I heard you are a junior

"I am willing."

When Liu Jinya heard these three words, she swallowed the words abruptly, and turned her head to look at Yan Zinan, who was tense.

Yan Zinan's expression was firm, her fists clenched tightly, her words were vigorously pronounced, her voice was trembling slightly because of too much force, her staring eyes were bloodshot, with a faint glimmer of water.

Liu Jinya has experienced the experience of being interrupted by others many times, but today she didn't bring any grievances. She felt that if she held back, it melted into the tears in the corners of Yan Zinan's eyes, silently and full of sadness.

Even Yan Zinan herself has succumbed to the unfair reality, what else can she say?

Liu Jinya couldn't bear to look at Yan Zinan anymore, so she turned her eyes away and lowered her head to stare at the ground.Sensing her sad mood, Zhong Yuxiao walked to her side and hugged her shoulders wordlessly, and pressed her slightly moving fingertips tightly, hoping to give her some strength to comfort her.

Zhou Huahan looked at them all with a tragic look of death, did not speak, and tapped the beat on the armrest of the sofa.

"Hello!" An excited voice broke the silence, "Is there anyone like you who bullies people?"

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Yin Xinchang jumping up from the sofa, thrusting his waist and staring, looking fierce as if he was going to make a fuss, and raised his fingertips to poke Zhou Huahan's face, " Fan Qiuyang is a slut who plagiarized, Zi Nan is the real author, what "Little Fan Qiuyang", why don't you say "Little Yan Zinan"! Isn't it just a broken gallery! What's the big deal!"

After Yin Xinchang yelled, she grabbed Yan Zinan's arm and wanted to go out, "Let's go back! I'll ask my dad to open a gallery for your paintings!"

Zhou Huahan watched them quarrel, and at first he held a wait-and-see attitude calmly, but when Yin Xinchang said the word "my dad", he sneered unceremoniously.

Yin Xinchang was annoyed, so he glanced away, and then added another word of assurance, "At worst, I'll sell the house and the car! I'll help you publish books and hold exhibitions for you. Didn't you read those e-commerce companies a few days ago?" A website? It’s not difficult for me to spend money to get you to the top of the bidding list! There’s no need to be bullied in this shitty place!”

Seeing that Yin Xinchang had finished speaking, Liu Jinya felt that Yin Xinchang could not be allowed to mess around, "Little Yin, don't do this, Yan Zinan has her own ideas..."

"What ideas can I have? I don't dare to cry if I want to!" Yin Xinchang acted boldly, pinching Yan Zinan's chin and lifting it up.

Yan Zinan avoided it, but blinked because of the struggle, and shed two tears.

It was these two tears that became the turning point, Yan Zinan cried until she was crying, unable to pretend anymore, she threw Yin Xinchang's hand away with a ruthless heart, "I want to stay!"

Yin Xinchang tilted his body due to this sudden movement, and asked in disbelief, "What are you planning? An exhibition? Publishing a book? I can help you with all of these."

Yan Zinan didn't speak.

"Oh?" Zhou Huahan smiled, and asked Yin Xinchang a few words, "Which gallery do you plan to find for the exhibition? Has the publisher found it? How much is the first print planned, and what are the sales channels? Yan Zinan's resume is not good enough. It is always necessary to polish and publish the manuscript to build momentum. If the effect is not good, you must suppress the media news, and directly fake tickets and book sales... Every step is money. Can you ask your dad how much? Even if you succeed in frying one 'Master of Art', the surface is perfect, what if someone with a heart asks someone in the industry what to do with his work? A small reputation is useless, and a big reputation doesn't care for your little money, what are you going to use to buy it?"

Yin Xinchang was left speechless by the question.

"I haven't mentioned the possibility of Fan Qiuyang being a hindrance." Zhou Huahan picked up the teacup, flipped the tea leaves with the lid, and let the tea smell full of fragrance, "You have nothing to say?"

