Marrying an old-fashioned scientific researcher

The same-sex marriage law has not yet been passed. Two men will live together for a lifetime. This is a major event for two families.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother thought, if Qi Bai's family agrees, then everyone will be happy. If there is an obstacle, everyone will work together to find a solution.

Jiang's mother took the opportunity to inquire about Qi Bai's tone, and got an answer that made them happy.

But what Qi Bai told Jiang's father and Jiang's mother did not mean that his family had agreed to his relationship with Jiang Jianzhi.

Qi Bai didn't like to talk about his own affairs with others. When Jiang's mother asked, he just said that he could decide his own affairs.

From the ears of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, doesn't it mean that Qi Bai's family respects his wishes?

The last big stone in Jiang's father and mother's heart was immediately let go.

Jiang Jianzhi naturally didn't know what Qi Bai and Jiang's father and Jiang's mother talked about every time, and he had never heard Qi Bai talk about his native family.

At this time, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother asked this question, still in the tone of 'son, why don't you even know this', Professor Jiang: "..."

Jiang Jianzhi understood that no matter it was true or not, he was the last to know everything.

Engagement, meeting with parents...Professor Jiang began to wonder for a moment that he was going to 'marry' in the future, whether he also learned from other people.

Fortunately, Qi Bai doesn't know how to have children, otherwise he might have become a father before he even knew it.

Jiang Jianzhi was silent for too long, and Jiang's mother persuaded him with empathy:

"Xiaobai may also want to give you a surprise and deliberately hide it from you."

Knowing that everything was false, Jiang Jianzhi closed his eyes: "...I know."

Mother Jiang: "What about the Chinese New Year...?"

Jiang Jianzhi came back to his senses and said that the institute's holiday has not yet been decided, and we will talk about the Chinese New Year.

But the only thing that is certain is that Qi Bai will not go home with him for the New Year, and it is impossible for him to see Qi Bai's parents.

Jiang's father pondered for a moment after hearing this, and said, "It's okay, I was a little anxious to see my parents this year, and your mother and I were too anxious."

Before hanging up the phone, Professor Jiang heard his parents whispering:

"Come out is such a big thing, Xiaobai keeps it a secret from him?"

"We've only been together for a few months, so the relationship is still not stable."

"makes sense……"

With Mother Jiang sighing, the phone was hung up.

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

The call ended, and the screen interface returned to the WeChat page before the call. Jiang Jianzhi deleted the half-typed words in the chat box and returned a "OK", and then put the phone aside.

—Such a big thing, son...you don't know?

Mother Jiang's hesitant words lingered in her ears again, and Jiang Jianzhi picked up the pen and put it down again.

I have to admit that for the first time in my life, Professor Jiang had the illusion of being excluded.

Maybe not an illusion.

Qi Bai lives upstairs from him, but the communication between the two is not even as good as Jiang's father and Jiang's mother who are thousands of miles away and live in another city.

The bent knuckles unconsciously tapped on the table. Facing the work, Professor Jiang was rarely absent-minded.

***

When Qi Bai's plane landed in a foreign country, it was already late at night in China.

The long-distance flight made the group a little tired, and Professor Nian and the others were getting old again, and their spirits were even worse. The group went straight to the hotel without even taking care of food after getting off the plane.

After swiping his card to enter the room, Qi Bai looked around and was quite satisfied with the hotel environment.

Professor Nian with a big red scarf around his neck stood in the corridor and said to Qi Bai:

"The exhibition won't start until after the day. Take a good rest today to beat the jet lag. You can go around tomorrow, but pay attention to safety."

Foreign countries are no better than domestic ones. If you are unlucky, you may encounter guns and wound people in the street.

Another person said: "Gather in the lobby the morning after tomorrow, let's go in together, and check the WeChat group for the specific time."

Qi Bai nodded to express his understanding, and looked at Professor Nian: "You must not be used to the food in the hotel, let me go out and buy something for you?"

I didn't sleep well on the plane. Professor Nian just wanted to sleep at this time, and waved his hand: "No, the Chinese food here also smells foreign, and I don't like it."

After speaking, the group dispersed and went to find their own rooms.

After putting down his luggage and lying on his back on the white and soft bed, Qi Bai finally had time to look at his phone.

