Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

On the day of the auction, Feng He went to the venue with the invitation letter.

When he entered the venue to check the invitation letters, he straightened his back.

Everyone comes in openly.

He went to the private room that Li Yanshu had reserved for him. The room had a quiet environment and was equipped with tea, pastries and fruits.

Li Yanshu should be one of the partners of this art auction, and his works are among the auction items.

Feng He knew that Li Yanshu was an excellent designer, but he didn't expect why Li Yanshu invited him over.

Could it be that you think he understands art very well?

Does he look like he understands art?

Feng He felt embarrassed, and suddenly remembered that when Li Yanshu was taking pictures or painting before, he just took a look and left.

Oh, forget it, never mind, as long as the goal is achieved, he won’t think about anything else.

Feng He looked outside through the window of the private room, waiting for Xiao Yushan to appear.

Those who come to the auction are all prominent figures in society, celebrities or big entrepreneurs.

Feng He also saw Zhuang Zelin's parents.

They also have private rooms where you can sit.

It’s actually still early now, and there are a lot of empty seats outside.

Feng He was distracted for a moment and his gaze wandered away.

When he looked back again, his eyes were attracted by a figure.

The voice was tall and straight, his back was broad and strong, and he was wearing a black suit. His figure made the suit look wrinkle-free. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, and his body proportions were perfect.

He was also followed by an assistant or secretary in a suit.

Feng He could basically determine that the man was Xiao Yushan through the small exposed section of the honey-colored neck.

Feng He stared at the figure almost without blinking, her eyes almost popping out of her head.

When Xiao Yushan was about to sit down at his seat, he finally revealed his full appearance.

His eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as before, but now they were a little more weathered, making him look resolute. His eyes were filled with an expression that was impossible to understand. He was as calm and indifferent as a statue.

After three years of social trials, Xiao Yushan has become much more mature and his charm has become more prominent.

Ever since Xiaoyu Mountain appeared, Feng He has not set his sights anywhere else.

Maybe it was because Feng He's gaze was too intense, Xiao Yushan seemed to sense something, he turned his head and glanced in Feng He's direction.

Feng He was startled. Maybe it was because he was too nervous, but he immediately stepped back. Then, because he was moving too fast, he sat down on the ground.

Feng He was breathing heavily, as if she was afraid of being seen, and when Xiao Yushan saw that there was no one at that angle, he withdrew his gaze.

Feng He slowly stood up and sat back in her seat.

But he didn't dare to look at Xiaoyu Mountain now.

His intuition is too sharp.

[What are you doing? It's like you're going to do something shameful.]

Feng He ignored the system because he couldn't calm down for a long time.

This was not only because he saw Xiao Yushan again after three years, but also because he felt Xiao Yushan's obvious changes: his emotions had become weaker and his suspicion had become stronger.

He sat there in a daze, absent-minded.

The auction has begun.

At the beginning, they were all works of art that had won awards and were designed by famous designers and were widely circulated.

They were auctioned off one by one. Feng He observed that Xiao Yushan would occasionally auction one or two pieces, and the prices were not low.

It was a huge number they had never heard of before.

The auction was really boring, Feng He leaned on the table and ate fruit.

The process is slowly completed, and there is one last step, which is to appreciate the artist's artwork.

These works of art that can be appreciated by the rich are all works of great reputation.

Feng He's attention was attracted and she looked down through the window.

The exhibits were displayed one by one, and their enlarged images were shown on the screen behind the host.

Feng He read it with great interest.

Until later, Feng He's eyes suddenly widened.

He saw that the current exhibit was a group of photographs and paintings.

The lighting, color matching and material selection of the photo are all very good, and it captures an ordinary and plain countryside.

But that village is clearly Feng He's hometown.

There are rice, vegetable gardens, houses, and villagers.

But in fact, the person who appears most often in the photos is one person.

His profile or back, a pair of legs washing feet in the stream, and his protruding back bending over to do farm work.

That was Feng He himself.

The grapes in Feng He's mouth almost fell out.

The following paintings all depict the countryside, but they are the painters' ideal countryside.

Feng He's face appeared in the painting, but no one could associate this face with the back view that appeared most frequently in the photos.

The boy in the painting is wearing a straw hat and a thin coat, and is picking loofahs.

As if he noticed someone was looking at him, he turned around to look at the front of the screen and laughed softly.

The emerald green vines contrasted with his face, making him look like an elf in the forest.

He appears in the next few paintings.

Feng He swallowed and was quite stunned. How could he not remember doing these things while working?

It turns out that Li Yanshu was drawing when he had nothing to do, and these were the things he drew.

Feng He admired them for a while before she realized that there were people there bidding to take pictures of these photos and paintings.

There are still many people bidding, and the price is still rising.

Xiao Yushan also saw these photos, but he lowered his eyes, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

There was no bidding either.

The host wiped his forehead anxiously and said, "These works are not for auction. They are only used as exhibits in this auction. Please don't make any more bids."

Someone on the field was dissatisfied: "Why don't you buy it? I finally found one that I like."

"Stop talking nonsense. How much does this cost?"

"Call the designer out and we'll negotiate the price."

……

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, the host immediately made a phone call.

Then the security guard came over, and with him came the owner of the painting.

Li Yanshu stood on the stage and said calmly and rationally: "I am the owner of this work, Li Yanshu. Sorry, this work is not for sale. The reason I chose to show it today is because I want to show it to a friend, that's all."

When Xiao Yushan heard his words, the fingers on his thighs trembled slightly.

Some of the people present knew Li Yanshu, while others did not, but they all fell silent when they heard his name.

After all, everyone knows that the eldest son of the Li family in Beijing is called Li Yanshu, and he studies art.

The person who wanted to bid gave up and left with no interest.

After the organizers packed up the works, Li Yanshu came over.

Feng He was still in the box and had not left.

"Feng He, I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. My original intention was to invite you to appreciate our previous memories."

Li Yanshu said with some guilt and annoyance.

Feng He said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm having a lot of fun watching it."