This matter, I have the final say

This place is not a big city, it is not so open and inclusive, there are not many people who can bluntly and boldly admit that they are gay, he is really brave.Besides, this matter is not something that is said on the street. I am afraid that others will not hear it, so I will almost shout about it.

"You, don't be so loud, the influence is not very good."

"It doesn't matter what other people do. I'll ask you where our family Fang Zheng went. I haven't seen him for several days. Where did he go?"

"Keep your voice down."

"My God, you are really careful. Didn't you say that you artists are very individual? Why are you so timid? What's the matter!"

Artists should not follow the usual path. If you are too regular, you will have no personality. Look at Picasso, personality. Not many people can understand the paintings, but they sell for a lot of money.

Fresh, he also knows Picasso.

Mr. Jiang was dumbfounded by his rhetoric. That's right, artists have to walk the road that ordinary people don't take.

"I really miss him so much. I just kissed him and he ran away. Where did he go? Is he rich? Is he hungry? You artists are only valuable when they are dead, and they are alive. Time is hard, I understand all this. I am afraid that he will have no money and no food. Tell me where he went. "

Xu Haodong's anxiety was real, and what he said was really infuriating.

According to him, those who learn to paint are finished in this life, and who knows who is dead, so why paint?

Mr. Jiang was sentenced by him just like that, don't think about it in this life, you can only get angry if you die.

Such a nonchalant thing is too outspoken.

Mr. Jiang was speechless at what he said and didn't know how to continue. He pushed his glasses and answered embarrassingly selectively.

"He just walked around with me and left. I don't know where he went."

"It's over, it's over, my wife is going to starve to death."

Xu Haodong was dying of anxiety, what a mess.

"Does he have other places he likes to go? Or better friends?"

"Fang Zheng is used to being alone. Besides, we artists are very individual and don't like to make friends. We just make friends by nodding. We never ask about each other's lives. The so-called friendship between gentlemen is as light as water."

Bet on Xu Haodong's mouth with Xu Haodong's words.

"How many days does he usually go out?"

"One week? One month? He hasn't been away for long. Tengyun Town has his concerns, and he will come back soon."

"Oh, that's right, his home is there. All right, then tell me if you have news about him."

Xu Haodong sighed, it's over, he didn't take a step, and scared his wife away.

He took out his wallet, took out 1 yuan, and gave it to Mr. Jiang.

"No, no, Xiaoyan doesn't need money to learn to paint."

"It's not tuition, it's my living expenses for my wife! What are you thinking about?"

Teacher Jiang gritted his teeth. No wonder Fang Zheng wanted to kill him. This kind of bastard is really hated.It can be killed.

"You artists must have contact information. If you contact him, you can give him the money. I will give you cash, and you will give him WeChat Alipay transfer. He will have money to spend wherever he goes, so he won't be hungry. Death, thank you."

"okay."

"I'm just worried about him. If he meets a bad person and doesn't eat well, if he needs money and borrows money from you, you can lend it to him, and I'll pay it back to you later."

Stimulate the single dog, if you don't give the single dog a way out, it's almost like forcing dog food into the single dog's mouth.

"Call me if you hear about him. Thank you."

Xu Haodong waved his hand, he completely scared his wife away.I just ask my daughter-in-law to remember that his old parents can go home early.

Otherwise, where can I find a good daughter-in-law?

Teacher Jiang sent away all the children, closed the door of the studio and went back. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Fang Zheng leaning against the window, holding a brush in his hand and painting on the easel.

"Money, yours."

Teacher Jiang put the money in front of Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng glanced at it.

"Is this how much money I sell for my paintings?"

"The living expenses that Xu Haodong gave you, he was afraid that you would starve to death. He said that our paintings are worthless when we are alive, but only after we die. Let me transfer them to you for the living expenses."

"cut."

Fang Zheng snorted lightly.

"ignorance."

"Ignorance and not ignorance aside, Fang Zheng, he is bold enough, he doesn't hide his sexual orientation at all, he asks me where have you been? He is your boyfriend. He is not bad for his boldness." .Dare to be a man."

Teacher Jiang pulled up the stool and sat in front of Fang Zheng, with a gossip on his face, not at all the image of an artist who sucks wind and drink dew in everyone's impression.

"Hey, Fang Zheng, although he is careless, has a good figure and a good personality, why don't you think about it?"

"He can also cook well, and he is very patient."

Fang Zheng continued to talk about Xu Haodong's advantages unmoved.

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