Fangzhong of the day

Fu Jianxi went to Yang Ting's gallery on Saturday afternoon. He didn't bring other works, but went empty-handed.

Seeing him, Yang Ting reluctantly spread his hands. "Ha! This is a rejection!" Yang Ting's tone seemed a little unhappy.

"I don't have any works that I can sell at the moment, sorry!" Fu Jianxi said bluntly.

It is true that there are many works in his home and school, but they are all hand-made works, or even copied works.He couldn't pass this test himself, so why would he bring it up for Yang Ting to criticize.

"Oh? That's it." Yang Ting replied suspiciously.

"En." Fu Jianxi strolled in the gallery, looking at the finished paintings on the wall, with different styles, it can be seen that Yang Ting is indeed not just a painter, to be precise, there is a bit more commercial involvement.

Also right, otherwise why open a gallery instead of cats painting and admiring themselves at home.

Fu Jianxi stopped in front of a painting, and he recognized at a glance that it was the "red" that his classmates said. There is a lot of red, the red is breathtaking, mixed with dazzling bright golden yellow.

"Your?" Fu Jianxi turned to look at Yang Ting beside her.

"Well, tell me." Yang Ting's face was deep, and the slight curvature of the corner of his mouth showed that he was a little depressed after seeing the painting.

"Passionate and... shadowy." Fu Jianxi hesitated to find a word to describe the first sense. "Red is believed to stimulate the secretion of male hormones. On the surface, it looks like it contains fighting spirit, but it always feels that it suppresses the evil that has not been eliminated." Fu Jianxi turned to look at Yang Ting after finishing speaking.

The arc of Yang Ting's mouth became bigger and bigger without realizing it, and the darkness in his eyes also faded. "Yes!" After Yang Ting said this word, he was silent for a while, then turned to look at Fu Jianxi and returned to normal, "Let's talk about your paintings, how about hanging me?"

Fu Jianxi didn't have any hesitation in her heart. The difference between putting it on the easel in the school studio and putting it here is just a different place.He was a little emotionally repulsed by that painting. He knew better than everyone who had seen 'Blue' and commented on the painting under the mood at that time. After all, it was his product.

Just as a city can represent the thoughts of some people, a painting can also represent an emotion.And he can perfectly remember that emotion, like a curse.Seal the state of mind at that moment, as well as thoughts, grievances, and thoughts in the painting, and it is useless to try to disperse them afterwards

"Well, are you going to get it?" Fu Jianxi said.

"Okay, let's deal with it, and you can take a look after you hang it up." Yang Ting nodded in satisfaction, and scanned around by the way, as if thinking about where to hang it. "These two paintings need to be cleared out on one wall, only the two of them." Yang Ting said to himself eloquently.

Fu Jianxi is still studying Yang Ting's painting 'Red', and his state of mind is the same as his.He is sure that it is just different things, different people, and the colors and expressions that fall on the paintings are different.

"The price includes your satisfaction."

Yang Ting was still muttering on the sidelines, and Fu Jianxi didn't answer.

Price, he is really inexperienced. Originally, he was not prepared to step into this circle so early. He had an unintentional opportunity. He still has no way of judging whether this is good for his future plans.

On this point, he needs to ask old man Xu for advice.

Yang Ting did not show up in person when he went to school to pick up the paintings, and Fu Jianxi was not at school either.The painting was handed over by the big class to a senior sister, and it is said that she is also a permanent painter of Yang Ting Gallery.

After June, the weather starts to get hot in early summer.

Whenever this time comes, the day of Lin Buyu's liberation arrives.

Lin Buyu's parents are both doing business in their hometown in Northeast China, a family of small rich and small nobles.

Mrs. Lin goes back to her hometown in Northeast China every summer to escape the heat.The old lady is overweight, her blood pressure and blood lipids are high, and this city's climate is hot, so it is impossible to spend summer in this city.Every year after June, he would pack up his things and ask Lin Buyu to send him back to his hometown for two or three months.When the temperature here drops down, ask Lin Buyu to bring him back.

Fu Jianxi and Dajian came out of the yard with big bags and small bags, and stuffed everything into the trunk of the taxi.Lin Buyu followed the old lady and came out together.

Dajian sat in the co-pilot, Lin Buyu and Fu Jianxi sat in the back with the old lady.

"The rich tree, when it's dry, it's wet, just water it once every half a month. Mint, it's hot, water it more often..." The old lady sat in the back and kept nagging about her flowers and plants.

"Oh~!"

"Well, okay!"

Fu Jianxi and Lin Buyu could only comply, and staged this show every year.If you dare to get impatient, the old lady will have to call you.I always ask, did you eat, did you water the plants, did you wash your clothes, did you water the plants, did you gas pipe, did you water the plants... In short, ginger is still spicy, so the old man has to be coaxed!

Therefore, after summing up so many years of experience, the three of them always believed that it is ok to answer, don't be stubborn, don't be impatient, whoever dares to talk back will do it first!

"Electricity, water, gas, snacks, turn them off as soon as they are used up, and your chargers, computers, etc., don't keep plugging them in, what if they explode, I read the news on the other day explain……"

"Uh... um!"

"Okay, remember!"

The two boys took Lin Buyu and the old lady all the way into the carriage with their belongings, settled the belongings in the sleeper carriage, and then went down.