Seeing the "yes" replied by the fan friend who cherishes words like gold, Qi Bai took a screenshot, thinking that Jiang Yi would talk nonsense in the future and suspected that Jiang Jianzhi liked him, so he threw the screenshot and slapped him in the face.

There was no need to reply to a simple word 'good', Qi Bai changed his clothes and covered his head and fell asleep.

This time, no one disturbed him and fell into a deep sleep. Qi Bai opened his eyes and looked at the strange lights and exotic scenery outside the window, feeling quite in a trance of not knowing what time it was and where he was.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Qi Bai grabbed his hair and got out of bed.

This sleep lasted from day to night, and after several hours, Qi Bai's stomach was empty, and his stomach clamored for energy supplementation.

Qi Bai yawned and walked towards the bathroom, halfway he remembered an important question——

He has no money.

To be precise, he forgot to go to the bank to exchange the currency commonly used in this country.

The hotel was pre-determined by Professor Nian and the others. Their room type included three meals. Qi Bai didn't even have the habit of carrying his bank card with him.

Annoyed, Qi Bai began to think about whether this place supports WeChat or Alipay payment.

Qi Bai, who wanted to go out to eat, had no choice but to ask the hotel to deliver the meal.

Looking at the lemon grilled chicken legs, bacon fried egg sandwiches, and creamy mushroom soup, Qi Bai sighed deeply, and sent a message to Moments:

Can you change it if you lose everything?

It's early morning in China. After Qi Bai posted this post, he immediately received a bunch of likes, including Jiang's father and Jiang's mother's comments:

[Mother Jiang]: Did Xiaobai lose something?It's okay, if the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come.

【Father Jiang】: What's wrong?

Qi Bai, who received the comments, realized that he forgot to set group blocking, so he could only bite the bullet and go back to Jiang's father and Jiang's mother to say it was okay.

After a while, while Qi Bai was eating a sandwich, he received a private chat from Jiang Jianzhi.

[J]: What's wrong?

[Qi Baishi divides white]:?

Jiang Jianzhi sent him a screenshot of the circle of friends he just posted, and asked: What is missing?

[Qi Baishi divides it into nothing]: I didn't lose anything, I just forgot to change the money.

After sending the message, Qi Bai belatedly noticed a slight difference. He clicked on Jiang Jianzhi's avatar and looked at it carefully. Finally:

Mr. Jiang, you changed your avatar.

It took a while to send a word 'um'.

[Qi Baishi divides white]: How did you choose this place? I didn't pay attention at first.

It may be that Qi Bai was still thinking about Jiang Jianzhi's system with an ugly avatar before he was jet-lagged, and his heart was moved to heaven. The other party's painting.

It's just that what Jiang Jianzhi intercepted was not the face part, but the blurred background part beside it, and Qi Bai couldn't recognize it immediately.

But even the blurred background is much better looking than Jiang Jianzhi's original profile picture.

【J】: Choose at will.

The things sent out did not fall into dust and worked. Qi Bai was quite satisfied, so he clicked on it again, and finally asked Jiang Jianzhi if he wanted to choose a new place.

[J]: Why?

[Qi Baishi divides white]: You didn't pay attention when you selected, but the part you intercepted happens to have my signature, it's in the lower right corner.

Under normal circumstances, creators will leave their own signatures or marks on their works, indicating who and when they created them.

Qi Bai is no exception. Every painting he creates has his name, and every painting is different.

The word 'Qi Bai', or a deformed Chinese character, or pinyin, was subtly integrated into the painting by him, unobtrusively——

Not to mention that other people can't see it at all, but when he pointed it out, they suddenly realized it.

[J]: Where?

Qi Bai circled the place where he signed with a red pen and sent it to Jiang Jianzhi.

[Qi Baishi divides white]: At the bottom of the utility pole, this clump is a stained area. If you look upside down, it is actually the word "Qi". 'The above looks like pinyin, but it is actually the date of creation.

Qi Bai thought that Jiang Jianzhi was not clear about the mistake, and after his explanation, he would change places.

However, it does not.

After hearing what Qi Bai said, Jiang Jianzhi didn't intend to change his avatar, and still chatted with him with this avatar.

Qi Bai: "...?"

Qi Bai couldn't help asking: Why didn't you choose the face part.

