Cannon fodder dressed as a disabled boss

Si Chengjin was stung by the subtle disdain in Gu Xinghuai's eyes. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that there was something in Gu Xinghuai's words.

—Is it implying that he is a "fake"?So no matter what, it can't take the place of young master Si Chenzhen?

Si Chengjin didn't understand how Si Chen made Gu Xinghuai, who was at odds with him in every possible way, speak for him. However, Young Master Gu has such a temper.

The smile on the young man's face froze for a moment, and then he endured the subtle emotions in his heart:

"Why did Young Master Gu say that? We were all there on the day of the auction. I really bought this lot from LaCrosse. How could it be a fake?"

Gu Xinghuai nodded and then shook his head again: "Of course you bought the painting from LaCrosse, I know. But what if it's fake since you bought it?"

Si Chengjin frowned, and tightened his hand holding the painting scroll: "You mean that the person from LaCrosse sold me a fake painting? This..."

Gu Xinghuai did not answer directly, he had to confirm again.

——This is related to the reputation of LaCrosse Auction House.

Therefore, Gu Xinghuai stepped forward to look carefully again, Si Yaozong looked at the seriousness of the young man and moved away, he saw that he took a deep breath along the thickest ink on the rice paper, and finally came to a conclusion:

"Yes. It's possible that LaCrosse's appraiser failed to see the difference. Of course, it doesn't rule out that someone has swapped the painting or other possibilities."

Si Linhai was a little puzzled, and asked in a deep voice: "Little Gu, how can you confirm that this painting is a fake? Could it be that you are better than those old fritters from LaCrosse?"

Si Chengjin's love for Si Yaozong has now made such a "mistake", but Gu Xinghuai is so sure that he still dismantles the stage in front of everyone. Even if the painting is not fake at that time, Mr. Si will not respond in his heart.

Gu Xinghuai didn't seem to hear the accusation in Si Linhai's tone, took out the mobile phone in his arms and sent a message to someone, then pointed at himself with a smile:

"I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm just studying in the young painter exchange course of Linchuan Academy of Fine Arts. The teacher happens to be Mr. Tong Liansheng, a close disciple of Master Hanmo."

Everyone was stunned, Si Chen knew that Gu Xinghuai had gone to the exchange course of the Academy of Fine Arts, he thought it was an entry-level course, but he didn't expect that there would be such a heavyweight master teaching.

A look of interest flashed in Si Yaozong's eyes: "Then Xiao Gu, tell me how you can tell that this painting is fake, you have to show some evidence."

——It was the first time for him to meet a junior who was interested in calligraphy and painting, so he naturally had to see if he had real talents.

Gu Xinghuai nodded when he heard the words, and first pointed to the cliffs and distant mountains in the painting: "First of all, you can find it from the strokes of the brush. Those who imitate the painting will have less aesthetic feeling. If you don’t learn the essence, you will appear rigid.”

"Secondly, Xuemei's branches are grayish in color, and the ink color is not strong enough. It is likely that other ink was used."

"Thirdly, Grandpa, you can smell it. Master Hanmo prefers to use pine smoke ink, and the borneol in the ink will have a stronger smell. It should smell like a light ink scent, but the quality of the ink used in this painting is even worse. , smells bad quality."

Gu Xinghuai held up the painting, Si Yaozong stepped forward to smell it, and pondered for a moment: "It really is different."

What's more, he still has three authentic works as reference, and the ink fragrance in his study room usually smells much better than this one.

At this time, Gu Xinghuai's mobile phone had a new message, which was a voice from Tong Liansheng.

People of the older generation still feel that sending voice is faster than typing and replying: "Xiao Gu, the "Snow Plum Picture" you mentioned is still in my studio. Why do you ask this suddenly? Did you read it last time?" It's not enough, then you can come again some other day, I happen to have something to ask you to help."

When Gu Xinghuai heard this, he hurriedly replied: "Okay! But next time I go to see a painting, can I bring my grandpa?"

Tong Liansheng said, "Of course."

After Gu Xinghuai received Mr. Tong's reply, he said sweetly to Si Yaozong: "I asked Mr. Tong, "Snow Plum Picture" is still at his house, if grandpa wants to see it, I can take you to enjoy it next time."

"That's a good thing!" Si Yaozong smiled, and then looked at Si Chen, "When the time comes, call Xiao Chen, and we can have a meal together."

Gu Xinghuai nodded, and Si Chen also said "hmm".

Both of them understood that the reason why Si Chen was asked to go was not to show him the paintings, but because the old man wanted to chat more with his grandson.

The three of them seemed to be faintly linked together, while Si Linhai, Luo Zi and Si Chengjin were left aside.

