He doesn't want to make green tea

I have been following Lowe for almost two years, and the girls never dreamed that one day they would see Lowe like this.

Not only did he not drive Zhang Yu off, he even let Zhang Yu sit in the back seat and took Zhang Yu for a walk.

"This should be the car that Luo Wei usually doesn't allow people to touch, right?" In order to make sure if she remembered it wrong, the girl asked Lian Yuanqing.

Lian Yuanqing touched his chin: "The car is still the same car."

Whether the person is that person or not, he doesn't know.

On the big screen, only Luo Wei could be seen arching his body, the black motorcycle suit clearly outlined the waistline, Zhang Yu hugged his waist behind him, and the helmet was attached to his back.

Luo Wei slowed down halfway, sat up a little bit, and Zhang Yu also raised his head.

The last time the competition was in the afternoon, Zhang Yu looked up in panic and nervousness, the scenery was beautiful and he felt very happy, but this time it was at night, maybe because of relaxation, the mood was completely different, he felt freedom and a kind of An indescribable sense of security, and my mind drifted far away.

It was the first time that Zhang Yu really wanted to try riding a motorcycle, as if he felt fun from it.

The three played here for two or three hours. At first, everyone thought that Luo Wei was here to compete with Lian Yuanqing, but this person only took Zhang Yu for a couple of laps on the racing track, and then he left in a cool manner. According to people familiar with the matter It was revealed that Luo Wei rode his beloved motorcycle and took Zhang Yu to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Zhang Yu bought a piece of tofu and two fish, hung them on Luo Wei's motorcycle, and left in a corner of the city.

Such an operation by Luo Wei was unheard of, and soon spread in the small circle. Everyone wanted to find out what the relationship between him and Zhang Yu was, and after many inquiries, it reached the ears of Luo Wei's friends.

Because they were too curious and heard that Zhang Yu was going to hold an art exhibition, many people made an appointment to see it on the day of the art exhibition.

The first day of the art exhibition was on the weekend, and Zhou Xuewen specially helped Zhang Yu choose the day, just for the sake of having more people.

But Zhang Yu temporarily changed a painting, which was not within the scope of Zhou Xuewen's plan.

The new painting was painted by Zhang Yu in the past few days. The light and colors are very novel. This painting is called "Burning".

In the inspiration introduction, Zhang Yu wrote that this is the feeling and experience when riding a friend's motorcycle. Although the picture has nothing to do with the motorcycle, they are all associations generated at that time.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, there were not many people, and it seemed a little deserted, but the pair of "Burning" was sold within an hour after the door opened.

Originally, Zhou Xuewen was not optimistic about the painting, but it turned out that the price of the painting was quite high. The person who bought the painting did not want to reveal his name and did not show his face. He was wearing a mask and a peaked cap all the time. Zhou Xuewen just looked at the back and felt a little bit look familiar.

No matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like Lowe.

Xing Yuxing's painting was actually exhibited for the first time three days ago, but Xing Shulan's small circle has not been able to get it all together. When she went to see it, it was also on the weekend.

Duan Yan was also with them.

This person is usually very quiet. In fact, he doesn't like to mix with some small groups. His hobbies are completely different from those of these so-called businessmen and ladies. This time he agreed to go together because he heard that there is a big art festival. from.

Duan Yan also brought her own son, a chatterbox about Xing Yuxing's age, perhaps because he is well-informed and has to express his own opinions on everything.

Along the way, he spoke eloquently about the history, genres, and concepts of the paintings he saw, but when he finally arrived at Xing Yuxing's painting exhibition, he became silent instead.

The friends who came together were really curious about the views of this boy who studied art. Seeing that he was quiet after entering the art exhibition, some people couldn't help asking: "Duan Ze, why did you become quiet when you came in? I was influenced by the artistic atmosphere. Reached?"

If Xing Shulan had a tail, it would be up to the sky now. If Duan Ze didn't speak, she felt that this person was speechless, so she also said: "Is there nothing you want to say? Ozawa, just say what you want What, our family Yuxing accepts opinions."

When Duan Zelin went out, Duan Yan specially told him not to talk casually at the art exhibition, so as not to attract people's hatred, especially Xing Shulan is not a magnanimous person, if you don't want to agree, it's best to keep silent.

Therefore, even if he didn't like it, he didn't say a word, and he couldn't hold back for a long time. At this time, someone finally asked him, and it wasn't him who wanted to comment. He expressed his opinion tactfully: " Is it possible to buy the exhibition space here? It’s just more expensive.”

other people:"……"

Some were unprepared and laughed outright.

This is a disguised way to say that Xing Yuxing's painting is not good enough, and he is trying to squeeze in.

This person commented as he walked: "There is no spirituality, no expression, and the texture is dead. The painting is beautiful, and it has nothing to do with art. I don't know how to hang it..."

It was Xing Shulan who asked people to comment first, and she didn't expect this person to speak so directly and so harshly, so she swallowed her breath first, and when everyone walked all the way, she said again: "Ozawa knows art, this year Is there an art exhibition too?"