Interlaced like a mountain, Yin Xinchang is ignorant in his own company. He can be fooled by an acquaintance with a fake painting. He doesn't know anything about calligraphy and painting. He even heard the packaging method casually. He probably has an impression. Zhou Huahan asked the gallery and the publishing house, Yin Xinchang's mind went blank, and he looked at Liu Jinya helplessly.

Liu Jinya sighed helplessly.

What Zhou Huahan said was the truth. She never brought up the disappointment in front of Yin Xinchang because of saving face. Now these difficulties are thrown on Yin Xinchang's face. She didn't give any face. She finally regretted that she didn't make it clear. Advise, "Xiao Yin, don't be so excited, sit down and talk slowly."

"There's nothing to say." Yin Xinchang was wronged, and looked at Zhou Huahan bitterly, "I don't understand, I don't have any money, so let's do it."

Liu Jinya had a headache, and tried to persuade him from another angle, "That's not what it means, look at Zi Nan."

Yin Xin looked over.

Yan Zinan didn't know when she picked up her resume, clutching the paper tightly, and only dared to sit on a small part of the sofa, with her head bowed and her body shrunk, looking completely dejected.

Those words just now were not only hurting Yin Xinchang, but also adding salt to Yan Zinan's wound.

"Zi Nan, you decide, I'll wait for you outside." Yin Xin was defeated, and walked outside after speaking.

Yan Zinan wiped her tears with her fingertips and sniffed her nose. The first thing she did was to pick up the resume that had been thrown aside and turn to the pages of the work list. She presented it to Zhou Huahan with both hands, "If you really appreciate my The works are not for the purpose of creating gimmicks, I am willing to be a 'little Fan Qiuyang', here are some of my works, please take a look."

Zhou Huahan took it, but only glanced at it and said, "I have seen your work."

Yan Zinan was stunned.

"The "Mulberry Fields" that was stolen," Zhou Huahan finally gave them a sincere smile instead of being polite, "and the eleven paintings you sold cheaply to Ou Defu."

The term cheap sale is much harsher than packaging.

Thinking of the impulsive decision after being expelled from the Academy of Fine Arts, Yan Zinan felt regretful, bit her lips and thought for a moment before she calmed down, and said the truth, "It was more difficult for me then."

"Is it difficult to pick and choose?" Zhou Huahan saw that Yan Zinan was showing weakness, and he no longer had a straight face. "'Little Fan Qiuyang' doesn't sound good, but it is the fastest way to get you into the public eye. Your name has already You are inseparable from Fan Qiuyang, why not just take advantage of this? You have real talent and learning, and one day you will be able to take off this title, and then no one will remember 'Little Fan Qiuyang', only Yan Zinan will be recognized."

Yan Zinan was thoughtful.

Seeing that Yan Zinan's biting lip was about to break, Zhou Huahan sighed, straightened up, no longer leaning on the back of the chair like a wealthy gentleman, took out a business card holder from his coat, and handed Yan Zinan a card, "Try it, This is my business card, if you are interested, bring your work and we will discuss it in detail sometime."

Yan Zinan took it tremblingly, and then turned to look at Liu Jinya, not knowing how to continue.

Liu Jinya said softly, "You make your decision."

"Okay." Yan Zinan received the business card and said to Zhou Huahan, "When do you have time?"

Zhou Huahan looked at his watch, "When can you bring your work?"

Yan Zinan thought for a moment, "I'll rent a studio for two days and paint another one."

The painting was light and simple, and Zhong Yuxiao and Yin Xinchang were confused. Liu Jinya probably guessed that Yan Zinan was dissatisfied with the previous work and wanted to repaint, but he was a little worried about the statement of "these two days"—even if Yan Zinan could Draw it, isn't it a little rash to promise like this?

Fortunately, Zhou Huahan didn't doubt it, and smiled, "If you don't dislike it, come here to paint directly. There are plenty of studios, and if you meet a colleague who can talk to you, you can make friends."

Yan Zinan was blunt, "Can I go now?"