Luo Zi noticed that Si Chengjin tugged at the hem of his clothes and clenched her hands into fists. She patted her son on the shoulder and comforted her:

"Xiao Jin, it's great that you have this kind of intention, and it's not that you want to send grandpa a fake, after all, it's LaCrosse's problem, don't worry."

"Hmm..." Si Chengjin smiled, but couldn't see any joy.

After Si Yaozong finished chatting with Gu Xinghuai, he glanced at Si Chengjin: "Put the painting away, and go back to LaCrosse to ask for clarification."

Si Chengjin responded slightly, seeming to be aggrieved, but Gu Xinghuai patted the man on the shoulder: "Don't be sad, you just nodded your back."

The LaCrosse Auction has been going on for more than ten years, and the number of mistakes can be counted on one hand. Whoever let this person bump into this just for the sake of Mr. Bo's favor.

Afterwards, the chef of the Si family brought the food to the table. Last time Gu Xinghuai ate a lot of western food, this time in order to cater for the old man's appetite, the table was full of Chinese food, full of fireworks.

Everyone was eating at the dinner table. Si Linhai and Luo Zi said something about welcoming Si Yaozong's return. Si Chengjin seemed to be very annoyed about the "Snow Plum Picture" and didn't make much noise, while Si Yaozong Apart from chatting with his old friend Xu Li, he chatted a lot with Gu Xinghuai.

After the meal, Gu Xinghuai asked for the old man's contact information for himself and Si Chen very winkingly, in case of emergency.

It's not that Si Yaozong didn't think about talking to Si Chen, but he found that the child was always tense, and the reason why he was so alienated seemed to be related to the Si family couple's attitude towards him. So he didn't intend to ask Si Chen about it in front of them.

After the lunch break, Si Linhai and Luo Zi had something to go out, and Si Chengjin was going to LaCrosse. Gu Xinghuai had follow-up from the person who drugged him. The police needed him to cooperate with the investigation, so Si Yaozong called Si Chen to himself room, saying that they want to drink tea together.

Si Chen was still a little cautious at first, but Si Yaozong was good at talking with people, and he could hear that the old man had no malice towards him in his heart, so he relaxed a little.

Si Yaozong heard some details that he didn't know from the Si family, such as who the couple were, what Si Chen's childhood was like, and how did the scar on his side come from...

After chatting for an entire afternoon, Si Chen was very calm when he narrated these things, not to win his sympathy by selling misery, but this made Si Yaozong feel even more distressed, and he was very angry at the Si family's disregard.

Si Yaozong thought that he should find some time to investigate thoroughly, and then talk to the couple. He didn't think it was a good thing for Si Chengjin to stay in the Si family.

If they treat the two children equally, then he will have no problem.

But in fact, he could feel that Si Chen hadn't blended in yet, while Si Chengjin was firmly in control of the identity of the young master of the Si family. If this continues, this identity mismatch will probably become even more serious.

Si Yaozong is a man of temperament. After thinking about how his son treated Si Chen, he didn't want to stay here for dinner. He was afraid that he couldn't help venting his anger and it would make it difficult for Si Chen to do so, so he told him Xu Lixian took the thrush back to the old house to be quiet.

Before leaving, he wanted to hug Si Chen, but he was afraid that the child would resist, so he patted the man on the back: "Grandpa is leaving first, didn't that child, Xiao Gu, help you add me on WeChat? What's the matter?" Contact me at any time, if they do this kind of stupid thing again, I will teach you a lesson for you!"

Si Chen felt the presence of his relatives for a long time, and the feeling of someone supporting him was really good.

He nodded to Si Yaozong: "Okay... goodbye, Grandpa."

Hearing this, Si Yaozong suddenly felt that the familiarity of the whole afternoon was not in vain, and left with a smile.

Si Chen continued to stay at the Si family and waited for Gu Xinghuai to come back, but instead of waiting for Gu Xinghuai, he waited for Si Linhai who came back from outside.

Watching Si Yaozong leave, Si Linhai found Si Chen, and said coldly:

"Si Chen, let's talk."

The two went to the study room on the first floor. Si Lin came to the door, and then looked at Si Chen. He folded his arms and said:

"Si Chen, can you make someone spend less time?"

Si Chen was taken aback when he heard this, and then he heard Si Linhai's scathing accusations.

"Tell me honestly, Xiao Jin said that he wanted to confess his identity and introduce you to the old man, did you force him?"

Si Chen asked back in a deep voice, "Why did I force him?"

"Why else, you want to find a backer in this family, and want to get a share of the Si family? But don't forget that I still have the final say on the Si family." Si Linhai raised his voice, "I said it earlier Si's heir position will be given to you, but why do you still make it difficult for your younger brother!"

