Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

Su Wenyu and Pei Jinwen only said a few words, and Dorseus on the other end of the call probably understood. A kind face immediately approached the screen, and his eyes widened.

"Wen Yu, then you plan to go in the direction of pure art?" He looked a little surprised, and he guessed right.

"Yes, that's why I was bothering you by posting the work document earlier, just to ask you for a little guidance." Su Wenyu didn't hide anything, and briefly talked about his recent preparations.

At that time, he went abroad for an exchange, and the institution he applied for was the well-known Roterston.Although illustration belongs to the School of Design at Roteston University, it is actually a cross-professional of fine arts and design, and the overall teachers are also shared.

But Dorseus is actually a teacher of pure art, but he has always been optimistic about Su Wenyu's talent in artistic creation, and gave him a lot of help and encouragement during the three-month study abroad. The reason why this mentor is so close.

"Why bother?" Dalsius looked very excited, put the shower aside, and said, "I thought you were a good seed before. There is no difference between illustration and fine art, but compared to expressing What other people think, I prefer to let you tell your own story."

He stretched his arms, picked up the pruning shears and leaned towards the nearby flowers, his tone turned teasing: "Speaking of which, your graduation work at that time is still hanging in my office. The stalker insisted on buying it, but I didn't agree."

"No way?" Su Wenyu raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the young man beside him, his face full of surprise and suspicion.

Although I heard him say that he had seen his own paintings when he was abroad, it is really hard to imagine that he would have such great enthusiasm for this work.

When the two met their gazes, Pei Jinwen paused for a moment, then turned away slightly, coughed lightly and said, "Teacher, save me some face."

Dorseus ignored him, and laughed at himself.

Pei Jinwen didn't care about it, as if he wanted to change the subject on purpose, he lowered his head, uncovered the food box surrounded by small dishes, and pushed it in front of Su Wenyu: "Try this."

It looks familiar, and the taste is not unfamiliar.

Su Wenyu thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt a little pleasantly surprised: "This seems to be... the most famous snack in the school cafeteria?"

Three months of communication time is not a long time. After such a long time, many things have been forgotten, but he still has a deep impression on this dessert. It is really too long every time the queue is too long. Occasionally, it takes a long time to eat it once. A lot of power.

Pei Jinwen smiled, his eyes were as gentle as a pool of water, and the inside shimmered: "Absolutely authentic, the teacher can testify."

"You still remember." Dorseus said with emotion seeing them enjoying themselves happily.

Then, as if thinking of something, he raised his eyebrows and muttered: "By the way, Wen Yu, I have a student association who will curate an exhibition in Paris after a while. Ask for you."

Hearing this, Su Wenyu was taken aback for a moment, but after he realized it, his eyes brightened instantly.

"That's hard work, teacher."

For next year's Pietro Art Grand Prix, what he lacks most now is a beautiful resume and the time to create it.

The recent integration exhibition in Yancheng is counted as one, and next month's Lussen Art Fair is also counted as one. If you add the teacher's experience of exhibiting abroad, at least the qualifications for the competition are already guaranteed.

Dorseus waved his hand, thinking that at most it was just a matter of setting up a thread, and it was just a matter of raising his hands. "You are welcome. If you think it is suitable after reading it, I have also negotiated with me. You can send the work directly."

"Okay." Su Wenyu hurriedly thanked him repeatedly, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Pei Jinwen also bent his lips, and after a while, sighed half-truthfully, and said, "It's just a pity, this cooperation between you and our company is probably the last business draft you accept? Then Where can we find such an excellent illustrator in the future?"

"For example, our studio?" Su Wenyu recommended himself cheekily: "My colleagues are all excellent."

He is always very humble about himself, but he never hesitates to praise the studio behind him, especially those who are capable and experienced like Xiao Mu Mosheng, and he does not forget to win business for Xu Yiqi.

Pei Jinwen couldn't help laughing: "With an employee like you, your boss can rest assured."

However, at the same time, as the boss, Xu Yiqi was not having a good time.

He is a talker who feels uncomfortable when he does not speak, and he is sitting quietly on the side of the box at the moment, his back is tense, but it is obvious from a glance that he is in a strong posture.

In stark contrast to him was the man sitting across from him.

A dark suit with a blue tie, buttoned up meticulously, looks imposing, with an expressionless handsome face, a clear and sharp jaw line, and obvious indifference in his eyes.

It was Huo Cheng.

And Xu Yiqi was invited here for no reason, not to talk about anything else, but to talk about the internal issues of the studio.

Emotionally, he felt that Mr. Huo in front of him was not qualified as Su Wenyu's predecessor, so why should he interfere in these matters, but rationally——

He dare not fart.

Just sitting face to face like this, with four eyes facing each other, he was almost out of breath.

"...Are you saying that there is something wrong with Sister Fang?" He finally understood the purpose of the other party's visit, and asked with difficulty.

