I Need to Skip Out on this Marriage

From then on, Wen Qi often came to Mianfeng to communicate.

Mianfeng was skeptical about what he said that day, and went back to consult the master.

If this is a strict academic theory, it is easy for people who have reached the master level to make judgments, but in terms of art, everyone has a different understanding. Even if you become a master, you can't easily deny others, you can only answer that there is some truth.Mianfeng then believed that Wen Qi was not talking nonsense to him, and treated him better.

Naturally, Wen Qi couldn't keep fooling around, and after a few days, he relayed what he heard from the teacher to Mian Feng.

Mianfeng couldn't believe it: "Are you crazy, tell me this?"

"What does it matter?" Wen Qi said with a relaxed expression, "I know that Mr. Li and the teacher you hired are deadly rivals, but we are not, at most, competitors. Communication can make people improve, and you don't think art people are very Are they lonely? They are different from most people in the world and can clearly feel this, and few people can enter their souls."

Mian Feng was slightly startled: "...that's true."

Wen Qi said: "Besides, I don't remember Xia Lingxuan at all, and I don't care about winning or losing. I just wanted to annoy you by saying that last time."

Mianfeng instantly jumped from emotion towards the artist to stress response, and looked at him suddenly: "What did you say?"

"I said I don't remember him, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, just do your best." Wen Qi looked at him and asked with interest, "Actually, I'm quite curious. Xia Lingxuan has a cold face every day. What do you like about him? I didn't think about it." Have you ever felt like getting along with photos when you fall in love with him?"

Mianfeng was left speechless by the "photo", before she had time to be serious, she asked: "I really don't remember?"

Wen Qi asked back: "Otherwise, why do you think I would agree to the bet?"

Mianfeng thought so too.

If it was changed to before, this person would not let go.

Wen Qi said: "I don't even understand why I liked Xia Lingxuan before, and I can't bear to spend my whole life with that kind of cold person... Oh, the bell is ringing, you go to class, I'm going home."

Mianfeng looked at his back and didn't move for a moment.

After that day, Mian Feng's attitude towards him eased again, and he also shared with him what the master taught.

Seeing this, Wen Qi intentionally deepened their friendship with each other, and told a lot of interesting things, including strange rumors that he had heard in his previous life.

He is different from the original owner in that he has a strong personality. Mianfeng, a young master who is not obsessed with the world, can't resist it at all. He gets closer to him and makes the onlookers confused. , unscientific, right?

"There's only one month left until the competition," Wen Qi said, "It's time to concentrate on preparing the work, and I won't come to you, so as not to disturb your thoughts, you work hard."

Mian Feng said: "You also work hard."

The two sat on the bench in the small square, Wen Qi stood up, and looked back at him before leaving, with a trace of hesitation on his face: "If I lose, I will be able to break off my engagement with Xia Lingxuan and become single again, we... "

He paused for a moment, and didn't continue to speak. He hesitated to speak and set off his deep eyes, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little ambiguous.For some unknown reason, Mianfeng's heart beat wildly twice, knowing that it was time to end the topic, but he didn't move, only to hear the man hesitantly ask: "Can we still be friends? I feel that I hit it off with you."

Mianfeng didn't expect this, and didn't slow down: "D-of course."

Wen Qi immediately hugged him: "That's good, I was still worried that when you were chasing Xia Lingxuan, my previous relationship with him would draw a line between you and me. You are really talented, even if I try my best Faith can win you, but it is my honor to lose to you!"

Mianfeng turned her head away uncomfortably, and said: "You are also very good, come on."

Wen Qi responded, let him go and left, feeling that the groundwork was done, even if he lost, with Mian Feng standing in front of him, others would not ridicule him, and he could enjoy college life very peacefully.

He was very satisfied and walked away from the school.

In the open-air coffee shop on the second floor of the library not far away, Fu Xiao and Xi Hengjie were sitting near the railing. Xia Lingxuan who was facing him slowly looked back, got up and was about to enter the room, but the coffee in front of the table did not move , it seems that the purpose of sitting here for a while is to see Wen Qi.

"Let me tell you," Fu Xiao couldn't help calling him, "Why do I feel that you have been observing him these days?"

Xia Lingxuan didn't deny it: "Yes."

Fu Xiao immediately gossiped: "Why? What did you talk about last time?"

Xia Lingxuan ignored him this time and left without looking back.

The remaining two sat still.

Fu Xiao guessed: "You said, did something happen to the two of them outside? Why did Ah Xuan leave the person who kidnapped Wen Qi alone and ask how he came back?"

"It's possible," Xi Hengjie glanced at him, "Didn't you say that you want to try to get the words out of Wen Qi's mouth?"

"I don't mean to disturb him because I'm watching him play a game?" Fu Xiao smiled, "However, I've been free to watch him for the past few days. Let's start tomorrow."

But after that day, someone stopped coming.

Naturally, Wen Qi didn't know that Fu Xiao went around the school looking for him.

He concentrated on the studio, studied with the teacher earnestly, obediently ate the supplements given to him at home, and did not restrain himself until he felt that he was going to get angry, and continued to discuss art with the master.

The master did not object to his behavior of running to find inspiration, but now that the competition was getting closer, it was time to decide on an idea to create, but he discussed with someone for a long time, and this person just didn't know what to paint.The master had seen too many students, and knew that it was useless to think about it, so he locked them in the studio for a day, even if they were just scribbling.

That night, the master opened the door and saw that the canvas was covered with blue paint, densely packed and without layering, and asked, "Is this your work?"

Wen Qi nodded: "Teacher, look, do you see it?"

The master asked, "What?"

"Freedom, the catharsis of emotions," Wen Qi said, "How colorful..."