"Yes." Zhou Huahan winked at his assistant, "Let Xiao Sun take you there."

A group of them left the office, and when they opened the door, they saw Yin Xinchang holding his mobile phone and making a call.Seeing them hang up quickly, Yin Xinchang didn't take back the sad expression on his face, and followed them without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Yuxiao asked helpfully.

Yin Xinchang muttered, "My dad is really picky."

It seems that money is not enough.

Jiayi Painting Garden looks like a simple and simple entrance on the outside, but inside it is very spacious and has a complex structure. Walking around the main house and walking along a winding path, you can see a brand-new modern building that is incompatible with the house.

Zhou Huahan said, "The old house is prone to tides. I built this building specially to preserve the works. Later, I felt that the room was empty, so I set up some studios for my friends. You are welcome. If you want to paint, you can paint, and if you don't want to paint If you want to go, you can walk around and look around, just be quiet."

Relying on Zhou Huahan to brush their faces, they crossed the barrier of the security guards at the gate and walked in. When they saw the spacious and bright place, they became more cheerful.

Zhou Huahan seemed to be very interested in Yan Zinan's painting, so he specially designated a room, "The light here is very good..."

As soon as the door was opened, they deeply realized that the light was particularly good.

There were two entangled people in the room, one was sitting on the bay window, with blushing cheeks, holding his head up for a kiss, struggling helplessly to hide in the blown curtains, the other bent slightly, with his coat taken off The elbows were tensed because of the person in his arms, drawing a beautiful and beautiful body line.

The sun shone in, illuminating the water on the lips of the two girls.

"Ah!" The sitting girl flinched in fright.

The one who stood was very calm, hugged the people in his arms, and turned to look at them, the group of uninvited guests.

Liu Jinya was dumbfounded.

Si Yan?

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Suddenly watching a lively scene, everyone has different thoughts and reactions.

Liu Jinya thought "Do not look at evil, turned around and left without looking away, Zhong Yuxiao still looked like a small follower, raised her eyebrows in surprise at what happened, then did not make any reaction, subconsciously followed Liu Jinya and took a step back.

Yin Xinchang is also a small follower, but he never expected to see a pair of girls making out with his own eyes, and he was stunned in shock.

Yan Zinan didn't shy away from it, and stared straight at the picture in the room, frowning, wondering what she was thinking, seeing that Assistant Sun was about to close the door, she stepped aside, and did not forget to arrest Yin Xinchang as well.

They all backed away, and Zhou Huahan turned around, coughing heavily, and Assistant Sun hurriedly closed the door again with a loud bang.

"I'm sorry, let's go to another studio." Zhou Huahan looked like a businessman, and raised a standard polite smile, "This way please."

They could only follow along.

When they arrived at another studio, Assistant Sun opened a gap to confirm that there was really no one in the room before opening the door to invite them in.Zhou Huahan had other things to do, so he said a few polite words and left, leaving the studio for Yan Zinan to play freely.

Yan Zinan was not affected by the episode just now, and scanned the neatly arranged painting utensils on the table, picked up a pen and stared at it.

Yin Xinchang likes to talk nonsense, but he is very good at reading people's expressions. When he saw Yan Zinan's serious face, he fell into deep thought.

Liu Jinya thinks that she has done everything she can, and doesn't interfere. She looks at other people's practice works stored in the studio, walks around the room, and sees the manuscripts of various painters, each with its own style. I couldn't help feeling in my heart that Zhou Huahan was really as critical and vicious as Mr. Kang said.

She turned around, sighed, and turned her head to change the direction, but unexpectedly bumped into Zhong Yuxiao who was following suit.

Liu Jinya smiled.

When they went to N city for the first time on a business trip, they went to see the calligraphy exhibition, and Zhong Baobao was also so obedient as a little tail.

"Come." Liu Jinya didn't want to disturb Yan Zinan, so she took Zhong Yuxiao's hand and walked out.