Everyone knows Xing Shulan's doting on her own children. This is clearly a grudge. Duan Ze is a straightforward person who hates intrigue, so he waved his hand immediately: "Auntie, there is no need. If you don't want me to comment, you don't need to open your mouth. What's the matter with short?"

"What are you talking about? Of course, Auntie doesn't mean that. She just cares..."

The narrow-mindedness was exposed, and before the group could embarrass themselves, Duan Ze ran out again.

"This painting is really good, expressionism? It has a personality." At this time, the group of ladies had already left Xing Yuxing's art exhibition, and wandered to other places. .

Fortunately, he had been parked in the same area, and a group of people walked around and slowly caught up with him.

Xing Shulan didn't want to argue with this crazy boy anymore. In her opinion, Duan Ze's bluffing character, which has nothing to do with prudence, is not an artist at all, and no one would take his words seriously.

But when she casually looked at a painting admired by Duan Ze, her complexion changed.

The name below is Zhang Yu.

She looked around and found that this exhibition hall was much bigger than her son's, and there were many people.

Xing Shulan's face was a bit ugly, and of course everyone else noticed it.

"This is also your child's art exhibition, right? I remember Zhang Feng's ex-wife's child, is it just Zhang Yu?"

Xing Shulan smiled awkwardly and nodded.

"Your family really has two young artists."

Part of their small circle knew that Zhang Yu had moved away from home, and some didn't know it. They mentioned it purely as a compliment, and they didn't expect that the flattering would be slapped on the nose of a horse.

Some little sisters don't understand art, but it seems that many authoritative people come here and secretly start asking prices behind Xing Shulan's back.

However, there were too many people, and gradually some other words came out. I don't know who started the rumors. Some people started to say that Zhang Yu plagiarized, and then someone came out to explain that the person who plagiarized was not Zhang Yu, but his stepmother's son Xing Yuxing, Xing Yuxing's son. The painting hangs next door.

At the beginning, the voice was still very low, but gradually he said everything, half blamed Zhang Yu, half blamed Xing Yuxing for plagiarism, until Duan Ze said carelessly in the crowd:

"Just by looking at it, you can tell who copied who. Zhang Yu's painting style is very unique and very individual. If you can't copy it, it's..."

Duan Yan covered his mouth to hold back what he said later, but the people around him had already understood what was going on.

In fact, people who know a little bit about art have the same idea as Duan Ze.

Xing Shulan didn't expect that she had waited so long for this opportunity, thinking that her son would make a splash, but Zhang Yu stole the limelight again. Not only that, Xing Yuxing's plagiarism even got worse.

Instead, it got a bad reputation.

Duan Yan also started to visit the art exhibition at this time, and she also liked Zhang Yu's paintings very much.

She took a fancy to two pictures and told her son to ask if they were for sale.

In the beginning, many friends in the art exhibition came for Luo Wei, wanting to see what kind of character Zhang Yu is. Some of them didn’t know why the crowd came in to see the painting, and gradually more and more people came in. .

Of the forty paintings that Zhang Yu exhibited that day, twenty of them were sold, with an average price of 100 to [-] yuan, and some even sold for [-] yuan. Zhang Yu earned nearly [-] million yuan.

Seeing so much money for the first time, others were a little confused.

For a newcomer who opened a private art exhibition for the first time, it was already a very good result.

Coming out of the art exhibition, Duan Ze was still a little unsatisfied: "I saw Zhang Yu in person today. I didn't expect him to be so young. I thought he must be at least 30 years old."

Of course he didn't know that Zhang Yu was born again, and he didn't know that Zhang Yu had been painting and studying for many years in his previous life, so he thought Zhang Yu was cheating in life.

"Talent type."

Duan Ze commented: "And she looks good."

Apart from the paintings, Zhang Yu's face should be the one that impressed him the most.

Like Duan Ze, those who came out of the exhibition, whether they came to see the paintings or join in the fun, all left a deep impression on Zhang Yu, and someone even uploaded his video on the Internet, causing a wave of discussion.

Unlike others, Zhang Yu only had a few thoughts that were too vulgar.

How will he spend so much money?

Why does it feel like money comes so easily?

Should the cause of the lost youth continue?Does that mean he can leave work early?

He had trouble sleeping that night.

Before rebirth, the biggest concern was money. I worried about money every day, for survival, for a better life, and abandoned everything.

He thought of his family again. Because he could not borrow money, his grandma used to sell pancakes at the school gate. She was old and her fingers didn't look very clean. She was thrown into the trash can in front of her. She was said to be dirty, and dogs would not eat anything she made.

The old lady drooped her eyelids, as if she would not feel humiliated or sad.

Zhang Yu had never been afraid of his family picking him up from school, but at that time he really wanted to be rich, and if he could be respected by others, he also wanted his grandma to be respected by others.

Pretend to be rich, sometimes to protect yourself.

But when such a day really happened, Zhang Yu didn't know how to spend so much money.

Even after paying taxes, it's still a huge number.

The author has something to say: I don’t understand art, and I don’t know how to sell paintings. It’s all nonsense. Sisters, the main reason is to let Zhang Yu have money to spend?