Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium

A chill ran up his spine, Qi Fenghua stared out of the window dully, and the details that he had ignored before suddenly played repeatedly in his mind.

Before that, Yi Wusheng was not familiar with him, and the relationship between the two was just a nodding acquaintance, and it was Qi Fenghua's unilateral appreciation of Yi Wusheng's talent.

Until one day, Yi's parents and Yi Wusheng came to the house as guests, and Yi Wusheng saw his own painting... Qi Fenghua still remembers Yi Wusheng's praise of himself at that time.

"Fenghua, you are more talented than I thought."

It was also these words that made Qi Fenghua's affection for him double.

Later, the two gradually became acquainted with each other. Yi Wusheng gently guided Qi Fenghua's painting skills. The two of them drew together, studied together, and discussed their favorite styles and artists together... Two months later, Yi Wusheng confessed his love.

Qi Fenghua thought that their love affair was due to the resonance of like-minded souls, but now he is not sure.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and it seemed to be a vast expanse of whiteness. I don't know how long it took, but what did Qi Fenghua think of? He suddenly lowered his head and picked up his mobile phone, clicked on the Qi Family's video surveillance app, and searched for the past historical records

He quickly found the day when Yi Wusheng came to visit, a date that Qi Fenghua would never forget. He dragged the timeline until the afternoon, and stared at the person in the video with breathless concentration.

Yi Wusheng and Yi's father and mother stepped into the door of Qi's house together. The two families sat in the living room and chatted. During the period, Qi's father talked about his son's painting career, so he asked Yi Wusheng to give advice to Qi Fenghua.

Qi Fenghua, who was hiding in the room and didn't want to socialize, knew nothing about it. He didn't see it. After Yi Wusheng went upstairs, he knocked on the wrong door and it was Qi Yuyu's door.

Qi Yuyu had already moved out of the house at that time, Yi silently knocked on the door for a while and saw no one answered, so he opened the door by himself.

There is no monitoring in the bedroom, Qi Fenghua can't see Yi Wusheng's expression, he can only see from the open door, Yi Wusheng casually flipped through Qi Yuyu's painting utensils, and then picked up Qi Yuyu's painting.

After picking up the painting, he silently stared at the painting in his hand and stood there for a long, long time.

In the video, Silent Yi's back was motionless, Qi Fenghua subconsciously looked at the time at the top of the video, and he noticed that Silent Yi walked out of the room after more than ten minutes, with a strange expression on his face when he came out.

Everything after that was the same as what Qi Fenghua remembered.

Yi Wusheng went back downstairs, stopped Qi Fenghua when he went downstairs to get something, and praised him as 'talented'...

From the perspective of the third person, Qi Fenghua didn't look at his proud and slightly flattered face at the beginning, he stared intently at Yi Wusheng's expression.

He also saw clearly, from the beginning to the end of Yi Wusheng, the indifference wrapped under the gentle mask and the calculation in the eyes.

Yi Wusheng first fell in love with Qi Yuyu's paintings. His original target was Qi Yuyu, but he was mistaken for himself.This can crush Qi Fenghua's pride more than anything else.

The pride and self-satisfaction of the past ten years has become a joke. He is not a genius. Qi Yuyu, who was not noticed before, is a genius.

Everyone in the Qi family didn't notice Qi Yuyu's talent, thinking that he painted to get the same treatment as Qi Fenghua, and no one paid attention to his paintings. Everyone surrounded Qi Fenghua like stars. Hold the moon.

But Qi Yuyu is not the moon, he is the sun.

Qi Fenghua quit the video surveillance app, not knowing what it was like, the ups and downs mixed together, mixed into an ironic bitterness.

Tears fell drop by drop on the screen of the mobile phone, Qi Fenghua seemed to have returned to the time when Yi Wusheng had just had a car accident, the world was dark, there was no sound, no color, and everything he could see was suffocating gray.

The same thing is, both times it was because of Yi Wusheng.

Qi Fenghua blinked, he roughly wiped off the water stains on the screen, and made a call.

once.

twice.

three times.

There was only a cold 'the user you dialed is in the call...' on the phone, but no one answered.

The difference is that last time when he was sad, someone was always by his side and led him out of the darkness in his own way. Now, he lost that person.

It is obvious that Yi Qionglou is the one who treats him well, but he is only obsessed with the false phantoms woven for him by others, and does not see the people around him. After Yi Qionglou knew the truth and left, he realized it later discover all the truth.

