evening star evening star

Lu Wanxing frantically dried her hair, but Lu Wanxing still couldn't calm down.

The hot feeling still remained in his body, he went to bed, and before falling asleep, he barely remembered to mute his phone, and fell into a deep dream.

When Shen Hewei came in, Lu Wanxing was just about to leave the computer.

He got up halfway, and was pushed back to the engineering chair by Shen Hewei.

The force was neither light nor heavy, and I couldn't feel any emotion, but after pressing it back, the hand was still on his shoulder, like a fixation charm, making Lu Wanxing's back close to the back of the chair, making it difficult to even turn his head.

Lu Wanxing had no choice but to raise his head, barely able to see the chin and half of the face of the person standing behind him.

But soon, the owner of that face bent down, showed Lu Wanxing his cold expression, and kissed Lu Wanxing's lips.

The two kissed lightly, Lu Wanxing was more eager, her waist was tensed, and she wanted to get closer to Shen Hewei.

Although Shen Hewei looked worried, he still let go of Lu Wanxing's hand, saw him kneeling on the chair backwards, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

Shen and Wei's arms were as firm and warm as usual, Alpha's pheromones gently surrounded Landing Evening Star, their compatibility was high, and their soothing effect was more obvious.

Lu Wanxing put her hands around the back of his neck and rubbed against his face sleepily, clinging to him.

Although Shen Hewei was puzzled and stood still, not even hugging back, Lu Wanxing was also relaxed and at ease.

"Tell me what time it is."

It is almost a habit that has been preserved since high school. I always want to finish it quickly. As long as I start painting, I will inevitably stay up late.

Feeling guilty, Lu Wanxing turned back to reach for the hand he put on her waist, and when she was tired of him enough, she smiled and begged for mercy: "Isn't this over? I will spend the rest of the time with you, okay?" ?”

Shen Hewei was noncommittal. At some point, he was hugged by Lu Wanxing just now, and the next moment, he was at the window again.

Looking around, there are many tall buildings and traffic outside the window.

Lu Wanxing came back to his senses, and he didn't find it strange. He accepted the fact that the place where he drew was not the study, but Shen Hewei's office.

With him occupying the place, it is estimated that Shen Hewei has been unable to work, which is why he is so angry.

He was about to apologize when he saw that the other person's face was suddenly cold, almost freezing, completely different from the indifference he pretended just now, it would only make people want to back away from him, there is no way to put on a smiling face.

Sure enough, Shen Hewei said: "Lu Wanxing, if you still have self-respect, don't contact me again in the future."

Lu Wanxing's eyes suddenly turned red, as if he was angry, he immediately got up and tidied up his toolbox.

With one hand in his pocket, Shen Hewei stood sideways by the French window, with an indifferent attitude, without saying a word.

When he took the heavy toolbox and pushed the door out, he saw the fluorescent lights reflecting pale patches in the endless corridors of the hospital in the middle of the night.

Lu Wanxing didn't have any doubts, why did he arrive at the hospital after leaving the office, all he knew was to keep walking.

He had already forgotten that Shen Hewei was in the office behind him, calling Shen Hewei's name, but he couldn't find anyone, and he couldn't find the elevator going down.

He turned two big bends along the path, and the grandmother sitting on the chair raised her head and asked him with a disappointed face: "Evening Star, who broke your head?"

Then he looked at Lu Wanxing's stomach: "You just don't have a long memory, and you're not afraid to follow your mother's old ways, right?"

Lu Wanxing raised his hand to touch his forehead, and saw that his hands were dripping with blood, the smell of rust filled his nostrils instantly, his vision began to be covered with a dark red background, and the baby's crying pierced his eardrums.

He sat up suddenly, waking up from the dream.

This dream has been going on for too long. When I returned to the hotel, it might not be ten o'clock, and I fell asleep when my head touched the pillow.

At this time, he glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the smart housekeeper's breathing screen, and it was already two o'clock in the morning.

At night, a wind blew up on the island, and the curtains came out of the two-palm-wide window, and were caught in the wind, rattling.

The room was icy cold, and Lu Wanxing, who had been sleeping soundly, didn't feel any warmth at all.

Lu Wanxing got out of bed, and the sensor lights gradually turned on.

He tried to pull back the curtain from the frenzied wind, only to realize the strength of the wind, half of it was pulled back, and the other half was swept away again without paying attention, the sea breeze hit his face, and the salty smell of sea water soon overwhelmed his dream. The bloody wash away.

After several minutes, Lu Wanxing finally managed to close the window with a "bang".

He went to find a cup, wanted to pour a glass of water to drink, but he was not familiar with the hotel room, so he went around in a big circle.

Passing by the full-length mirror halfway, I saw myself from the inside, the nightgown on my body was half open, revealing a thin and flat chest, above was a pale face, the hair on the temples was soaked with sweat, and my eyes were dull, as if I was in a ghost.

