[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

The two went back to the hotel, and Xue Gongcan led Zhengyu to a corner of the lobby, where a young and beautiful girl was sitting.When she saw two people walking by, she smiled and stood up to say hello.

"Hello, are you Zhengyu? I always hear Brother Gongcan mentioning you. Your relationship is so good that I'm enviable."

I heard Xue Gongcan say that Jin Shixuan has a good family background, and now I see that he is indeed elegant and good at speaking, but for some reason, Xu Zhengyu just can't like it, it seems that there is a sense of displeasure that something he has always monopolized is forcibly shared.

It would be great if Seol Gongchan never found a girlfriend.Zhengyu was taken aback by the thought that popped up in his mind in an instant, didn't he look for it?Why?

"Zhengyu?" Gong Chan bumped into Zhengyu who was obviously distracted, "This is Shixuan."

"Oh," Zhengyu came back to his senses, and immediately put on a smile that he had already gotten used to, bright and dazzling, "Hello, I'm Xu Zhengyu." Another handsome host said, "I came earlier than you guys. For half a month, please eat the specialties here."

"Oh thank you, but no need," Jin Shixuan refused with a smile, polite and distant, "My brother and I have already eaten before we came over."

"Really?" Zheng Yu smiled indifferently, and waved to the waiter opposite, "Then I'll just order my own."

Jin Shixuan is undoubtedly a very smart girl, she can always find something to talk about with Xu Zhengyu, whom she has never met before, and even Zhengyu buried her head in eating dessert a few times, and there was no embarrassment at all when there was a cold scene in the middle.

Dinner time soon ended, and Gongcan and the others also booked rooms in this hotel, two rooms above Zhengyu.

"Zhengyu," Gongcan called to Zhengyu, who was about to open the door after nodding in his direction, "Ms. Zhang asked me many times, today you have to call home no matter what. Also say hello to grandpa by the way."

Zheng Yu didn't look back, but just waved with his back to them, he didn't know whether he heard them or not.

Gong Chan watched him close the door, then turned his head and smiled at Jin Shixuan: "Don't mind, this kid has only this temper, just get used to it."

Jin Shixuan smiled reluctantly, put his arms around Gongcan's arm and said, "My brother's younger brother is my younger brother, of course I don't mind, but brother, is there something wrong with me? I always feel that Zhengyu seems to be a little hostile to me .”

"Is there?" Gongcan tried his best to recall, but he could only remember the details that the boy picked out the carrots from the veal steak just now. Fortunately, he discovered the details in time.However, he frowned, Zhengyu didn't seem to have a good appetite today, and he didn't even finish the dessert after the meal.

"Maybe it's my illusion." Jin Shixuan smiled, pulled up another elevator and walked, "Let's go."

Early the next morning, Gongcan, who knew that Zhengyu was in the habit of sleeping late, came to call him at nine o'clock, but he knocked on the door for a long time and there was no answer.

"Hey, it's raining!" Knocked a few more times without giving up, Gong Chan thought, did this kid stay up all night painting again last night?

"It's raining!"

"Sir," a waiter pushing a cleaning cart smiled politely at Gong Chan, "Are you looking for someone?"

"Yeah," Gong Chan pointed to the door at hand, "Where did the guests inside go?"

"Is it Mr. Xu Zhengyu?" The waiter took out the list and checked it again. "This guest checked out as early as six o'clock, and I just finished cleaning the room."

"What, check out?" Gongcan was stunned, that kid who didn't get up until the morning unless there was something important left at six o'clock? "Then do you know where he went?"

"I don't know the details, but we asked us to help call a taxi to the airport."

Xue Gongcan couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and finally he could only open his mouth in anger and hatred, and waved his fist angrily in the void, this brat!

Zhengyu, who had almost circled around Europe, finally ushered in the first day of school. After calling back to report, Ms. Zhang scolded him severely. Although she knew that this kid would definitely not listen, she still hugged her Luckily, I felt relieved a little: I finally stayed in one place safely, right?

However, Ms. Zhang obviously underestimated her son's mobility, which can be seen from the constantly changing postmarks of various countries on the various special products sent back by the other party.

What made Ms. Zhang even more furious was that Zhengyu's hobby of traveling around the world has intensified. Since she went to study abroad, in the past two or three years, except for the few family gatherings during the Chinese New Year, she has never returned to China!

Time flies, and Zheng Yu, who was in the wind and water in Italy, has also gained a moderate reputation in the oil painting circle. Even in a place where geniuses gather, his light will not be drowned.

When he graduated from high school, Zheng Yu held an oil painting exhibition with a few seniors he knew in the painting world, which received rave reviews.

On that day, when he was thanking the guests, he saw the old man he met in Venice a few years ago.

"Hello." Zheng Yu walked over and smiled at Ferente, "Meet you again."

Ferente also smiled, nodded to him, pointed to a painting hanging next to him and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you have improved a lot, and your style has become more and more obvious, very good."

Zheng Yu bent down slightly, polite and reserved, "It is a great honor to be praised by the dean of the Florence Academy of Fine Arts."

"You know me?" Ferente smiled gracefully, and the artist's eyes were a little playful, as if waiting to see the child's reaction.

"Cough, I didn't know at first," Zheng Yu rubbed his head in embarrassment.This place seems to be different from the world I lived in before. The original Florence Academy of Fine Arts did not have the dean named Ferente in front of me.

He smiled again, and confessed generously: "After staying here for a few years, I paid more attention because I wanted to apply for the Florence Academy of Fine Arts."

Ferente was quite satisfied with his reaction, he was not flustered or deliberately flattered, he was a very real child.In the world of art, the most unacceptable thing is falsehood.

"Then," the old dean stretched out his hand, smiling very gentlemanly, "I am looking forward to your arrival."

"Ah, thank you, I will definitely go." Zheng Yu shook his hand, his eyes narrowed happily, and his whole body seemed to be glowing. "By the way," he blinked slyly, lowered his voice slightly, and whispered mysteriously, "If that's the case, am I going through the back door?"

Ferente was taken aback, as if he had never seen such a straightforward child, and then he laughed heartily, "Well, maybe."

Facing the evening sun, the old and the young are warm and beautiful.