Fast time travel to save German orthopedics

Li Tingyi looked at one side with heavy eyes, with a blank expression on his face, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ayi, why don't you look very happy?" Li Tingwen asked his brother with some doubts, wearing a delicate black suit and combing his hair meticulously.

Li Tingyi's lips moved slightly, he recovered his senses and glanced at Li Tingwen, before turning his gaze back slightly.

"Nothing to be happy about."

It has been three days since they came to City Y, and the art exhibition will end tomorrow, but there is no news from Lin Yeshen.

Rather...

Li Ting heard a slight sound from the tattoo, and the expression on his face instantly became joyful. He took out his phone and started sweetly sending messages to his lover again.

Li Tingyi picked up the paper cup beside him, took a sip of water, and suppressed the coldness in his chest.

The buzzing sound continued behind him, and the paper cup in his hand gradually deformed, and water stains spilled out. Li Tingyi let out a low breath with his eyes downcast, and turned his back away from the range of the sound.

Unbeknownst to him, the person he was thinking of was at the entrance of a corridor not far away, peeking at them from time to time.

"Separated, separated." Lin Yeshen was squatting not far away at this time, wearing a brown coat, a khaki painter's cap, and a scruffy beard, like a wandering artist who came to participate in an art exhibition.

While observing the two brothers, he did not forget to praise his own system. "Tong, you are really powerful. It would be a pity if you didn't become the teacher of the mistress to persuade you to quit with this trick of alienation!"

System: "I don't think this is a compliment."

Lin Yeshen: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, why are there so many people here suddenly!"

Lin Yeshen was following Li Tingyi cautiously, but a person suddenly appeared on the way and took Li Tingyi away. Lin Yeshen was about to go back to find Li Tingwen, but when he turned around, he realized that the crowd in this area suddenly changed. got to be crowded.

"Who owns the painting in the center this year? Why hasn't it been released yet?"

"Didn't I hear that there is a group of horses for everyone in the country?"

"It seems that the old man is not in good health and cannot come here. He has been replaced temporarily."

……

People around talked a lot, but this did not prevent Lin Yeshen from not understanding.He squeezed in the crowd with some bitterness, thinking about how to squeeze out.

In the lounge in the central area, the person in charge of this art exhibition was sweating profusely, and his already bald forehead appeared even more oily and smooth.

"Hey, Mr. Li, good paintings are meant to be displayed. If you don't hang up this painting, you'll be exposing the world!"

Li Tingyi sat on the sofa expressionlessly, without any movement or expression, but expressed his meaning very clearly.

The good words are worthless, but this person is not good enough, and he doesn't even bother to give a reply. The person in charge feels that he is about to faint, and he wonders if there is any painter who can replace him.

The noisy voices in his ears never stopped, Li Tingyi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and there was a faint chill, and even his whole face was as cold as if it had been frozen by frost and snow.

The phone rang, and he answered the phone a little depressed.

"I hope it's useful news this time."

"Li Tingyi, I heard you haven't caught him yet?" A girl's delicate voice came from the phone.

Li Tingyi's eyes turned cold, and his whole body was filled with gloom, "Say something quickly."

"You're still the same, it's annoying... I've sent a representative to find out, and he bought a ticket with his ID card this morning."

……

"Hello, your milk tea." The sweet service lady handed over a cup of warm milk tea, which even sweetened Lin Yeshen's heart.

"Ah, not bad, the tickets can be exchanged for milk tea." After taking a sip of the free milk tea, Lin Yeshen felt that the resentment he had just been squeezed into a cake dissipated.

"It's painted, and I don't know what faction the first painting is this year."

"Looks like an oil painting."

"Which master is the painter?"

"I heard that he is a newcomer, and his surname seems to be Li."

……

People kept heading towards the center of the exhibition, and they seemed to be very interested in the paintings in the center.

But Lin Yeshen didn't want to be squeezed into meatloaf anymore, so he shrank cowardly on the rest area of ​​Miss Milk Tea.

"Sir, don't you want to see the paintings in the center?" Miss Milk Tea asked with a smile.

Lin Yeshen shook his head, frowned and said, "There are too many people over there, it's just a painting."

"Sir, I'm afraid you don't know. There is a lottery in the center, and No.1 can get the painting in the center's exhibition."

Lin Yeshen became even less interested when he heard it, and smiled perfunctorily. "Really, what's the use of that painting?"

"The paintings here are not less than one million when they are auctioned...Huh? Where are the people?"

Lin Yeshen had just sat down, and there was only a cup of milk tea left that had already been drunk.

"Little Qianqian, Xiaoqianqian, here I come!" Lin Yeshen rushed into the crowd excitedly, and rushed to the central lottery together.

The system asked suspiciously: "Your task is almost finished, what's the use of asking for money?"

"This is human's obsession with money, and your system will not understand it."

Lin Yeshen looked at the staff in front of him with bright eyes, "Well, how do you draw a lottery?"

"Just swipe your ID card on it." The staff took out a device that looked like a sensor.

Lin Yeshen took out his ID card and swiped it over, muttering a little dissatisfied, "This is exciting at all, I always feel like I won't win the lottery..."

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed, and all eyes were focused on the central painting platform. The platform that was covered by the curtain just now slowly opened the curtain.

A painting that almost blended with the surrounding darkness appeared in front of everyone. The background of this painting was a large, pure black bed that spread to the edge of the painting.The reason why I knew it was a bed was because there was a person lying in the middle of the bed.

No, it should be said to be lying down.

His back has a graceful curve, which is faintly visible when his clothes are half-faded, half of his waist is slender, and his skin is like cream... It is exactly the one Li Tingyi painted at home.

If there is any difference, it is that the face of the person in the painting has been completely buried in the soft bed under him, and his wrists and ankles have more silver chains, which are more tightly bound, as if The dying swan is beautiful and shining.

At first glance, Lin Yeshen said to the system in a daze, "I'll be good, otherwise you can say that artists are all eroticists. The big ass in this painting is really round and white..."

Before the system could taunt him back, Lin Yeshen's eyes suddenly went dark, and he collapsed softly to the ground.

A pair of powerful big hands caught his slender body.

A pair of eyes in the darkness, bright and frightening.

He murmured into Lin Yeshen's deaf ears with his thin lips, "I've got you."