Soul Painter of Rebirth

Ke Yuxuan won the grand prize in this competition without any suspense. His paintings are exciting, as if there is a magic power to draw people into the paintings.

Immediately afterwards, "Death" and "The End of the World" were published one after another. The art circle called him "Soul Painter" because his paintings can always shake people's souls.

Master Angus admired Ke Yuxuan very much. He was very pleased to see Ke Yuxuan grow up to this point and reach an unsurpassed position in a short period of time.When he knew that Ke Yuxuan was going back to China, he was very reluctant and sent him to the airport.

"I really hope you can stay here, what a pity!" Master Angus said with emotion.

"There is always a banquet in the world. Country F is a good place. I will come again. Thank you for your help and guidance during this time." Ke Yuxuan's words are sincere. Master Angus never hides his teachings from him, but it is a pity He didn't cherish it in his previous life.

"Don't say that, your own hard work and talent are the most important, you must come to me next time!" Master Angus patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "I have a friend from Huaguo who owns a gallery. You should have heard of it. Yang Zhiyan, he might come to you. Do whatever you want, don't give me face."

"Boss Yang is quite prestigious in China, and it is my honor to have his favor." Ke Yuxuan said with a smile, "Then, goodbye!"

"Goodbye." Master Angus waved his hand.

Ke Yuxuan walked into the security gate with his backpack on his back.

We are going to meet again, Lin Shuyan, and that boy, Ge Tong.

Half lying on the chair in the first class cabin, Ke Yuxuan was calmer than ever. Now Lin Shuyan and Ge Tong have been together for two years, oh, new love!Ke Yuxuan laughed at himself and fell into his own thoughts.

"It's you, what a coincidence." Ji Hui sat next to Ke Yuxuan.

"Yeah, I'm going home." Ke Yuxuan lay still.

"Is the problem solved?" Ji Hui asked with a good temper.

"There's no need to solve it. They're two people who don't matter. It's fine if they continue to be okay." Ke Yuxuan shrugged. It doesn't matter anymore. Why do you still feel sad?Still not reconciled!However, he will never make the same mistake a second time.

"Won't you be sad?" Ji Hui asked persistently.

"So what can I do if I'm sad?" Ke Yuxuan's face darkened, why is this person so annoying!Put on headphones and watch a movie, and ignore him.

Looking at Ke Yuxuan who was having a temper, Ji Hui was in an inexplicably good mood. After two or three years, that young man faded away and became more mature and charming.Ji Hui pulled up his chair and took out his laptop. The destination was still twelve hours away, and he still had a lot of documents to deal with.

Ke Yuxuan glanced at this workaholic, concentrated on watching his movie, fell asleep unknowingly, until he felt that someone was filming him.

Ke Yuxuan opened his eyes in a daze, and the man looked at him with a smile, "It's dinner time."

Ke Yuxuan sat up, the blanket slipped off his body, who covered him with the blanket, he rubbed his eyes and regained consciousness.

Ke Yuxuan got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came back, the stewardess was delivering food, "Please give me a cup of coffee, thank you."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The stewardess put the plates away and turned to pour coffee.

"Drinking coffee at this time, won't you sleep at night?" Ji Hui has already started eating, and it's not good to have irregular work and rest at a young age.

Ke Yu stared at the sky, but didn't hear it.

Ji Hui smiled lowly, the child's expression is really rich enough.

Ke Yuxuan rolled his eyes, what's so ridiculous?This person is sick!

Facts proved that he was right. Ke Yuxuan couldn't sleep at night, so he could only watch movies to pass the time. Fortunately, he arrived in Shanghai at ten o'clock, and the old man was still working, so he was really drunk.

As soon as he arrived at the destination, Ke Yuxuan couldn't wait to get off the plane, and his elder brother said he was very happy to pick him up in person.

"Brother—" Ke Yuxuan opened his arms and rushed towards the bored old brother who was waiting, and hugged him, "I miss you so much."

The elder brother helplessly pulled down the younger brother, and patted his head, "Hurry up and go home, mom and dad are waiting!"