When normal people get their own paintings, they will choose big heads or busts, right?

How come Jiang Jianzhi is here, only half of the electric pole and the garbage can on the roadside are left?

Jiang Jianzhi didn't answer, but sent a hotel name and asked him if he was staying in this hotel.

Qi Bai's attention shifted instantly:? ? ?how do you know?

When seeing the name of the hotel, Qi Bai took a special look at the circle of friends he had just posted, but there was no location.

【J】: I just took a look. This hotel is the closest to the art exhibition you mentioned.

[Qi Baishi divides white]: [As expected of you.jpg]

Jiang Jianzhi seemed to be just asking casually, but Qi Bai didn't care, so when he received a call from the front desk half an hour later, he was at a loss.

Qi Bai's English is not good, and his spoken English is even rubbish. After communicating with the front desk for a long time, he couldn't even guess what the other party wanted to express——

Said that someone named him and wanted to find him.

Qi Bai didn't understand, so he said, "I don't know anyone here, I must have made a mistake."

However, the front desk made it clear that the other party was looking for Mr. Qi Bai from the East, and among the customers their hotel received today, only Qi Bai and his group were from the East, please come downstairs.

The tone of the front desk was firm, and Qi Bai, who was not familiar with the place where he lived, was convinced that he had no acquaintance in this country, and no classmates or friends studying here.

Driven by curiosity, Qi Bai wrapped up his coat, took his room card and mobile phone and went downstairs, ready to find out.

Qi Bai stepped out of the elevator, and on the sofa in the waiting area next to the lobby, sat a blond and blue-eyed foreign man, wearing a black coat, looking very young, about 30 years old.

Qi Bai was still not sure if he was the one looking for him, he hesitated and didn't go over immediately.

Looking across the empty hall, Qi Bai looked unfamiliar to everyone, and he didn't know anyone.

Qi Bai frowned, playing a prank?

Just when Qi Bai was suspicious, the man on the sofa who was playing with the phone looked up, his eyes lit up when he saw him, he stood up and waved to him and shouted:

"Mr. Qi Bai, here!"

Qi Bai: "...?"

The other party's Chinese is very bad, with a thick western accent, but it is true that he called 'Qi Bai'.

Qi Bai walked over and looked up and down the tall western man: "Are you...?"

The man smiled at him, showed him two canine teeth, and introduced himself:

"My Chinese name is Liu Bote, and I'm here to give you money."

Qi Bai: "?"

Before Qi Bai could react, Liu Bote directly stuffed the bag he was carrying into his arms:

"You take these first. Jiang said that you may have to stay here for half a month, and then tell me if you don't have enough."

Qi Bai: "???"

Qi Bai looked down and saw that the bag was full of cash from his country that he forgot to exchange this time, and a detailed map of the city was also attached.

The man smiled brightly, but Qi Bai's face was rarely blank with blankness.

The enthusiastic blond man is very talkative, and has already started to introduce to Qi Bai which local Chinese restaurant is the most authentic, where the scenery is the best and the least people are suitable for relaxing and sketching.

Qi Bai recovered from his daze, and finally grasped the key information from the other party's eloquence:

"Did...Jiang Jianzhi ask you to come?"

The blond man smiled: "Yes, yes, didn't Jiang tell you?"

Qi Bai: "..."

……

The foreign aid came very timely, and the penniless Qi Bai became "rich" instantly.

After seeing off the blond man and returning to the room, Qi Bai threw the bag full of cash on the sofa and made a video call to Jiang Jianzhi.

The cross-border communication signal is not as stable as in China. After the connection, the screen flickered before Jiang Jianzhi's face appeared.

Qi Bai went straight to the point: "You found that Liu Bote?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "Has he arrived?"

Qi Bai gave an 'hmm' and sighed: "I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to have contacts abroad."

It can be called sending charcoal in a timely manner.

Liu Bote once came to Nanjing University as an exchange student, and Professor Jiang taught him a class for one semester. Liu Bote was cheerful and talkative, and often pestered Professor Jiang with questions after class.

Westerners are open-minded and familiar with each other. After one semester, the relationship between the two is not bad. After the exchange student career, Liu Bote often sent emails to greet Professor Jiang.

When he knew that Qi Bai had no money, Jiang Jianzhi's first thought was Liu Bote.