There were faint veins in Si Chen's hand holding the blind stick: "Is he my brother?"

——Clearly the one who stole his life.

"I said yes! Don't forget that Xiao Jin is the one who has lived with us for so many years. Even if you have an opinion, you have to hold back."

After hearing this, Si Chen just found it ridiculous: "What about me? Just because I was brought up by that couple, you think I can't be on the stage and you can treat me like this?"

"Should I remind you that Si Chengjin's appearance is glamorously packaged by you, but what flows in his veins is that of the couple you hate..."

Before Si Chen finished speaking, he felt a slap on his face.

Si Linhai said angrily: "Then you made me look good. Now everyone knows that the Si family has a blind man, and you are our Si family's burden, do you understand? Don't think that the old man can be unscrupulous if he is close to you!"

Si Chen chuckled lightly at himself, but couldn't say a word.

How much more could he do to satisfy Si Linhai?

No, maybe he will never be recognized by Si Linhai and Luo Zi.

The large and small projects he took over are not worth mentioning in the eyes of his parents, but Si Chengjin has made a small progress, and they can't wait to announce it to the world.

They are unwilling to admit that the children they have worked so hard to raise will be almost the same as people with his experience.

That would be an admission of their failure, and Si Chengjin was also an obsession they couldn't let go of.

……

Si Chen didn't know when he left the study, when he went to sit in the yard, he didn't even hold Pine, he just wanted to be alone.

The air is no longer hot and dry, and even feels bitingly cold.

Although he is in the Si family, he has always been an outsider. He originally thought that time and getting along would bring about changes, but he was so wrong.

Suddenly, a few drops of rain fell on his forehead and cheeks, and it didn't take long for the pattering raindrops to become like a continuous playing rain curtain, flowing down his hair, and the discomfort in his heart was far worse than The moisture on the body is more intense.

Si Chen raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand and opened his palm, he murmured: "It's raining..."

The raindrops danced in his palm, then meandered through his fingers, flowed down and sank into his clothes.

No one noticed him, and Si Linhai didn't care whether he was at home or whether he was in the rain, he wasn't surprised.

But why was he still feeling uncomfortable, Si Chen thought, he should have gotten used to it long ago.

Whether it's with Wang Beishan and his wife or Si Linhai and his wife, he is that superfluous existence.

His heart seemed to be clenched, making it hard for him to breathe.

Under the rain curtain, Si Chen's body gradually curled up together, holding his head in his hands, resisting the sound from the outside world, as if he wanted to completely seal himself off and fall into a boundless nightmare.

……

Gu Xinghuai saw this scene when he came back by car, the raindrops blurred his vision outside the window, he quickly rolled down the window, he wanted to make sure that the person was Si Chen.

After seeing it through the rearview mirror, Uncle Li hurriedly said, "Hey, Young Master Gu, be careful that the rain is coming in!"

As soon as Uncle Li finished speaking, the person in the back seat yelled, "Stop!"

Uncle Li didn't know why, but he still stepped on the brakes, and then he saw the people in the car quickly opened the door, and ran towards the distance holding an umbrella.

The accumulated water on the ground splashed as he ran, and the young man's trousers were quickly stained. In order to run faster, he put away the umbrella again, and didn't hold it up until he reached the person.

Gu Xinghuai called out the man's name in a deep voice: "Si Chen!"

After an unknown amount of time, Si Chen suddenly noticed that the raindrops above his head had disappeared, and the man's hands were slowly loosened, and there was a slight panting sound from above, and the scent of citrus mixed with the fragrance of damp grass enveloped him.

[Why is this man getting wet in the rain here!Don't you know how to go back to your room when it's raining?What to do if you are sick! 】

--It's him.

Si Chen suddenly came back to his senses after hearing the irritable and anxious voice. He seemed a little anxious, and quickly reached out to touch the front:

"Gu Xinghuai."

The young man felt that Si Chen's tone was not quite right, so he held back his doubts in his heart, and he held Si Chen with the hand that didn't hold the umbrella:

"I'm here."

Under the dim street lights, Gu Xinghuai saw Si Chen raised his head slightly, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and some fragments of light jumped into the unfocused pupils.

The man grabbed his hand tightly, so hard that he felt his hand was pinched into a ball:

"Can I ask you a question?"

Si Chen's hair was disheveled, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his body was almost soaked, and there was an obvious red mark on his face, as if he had been beaten.

He had never seen such a fragile Si Chen, like a wounded beast that urgently needed to be appeased.

Gu Xinghuai's voice couldn't help but soften a bit: "Say it."

In the next second, he heard Si Chen asking in a hoarse voice: "Is my appearance a mistake?"

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