After leaving the studio, there happened to be a resting area outside. They chose a table to sit down, and regretted it not long afterward—the cold wind blowing in this open place extending in all directions made it unbearably cold.

Liu Jinya wanted to leave, but as soon as she thought about it, she heard other people's conversations, probably talking about the upcoming exhibition of Jiayi Painting Garden.

She suddenly felt cold, listened carefully, and guessed the identities of the two people from the conversation - one person talked a lot, talking about his works vigorously, and the other seemed to be a curator , spoke tactfully, even tactfully refused.

Liu Jinya listened intently, not because the curator's voice and speaking skills were amazing, but because he noticed a key point.

This exhibition is a group exhibition of young painters, and the curator wants to show a new aesthetic orientation of young people towards contemporary art.

In other words, Yan Zinan is very suitable to participate.

I just thought that I should relax after doing what I can do. Liu Jinya heard the useful information in a blink of an eye, but she still couldn’t let it go. She wanted to learn more. When she turned around, she found that there was a large table next to people discussing seriously. It can't end.

Dejectedly, she reluctantly gave up her decision to go forward and inquire.

Zhong Yuxiao saw what she was thinking, and it was inconvenient to talk, so she sent her a text message, "Yan Zinan hasn't signed the contract yet."

When Liu Jinya saw it, she felt uncomfortable—yes, Yan Zinan didn't hand over the work, so she only got Zhou Huahan's verbal willingness to sign the contract, and she wasn't even considered a member of Jiayi Art Garden, so her position was awkward.

However, based on her understanding of art exhibitions, there are really very few group exhibitions featuring young artists, and I don’t know when the next opportunity will be.

As soon as Liu Jinya became worried, she couldn't sit still, and went back to the other side of the studio, wanting to see Yan Zinan's painting progress from the window - no matter what, the signing had to be done.

Yan Zinan was very upbeat, in an unfamiliar environment, she was still able to quickly get into the mood, calmly adjusting the paint.

Yin Xinchang was sitting beside him, staring at the person with his hands on his cheeks, and his eyes were empty.

"It looks like it will take a long time to paint." Liu Jinya asked, "Do you want to ask Xiao Yin to go with you?"

Zhong Yuxiao snorted softly, "That's good."

"is it?"

"I've never seen Yin Xinchang so quiet."

Surprised, Liu Jinya re-examined the pictures in the studio.

Coincidentally, Yan Zinan dropped a piece of paint, and it made a rattling sound on the ground. Yin Xinchang came back to his senses and wanted to pick it up, but was snatched away before he could reach it. Yan Zinan smirked.

Yan Zinan's face was expressionless, the corners of her lips raised slightly for a moment were illuminated by the transparent light in the room.

The two girls didn't say a word, and retreated to their respective positions, doing their own things, with gentle eyebrows and gentle eyes, and the sunshine on their bodies was a bit dazzling, exuding a youthful and energetic brilliance.

Even though the two people in the room were far away, Liu Jinya felt that she was overwhelmed by the sweet taste of affection.

"Let's go." She didn't dare to disturb the quiet time in the studio, and led Zhong Yuxiao to run out in despair.

Zhong Yuxiao was very obedient, and only asked when he got downstairs, "Where are you going?"

Liu Jinya looked at the time, "It's almost lunch time. I read the travel guide and said that there is a restaurant that is said to be the authentic flavor of City A. Go and try it?"

"it is good."

"Let's go to the office and say hello first." Liu Jinya thought it would be impolite to leave without saying a word, "Even if Mr. Zhou is not free, we can still say goodbye to Assistant Sun."

Zhong Yuxiao didn't object, and was led around by her.

Liu Jinya held her soft and easy-to-knead hands, walked ahead with her head held high and her chest held high, stepping on the sunny road, feeling like she was walking a baby.

She has the illusion of a winner in life.

That is an illusion.

"Jin Ya." Zhong Yuxiao noticed that her steps were starting to drift, and pulled her back to her side with all her strength, "The gravel road is easy to slip, so walk slowly."