Over there, Yu Qinchuan's real identity was still hidden from Jiang Yi. Jiang Jianzhi didn't say much about it, but said:

"If it's not enough, tell me."

Qi Bai smiled and said loudly, and then said: "I will transfer the money to you after returning to China."

Jiang Jianzhi was noncommittal.

Jiang Jianzhi still had to go to work, so the two didn't talk much, and quickly ended the cross-border call.

After having money in his pocket, Qi Bai, who is confident in his heart, thinks that the creamy mushroom soup with weird taste is much better.

At the same time in China, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have received friend applications one after another. The source -

Add by phone number search.

It has been almost half a month since the WeChat application, Professor Jiang seemed to have finally remembered that Qi Bai was the only one in his WeChat list.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, who were eating breakfast, learned that their son finally had WeChat, and their first reaction was to touch the other's forehead, and then:

"No fever."

"It's not a dream!"

Jiang's mother took advantage of the opportunity to pull a group of three people. Jiang's father looked at his son's head and couldn't help asking:

What is your avatar son?

【J】: A painting drawn by Qi Bai.

[Mother Jiang]: Xiaobai drew it by himself.

[J]: Yes.

【Father Jiang】: What is this painting?telephone pole?

Within a few seconds, Jiang Jianzhi posted the full picture of the painting Qi Bai gave him.

[Mother Jiang]: Wow! ! !It is beautifully drawn.

【Father Jiang】: Xiaobai painted you.

Professor Jiang replied with a low-key 'hmm'.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother looked at each other, and Jiang's mother asked her husband uncertainly:

"In view of this, this is... showing affection to us?"

Father Jiang also hesitated: "Is...?"

This felt a bit novel, and the two elders didn't dare to draw conclusions easily, but they retracted what they said before saying that the two had only known each other for a few months and their relationship was unstable.

After all, Xiaobai has personally painted for their son!

How much effort does it take to create a painting, especially when the quality of the finished product is so high, it takes a lot of time and energy to see it.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother looked at each other: This marriage is settled!

Jiang's father changed the name of the group to 'A Family of Love and Love', and Jiang's mother asked if he wanted to bring Qi Bai into the group.

Jiang Jianzhi: ...

【J】: Ask him first.

Mother Jiang thought about it too, what if Xiaobai felt uncomfortable after coming in?

The plan to bring future daughter-in-law into the group was temporarily shelved by Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

***

On the day of the domestic Laba Festival, Qi Bai packed up and went to the exhibition with Professor Nian and his party.

This art exhibition is not limited to genres, whether you are oil painting or ink painting, whether you are realistic or abstract, as long as your works are good enough, you can stand out among the many registered paintings.

However, for foreign venues, most of the selected works are still works of foreigners.

On the first day, there were many people participating in the exhibition, and the venue was also very large. Professor Nian asked Qi Bai:

"Do you want to follow us, or see for yourself first?"

Qi Bai smiled: "Then I'd better go shopping by myself first."

Unsurprisingly, Professor Nian looked at him angrily: "I knew you would say that if you couldn't wait, so don't get lost."

Qi Bai couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "I'm not a three-year-old child."

Professor Nian said with a wooden face: "You were late for my first class in freshman year, and you were half an hour late, and you were late for another half hour in the second class, and sketching in sophomore year, you alone—"

The old campus of Nantah University covers a large area, and getting lost in the school is nothing new.

For Qi Bai, who doesn't know his way around, he has graduated from university, and he still can't tell whether the eight canteens, which serve delicious braised pork, are in the southeast or northeast.

Now in a foreign country, the road signs are all in English, and all the architectural styles look similar. Professor Nian is not unfounded to worry about Qi Bai getting lost.

Qi Bai was the youngest in their group, since he brought him out, he naturally had to bring him back.

"Okay, okay." Seeing that Professor Nian was about to settle the old score, Qi Bai quickly interrupted him, raising his hand to promise:

"I'm right in the venue, I won't wander around."

Professor Nian nodded: "Keep your phone on, call me if you have anything to do."

The invalid admission ticket was rolled into a long and thin cylinder by Qi Bai all the way, and he was turning it in his hand at this moment. After listening to Professor Nian's words, he nodded readily: "No problem."

