There's a gust of wind coming from the south

Nanfeng never dreamed that his "Bride in the Cloud" would be posted everywhere in just a few months.It can be seen everywhere on TV, in large shopping malls, on billboards on the side of the road, and even on telephone poles next to public toilets.

The printed poster, which has been washed and faded by the rain, also has an advertisement slogan attached - "Old Xi Shi Brew, Snowy Daughter Fragrance".

His head was in a daze, and the hand that tore off the poster was white and trembling.Almost exhausting his remaining patience, he carefully distinguished the paintings on the advertising posters.The composition, lines, and colors should not be the ones I originally exhibited, but copied by others later.

"Don't worry, contact the winery first to ask about the situation." Shen Shi put his hand on Nan Feng's shoulder and comforted him, "It's supposed to be an old winery, so we shouldn't make such a mistake."

Nan Feng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Why is this picture..."

Shen Shi knew the significance of "The Bride in the Cloud" to Nan Feng, and tightly put his hands on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I have to ask them for an explanation."

Before Shen Shi could finish speaking, Wen Ruan's phone call followed.

"I've contacted the winery, and they don't know who the original author of this painting is." Wen Ruan's voice was obviously angry, "The person in charge of the winery said that they held a special event before launching this new wine. Creative competition, this painting is the final selected submission, and the contributor is Chen Zhisheng." Wen Ruan paused, "I think I probably met him at the art exhibition."

"Understood, I plan to go to Sichuan with Nanfeng to meet this person."

"The winery has left the contact information of the contributors, and they are also very concerned about this matter now. I will send you the other party's information later."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Shi directly bought the nearest train ticket to Chongqing.After entrusting the little rabbit to Ding Peng in Tancheng, the two boarded the train to Chongqing directly.

……

Shen Shi and Nanfeng caught Chen Zhisheng in a dilapidated tube building.The moment he opened the door, Nanfeng saw the huge copy of "The Bride in the Cloud" hanging in the center of the wall.

"Who... are you looking for?" Chen Zhisheng, who was wearing thick-rimmed glasses, sneaked a vigilant look at the passerby and asked suspiciously.

Shen Shi looked at the other party and saw that he was only in his 30s or [-]s.His complexion was pale, his hair covered his face with half-length hair, sticking greasy to his scalp.Wearing a loose gray plaid vest and big pants, there are still oil stains stuck to it, it looks like he hasn't been out for a long time.

"I'm looking for you." Shen Shi pushed the door open and put his hands on the door panel to prevent the other party from closing the door first.

Nanfeng raised his chin at the copied painting in the room: "I painted it. You copied my painting and used it for commercial use. Let me ask for an explanation."

After hearing that the visitor was the original work of "The Bride in the Cloud", Chen Zhisheng's pupils hidden behind the thick-rimmed glasses suddenly dilated.Unexpectedly, there was a hint of surprise and obsession in his frightened and flustered expression.

"Are you Nanfeng?"

Nan Feng frowned and said, "You know me?"

The man didn't answer directly, but continued to look at Nan Feng and said infatuatedly, "A person is as their name, and a person as their name, so beautiful..."

Shen Shi scolded his mother on the spot, and he pulled Nan Feng back hard to avoid Chen Zhisheng's disgusting gaze.

"You, do you know that I miss you even in my dreams? I didn't expect to see you one day." Chen Zhisheng wanted to approach Nanfeng a little excitedly, but was blocked by the big man in front of him.

He looked at Shen Shi impatiently, and asked, "Who are you?"

Shen Shi sneered: "Your uncle! If you have something to say, stand up straight and talk to me, don't be a fucking disgusting person."

Facing Chen Zhisheng's confession to Nan Feng, Shen Shi tried his best to suppress himself, so that he didn't punch him in the face.

Nan Feng took a deep breath to calm himself down, then pushed Shen Shi's hand away to signal him to get out of the way.

"Tell me, why do you copy my painting and still say it's your own, and use it for commercial use?"

"I, I never thought I would be selected!" Chen Zhisheng wanted to defend himself eagerly, his voice trembling, "I saw your painting at the art exhibition, I, I like it so much... I I have been thinking, what kind of person can paint such a beautiful artistic conception? I can't even tell whether I fell in love with the person in the painting or the person who painted it... until today I met you." Chen Zhisheng Looking at Nanfeng's gaze filled with fiery nostalgia again, "Nanfeng, I didn't expect you to be so charming even when you're angry..."

"Fuck!" Shen Shixin said that if he could bear it now, he wouldn't be a fucking man anymore!He picked up Chen Zhisheng's collar and lifted him up, gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, I advise you to speak carefully."

Chen Zhisheng was held up by the collar, a little out of breath, and looked at Nanfeng asking for help.

Nan Feng was also suppressing his nausea at this time, he stepped forward to block Shen Shi's hand, stood in front of Chen Zhisheng and stared at him, and said coldly: "Get to the point."

Chen Zhisheng nodded, covered his neck and coughed a few more times, and then said hoarsely: "I have seen your paintings, and I try to copy them every day, trying to get closer to you. But no matter how I draw, I still can't catch them. Live the charm in your paintings... Nanfeng, I am sick and need to change my bone marrow. If I have no money, I can only wait to die!...I am still so young, I don't want to die!" Chen Zhisheng said, slowly kneeling on the south In front of the wind.

He held Nanfeng's trousers tightly, his face full of entanglement and pain.