"Okay." Liu Jinya slowed down, feeling that it was awkward to be too close to shoulder to shoulder and holding hands, so she subconsciously took her arms.

Zhong Yuxiao's smile deepened.

Liu Jinya noticed something happened, wanted to let go, but also felt why she had to give up the place where she was so hard to keep warm, so she silently obeyed—forget it, Zhong Yuxiao is taller than her, so it is quite comfortable to hold her.

The first half of Jiayi Painting Garden is remodeled from an old courtyard. The scenery is good, the road is paved with stones, the two rows of trees are deep green, and there is a plum tree in the corner, with bright red spots gently swaying in the cold wind, and a faint fragrance blows in.

The last time they went to City N, they walked through the busy streets, which made people feel irritable when they were too crowded. This time, they came to City A without putting in effort. Seeing the time constraints, Liu Jinya once regretted not being able to visit all the attractions. When I saw the quiet and beautiful delicacy, I finally calmed down, and walked with Zhong Yuxiao on my arm, enjoying the comfort of leisure.

She already felt that the trip was worthwhile.

"Be happier?" Zhong Yuxiao saw her smiling, and bent her lips accordingly.

Liu Jinya blinked innocently, "I was also very happy before."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to catch the train on Friday, so I fell asleep on Saturday morning, and in the afternoon I worry about how to dress up so that I won't be rude at the celebration banquet." Zhong Yuxiao always speaks the truth, "When I see Yan Zinan, I frown, and when I check the information, I sigh... "

Liu Jinya was defeated, "Okay, I was wrong, let's have fun with you next time, shall we?"

Zhong Yuxiao didn't give face, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible? After saying goodbye to Mr. Zhou, we will..."

Halfway through Liu Jinya's words, she paused when she saw Si Yan and Lin Qiqi coming out of the painting garden office.

Compared with the appearance they accidentally ran into in the studio, Lin Qiqi and Si Yan were neatly dressed and walked honestly, one in front of the other, their expressions hidden under masks and hats, the same style but different colors.

Liu Jinya didn't care about the couple's outfits of Sayuri, and saw Si Yan holding a leaflet with a big word "Fenghua" on it, which was the same name as the group exhibition of young people she had heard in the rest area of ​​the studio.

For a moment, she forgot what promise she was telling Zhong Yuxiao just now, and her thoughts became active.

Zhong Yuxiao saw that her mind was drifting away, sighed leisurely, and yelled loudly for her help, "Si Yan."

The two looked up.

Liu Jinya was not ready to speak, and was at a loss in panic.

Zhong Yuxiao led her up calmly and said, "Do you still remember us?"

Si Yan curled her lips, "Well, poaching."

Embarrassed, Liu Jinya explained, "I didn't want to poach someone, I just wanted to make friends with you."

"Oh, I see." Si Yan was not interested in her words at all, "What's the matter?"

Liu Jinya glanced at the flyer.

When Si Yan almost looked down, Zhong Yuxiao said to Si Yan who hadn't met a few times, "Are you free? I'll treat you to dinner."

Liu Jinya was startled.

They don't know each other well, how can they make an appointment for dinner so directly?

Sure enough, Si Yan frowned upon hearing this, and looked Zhong Yuxiao up and down with strange eyes.

The air was suddenly quiet, only the sound of the cold wind whistling.

Si Yan sneered, folded the leaflets and put them in her pocket, and slowly opened her mouth:

"What to eat?"

Liu Jinya didn't quite understand the direction.

"Si Yan!" Lin Qiqi, who was silent on the side, couldn't take it anymore, dragged Si Yan to the side and whispered, "Why were you kidnapped again?"

"She's a nice person."

"is it?"

"Well, I can cook just like you."

This passage happened to follow the wind and passed on without missing a word.

Liu Jinya glanced at Zhong Yuxiao who looked calm, and was really convinced.

Can cook?Baby Zhong can really bluff people.

The author has something to say: Zhong Baobao's serious face: really good, it's just not delicious