99% of the exhibitors were foreigners. Occasionally, I saw Asian faces speaking non-Chinese, and Qi Bai couldn't understand a word.

He simply left the crowd and went to a place with few people.

The venue was divided into many small pavilions. In order to build momentum, the organizer also rented four famous paintings from several low-key collectors for exhibition.

These four paintings are not considered priceless, but at the auction, the starting price is 500 million.

Famous paintings have their own small exhibition hall, which is separated by a cordon and guarded by burly security guards. They are not allowed to take pictures, nor to cross the line for close-up viewing.

There are many rules, but there are many people who visit here.

In fact, most of the exhibitors came for these four famous paintings.

Qi Bai had never seen the authentic works of these four paintings, but during the famous painting appreciation class, the teacher showed them detailed photos, and one of them was copied by Qi Bai.

People in the Famous Paintings Exhibition Hall rubbed shoulders, Qi Bai didn't join in the excitement, and went to a relatively quiet small exhibition hall next to it.

The room he chose happened to be in an oil painting style, and the main exhibits were characters, men, women, old and young, laughing and cursing, all kinds of characters.

There are not so many rules here, you can take pictures, you can appreciate it up close, and you can buy it if you like it.

On the wall in the middle of the pavilion, there is a picture of a woman sitting on a throne in a luxurious dress and a crown of jewels.

The woman looked young, but her eyes were sharp and full of momentum.

Qi Bai stopped in front of the painting, but not because of the beauty of the woman and the lifelike painter.

His eyes rested on the woman's right hand.

The woman's right hand rested on the armrest of the throne inlaid with pearls and jade, her thumb wore a dark green jade ring, and she held a white handkerchief between her fingers——

The soft handkerchief hangs down on the side of the armrest, and the natural floating arc seems to feel the direction of the wind.

For some reason, when Qi Bai saw the handkerchief now, he immediately thought of Jiang Jianzhi's noble and self-sufficient face.

When he returned Jiang Jianzhi's handkerchief, the other party only accepted the newly bought one. The pale blue handkerchief he had used and washed was still on his bedside table.

At that time, Qi Bai still wondered if Jiang Jianzhi refused to take it, because he disliked the handkerchief with his own blood on it, but now...

He's sure that Jiang Jianzhi's cleanliness obsession is definitely disgusting!

Jiang Jianzhi usually wipes the dining table three times after eating!

Three times! !

— That's right, because of Jiang Jianzhi, a fan friend, Qi Bai's dining table, which was originally used to pile up sundries and put ashes, finally played its original purpose and was used for eating.

Thinking of Jiang Jianzhi frowning while helping him clean up the kitchen, Qi Bai curled his lips:

"Painful."

In the face of cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder, Qi Bai always had the illusion that he was living a sloppy life.

He didn't like doing housework, but fortunately Jiang Jianzhi never asked him to work with him.

The snail girl surnamed Jiang solved it by herself.

Qi Bai stared at the painting for a long time without moving his mind. People who didn't know thought he liked the painting so much.

Qi Bai stared at the painting with fascination, and someone was watching him.

A foreign man stared at his profile for a long time without making a sound, and when Qi Bai withdrew his gaze and was about to change another picture, he smiled and greeted him.

As soon as Qi Bai entered the museum, the man noticed this young but very beautiful oriental man.

Qi Bai's concentrated expression on the side of his face when he was admiring the painting made his heart pound even more——

Ah, This is love!

The man with three-dimensional and profound facial features walked up to Qi Bai and smiled: "Hi~"

Someone was staring at him for a long time, Qi Bai couldn't possibly feel nothing, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the person who blocked him, and said indifferently:

"You're blocking my way."

man:"?"

Seeing that the man didn't intend to get out of the way, Qi Bai frowned, and moved aside by himself:

"Foreigners are troublesome."

Passing by, the man heard the beautiful woman say so coldly.

Not every foreigner can understand Chinese. The man didn’t know what Qi Bai was talking about. He followed up with two steps and changed into the two Chinese he only knew:

"Mud howl~"

Qi Bai gave a 'tsk' impatiently, stopped to look at him, and signaled with his eyes:

Let go of the fart.

The author has something to say:

Man: Mud Howl (^o^)/~

Xiaobai: If you fart, let it go.

Professor Jiang: Silently show your avatar