Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat

  Chapter 260 Art exhibition, plagiarism?

   That night, the video of Xie Yanqing kneeling and proposing marriage was uploaded to the Internet by netizens, and immediately became a hot search on Weibo.

The night was dim, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but many sharp-eyed people who ate melons recognized Xie Yanqing at a glance. This was the first time Wen Rui appeared in front of everyone in such a high-profile manner. It was a wave of fire.

  【Wow, the young lady looks so beautiful, and the second master is a match made in heaven. I decided to become a fan from today! 】

  【Worthy of being the second master's girlfriend, this makes me sour! 】

  【Am I the only one who notices the look in Erye's eyes? It's so affectionate, woohoo, this is too spoiled! 】

  【Too sweet, I declare that the two of them will be national cps from now on, I'm sure! 】

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  Wen Rui leaned against the head of the bed at night, flipping through the comments on her mobile phone one after another. During the period, Qiao Ruoyan also called to tease her, saying that her popularity was almost catching up with her actress.

This marriage proposal can be described as a large-scale dog abuse. After the old lady Xie found out, she was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear. She felt that their second child was really promising, but Master Deyuan was not happy. I begged all of them, and the engagement and so on have to be put on the agenda. It is obvious that they are trying to abduct their girl back home!

  But the matter has come to this point, no matter how dissatisfied he is, he has to keep it in his stomach, so he discussed with the old couple of Xie's family that the engagement banquet will be held on Xie Yanqing's birthday, and there is still more than a month to prepare, and it will definitely be a grand event.

  The two parties had no objections, so the matter was settled like this. The lifelong affairs of the youngest son finally stabilized. After that, Mrs. Xie was very happy every day, and personally arranged and prepared their engagement banquet.

After New Year's Day, there is still one month before New Year's Eve. Last time the gallery held an exhibition for Ye Gaojie, so Wen Rui planned to hold a big exhibition hall for Lin An before the year, whether it was for him personally or for the gallery. It can be said that it can improve a lot of reputation.

   Half a month passed in a flash, and soon the day of the art exhibition came.

The art exhibition is scheduled to be held in the lobby of the famous Art Museum in Kyoto. A red banner has been pulled up outside, and a poster of Lin An is standing obliquely on the shelf at the door, and it is also filled with flower baskets of various colors. This is what Wen Rui sent Ye Zhiqiu to decide early in the morning. , She also invited several well-reputed media to come over to build momentum.

  Wen Rui had breakfast, went upstairs to put on a delicate light makeup, changed into a champagne suit and skirt, picked up her handbag and was about to go out when Xie Yanqing stopped her.

   "Second brother, what's wrong?"

   "Ruirui, you invited so many people, why didn't you invite me, the big boss?" Xie Yanqing fastened her tie and raised her eyebrows to look at her.

   "Huh? Didn't you say you weren't going last night?"

   "When did I say that? I just said it depends."

After going out to play for almost a week, the company has a backlog of things. Xie Yanqing originally planned not to go, but seeing Wen Rui's dress today, the youthfulness of the past has faded, and it has the charm of a mature woman, so he immediately felt Changed my mind.

   When the two of them went, it was naturally still early, so they couldn't help being teased by other people in the gallery.

The exhibition hall has been decorated with antiquity, the water-blue chandelier on the ceiling exudes warm yellow light, and the white walls are covered with Lin An's paintings, each of which is lifelike, lifelike, fairy-like, and very artistic. .

  After Lin An got an agent, he took care of all these, and Wen Rui saved a lot of effort.

  At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa with his agent chatting about something.

  Seeing Wen Rui and Xie Yanqing approaching, they quickly got up to say hello.

   "Mr. Xie, are you here too?" Manager Luo Ming leaned slightly, his tone full of respect.

At that time, when Xie Yanqing asked him to come over as an agent, he was actually unwilling in his heart. After all, Lingxi Gallery had no reputation at that time, and he didn't know how high the level of the contracted painters was. What else do you rely on for food?

   Unexpectedly, after coming here, it will bring him a different surprise. These people may not have enough skills, but they are all talented. Coupled with the hard work of the day after tomorrow, given time, they will not worry about becoming popular.

   "Well, come here to support Boss Wen." Xie Yanqing responded in a low voice, and took Wen Rui to sit on the corner of the sofa.

   "Mr. Lin, are you ready for your album?" Wen Rui looked at the slightly disturbed man and asked, which relieved his tension.

   "Don't worry, the boss. In addition to the album, I have prepared a lot of souvenirs. After the exhibition is over, I will give these as gifts." Lin An straightened his back and put his hands on his knees.

