Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium

one year later.

With his unique style of painting and strong emotional rendering ability, Qi Yuyu has become a famous painter at home and abroad, known as the saint of contemporary painting; Lin Hanchuan's gallery has also flourished and has become a world-renowned art gallery .

Lin Hanchuan has a sharp eye and never misses. He can not only distinguish the authenticity and value of all paintings at a glance, but also select the most worthy young painters from the new generation of painters, and praise them as international stars.

If Qi Yuyu is a contemporary painter, then Lin Hanchuan is a contemporary Bole and Dianjinshou.

Maxima often has it, but Bole does not often have it.

There are even some foreign painters and artists who traveled thousands of miles to their home countries and chose to let Lin Hanchuan be their agent and art dealer.

Because it is the hometown of Qi Yuyu and Lin Hanchuan, and there is Lin Hanchuan's gallery here, Qingzhou is now a sacred place in the domestic painting circle, and countless painters come here. Their dream is to hang their works in Lin Hanchuan's gallery .

It's just that the selection of works in Lin Hanchuan's gallery is extremely strict, and ordinary painters have no chance to hang them.

In the middle of this well-known gallery, there is only one Chinese painting hanging - everyone knows that it is Qi Yuyu's first published work, it is very valuable and not for sale.

"Did you see that news!" A young intern girl in the art department of a game company held her mobile phone with a look of admiration on her face, "Qi Yuyu's paintings were auctioned abroad for [-] million yuan!"

Someone soon agreed with her: "1 million yuan, I will never earn that much money in my life... They are all painting, why is there such a big difference."

"He is a serious painter, how can we compare?"

While laughing, the girl who brought up the topic first kicked her foot on the ground, and the octopus chair slid to the side of the man who had been silent all this time: "Fenghua, do you know Qi Yuyu?"

Qi Fenghua paused his drawing hand, put down his pen, and looked at the tablet: "I know him, it's good to win glory for the country."

"Right, right!" The girl immediately cheered up, bragging brightly, "He is the first domestic contemporary painter who has become popular all over the world. Under his leadership, the trend of Chinese painting has risen all over the world..."

Chattering for a long time, seeing that Qi Fenghua didn't answer her own words, the girl curled her lips and tried to find a topic: "We visited your house yesterday, and the painting hanging in your living room is quite beautiful, where did you buy it? Is it expensive?" Expensive? I'll buy a pair too."

In fact, when she saw Qi Fenghua's home for the first time, the girl was a little surprised.

Qi Fenghua has a withdrawn personality and doesn't like to communicate with people very much, but he is good-looking and has an outstanding temperament. The girl always thought that he was a rich second generation who didn't have to worry about trivial matters in life. Only after going to his house did she find out that his family was just an ordinary family.

The family of three squeezed into a two-bedroom, one-living room, which was a bit crowded, and his parents had disputes from time to time, which made the girl who went to get the company materials very embarrassed.

Growing up in this environment, it is no wonder that Qi Fenghua has a withdrawn personality.The girl felt some pity for Qi Fenghua, and when she saw that he was still silent today, she took the initiative to chat with him.

"That painting..." Qi Fenghua clenched his fingers into a fist, he took a few deep breaths, and finally said, "I bought it at the street stall, I don't know if it's still in stock."

After the girl left, Qi Fenghua let go of his hand, and four deep nail marks were pinched out on his palm.

Regardless of his objections, Qi's father and Qi's mother hung his once favorite and proud "The Wave" on the wall. Every time he saw that painting, Qi Fenghua felt a surge of nausea and a pain like a needle prick.

Ever since he found out about what Yi Wusheng did a year ago, when Qi Fenghua picked up the paintbrush, Yi Wusheng's contemptuous words of vain appearance and no spirit kept echoing in his mind, as well as Qi Yuyu's praise from everyone... …

Qi Fenghua found that he could no longer draw.

Later, he took some time to learn digital board painting, and applied for an employee of a game company, ordinary, ordinary, and mediocre.

It was also here that he knew that Yi Qionglou had also worked in a game company, but it was not his small company, but a well-known big company in the industry. Yi Qionglou had left the job for a year, and his leadership was still I never forget, saying that he is the most talented subordinate I have ever brought.

But those are things of the past.

Qi Fenghua lowered his head and drew the scantily clad game characters with a calm expression, like a pool of stagnant water.

Qi Yuyu was very excited today.Lin Hanchuan didn't pay special attention, but could feel Qi Yuyu's excitement.

He doesn't draw or play with his cell phone, he just walks around in Lin Hanchuan's office, just pressing his cell phone to check the time from time to time.

After a while, Lin Hanchuan sighed deeply and put down the document in his hand: "It's almost time, let's go."

Jumping up from the sofa, Qi Yuyu graciously took Lin Hanchuan's coat: "Let's go."

The two walked out of the office building side by side. In a year, Lin Hanchuan's humble small gallery had turned into a building. He glanced at Qi Yuyu with a half-smile: "You invited me to dinner today, what's the matter?" .”

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

"You'll know when you arrive." Qi Yuyu winked at him, which was rarely playful.

So Lin Hanchuan didn't ask any more questions, and he was taken away by Qi Yuyu with peace of mind, until Qi Yuyu brought him to a well-known couple's restaurant in the city.

Lin Hanchuan paused for a moment with a smile on his face.

Qi Yuyu opened the stool for Lin Hanchuan in a very gentlemanly manner, and the two sat by the window. The whole restaurant was empty, and outside the window was the alternation of day and night, revealing a drowsy gray.

The waiter served the food quietly, without any sound from his feet.

