Soon it will be the day of the exhibition.The staff of Tonghua Art Museum came to the museum early in the morning to do the final inspection of the opening.Cheng Xuhai, the person in charge of the art exhibition, wandered around the huge art gallery, checking every detail carefully.

"Brother Cheng, 'Zhihui' has sent the speech." The assistant came over with a printed page.

Cheng Xuhai took a few glances and was very satisfied, "As expected of a master, not only the painting is good, but also the literary talent."

"An older person should have a good literary talent, and you are too rare." Colleague Xu Yi walked over, snatched the speech from Cheng Xuhai's hand, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "What's more, this kind of speech I searched a lot on the Internet, and there is nothing unusual." He threw the speech to the assistant again.

Cheng Xuhai showed dissatisfaction: "Is the inspection of the Eastern District finished? Yesterday someone reported that the light bulbs in the Eastern District had screen flickering. Have you changed the light bulb?"

Xu Yizhuang patted the back of Cheng Xuhai's hand as if joking, and said with a smile, "I made a special trip to see it, and it's okay."

Cheng Xuhai avoided it calmly, and asked the assistant, "Did Zhida say when she will arrive?"

Xu Yi took a blank shot, retracted her hand in embarrassment, and scolded "Zhihui" who was in the way in her heart.

"It's eight o'clock." The assistant looked at the time, "It should be here soon."

Cheng Xuhai hurriedly handed over the matter at hand to his assistant, and then hurried to the gate of the art gallery.

Xu Yi was very annoyed, and asked Cheng Xuhai's assistant, "That old man who knows Fandu still seduces your boss, how shameless he is."

The assistant was a little confused, "What kind of seduction? Brother Cheng is just a fan of Teacher Zhifan's painting, and the two of them have no personal relationship."

"Really?" Xu Yi's face was overjoyed, and then he touched his cheek triumphantly, "That's right, an old lady, no matter how famous she is, she must be very jealous if she is no longer young and beautiful. A young man like me."

The assistant heheed twice, found an excuse and left.

......

When Cheng Xuhai came to the gate of the art museum, it was still early, so there was no one at the gate, so when he waited for the only car to come, he hurried up to meet him.

Quan Jiu was wearing a mid-size cheongsam with red bean paste and green embroidered green lotus, revealing a pair of slender calves like green lotus roots. His long black hair was draped softly on his shoulders. He looked fresh and noble, as if he had dispelled the heat of summer for a few minutes. point.

Cheng Xuhai was amazed at the woman's good looks at first, and then moved away in embarrassment, almost admitting to the wrong person.

He nodded and greeted the woman, "Are you going to participate in the art exhibition? The museum is not open yet, you can go to the coffee shop next to it and wait for a while. The coffee shop has been reserved by our museum."

Quan Jiu smiled and said, "You don't recognize netizens when you meet?"

Cheng Xuhai was slightly taken aback, and Shu Er was surprised, "You are... Teacher Zhifu?"

No way, he always thought that Teacher Zhifu was at least 50 or [-] years old, but with this appearance, he was not even in his thirties. How could he be so young and so beautiful?This is somewhat different from the artist he knows.

After realizing his gaffe, Cheng Xuhai quickly explained, "It's really the paintings of Mr. Zhihui, all of which are realistic themes, painful and real, too confusing."

"Let's go, I'll go in and take a look first, this is the first time I participated in my art exhibition." Quan Jiu walked to the art gallery.

Cheng Xuhai was excited and excited when facing his idol, "Mr. Zhifan, I have always wanted to ask you, how did you create those satirical realistic works?"

"Talent." Quan Jiu joked.

The two walked into the art museum, Cheng Xuhai led Quan Jiu around the museum, and finally brought Quan Jiu to the east exhibition area, "This is the exhibition area with the best light and the largest area. Teacher, all your paintings are here. "

Quan Jiu was very satisfied, "Every time your exhibition area is arranged very beautifully."

Although Cheng Xuhai wanted to stay and continue to accompany his idol, but he still had work on hand, so he had to say: "Teacher, you can go around as you please, I have to go around to check. In addition, the VIP room is on the right hand side of the second floor If you are tired, you can go to rest at any time."

Quan Jiu smiled slightly, and after watching Cheng Xuhai leave, he leisurely admired his paintings from the perspective of a bystander.

Xu Yi watched Cheng Xuhai leave with excitement, and when her eyes fell on Quan Jiu, she already had a look of hatred. She walked over with a dark face, "The museum is not open yet, please ask this lady to go out."

Quan Jiu tilted his head and explained with a smile, "I am..."

"Why, do you think you can break the rules with Cheng Xuhai's support? Do you know how much the paintings here are worth? A painting is worth hundreds of millions of dollars. If you sell it, you won't be able to pay it back, and you won't get out. "

Quan Jiu looked at his painting with a half-smile, "It's really expensive."

Seeing Quan Jiu's captivating smile, Xu Yi became even more jealous and annoyed. No wonder Cheng Xuhai turned a blind eye to her. It turned out that there was such a vixen.

"Security, come here." Xu Yi can't accept such a result, even if it can't be dismantled but only adds to the trouble, she will feel better.

Security will be here soon.

Xu Yi said to the security guard: "This woman sneaked into the art exhibition. She is sneaky. Hurry up and call the police. I suspect she is suspected of stealing."

The security guard took a look at Quan Jiu.This temperament, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a rich and famous lady, how could she be a thief, she must be a distinguished guest who entered by mistake in advance, so she asked: "Please move to the cafe outside the museum, we will open on time at nine o'clock. "

Quan Jiu didn't want to argue, just wanted to drink coffee, so he nodded slightly and left the art gallery.

Xu Yi sneered smugly, "It's so good-looking, it's a vase, and without a man to back it up, it's nothing like fart."

......

Quan Jiu ordered a cup of coffee in the cafe, then sat in the corner and took out a tablet to draw.

At that time, there was no one in the cafe, and a group of waiters stayed together and talked about it.

"As expected of a famous lady, this is too beautiful, and her temperament is too good."

"Nowadays, there are many fake celebrities, but they are actually just superficial and checking in everywhere." Someone retorted.

"He has a very good temperament, which cannot be faked."

Quan Jiu didn't know about these discussions, she stayed until nine o'clock, and only got up and left after hearing the announcement of the opening of the art gallery.

When I returned to the art gallery, the gallery was already full of people, but it was very quiet, even the footsteps were very small, and everyone was seriously admiring the various paintings.

The host Cheng Xuhai walked to the center of the art gallery at this time, and introduced the painters exhibiting today in a standard broadcast tone.

"...The No. 14 exhibitors are the teacher 'Zhihui' who is loved by the public. Her paintings are exhibited in the East District. There are eight paintings for sale in this exhibition."

As soon as the words were finished, many guests hurried to the east exhibition area.

Quan Jiu happened to be standing in the crowd, and it was too late to avoid it, so he could only follow the crowd to the east exhibition area.

The east exhibition area is very large. Although there are only eight works, the walls are not empty at all because the works are so large in size, and even if many guests stop to admire a painting, it will not be crowded.

Anyway, they all came to her exhibition area, so Quan Jiu simply stayed and wanted to hear everyone's opinions on her paintings.

She came to her favorite piece of work, but not long after listening to it, a bitter voice sounded behind her, "Is that you? You are a man who is kept by a man, and you deserve to see the paintings of the master 'Zhihui'?"

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