Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

In the blink of an eye, a month passed by.

On May 5, guided by the Economic and Cultural Promotion Association of City A, co-organized and supported by Henghuai Art Museum of City A, Wenlong Painting and Calligraphy Institute of City A, and the Painting Masters Association, "Shengtai" hosted by Jiasheng Network Security Co., Ltd. and Taiheng Technology Co., Ltd. The First Calligraphy and Painting Business Exchange Exhibition" was grandly opened at No. 17 Dejin Road, Wenxing District, City A.

As soon as this news came out, many people burst into laughter.

You said that one of you is engaged in network security and the other is engaged in electronic products. Why do you want to interfere in other people's painting circles?

Do you know what painting is? Can you understand painting?

There are many people who are sarcastic, mocking, and just watching the show.

Regarding these, people from Jiasheng and Taihengfang remained silent, as if they did not know.

Until May 5, when the two companies tacitly released some exhibits from the exhibition, many people were silent, especially those in the industry.

They are all people who know how to paint, so they naturally know whether the painting is good or bad.

Among them is naturally Yan Yu's target this time, Si Ruxian's grandfather Si Mingyuan.

An old man in his seventies or eighties wore reading glasses and stared at the pictures with eagerness.

The painting is like a delicacy that has been placed in a high place. You can only smell the fragrance but not taste the taste. It is so touching but cannot be put into reality. It is like stopping an itch that is just too far away. The more you scratch it, the more it itches.

Finally, with countless people looking forward to, curious, and watching the show, the exhibition came as scheduled.

Yan Yu wears a cold gray suit and has an outstanding temperament.

The black broken hair gently teased his plump forehead, and the gold-rimmed glasses in his eyes that peered into people's hearts made him a bit more elegant, distant and easy-going.

As he walked by, whoever saw him would not say in admiration that he was a humble gentleman, gentle and elegant.

"coming."

“As an organizer, it is etiquette to arrive at the venue early.”

Yan Yu looked at Gu Jiatai carefully and smiled knowingly when he saw that he was in high spirits: "He is very handsome."

When Gu Jiatai heard this, he felt like a peacock spreading its tail, and instantly became very beautiful: "Of course, young master, I am very beautiful, and I can look so handsome with a simple dress."

As he said this, he also winked at Yan Yu.

Yan Yu sneered: "You are definitely not pretending to be cool just because Gu Zhiheng is coming."

"Is that the point?"

"No."

During this period, the two of them got together frequently because of the art exhibition. Yan Yu naturally knew that Gu Jiatai had taken action against Gu Zhiheng.

From Gu Jiatai's tone, we knew that Gu Zhiheng must be having a hard time during this period. Today I am bringing my girlfriend to the scene. I don’t know whether to show off to Gu Jiatai, to stimulate and test Gu Jiatai’s feelings for his ex-girlfriend, or to humiliate him...

"Okay, it's almost time." Gu Jiatai smiled lightly and looked down upon Gu Zhiheng.

If that bad old man hadn't stood in front of him, it wouldn't have been easy to kill Gu Zhiheng.

Yan Yu responded to Gu Jiatai's words and left side by side.

"I heard that the Si family member is coming over. Yan Yu, I really have you. I feel like I'm going to make a fortune today."

Yan Yu smiled playfully and did not reply.

Soon, the art exhibition became lively.

In addition to carefully selected paintings from art museums and other exhibits, Yan Eucalyptus also brought over the original owner's father's collection. At the same time, even the system space was rummaged through by Yan Eucalyptus.

It can be said that Yan Yu spent a lot of money on fishing.

People like Si Mingyuan are here. Are there still many people who love painting as much as Si Mingyuan?

The quality is guaranteed and the results are impressive.

Seeing such results, Yan Eucalyptus was very satisfied.

But what surprised Yan Yu was that he actually met Si Ruxian.

The man was wearing a dark black haute couture suit, with straight legs and a tall figure. He was standing behind the old man with an air of indifference.

Perhaps sensing Yan Eucalyptus' gaze, the man turned his head and looked at Yan Eucalyptus.

His deep face is enough to make people fascinated. He seems to be very uninterested in the art exhibition, and his eyes are lazy and a bit careless.

When their eyes met, Yan Yu nodded to Si Ruxian calmly, and then walked slowly and slowly from behind him.

Si Ruxian looked at Yan Yu's retreating back and narrowed her eyes slightly. He seemed to be polite, elegant and gentle, but his intuition told him that this person was very dangerous.

"Xiao Xian, what do you think of this painting?"

Hearing Grandpa's voice, Si Ruxian withdrew his gaze and focused on the painting: "Grandpa, if you like it, you can take a picture of it. It's just a painting. We don't lack the money."

Si Mingyuan's face was a little serious, but his eyes were very kind: "If you have nothing to do, just run to the racecourse and ask you to accompany me to see the paintings. You are not interested..."

……

Yan Yu walked around and returned to the rest area. The exhibition had just begun, so it was not appropriate to get close to Si Mingyuan, otherwise it would look very deliberate.

Moreover, now that people are so focused on admiring paintings, they have no energy to pay attention to themselves. If they get involved, it might be counterproductive and annoying.

The exhibition lasted for a week, so he had plenty of time.

During the exhibition, Yan Yu heard Si Mingyuan sigh more than once.

Looking at the red mark, Yan Yu smiled knowingly.

"The old gentleman took a fancy to this painting."

Si Mingyuan shook his head: "But it has been collected..."

The regret in his mouth was clearly audible, and it seemed that he really liked this picture.

"This painting "Lone Wild Goose in Qiongshan" was collected by my father. I saw it during a painting exhibition and mentioned it to my father. He said that good paintings should be appreciated by many people, so he put it here. If the old gentleman really likes it, , I can ask father to talk to you."

"This……"

After all, how many decades has Si Mingyuan lived? The person in front of him is selling him this reputation just because he wants to use it to gain access to the Si family...

"Father, he doesn't like to write or write. It's best to have a pot of tea in your spare time. Maybe it will work."

How could Yan Yu not see what the old man was thinking, but Si Mingyuan was really wrong.

He didn't catch this fish just to cling to the Si family. With his method of running Jiasheng well, he might not be able to compete with the Si family.

He told Si Mingyuan that he could exchange a pot of good tea for a good painting, and he wanted to exchange something for something, and the two would not owe each other.

A pot of tea is naturally inferior to a masterpiece, which made Si Mingyuan accept the love of the Shen family and made Si Mingyuan feel less worried.

Seeing Si Mingyuan's move, Yan Yu added: "Although the painting is good, it still needs the right people to appreciate it. If it is taken back, it will mostly be put in a box to collect dust?"

"That being the case, I wonder if your father is at the art exhibition..."

Yan Yu's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly said "Old Fox" in his heart.

If it is outside, no matter which family comes to visit, it will be a huge benefit to the Shen family, but if it is at an art exhibition, it is different.

But he had no control over the development of things.

"My father didn't come today. I'll talk to him tonight and talk to the old gentleman in detail tomorrow."

"it is good."

Si Mingyuan instantly felt happy. He wanted to laugh happily but noticed that the surrounding environment did not allow it, so he couldn't help but smile and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Si Mingyuan walking towards other paintings, Yan Yu's lips curled up with a hint of a faint smile.