She poked her head out and looked at the investor lady who went in last in the first row, whose back was somewhat similar to Shu Yan's.

Yi Xiaoan retracted his head, organized his words simply and told Shu Yan what happened just now.

【That painting, do you like it? 】 Shu Yan asked.

Yi Xiaoan was taken aback for a moment, and keenly sensed what she might want to do, and quickly replied: [I like it.But not the kind of personal preference. 】

Shu Yan looked at the news and slightly raised the corner of her mouth: [Xiao An. 】

【Um? 】

[Actually, one day, your paintings will be like this.Liked by many people, has enough value. 】

Knowing that Shu Yan was comforting her, Yi Xiao'an couldn't help but reply: [Will it be. 】

【meeting.It's just a matter of time. 】

As the dinner continued, Yi Xiaoan put down her phone, and there were two more paintings of hers, and three student works from various colleges and universities in the United States were placed next to each other, like an over-the-top show after the climax.

Interest is always so little.

The first painting was called at a low price of 30w, and no one raised the price. The media quickly caught this interest and kept taking pictures of that painting.Yi Xiao'an clearly heard footsteps in the box next door, as if someone ran out crying.

It's a pity that no one will keep her and comfort her in public.

There is always another kind of cruelty hidden behind the glamorous beauty.

The exhibition continued, and the second painting was only sold at a price of 50 yuan. Some people even said in public that the paintings selected by this school are getting worse every year.

With the lights dimmed, Yi Xiaoan's painting was being carried up in the dark, and his phone kept thinking, and he didn't need to look to know that it was Iris' text message bombardment.

Grace was sitting next to Yi Xiaoan, the box was warm and comfortable, there was no need to wear a coat at all, Yi Xiaoan just stood up straight, quietly looking at the painting like a princess.

The lights came on, and at the same time as the painting appeared in front of everyone, Yi Xiaoan's personal introduction lit up on the big screen.

The introduction is not very attractive, but the photo above is enough.Many media recognized that this was the stunning Asian lady on the red carpet just now, and immediately started taking photos.

Yi Xiao'an didn't know why, there were so many people in the banquet hall on the first floor, but she just focused on the investor on the red chair.

She saw her back moving slightly, picked up her phone, and took a photo on the screen.

Immediately after the presentation, the auction begins.

The work "Swing" is generally abstract, with green wood and green as the main color, resembling grass and sky. It is not a typical oil painting landscape, but it has a strong artistic conception.

The starting price of 30w couldn't help being called, and it was quickly raised to 60w.All auctions have a characteristic, that is, they get higher and higher later, and Yi Xiaoan, the author's own characteristics, is attractive enough, so it is not like the first two paintings.

Like booing, when the call reached 100w, the number of people raising cards gradually decreased. After a hammer, Grace was completely relieved.

This result ended, although I don't know if it has met Yi Xiaoan's expectations, but it is enough to explain to the school.

130w.Said with a thick foreign accent.

Is a middle-aged man.It was all right to raise the sign, but he purposely said it loudly. After speaking, he looked around the box on the second floor, as if telling the student owner of the painting who the buyer was with his eyes.

His move and this jump in price are enough to prove that the painting is inevitable.

A boy who looked like a rich second-generation son who had been raising prices before threw the card in his hand back on the table resentfully. After thinking about it, he couldn't make it through, so he directly raised a 160w.

"170w" middle-aged men jumped prices again.

The "180w" young man was already blushing because he couldn't hold back.

The tone of the "200w" man is beyond doubt.

The eyes of the two people exchanged silently for a while, and finally the young man put down the placard in his hand.

Before the host hit the hammer, the two seats raised the same number at the same time.

When they saw the numbers on the two seats again, the audience let out a small exclamation, and the host was a little excited in English:

"250w, two people."

When the man saw the number jumping to 50w, he couldn't help feeling a little sweaty on his brow, and the sign in his hand became wet. He glanced at the box on the second floor, as if he knew Yi Xiaoan's location. After a while, he reached out and held out "270w".

When he lost his voice, the lady on the right raised the integer "300w" again.

Yi Xiaoan looked at the lady holding the placard, it was a foreign face, Yi Xiaoan thought the face was familiar, but he didn't remember who it was for a while, probably knew that it was also from the art world.

300w, more than two-thirds of the auction price present, the man and the lady exchanged eye contact for a while, and finally lost, sitting down resentfully like a losing chicken.

The ladies on the red chairs in the first row of "350w" raised their placards again.

She didn't deliberately grandstanding like men, she just held up the sign silently, and didn't even look back at the competitors diagonally behind.

"380w." The price was raised soon afterwards.

"400w" women have no hesitation.

As if women always understand women better, the two sides didn't procrastinate at all, and directly increased the price to "480w" after a few back and forth

The old artist's painting just now is only 500 million. As a first-year student, Yi Xiaoan is eligible to participate, which is something that many people can't believe. Now that the price is topped, everyone is talking All focus is on her.

Many people even started to search for her background on ins on the spot.

Auctions in the art world have always had an unwritten rule, namely capping.

Especially this kind of relationship between seniors and seniors.If the final auction price of Yi Xiaoan's painting exceeds 500 million today, then the pressure she will bear in the future is self-evident as is the press release.

Grace had imagined many times that no one would bid, but she did not expect the current situation.

Yi Xiaoan's body collapsed straight, Grace boldly reached out to touch her hand, and found that the fingertips were already chilled.