  He has always respected Wen Rui, and he always thinks of her kindness in his heart. Today's art exhibition must be a success, and she must not lose face.

  Wen Rui nodded, and asked him a few more precautions.

  Time ticked away, and some invited people arrived one after another, and media staff also entered the venue one after another. Everyone's quality was very high, and there were no noisy or disharmonious voices.

  Mr. and Ladies are all dressed in suits and leather shoes.

  At nine o'clock in the morning, with the host's speech, the art exhibition officially began.

  As the person in charge of the organizer, Wen Rui said a few words symbolically, and then handed the painting tube to Lin An. After all, he is the home team today.

   Next is the time for free visits and exchanges.

  Before this, Lin An had sold quite a few paintings, and although they couldn't be said to be popular, they had also accumulated a group of fans.

   Several people went over to ask him to take a group photo with him. This was the first time Lin An encountered such a situation, and he was a little at a loss. He didn't expect everyone to like him so much.

  At noon, Wen Rui prepared a tea break for the VIPs and the media.

   Until the end of the night, the exhibition went smoothly.

However, within a few days, some bad comments spread on the Internet, saying that Lin An's painting style was exactly the same as that of the famous painter Lin Jun, and then some people accused him of plagiarizing Lin Jun, even with the reputation of Lingxi Gallery All affected.

  Lin Jun not only did not clarify, but held a press conference and said some ambiguous words, as if confirming the fact that Lin An plagiarized his paintings.

  Luo Ming sat in the studio, scrolling through Weibo with a headache, and became angry when he saw the comments below. A minute later, he threw his phone on the leather sofa in anger, got up and walked back and forth on the ground.

   "Brother Luo, I'm sorry, did I cause you trouble?" Lin An knocked on the door and came in with an apologetic face.

   "Lin An, now is not the time to say I'm sorry, the most important thing for us now is how to solve the problem." Luo Ming took care of many people, and after getting angry, he quickly calmed down.

He paused and then said: "I just found Lin Jun's paintings on the Internet, and after comparing them carefully with yours, I found that you do have some similarities, some of the taste of the same lineage, laymen don't know, but insiders can see it It can be seen that your painting skills are deeper than his, so can you explain what is going on?"

Lin An's hands hanging by his side slowly tightened, his shoulders were trembling slightly, his chest kept rising and falling, then he let out a long breath, slowly raised his head, with firm eyes, and said word by word: "Brother Luo, we It is true that he came from the same line, and the paintings he sold are all my works."

   "What? What the **** is going on here?" Luo Ming is a person who is used to seeing big winds and waves, so he couldn't help being taken aback at this moment.

  Wen Rui just pushed the door open and entered, and heard Lin An's words clearly.

  She went straight to the sofa and sat down. With a serious face, she raised her head and asked, "Mr. Lin, is what you said just now true? This matter is not small, please explain it clearly from beginning to end."

Lin An nodded, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "Lin Jun and I grew up together in an orphanage. A master, we have learned to paint together since then..."

His calm and slightly sad tone drifted slowly in the studio, the more Wen Rui and Luo Ming listened to it, the more frightened Wen Rui and Luo Ming became. There are still such shameless villains in the world who take other people's works as their own Now you still want to fight back?

   "That's how things are. Boss, Brother Luo, I guarantee that everything I say is true, and there is absolutely no falsehood." Perhaps recalling some bad memories from the past, Lin An became agitated.

"Mr. Lin, calm down first. We have been together for so long. We naturally believe in your character. It's just that we are empty talk now. There is no evidence to prove that he plagiarized your work." Wen Rui's eyes were like a pool of clear water, and her voice was soft and elegant. , inexplicably convincing.

Luo Ming took a sip of tea, his mind was running fast, and he analyzed slowly: "He has been famous for a few years, has a large number of fans, has always had a good reputation in the industry, is respected, and has a stable position. We don't have enough evidence and there's a good chance we're going to burn the fire on ourselves."

Lin An clenched his hands into fists, his breathing was unsteady, and there was a slight tremor in the ending: "Indeed, he is very cunning, I didn't expect...I didn't expect that after so many years, he still didn't want to let me go, and made such a move again, Some of the media that participated in the art exhibition that day must have been bribed by him."

  He didn't expect Lin Jun to be so ruthless. It wasn't enough for him to ruin him once, but he had to ruin him a second time. His senior brother wanted to completely kill him in the industry! Lin An covered his face and cried bitterly. It was his tolerance and concession time and time again that made Lin Jun worse!