Ji Hui watched the happy child get into the car and left, and smiled as he got into the car that came to pick him up.

"President Ji, that seems to be Ke Ruixuan, the new president of the Ke Corporation." Assistant Yao followed the boss's gaze when he saw that the boss had been looking there.

Ji Hui looked back at him, "Ke Shi?"

"Yes, the Ke family is an upstart in Shanghai. Ke's products are of excellent quality and have a good reputation. They have a small-scale cooperation with us and have great potential." Assistant Yao hurriedly told the boss what he knew.

"The person he came to pick up...?" Ji Hui asked casually.

"It should be his younger brother. It is said that he studied in country F and won the championship of the oil painting art competition. He is known as the 'soul painter', Ke Yuxuan." Assistant Yao made another mistake of talking too much.

Ji Hui raised his eyebrows and looked at Assistant Yao.

Assistant Yao scratched his head in embarrassment, "My younger sister is an oil painting student and admires him very much. She said that his paintings have the effect of shocking the soul and purifying the soul. I have seen a few of them, and they are indeed shocking." Assistant Yao pulled out Online pictures for the boss to see.

Ji Hui's expression froze after taking a look at it. The Soul Painter really wasn't lying. You can imagine how thrilling it is when you face the original work intuitively. Who made you so sad and desperate? Is it the person you said?Rebirth?Is this determined to let go?Ji Hui felt sorry for the hesitation, helplessness and despair that little man had experienced, but luckily he came out by himself.

Ji Hui handed the phone to the assistant, and said nothing. Assistant Yao couldn't understand what the boss was thinking, so he had to put the phone in his pocket to install the statue.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!" Ke Yuxuan didn't change his shoes, and rushed to hug his mother.

"Hey, baby boy, we all watched that award presentation, it's so handsome!" Mother Ke patted her baby boy on the back.

"Hurry up and take a rest, it's already twelve o'clock." Father Ke also looked at his youngest son lovingly.

Ke Yuxuan returned to his room, feeling like a lifetime away, looking around, lying on his bed, the joy of regaining possession is indescribable, and he will never lose it again in this life.

After Ke Yuxuan returned to China, the first person who came to him was Yang Zhiyan, Boss Yang.

"You said you wanted to be my manager yourself?" Ke Yuxuan was very surprised, he thought that Yang Zhiyan would sign a contract with him and send him a manager.

"Yes, I trust Angus' vision. Besides, I've seen your works, and they are really amazing. If you sell them, you will definitely get a good price." Yang Zhiyan invited Ke Yuxuan to chat in a coffee shop, "I just want to know Can you guarantee the production volume of your works? I don’t have a hard and fast rule. I know that inspiration is often relied on, but at least one piece per year must be guaranteed.”

Ke Yuxuan thought for a while, and one painting a year is not too much, "I can only guarantee the quality as much as possible, and you can choose by yourself and take the right one away."

"Okay, this is the contract, you can ask a lawyer to have a look." Yang Zhiyan believed in his own vision, even if Ke Yuxuan was at the end of his rope, these three paintings could already be collected as amazing works, and there would be no problem with the sky-high price.What's more, Angus said that this young man is very spiritual, and it is by no means a flash in the pan. Angus' judgment is still trustworthy.

Ke Yuxuan took the contract, glanced at it briefly, and put it in his backpack.

"After thinking about it, let's set a time to formally sign the contract." Yang Zhiyan got up to end the conversation.

"I don't plan to sell "Rebirth", I think I need the right to decide on the sale of the painting." Ke Yuxuan added.

"Yes, but what I said is that one painting a year can be sold, and I can exhibit the others for you. If there are more paintings, I can open a special area." Yang Zhiyan was very tolerant of this young man.

"Thank you," Ke Yuxuan got up and thanked.

"No, I can understand the mood. Every painter will regard the work as his own child. It's normal to be reluctant." Yang Zhiyan patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the coffee shop.

Ke Yuxuan went to find his father with the contract. It is foolish to rely on someone but rely on himself.