"At this time, I heard that the winery was holding a competition. I just wanted to try my luck, so I took the painting that copied you to the competition. I didn't expect to be selected! They gave me a lot of money , I can survive again! Nanfeng, it's all thanks to you!"

"Even if this is the case, you shouldn't steal other people's works and pretend to be your own. Do you feel at ease with such money?" Nanfeng took a step back, getting rid of Chen Zhisheng's hand holding his trousers, and said in a low voice, "The woman in the painting has special meaning to me, and I cannot allow her to appear on the promotional page of the advertisement."

"Nanfeng, I was wrong! I know I was wrong!" Chen Zhisheng apologized loudly.

Nan Feng loosened and clenched his fists. After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "In short, I will tell the winery to withdraw the current promotional posters, and I hope you will cooperate with me to clarify this matter."

Chen Zhisheng's face turned pale in an instant, he knelt down a few more steps in horror, threw himself on Nanfeng's leg and shouted loudly: "Don't, don't! If this is the case, they will definitely ask me to pay for it! I have no money left. , if this is the case, I can only die! Nanfeng, please save me! Have pity on me!"

While talking, Chen Zhisheng began to knock his head on the ground "dongdong", this movement attracted the neighbors in the tube building to look around, and was frightened by Shen Shi's eyes, so he went back.

At this moment, Nan Feng was also in a state of confusion, Chen Zhisheng's words did not seem to be false.If the winery really pursued it, it would definitely demand compensation from him, which would undoubtedly push this person to a dead end.But if he just calmed down like this, it would desecrate Xie Wanyun again, and he couldn't allow it anyway.

"Sorry, I sympathize with your illness, but this does not make me forgive you for what you have done." Nan Feng looked down at Chen Zhisheng who was still kowtowing at his feet, and said softly, "People should do it for you." Take responsibility for your actions."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left the Tongzilou, leaving Chen Zhisheng slumped to the ground.

……

At the roadside noodle stall at the intersection, Shen Shi handed the chopsticks to the preoccupied Nan Feng opposite: "Don't think about it, let's eat first."

"Brother Shi, give me a cigarette."

"Smoking after eating."

Nanfeng didn't reply, and stretched out his hand stubbornly to Shen Shi.

Shen Shi reluctantly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and handed it to Nan Feng, who took two puffs of the cigarette in his mouth.

"Brother Shi, let's go to the winery in a while." Nan Feng flicked the cigarette ash and looked at Shen Shi, "Chen Zhisheng must have signed a contract with the winery before the painting was adopted. If it is really suspected of infringement compensation, it must be a big deal Number. You can't really watch him die..."

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to try to talk to the people in the winery, and I will draw a poster for them again. Of course, this turmoil must have caused losses to them anyway, and I don't know if we can negotiate."

Shen Shi smiled, stretched out his hand and touched Nan Feng's head and said softly: "You are really a god who descended to earth, saving all sentient beings. If it were me, I would ignore him, and I would not live if I committed evil."

"I think you're saying that."

"Really not!" Shen Shi also lit a cigarette for himself angrily, and said angrily, "I get very angry when I look at the way that kid looks at you."

"Okay, I think that person's brain is probably not normal, you don't have the same knowledge as him."

Shen Shi pushed the noodle bowl towards Nan Feng again: "Stop smoking, eat quickly. Isn't there something else to do later?"

……

In the afternoon, the two left for the winery directly after finishing their meal.Here, they met Sheng Qingfeng who came all the way from western Sichuan.

When Sheng Qingfeng was young, he had a lot of contacts, not to mention whether it was for his own future, the so-called friends can be said to be everywhere.

In the early years, when Mr. Hu intended him to take over "Le Wuyou", he traveled all over the country to personally select the suitable supplier in the future.It so happened that the owner of this winery had just started his business not long ago, so he thought of a way to get close to Sheng Qingfeng.

Now that Wen Ruan learned about the "advertising", she asked Sheng Qingfeng to come forward to negotiate with the winery.Sheng Qingfeng originally felt that he had failed Chen Wenwu in the matter of rebuilding the noodle shop, so he immediately agreed.

With Sheng Qingfeng's help, the owner of the winery finally agreed to Nanfeng's suggestion.He personally draws a poster for the new brand "Xueyuerhong" until the winery is satisfied.The winery recalled all the posters that had been put out, and waived Chen Zhisheng's liquidated damages.

That night, Sheng Qingfeng was the host, and the leader of the winery sat down with Shen Shi and the others for a meal.After drinking and eating, the turmoil came to an end.

It was already late at night after the meal, Nan Feng begged for help first, so he inevitably drank a few more glasses during the dinner, and was sent back to the hotel by Shen Shi to rest first.

Sheng Qingfeng was rushing back to West Sichuan to build a house, so he was leaving that night.After Shen Shi saw off the winery leaders, he sent Sheng Qingfeng to the car, and it was already midnight when he returned to the hotel.

What he didn't know was that just as he was going to see off someone, the doorbell of the hotel room suddenly rang.Nan Feng sat up unsteadily from the bed, thinking that Shen Shi had come back to help him open the door.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of opening the door, a baseball bat hit Nan Feng hard on the head.Hidden under the mask and the deep brim of the hat are the thick black-rimmed glasses.

"Let's go to hell together, love..."

The man stuck out his tongue and licked the blood off Nan Feng's forehead.