After the master listened, he looked at him silently.

Wen Qi raised his head, his face full of anticipation.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the string called reason snapped in the master's mind. He went downstairs to find Wen's father and son sitting in the living room, and told them that he couldn't teach this student because he didn't want to paint at all.

The news was like a thunderbolt.

Father Wen was stunned on the spot: "What? Xiaoqi is so serious, he reads the picture album every day."

The master believed in his own judgment, and said: "Anyway, I won't teach anymore, you should hire another expert."

After he finished speaking, he was about to go out. Seeing that he was determined and Wen Qi didn't chase him downstairs, Wen's father and elder brother didn't know what was going on, so they had to send him away, so they went upstairs to find Wen Qi, and saw His new work.

The two were silent for a while: "...What is this?"

Wen Qi said seriously: "This is the wind of freedom, I think the wind is blue!"

Father Wen: "..."

Big brother: "..."

They seem to understand why the master is leaving.

Father Wen coughed dryly, and dug out his son's previous works from the studio: "Xiao Qi, look, doesn't this look better? Let's draw something like this."

Wen Qi said, "No, I'm going to compete with this."

The eldest brother looked at him, and felt that the younger brother could not reach this level no matter what, and asked, "Xiao Qi, tell the truth, do you have no intention of winning?"

Wen Qi met his scrutinizing eyes and smiled: "Oh, so obvious?"

Father Wen: "..."

Big brother: "..."

That night, the Wen family mansion exploded.

The third uncle rushed over after receiving a call from the master, and when he entered the door, he learned that his nephew wanted to lose, his eyes darkened: "What?!"

Wen Qi sat on the chair, looked at the people around him, and said with reason: "I think since I escaped marriage, I just don't like Xia Lingxuan. I have to follow my heart!"

"Fart!" Grandpa Wen said angrily, "You don't even remember him, how can you know you don't like him?"

"That's the point," Wen Qi said, "I feel that I might have pretended to like him to make you feel at ease, but I actually hated him to death. Otherwise, why would everyone remember him but not him?"

Grandpa Wen slapped the table furiously: "Nonsense!"

Wen Qi blinked innocently: "We must pay attention to evidence in everything. What evidence do you have to prove that I am lying? Have I written a love letter to Xia Lingxuan before?"

Grandpa Wen looked at Father Wen.

Father Wen thought for a while, then shook his head: "Probably not."

Wen Qi asked: "Have I confessed my love to Xia Lingxuan?"

Father Wen shook his head again.

Wen Qi said, "Have I dated him?"

Father Wen didn't need to answer this time, and everyone present shook their heads.

"So why do you think I like him?" Wen Qi stood up heartbroken, "The organization is indeed right. People have to be suspicious of everything. Let me tell you that I will never be a stupid little lamb again!"

After saying that, he left them behind, and went back to the bedroom with a "babble".

There was a moment of silence in the study, and then the third uncle asked, "What does he mean by organization?"

Father Wen and the others: "..."

Probably the members of Wen's family were discussing countermeasures, and they didn't come to knock on the door until Wen Qi fell asleep.

He was very satisfied with this, lay down on the soft and comfortable big bed, and fell asleep quickly.

Suddenly he seemed to hear a very light "click", and a second later, the instinctive reaction imprinted in the depths of his soul instantly connected his consciousness together.He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a black shadow in the blink of an eye, and immediately sat up.

But the person came faster than him, and before he turned over and got out of bed, he pressed him hard, and at the same time turned on the bedside lamp with a "snap".Wen Qi was so stabbed that he squinted his eyes, and quickly saw the person above him clearly.This man is handsome, has a strong aura, and has a very gentle smile. It is Zhuo Wangcai.

Mr. Zhuo stretched out his index finger to press his lips: "Don't yell, or I won't be polite to you."

Wen Qi tried to shrink back, and asked cautiously, "You... who are you?"

He was extremely fortunate. Back then, he was afraid that the bastard would come in the middle of the night. He even slept with a voice changer on, so he shouldn't be able to reveal his secrets.But the Wen family's guards are not bad, this guy can actually sneak in, he's pretty good.

Before he finished thinking, the person in front of him suddenly touched his neck, found the voice changer accurately, and tore it off.

Wen Qi: "..."

Mr. Zhuo threw the voice changer away and said with a smile, "Come on, baby, ask the question again."

The author has something to say:

In addition, I made a comment, I don't know if anyone saw it, so I will repost it here.

Scratch from the beginning——

1. After Wen Qi fled, he knew that the forces would hunt him down, so he would definitely not use his original appearance, and his voice didn't matter, so what Mr. Zhuo saw was Wen Qi with a disguised appearance + original voice.

2. Wen Qi went home and started to use the original face. He was afraid that Mr. Zhuo would kill him, so he bought a voice changer and put it on (see Chapter 12). , I have been wearing it since then, including sleeping.

3. After Xia Lingxuan came back, what he heard was the voice after the voice changer, and he didn't realize the problem until after watching the artist.

4. Why did Mr. Zhuo not respond when he heard Wen Qi’s original voice? It was in the chapter when Xia Lingxuan came back, because Xia Lingxuan didn’t care about Wen Qi, and the two of them could count the things they said before

5. Why doesn't Wen Qi pretend to be his own voice, because he is too tired, why not use high technology

6. Why did Huo Haoqiang not react when he saw Wen Qi's original appearance? Because it was Huo Haoqiang who gave Wen Qi the tool to remove the fiber layer. Huo Haoqiang must know that Wen Qi was wearing fake leather. Huai Ente can find it on the Internet Wen Qi's missing person notice, Huo Haoqiang will naturally be able to~