On this Thursday, Lin Buyu hadn't had a holiday yet, so he only asked for a day off on Friday to send the old lady back.I had to take the train back before class started on Monday, so I chose Thursday as a day to send the old lady back to her hometown.

Go down to the second floor from the station, and the two take the subway directly to the company for training.

During the rush hour, people are next to each other in the subway, and Dajian is holding the handrail with one hand and supporting the car body with the other. "Fuck, the air conditioner is on strike."

Fu Jianxi had her bag slung across her chest, and took out a pack of wet wipes in the bag, took out one and stuffed it into Dajian's hand.

"You can't be considerate and wipe it for Grandpa." Dajian took a wet wipe and wiped his face and neck indiscriminately. "It hurts you for nothing." Holding the corner of the wet towel, she shook Fu Jianxi's shoulder like a handkerchief.

"Don't shake it around, □□, right?" Fu Jianxi wanted to raise her leg to kick someone, but with this density, let alone raising her leg, after staying for a while, only the eyeballs could move all over her body.

"Eh? Young Master Fu, Yun Ge is treating guests today, do you want to go?" Da Jian asked.

"Can you not go?"

"It seems...not possible."

"Then that's it, let's join in the fun and don't have to accompany the audience, so it's okay to sit and leave later, right?" Fu Jianxi said.

"No, it's settled. But I have to go home tonight. My old lady has gone crazy and hasn't been back for half a month. From today to Sunday, I have to stay at home honestly." Dajian said cowardly .

Just after eight o'clock, a group of boys who came out of the practice room rushed into the locker room.Those who take a shower take a shower, those who change their clothes change their clothes, and the empty changing room is overcrowded for a while.

In Li Rongtian's office, Yun Ge was sitting on the sofa with an earphone and watching a movie with an iPad.

Li Rongtian is used to drinking coffee at this time. He passed by Yun Ge with a steaming cup of coffee, and glanced at the movie that was playing on his screen, "Have a cup? Seeing how listless you are, I don't know why you didn't sign the contract. "

"Don't drink, the pigmentation will cause spots." Yun Ge raised his eyes and looked at Li Rongtian's face above his head, which was stiff for a moment, "Ha~! I really believe it."

"Hey, hurry up and get out, don't wait like me. You may not come, the shareholders' meeting is over, they probably have a place, if you want to see it, just go find it." Li Rongtian raised his foot and kicked Yun Ge's shoes .

"No, I'm always in a rush, too..." Li Rongtian interrupted before Yun Ge could finish speaking.

"Aren't you rushing like this? It's so funny. You are the one who wants to eat, and you are the one who is playing hard. It's you anyway. Now go back." Li Rongtian shook his head while walking towards his seat, and turned back halfway. Staring at Yun Ge who was stuck on the sofa. "You tell me the truth, don't you?"

Yun Ge was stunned for a short time when he heard these words, then he twisted his hips and moved his body.Slowly raised his eyes to look at Li Rongtian.

The two just looked at each other for a while, Li Rongtian raised his hand and waved it, and then tapped Yunge with his index finger.

Just as he was about to speak, someone knocked on the door twice, and before Li Rongtian could speak, the door was opened.

Fang Yu stopped walking into the room, calmly glanced at Yun Ge on the sofa, and looked at Li Rongtian who was looking at him with a smile. "I'll be over later." After speaking, he turned to leave.

Yunge stood up from the sofa, pulled off the earphones, and shouted: "Brother."

Fang Mata stood with one foot inside the door and one foot outside the door. When Yun Ge called him, he didn't turn around. He just turned his head, watched Yun Ge walk in, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Well, are you busy? I signed a contract with KIVI, and I'm treating you tonight, why don't you come with me?" Yun Ge changed his indifferent attitude towards Li Rongtian, and looked at Fang Yu with bright and gentle eyes, and his voice Deliberately lowered it a few degrees.

Fang Mata was about to refuse, when he heard noisy voices at the end of the corridor, and seemed to hear a person's name.

"Do you know where to go?"

"Prosperity, Star Media special."

"I've never been there, are you proud?"

"Jane Xi, Dajian said that your singing is awesome."

Fu Jianxi kicked back and kicked Da Jian who was beside her.He turned his head and smiled at the boy beside him, but did not answer.

A group of people walked to the door of the practice room, and the sound suddenly disappeared.Fu Jianxi looked back at the dozen or so people behind her, and then at the few boys walking in front.He was walking in the middle, not the tallest among the group of models, so his view was blocked.

"Mr. Fang."

"Mr. Fang."

"Who?" Dajian poked a boy in front of him. This boy was 19 years old and 194cm tall. He was the one who blocked the sight of the two of them.

Before he could answer, Fu Jianxi and Dajian heard an all-too-familiar voice.But it was a little lower and cooler than usual, but it didn't prevent them from knowing who this party was always.

"Are they all going?" Fang Mata pointed to a group of boys passing by with his chin.

"Well, I invited everyone, let's go to the fun together?" Yun Ge looked at Fang Yu's side face for a moment. There was a trace of joy, anger, sorrow and joy on this person's face.

Fang Mata looked through the crowd and saw Fu Jianxi who was getting closer and closer to him.Dajian's arm was hooked around Fu Jianxi's neck, and his bag was slung across his chest.White T-shirt, light gray cropped casual pants, no hat.

I just saw it the day before yesterday, and it was only a day later, and I still didn't want to move it after just one glance.

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