Qi Fenghua finally couldn't control it, and sobbed softly, like a heartbroken little beast after being betrayed.

Yi Wusheng deceived the feelings of several people in those few years, and deceived their talents to embellish himself. These people are also proud painters on weekdays, how could they bear to be treated like this.

Except for one or two victims who did not want to publish the incident, the other victims jointly registered an account and posted everything in one go.

It didn't take long to be liked by the official account of Chunfeng Art Exhibition, which also proved the authenticity of the incident.

All the parties involved are well-known young and outstanding painters in the painting circle. There are too many people involved, mixed with eye-catching love and hatred. This matter spread rapidly throughout the painting circle and the Internet.

When Qi Fenghua posted a video criticizing Qi Yuyu on a video website, it was just a buzz in the painting circle, with only a few hundred thousand views. This video broke through one million views in a short period of time, and the number of views is still rising.

"Damn it, is drawing circles so exciting? I'm so dumbfounded"

"This Yi Wusheng is so vicious, poisonous and bad, but fortunately he died early"

"Sure enough, people are doing it, the sky is watching, and there is a price to pay for doing evil"

'It's fine to cheat people's feelings, but plagiarism is much more serious than cheating feelings! '

"Cheating feelings is a matter of character, and plagiarism is a matter of morality and law. Fortunately, he died early, otherwise he would not only have a bad reputation like a street rat, but would have to be investigated for investigation."

"Speaking of which, isn't there a well-known big V painter who gave Yi Wusheng a platform? He was the one who broke the news in the first place, and then followed the vines to find out the truth of the matter..."

"It's Qi Fenghua, I followed him too, at first I followed him and scolded Qi Yuyu, I solemnly apologize to Qi Yuyu"

'Although the result of the matter is good, but Qi Fenghua slandered Qi Yuyu, doesn't he need to stand up and apologize publicly? '

The comments and people who eat melon expressed their opinions one after another, and in the end they all agreed that Yi Wusheng had sores on the soles of his feet and pus on his head. Qi Yuyu suffered an innocent disaster this time, and Qi Fenghua needed to apologize.

All Qi Fenghua's accusations against Qi Yuyu at the beginning turned into boomerangs and returned to himself.

"I'm so happy." Yue Hong brushed the comments, smiling happily, "These people who eat melons are still reasonable. Whoever made a mistake and who was wronged, they know the truth in their hearts."

No one ignored him.

After investigating the truth of the matter, Qi Yuyu's painting was determined to be selected for the final selection, and Lin Hanchuan planned to take advantage of this time to open the gallery as soon as possible and get on the right track.

He was sure that Qi Yuyu would win the gold medal.

At that time, after the national and world exhibitions, the painting will be returned to the artist. At that time, the value of the painting will double, and it would be best to hang it in the middle of the gallery.

The time is too short. Although Lin Hanchuan has made some money by investing in stocks, he has no channels to buy paintings. Apart from Qi Yuyu's collection, he can only fill the facade with the paintings that Qi Yuyu and Yuehong have rushed to work in the past few days. The strength of these two painters is not bad, and they have drawn excellent works even in a hurry.

Qi Yuyu drew without raising his head: "Don't be lazy."

"I'm not lazy." Yue Hong was not convinced, he just took a break halfway, why did he get lazy.

For the umpteenth time, Yue Hong regretted that he had entered the wolf's den, and even signed a contract with Lin Hanchuan for Qi Yuyu's painting skills.

Entering this gallery, he is no longer a painter and an artist, but just an emotionless coloring man.Yue Hong has never signed contracts with other studios or companies, but he also knows that other studios are definitely not like this!

Playing with his mobile phone very aggrieved, Yue Hong swiped a video and laughed out loud after watching it for a few seconds.

He didn't dare to disturb Qi Yuyu, who was painting, and put his mobile phone in front of Lin Hanchuan, who was 'playing' on the computer: "Look at this!"

Yuehong felt strongly about Amway. From the corner of his eye, he saw the red, green and green long and short lines on Lin Hanchuan's computer. They were so gaudy that it made people dizzy. Outrageous.

Lin Hanchuan frowned slightly, looked away from the stock market chart, and looked at Yuehong's strong Amway video.

I saw a woman with purple hair highlighted in the video, and a stainless steel basin was placed on the table in front of her.