Qi Yuyu's palms were sweaty, and he kept wiping them with toilet paper. After the waiter had finished serving all the dishes, he mustered up his courage and handed a bank card to Lin Hanchuan: "This is my bank card. All the paintings I sell All my money is in there, if you will..."

"I don't want to." Lin Hanchuan interrupted him.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

Qi Yuyu took a sip of red wine and continued in a hoarse voice: "I don't know if you can see that I have liked you for a long time, and I know you liked Qi Fenghua before, I don't mind, I am willing to wait for you to let him go."

"It has nothing to do with Qi Fenghua." Lin Hanchuan closed his eyes and drank the red wine in his glass. "We are not from the same world."

As soon as this sentence came out, 001, who was quietly watching the conversation between the two, immediately felt relieved.

It is also worried that its host will be seduced and bewitched, and choose to stay in this world.

Not a person of the world.This is the truth from Lin Hanchuan's heart, in terms of physical meaning and spatial nature, and he is not from the same world.

During this year, Lin Hanchuan also faintly noticed Qi Yuyu's feelings. It's not that he was unmoved, but...

Today is the last day of the one-year period, and Lin Hanchuan will leave this world tonight. Even if Qi Yuyu didn't invite him to dinner, he would propose to have dinner with Qi Yuyu.

It was a silent farewell.

He didn't expect that Qi Yuyu would confess his love today and puncture the window paper.

"I am willing to go to your world with my will." Perhaps because of the smell of alcohol, Qi Yuyu's eyes were slightly red, but there were no tears in his eyes. He looked at Lin Hanchuan intently, and said word by word, "No matter what world you are in, I would like to follow you."

The night completely enveloped the whole city, Lin Hanchuan opened his mouth slightly, and answered a word.

Just at this time, fireworks bloomed outside the window, and the fireworks that were not far or near reflected the entire sky in colorful colors, swallowing Lin Hanchuan's voice, and Qi Yuyu didn't hear anything.

Qi Yuyu looked anxious, he shouted loudly: "What are you talking about!"

Lin Hanchuan didn't hear it, he focused on looking out of the window, watching the fireworks blooming and falling in the sky.

The fireworks sounded for half an hour, and after they stopped, Qi Yuyu asked hurriedly, "What did you just say?"

"You arranged this fireworks display?" Lin Hanchuan looked away from the window, and said nonchalantly, "It must have cost you a lot of energy."

Setting off a fireworks festival of this scale in the city not only requires an application in advance, but also requires at least a million-level funding. Lin Hanchuan can see that Qi Yuyu has been preparing for a long time in advance.

"It's not me." Qi Yuyu retorted subconsciously. If the confession was successful, it would be romantic, but if the confession failed, he didn't want to use this kind of thing to morally kidnap Lin Hanchuan.

Qi Yuyu asked, "What did you just say?"

Inexplicably, he felt that the words that were concealed under the fireworks were extremely important.

Lin Hanchuan just smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

The blood on his lips gradually faded, Qi Yuyu twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's okay, I'm willing to wait..."

Lin Hanchuan just looked at him with vaguely apologetic eyes, and after that, no one spoke again until the two returned home.

When lying down on the bed, Lin Hanchuan slowly closed his eyes, what he just said was true.

If you can come to my world, maybe we can try.

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Opening his eyes again, Lin Hanchuan found himself standing in a dark alley.

There was only one dim street lamp standing in the alley, illuminating a circular yellow circle of light on the ground.

Lin Hanchuan inexplicably thought of the grand fireworks that Qi Yuyu had set off for him. He lowered his eyes and suppressed all his emotions in his heart.

[Chuan Chuan, are you okay? 】001 exudes a faint orange halo, becoming another light source in the alley.

[What kind of world is this? 】Lin Hanchuan avoided answering and asked rhetorically.

Just as 001 was about to answer, a loud voice came, and in a blink of an eye, several young men in sleek clothes came from the end of the alley: "Jiang Tian, ​​you are here."

Lin Hanchuan didn't answer, but looked at the four or five teenagers thoughtfully.

"Your old man owes us money. If you don't pay back the money, we'll cut off your old man's fingers." The leading boy held a steel pipe in his hand and threatened fiercely.

"I don't have any money." Lin Hanchuan fumbled around in his trouser pockets, calmly turned all his pockets out, and floated lightly in the air.

The original owner was penniless, and Lin Hanchuan had no choice but to pay back the money.

The expressions of the rest of the people changed, and the leader waved his hand: "Don't think I don't know, you have hidden your scholarship, don't fucking toast or eat fine wine."

Following his command, everyone rushed forward.

Lin Hanchuan frowned, he didn't really want to do anything to these teenagers who looked like they were underage at first glance, a grown man in his late thirties always felt that he was bullying children if he fought with them.

But these people have already shot, and they have to fight back.

Lin Hanchuan took a slow step forward, his movements were clean and neat, and within a few rounds, he knocked everyone down to the ground.

A few punks were lying on the ground stunned. They didn't suffer any injuries, they just felt their bodies go numb, they didn't realize what happened at all, and they couldn't move anymore.

Lin Hanchuan turned his gaze away and didn't look at them. A professionally trained adult could knock down a few street gangsters with ease.

"Jiang...student!" At this moment, a person hurriedly ran into the alley. He held his mobile phone, saw the scene in the alley, and swallowed the words again, with the same dumbfounded expression. expression.

[This is the original owner's acceptance. ] 001 suddenly said, 【It's also the fake young master who got in the wrong with you. 】

Lin Hanchuan was taken aback for a moment, and saw the face of the person coming.

The face with a little baby fat looks very cute, his round eyes are staring, his skin seems to glow in the dark, it is extremely fair, and he looks innocent and ignorant of the world.