Huo Cheng nodded.

Sister Fang is the external agent of the studio. She is shrewd and astute. She has represented almost all the illustrators in the studio.

But then for some reason, she did slack off a little bit at work. On the day Su Wenyu stayed in the studio in the middle of the night, Xu Yiqi complained to him about the fact that she stumbled and was almost cheated by a big company.

But even so, it is instinct to protect oneself, so Xu Yiqi didn't hesitate much, but decided to be consistent with the outside world first, so he categorically denied: "Impossible!"

Huo Cheng frowned for a moment, and without further explanation, he directly took out a stack of materials and handed them over silently.

Xu Yiqi subconsciously took it with both hands, and after turning a few pages, his expression changed, his eyes looked at the man in front of him in bewilderment, and he couldn't believe it no matter how he thought about it.

He couldn't help but ask, "but why did she do this?"

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows: "This is something you should investigate."

The implication is that your employees still want to ask me about the motive of committing the crime?

So Xu Yiqi choked suddenly.

He took the information and continued to scroll down. The more he looked down, the wider his eyes became, the more serious his expression became, and he even retreated a little unconsciously.

As soon as he retreated, Huo Cheng leaned forward, his voice was low and cold, and it made people's liver tremble when he heard it: "Her current authority belongs to full power agency, so in the next step, Su Wenyu's manuscript will be very dangerous."

"I understand, I will definitely deal with this person, thank you Mr. Huo for reminding me." Xu Yiqi is used to talking loudly, and he just got help, so he blurted out: "Fortunately, Wen Yu has been busy recently and has not accepted any business cooperation. It's-"

But as soon as the words came out, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong, raised his eyelids, and couldn't help but look at the man in front of him suspiciously, and tentatively said: "Mr. Huo, you didn't come here on purpose to inquire about Wen Yu's news, did you?"

Huo Cheng's expression did not change at all, he lowered his eyes, noncommittal.

In Xu Yiqi's eyes, this was the default.

Deliberately asking myself out, not going directly to the studio, and cleaning up the pests in the studio, and trying to find out the situation, no matter how you look at it, it seems that there is no love left.

Wow, the young master really regretted it!

Xu Yiqi's hidden worries these days finally came true. When it came to the happy life of his friends, he even became more courageous. He looked directly at the man in front of him and deliberately reminded him: "You have already broken up."

These words seemed to have touched the place that Huo Cheng least wanted to touch, his expression turned cold instantly, and the air pressure in his body dropped rapidly.

"I don't admit it." He said in a calm voice.

Xu Yiqi immediately fell on his back in anger.

What kind of robber speaks!

But looking at Huo Cheng's appearance, he didn't know what to do or what to do, his chest was so tight that he couldn't help taking a quick breath.

But after a while, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly calmed down.

"Mr. Huo, look." Xu Yiqi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the man.

"This is a pair of rings between my girlfriend and I. I gave it to her on the first anniversary. I hope to keep her locked up and promise to treat her forever and stay together for the rest of my life."

Huo Cheng's patience has never been good. When everything is under control, he can be calm and relaxed, but when things exceed expectations, he is actually the most impatient, and he likes efficiency, and hates wasting time on meaningless things. things.

If it was normal, he would have interrupted Xu Yiqi long ago, how could he have the time to listen to these useless trifles.

But right now, he was in a trance for a moment, unconsciously stretched out his hand, and looked down.

empty.

Seeing this, Xu Yiqi smiled, put away all the gags in the past, and said with an extremely serious face: "When I told Wen Yu the other day, he did the same thing as you."

Huo Cheng was shocked all of a sudden.

"Mr. Huo, you don't admit to breaking up, but I always feel that maybe you haven't really been together before."

Xu Yiqi thought of the sadness and loneliness on Su Wenyu's face unconsciously staring at the ring he hadn't given away at that time, and couldn't help sighing: "You can only have the ring, or you can only have the promise, but you can't have nothing. .”

"There has been nothing, and he can't hold on."

Huo Cheng's fingers trembled violently, as if being burned by something.He blinked, and the black eyes that had been impassive since entering the door suddenly flashed a gloomy dark color.

Then, he took a deep breath.

The broad and straight shoulders seemed to collapse in an instant, and even the straight back seemed to bend an inch.

Promise?Then he really didn't think about it before.

All he wanted was to be like this, to maintain the status quo.What do you want to do with such a distant thing?no need.

For such a long time, he just told himself that he didn't want to change to someone else, but he didn't say forever to Su Wenyu.

Now he wants to give it, but Su Wenyu, would he still want it?

作者有话要说：感谢在2022-01-1701:30:20~2022-01-1801:31:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 irascible female high school student;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of body and mind; 10 bottles of people like the moon; 74 bottle of 1 potential;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!