Without knowing why, Lin Hanchuan saw that the woman took out several paintings in her hands, and then she took apart the frame of the paintings, lit the paintings and threw them into the stainless steel basin.

The black smoke rose slowly, and the woman's eyes were reddened. Her voice was hoarse and firm: "I used to be a fan of Yi Wusheng, and I bought several paintings of him. color."

As she spoke, the woman's eyes turned redder: "I'm also a creator, and I know how serious and vicious plagiarism is, so I can't forgive Yi Wusheng's behavior, even though I've liked him for many years."

"Today in front of everyone, I burned these paintings as a warning to all plagiarists. Plagiarism is absolutely unforgivable no matter what industry you are in."

The video ended here, and the last barrage on the screen happened to be 'Yi Silent's ending tells everyone that plagiarism is not a good death'.

"I'm so happy!" Yue Hong felt extremely relieved, and he played the video again, "Destroying a creator's work, or destroying it by his fans, is the best punishment for him."

Lin Hanchuan withdrew his gaze, he was neither happy nor sad about Yi Wusheng's ending, he said calmly: "You get what you sow, it's just the bitter fruit that Yi Wusheng planted by himself."

The woman in the video recounted the painting just now, and Yue Hong tsk-tsk: "I didn't expect there to be such a righteous and upright person among Yi Wusheng's fans. A painting costs hundreds of thousands, and she burned it as soon as she said it... ...This girl is amazing."

Lin Hanchuan quite agrees with this sentence, his courage alone has surpassed most ordinary people.

The three of them were busy in their own way, and the atmosphere was quiet but not awkward. Lin Hanchuan glanced at Qi Yuyu, and saw that he was calm and composed, not affected by these things at all, and he was painting on his own, without being surprised by honor or disgrace.

Lin Hanchuan curled his lips and lowered his head to do his own thing.

In the peacefulness, someone came aggressively and broke the silence.

Yi's mother pushed the door hard and entered, her eyes full of anger. As soon as she entered, she cursed loudly: "Yi Qionglou! You are a bastard with no conscience!"

Lin Hanchuan raised his head in a daze, and the other two present were startled, and looked at Mother Yi.

"Why do you want to join forces with outsiders to harm your brother!" Yi's mother was exhausted these days, her half-white hair was completely gray, and her whole body seemed to be sucked from vitality, and she was aging rapidly.

Qi Yuyu stood up at some point, walked up to Yi Qionglou, and looked at Yi's mother warily.

The arrival of Yi's mother was expected by Lin Hanchuan. Both Yi's father and Yi's mother had high expectations for Yi Wusheng. They even believed that Yi Wusheng could be famous in history and become a contemporary Van Gogh or Picasso.

After Yi Wusheng passed away, the dream of being famous in history was shattered. They suffered a blow. Now Yi Wusheng has lost his reputation of dying young and being jealous of talents. When everyone talks about Yi Wusheng, they will only shout that he died well .

Yi Wusheng's notoriety spread far and wide, and to Yi's father and mother, it was no less a heavy blow than Yi Wusheng's death in a car accident.

Being protected by Qi Yuyu behind him, Lin Hanchuan looked at Qi Yuyu's back, feeling a little inexplicable in his heart.

During the brief moment of his silence, Yi's mother thought that he was guilty, and became even more furious: "You two must publicly apologize to Wu Sheng and return him innocent, otherwise..."

Lin Hanchuan came back to his senses, and asked amusedly, "He's not innocent in the first place, so how can he be innocent?"

"Since he has done these things, he will have to pay the price." Qi Yuyu echoed in a cold voice.

"He didn't plagiarize! He drew from primary school, and won the No.1 children's painting exhibition at the age of ten. Since childhood, his talent is unquestionable. Why do you say he plagiarized!" Yi's mother now hates Lin Hanchuan and Qi Yuyu. Her teeth were itching with hatred, she had a stern face and firmly questioned, "If you didn't find trouble for nothing and pour dirty water on him, how could outsiders misunderstand him!"

Lin Hanchuan's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yi's mother thoughtfully.

He used to think that Yi Wusheng did all this without telling his family. Seeing Yi's mother's reaction now, it doesn't seem like the anger after suddenly knowing the truth, but she is more concerned about Yi Wusheng's reputation...

Interesting, this Yi family is more interesting than he imagined.Lin Hanchuan narrowed his eyes, full of interest.