"Don't worry, we need to plan carefully for this matter. Paper can't cover the fire. If it is a fox, it will show its tail sooner or later." Wen Rui walked over and patted him on the shoulder, handed him a tissue, and a three It is unbearable to see a ten-year-old man crying like this.

   "Mr. Lin, don't worry, you are from my Lingxi Gallery. I will definitely get this justice back for you. You don't have to worry about the comments on the Internet, and the public relations department will respond for you."

   "Thank you, boss, thank you very much..." Wen Rui is the noble person in his life, and he is now very fortunate to have chosen Lingxi Gallery.

"Manager Luo, Mr. Lin will calm down later. I hope you can ask him a few more questions carefully and send them to my mailbox. Maybe you can find some clues as a breakthrough." Wen Rui frowned and turned around. Tell Luo Ming.

   "Miss Wen, you're welcome. This is my duty, and I will do my best."

  Back to Moyuan full of melancholy, Wen Rui has something on her mind, and she doesn't have much appetite for dinner.

  Xie Yanqing came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, and saw Wen Rui fiddled with the phone screen absently with a sad face.

  He dried his hair, lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, turned his head and asked, "Are you worried about Lin An's plagiarism?"

   "Yes!" Wen Rui was listless. Lin Jun has been famous for some years, and has status and status in the circle. After so many years, this evidence is really hard to find for a while.

Thinking of Lin Jun's villainous behavior, Wen Rui trembled with anger. For the artist, every work is his whole effort, just like a child, it is the most cherished thing for him. The behavior is really shameless to the extreme.

  She slowly told Xie Yanqing about today's shocking incident.

This kind of thing is very common in any industry. Xie Yanqing squinted her eyes, rubbed her fingers, let out a long breath, thought for a while, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Ruirui, don't you artists all have their own little habits when painting? Leave your own unique mark on the work, maybe you can start from this aspect."

  Yes, why didn't she think of it?

Wen Rui's eyes lit up for a moment. She has her own little habit of drawing, and always adds a special touch at the end. Except for herself and familiar people, almost no one else can see it. Does Lin An also have her own? What about little habits?

   "Second brother, you are so smart." Wen Rui propped herself up, leaned in front of Xie Yanqing, and happily kissed him on the chin.

   "Boss Wen, this salary is too little!" Xie Yanqing raised her eyebrows and pointed to her lips.

  Now there may be a clue to find the evidence, Wen Rui felt a lot more relaxed, her red lips pouted slightly, and gave Xie Yanqing an affectionate kiss.

  **

  Since the collapse of the Song Group, all the industries under his name have collapsed, and Shili Gallery is no exception.

  Lin Jun is considered a big name in the industry. After all, he has won many awards, so the downfall of the Song family has no impact on him at all. He left in advance with a whole team.

After leaving, he probably felt that he had enough qualifications, so he didn't look for another company, and opened a studio by himself. His team is very mature, his agent and assistants are loyal to him, and he also raised a group of unknown young people. painter.

  These people call themselves painters, or to put it bluntly, they are all gunmen raised by him.

Speaking of painting, it’s not that Lin Jun can’t, it’s just that he’s not talented. In other words, God doesn’t reward food, and the things he draws always lack a bit of aura, so he keeps using his brains .

   "Mr. Lin, something is wrong." Lin Jun just sat in the office, before his **** was warmed up, the assistant ran in in a panic.

   "Little Ma, you've been with me for so many years, why are you still so reckless when you talk? What's the matter?" He took a sip of tea and asked slowly.

   "Our studio just received... a letter from the lawyer of Lingxi Gallery, claiming that they want to sue us for defamation!" Pony patted his chest, panting heavily.

   "Huh? Slander? My junior brother is promising!" Lin Jun snorted coldly, and then angrily scolded Xiao Ma: "Look at your talent? Are they the only ones who will send a lawyer's letter? Contact me lawyer Zhang immediately!"

Xiao Ma swallowed, and said with a headache on his face: "Mr. Lin, their lawyer is the famous gold medal lawyer Tang Man, and Lawyer Lin is from Lawyer Tang's studio. This... I guess they won't accept it at all." !"

   "What? Tang Man?" Lin Jun's eyes widened, his voice suddenly raised, and the expression on his face was full of disbelief.

  【Fairies, sorry for the long wait. Yesterday’s episode was blocked and it will be released after two days. The plot is not coherent. Let’s just make do with it! 】

   Thank you guys who supported me today, I love you guys, okay~

  (end of this chapter)