Holding a cup of warm water, he went to sit in the room that his assistant had temporarily packed up and used as a studio.

On the workbench was the toolbox he never forgot to bring when he was chased away by Shen Hewei in his dream just now. Lu Wanxing opened the box and stroked the two brushes on the top with one hand, and then he seemed to reconnect with reality. few.

Unable to regain sleep for the time being, he turned on the computer and checked the reply emails casually.

The top one was sent by his assistant not long after he fell asleep, about the work arrangement for tomorrow's art exhibition on Dianyi Island.

The details had already been decided before coming, but I just reminded Lu Wanxing again at the end.

This time, the art exhibition held on Dianyi Island was very successful. It was affirmed by the professional field, and because of the good publicity, it also took into account the extremely high commercial value.

Lu Wanxing has works to participate in the exhibition, but he has been unable to leave his body before. The organizer invited him repeatedly, and finally went to the island yesterday.

The tentative opening time of the art exhibition is half a month. This is the ninth day of the exhibition. There have already been orders with a high transaction value. Most of the well-known artists have not left yet. Lu Wanxing came by coincidence. It is the time when the atmosphere of the art exhibition is the strongest.

Dianyi Island is adjacent to two small subtropical countries with picturesque scenery. Even if there is no art exhibition, it is full of tourists all year round.

During the day yesterday, Lu Wanxing, his manager and assistants took the ferry arranged by the organizer so as not to be squeezed into canned sardines.

The assistant yelled that it was hot, and went to the vending machine on the deck to buy a few bottles of iced drinks. Lu Wanxing raised his hand to pick it up, and saw Shen Hewei standing obliquely behind the assistant from a distance.

He was wearing a light gray silk shirt, with a tall and straight figure, outlining the smooth lines of the shoulders and back, with those dark eyebrows and eyes and a cold expression, his whole body was elegant, as if he was completely separated from the hot air on Dianyi Island , self-contained carelessness.

Since they separated from the Shen family before, Lu Wanxing asked for a divorce but failed. Fortunately, he received the opportunity of a visiting scholar from the publishing house. After returning to school to complete the credits, he left Linshi. A public art academy for exchange students.

Lu Wanxing's undergraduate university tends to be comprehensive. After arriving at the public academy of fine arts, he is like a fish returning to the water after dying on the shore. Unprecedented experience of "art" two.

He no longer has the thought to spend more on commercial publishing, he only knows that there are not enough classes, and he keeps drawing.

The few works placed in the gallery attracted mature managers for him. With his accumulated efforts and proper operation, he quickly emerged in the industry and received various honors.

The second time he had the feeling of stepping on the clouds, the difference was that this time, there were traces of his footsteps to follow, he raised his eyes and looked around, the way ahead was clear, and he was no longer at a loss.

For more than a year, he and Shen Hewei did not meet each other.

After a sudden glance in the ferry cabin, Lu Wanxing couldn't recover.

Fortunately, the other party was just waiting for his companion, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and stepped out of Lu Wanxing's sight.

Under the scorching sun, Lu Wanxing got off the boat and went to the island. Even though there was a car sent by the organizer to welcome him, Lu Wanxing still had some heatstroke.

The reason why I rushed him to come today is because there was a banquet arranged in the evening, judging by the number of people present, it was more grand than the opening day.

Lu Wanxing took the anti-heat medicine brought by his assistant and rested in the hotel room. The rest of the team was divided into two groups. One group prepared for Lu Wanxing's logistics, and the other group went to the hotel's banquet hall first.

Lu Wanxing's manager, Qiao Qing, had just entered the exhibition hall of modern paintings when he ran into an acquaintance from the auction house.

The other party led a group of people, centered on the man in the middle who looked dispirited.

They have been in this business for a long time, nothing else but eye poison, Lu Wanxing's manager, Qiao Qing, can tell at a glance that the other party has a lot of money and a lot of hands.

An acquaintance from the auction house came up to talk to him first: "With Master Ding?"

Qiao Qing laughed exaggeratedly for a while, saying that Master Ding sounded like a ghost hunter, and he also dreamed of Lu Wanxing gaining a firm foothold in the modern school, so don't spread this name, it will damage their image.

The two groups of people chatted as they walked, and the topic of conversation was of course Qiao Qing's most energetic and best Lu Wanxing.

He is an artist who does not suffer from any artist's disease. He will not lose contact for a long time, has no tendency to go crazy, and will not regard communication as an insult to himself. He is willing to cooperate with attending events occasionally, which is conducive to the promotion of the team.

The few completely commercial publications that have been published before also illustrate his nature of not rubbish money, but it is also his only resume that has been secretly criticized.

Surrounded by the organizers and the consultants he brought, Shen Hewei walked around and listened to the conversation of the two people around him.