She is also nervous.

Grace felt a very weak tension for a moment.

When the number 480w was read for the second time, everyone stared at the lady in the red chair in the first row.

After all, the number 480 is the bid given by the lady on the right.

Adding 20w is not a loss to her, but it can create big news.

And it can be seen that this lady may be here today for this painting.After all, this is the only painting that has allowed her to participate in the auction so far.

The long string of English numbers "480w" was called for the second time, and the lady seemed to make a sudden movement, and the host was called down by her to say something, and then Grace's cell phone vibrated.

Yi Xiaoan didn't even bother to look at her phone at the moment, Grace clicked on WeChat in a hurry, and saw that the sender was "Yan" and the content was in Chinese:

【Grace, please ask Xiaoan a question for me. 】

[I'm here, please hurry up. 】 Grace quickly replied with her fingers.

[If you really like a work, you can't make it private, can you? 】

Grace hastily handed the phone to Yi Xiaoan, but Yi Xiaoan remained silent and kept staring at the red chairs in the first row.

She seemed to nod her head.

Before Grace could answer this sentence, the host returned to the stage. When she asked loudly for the third time, the ladies in the first row moved the bidding cards slowly, and then buckled the cards under the eyes of everyone.

She gave up.

The "480w" timpani sounded, and there was a burst of warm applause from the audience, followed by even louder discussions.

There was still a moment of sighing, as if the result would not be like this, but it was like this.

Yi Xiaoan let go of his tightly clenched hands, as if his nerves, which had collapsed for a long time, relaxed, and he finally felt a little bit of relaxation.

The last finale came out, which may have been replaced by too many previous reversal climaxes. In the end, only the expected price of 600w was sold.

After the auction ended, the guests moved to the special banquet hall on the [-]th floor one after another, and Yi Xiaoan was no exception.

She turned on the phone and glanced at it in a hurry. The 28 messages were all messages from Iris. Yi Xiao'an replied to see you on the 18th floor and then closed the phone.

As soon as she walked out of the box door, before she had time to go downstairs, she was stopped by an organizer in work clothes, saying that a lady wanted to meet her alone and asked if it was convenient for her.

"Is it the lady who just took the picture?" Yi Xiaoan asked.

It's not surprising that she wants to see her words.

Miss etiquette shook her head: "No, it's the one who didn't take pictures just now, and is also one of the investors of our organizer."

Is it the person whose back looks a bit like Shu Yan?

Yi Xiaoan was stunned for a moment, but no matter what, she really wanted to thank her for not calling the price of 500w in the end.

As for the painting, if you really appreciate it, you will still have the opportunity to meet with the painting in the future.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaoan smiled politely, then shook his head slightly: "It is my painting that appeared in front of that lady today, not its creator."

"I want to keep this appreciation and encounter more pure."

Miss Manners didn't expect her to refuse, she frowned in embarrassment, and finally nodded: "Then, is there anything I can tell you?"

Yi Xiao'an thought for a while, then pursed her lips slightly: "Just say, if we still have a chance to meet again, I will definitely thank her in person."

After Yi Xiaoan finished speaking, he went upstairs first, because it was a banquet, Grace did not go with her, the waiter pressed the elevator button on the 18th floor, and Yi Xiaoan was the only one in the retro elevator of Nuoda.

The yellow textured mirror reflected Yi Xiaoan's cool and delicate face, and the black dress made her look particularly slender and noble.

She was delayed in talking just now, and the other guests who wanted to go upstairs had already arrived.As the elevator went up, Yi Xiaoan became more and more nervous.

Facing the mirror in the elevator, she moved the small silver hair crown on her hair again, until the moment the elevator stopped, a trademark faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

However, the moment the elevator door opened, Yi Xiaoan felt an extremely familiar figure appear in front of him.

A woman in a red floor-length dress was waiting at the elevator door holding a glass of red wine. Seeing her coming out, she tossed her hair coquettishly.

There was no one else in the elevator area in the backcourt, Yi Xiaoan stood in the elevator looking at her a little confused.

Shu Yan shook the watch on her wrist:

"I can take hundreds of millions of jewels, but the 480w painting was lost in my hands." Shu Yan said.

There was a light "ding" sound from the elevator door, Shu Yan stepped forward, and stretched out her hand to pull out Yi Xiaoan who was stunned in place.

Sensing Yi Xiaoan dodging subconsciously, Shu Yan not only did not let go, but instead clasped her five fingers tightly around her waist in a more ambiguous posture.

"Miss Yi just said that she would thank me well when we meet next time, so how should I thank you?"

It was the words that Miss Manners helped pass on just now.

Shu Yan's posture was bold and ambiguous, and the slightly drunken scent of grass and trees wafted from her hairline, not only did she not let go, but followed Yi Xiao'an's back step by step.

When Yi Xiaoan was about to hit the elevator door, Shu Yan supported her behind with one hand in advance, while the other hand hugged her closer and closer from the waist.

The ambiguous and dim light shone on the two beautiful women with different styles, Shu Yan exerted force on her hands, and her whole body almost pressed her lips close to Yi Xiaoan's ear:

"If you like a painting, you can't keep it for yourself—" Shu Yan's voice was playful and bewitching.

"What about the master who likes to paint?"

The author has something to say: Occupation is private!

The sudden transfer of two classes yesterday was something I never expected.

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