One of them said that if he had met Lu Wanxing earlier, he would have taken the route of being a young man, all roads lead to Rome, and he would be a "master" if he played casually, and he would not have to go through the passive period of waiting for a suitable buyer to appear.

The other cheered and said, it's not too late to say that you are young, not to mention that Lu Wanxing's artistic talent has already been recognized professionally.

Not long after, the man who had been walking with him for a while after meeting by chance answered the phone and said goodbye to them. Before leaving, he nodded to Shen Hewei.

Lu Wanxing was accompanied by two people, and after rushing to the scene, a glass of wine was stuffed in their hands.

Just now, the man who lamented that Lu Wanxing could not wait for a suitable buyer brought Lu Wanxing to start a social meeting where he took the initiative to meet people or be known by others, and he didn't have time to be alone all night.

Shen Hewei waited impatiently, and asked the consultant beside him the value of the two works.

Although he buys a lot, he doesn't often offer opinions on his own initiative. He is only responsible for deciding whether to agree to buy the list of collections sent up.

The consultant pondered for a moment, then said: "The Mr. Qiao I met just now is the author's agent. If you are interested, we can talk to him."

He was brought to Lu Wanxing's side, and saw that Lu Wanxing habitually maintained a smile that was barely wide. He was obviously used to this scene and was tired of it, but he still wanted to continue.

When he saw Shen Hewei, he was obviously stunned, and then there was a feeling of embarrassment and a slightly embarrassed expression that he had never seen before.

For some reason, a subtle joy arose in Shen Hewei's heart.

It was Shen Hewei's art consultant and Lu Wanxing's manager who were in charge of the conversation. They exchanged a few words warmly and then walked away.

He didn't intend to learn the half-spoken style in this circle, but he could understand that this business couldn't be done.

No wonder his consultant had such an expression when he said the name of the work just now.

On the other side, Lu Wanxing was still a boring gourd with a smile on his face, letting his agent make friends widely, and he still had the appearance of Shen Hewei who had just been in a hurry in his mind.

He was dressed more formally than when he met on the ferry in the morning, and he was surrounded by three men and two women. Although one of the men was the main spokesperson, it could be seen that they were all his subordinates.

Lu Wanxing's manager is good at getting closer, but after the brief greetings just now, he said goodbye to the person he introduced.

It's just that as they walked, they counted Lu Wanxing in detail. The person who was interested in trading just now should be Mr. Shen who has become the customer with the highest transaction volume of Dianyi Island Art Exhibition before that person arrived.

The assistant added that this buyer has not been active for a short time, but his purchasing power is amazing. People in several of the largest auction houses have placed orders for him, and they have no obvious preferences. They have dabbled in various fields.

Moreover, I am very aloof, and it is all money-for-money transactions. There has never been a personal relationship with any artist, and I am a buyer that can't be met.

As they talked, several people took Shen and Wei's transaction frequency and amount, which were not new for a long time, as gossip, and once again had a complete discussion.

Unlike most people, they didn't come here to close a few deals.

In this circle, to put it vulgarly, artists and buyers are actually mutual achievements.

Lu Wanxing is at the time when the popularity is about to rise, and what he needs most is the approval of a small number of buyers.

Therefore, during this period of time, too many small orders are not counted as extra points. For buyers, when there is still room for choice, purchasing power is not the first consideration.

From the current point of view, Shen Hewei, who are highly sought after in this industry, is indeed not the favorite candidate for Lu Wanxing's team because of his extensive coverage.

Although the manager was quite open about this, he still regretted it, especially when the rumored master, who was almost as good as an iceberg, offered them an olive branch, but they couldn't accept it, which was even more embarrassing.

After saying "I hate to meet when I was not married" twice, I was complained by the rest of the team that "art students really have low cultural scores".

Lu Wanxing stayed at the dinner for a full hour, and the manager let him go as promised. Before leaving, the assistant asked about his cell phone and room card to make sure he had them with him, and then let him go.

He planned to blow some air first, and walked all the way towards the direction where there were few people.

The later the time, the stronger the sea breeze. Lu Wanxing walked for a while and looked back. Shen Hewei also stopped at a distance of more than ten meters.

He was a different person than when he was at the dinner just now, his gaze was as real as it was, falling on Lu Wanxing's body inch by inch, a moment of fanatical love, and a moment of cold hatred.

Lu Wanxing didn't stand for long, and squeezed the room card in his hand tightly, and the pace of returning to the hotel would turn into running away if the pace was too fast.

He took a shower and went to bed without giving himself time to react, but had another roughly similar dream.

Three minutes after the email to the assistant was sent, Lu Wanxing received a call from the assistant.

"It's so late, why didn't you sleep, are you drawing?"

"No." Lu Wanxing said, "I slept and woke up."

The assistant said, "Are you having a nightmare again?"

Lu Wanxing was silent for a while, then said, "It's not a nightmare."