poorer than

Because of jet lag, he didn't sleep very well. After all, he also fell asleep on the plane, so he opened his eyes immediately when he heard the bell in the room. He sat on the edge of the bed for a while before getting out of bed and opening the door. I found out that it was the lobby manager I saw last night, holding a black and gold gift box in his hand.

"Good morning Mr. Xia, are you resting well?"

Xia Xingcheng was a little confused: "Ah...it's pretty good."

Why did they knock on the door early in the morning without calling for service or anything.

The lobby manager smiled and handed him the box: "This is what Mr. Lu gave you."

Lu Wei? !

When he took it, his face was blank: "What is this?"

"It's up to you to open it yourself. I've already delivered the item, so it won't prevent you from resting."

"Oh, okay, thank you." He closed the door after seeing the manager leave, looked at the box curiously and shook it, he heard some dull crashing sounds inside, it seemed to be a small object, what?

So why did Wei Lu send him something? It had to be something that was sent to him overnight.

I was looking forward to walking back to the room quickly, anyway, no matter what it was, it was a surprise.

Putting the box on the bed, he touched the surface of the box with a sense of ritual. The high-grade frosted feeling made him have strong emotions for this thing. Why did Wei Lu suddenly give him a gift?He stood by the bed and looked at the present and thought about it. It was right. Anyway, this was his first debut in Paris, so he had to give him a gift anyway. It was very good.

Happily, he took out his phone and took several photos, one from every angle. He had to post it on Moments after a while, and finally it was time for him to show his love openly and aboveboard.

Just as he was about to open the lid, when the doorbell rang outside again, he looked up suspiciously, huh?Why is someone here again?

Run out quickly and open the door.

The moment he opened the door, he was startled by the battle outside the door. He saw a cart pushed by the waiter in the corridor outside. There were pressed and colored suits hanging on it, and there was a cart with many small boxes behind it. Visually, it should be clothing, and then the lobby manager appeared, followed by two figures who looked like Tony's stylist.

he:"……"

what's the situation.

At this moment, the mobile phone in his hand rang, and it happened to be Wei Lu, so he quickly picked it up: "Brother Wei, did you arrange such a big commotion this early in the morning?"

Lu · Domineering, chic and Duo Jin, who had already rushed to the airport to take a private plane to Paris, answered the call with a smile:

"Surprised or not, today is the day you come back, how can I not dress you up better, it's okay, it's all arranged by me, I will definitely make you look handsome."

Xia Xingcheng: "..." Those who didn't know thought he was preparing to make his debut in the entertainment industry, and smiled awkwardly at the crowd in front of him: "Ah, that's it."

"Aren't you happy?" Lu Wei heard that the surprise in Xia Xingcheng's voice was not as he imagined.

"No." Xia Xingcheng walked into the room and asked the waiters to come in, motioned for them to wait, and then walked into the room to open the gift box: "Didn't you give me a gift—"

When he saw what was inside, his words stopped abruptly, and his eyes flickered slightly.

What came into view was a ring box inside the box, his head buzzed as if he didn't realize it, and he stared blankly.

"Did you see what's inside?"

He put the phone on the bed and reached for the ring box. The moment he opened it, he didn't know how to describe his mood. Inside was a ring, which was a pair with the one on his neck. Obviously smaller than the one hanging around the neck.

"...Why did you give me the ring?"

Lu Wei heard the change in his voice and smiled: "This gift for you, do you like it?"

He closed the box with a 'snap', with a bit of panic in his eyes: "No, why did you give me the ring? How did you manage to send it to me in the morning when you are so far away?"

"private plane."

He: "..." Why did this early in the morning arouse his desire to win: "Then there's no need to bring it all the way to me, I'll be back in two days."

"I'm going to dress you up today, remember to put the ring in your pocket and don't drop it."

"Why put it in your pocket?" Where can such an important thing be placed in your pocket?

After hearing this, he immediately opened the closet to look for the safe. How can he lose the ring that Wei Wei sent to him so far away? It must be put in a safe place where he can put it in his pocket. Don’t lose it when he goes to the art exhibition. That's not heartbreaking.

How could Wei Lu think that Xia Xingcheng would put the proposal ring that flew to Paris overnight in the closet, and he would not have thought that there would be no ring when he proposed tomorrow. At this moment, Boss Lu, who doesn't know anything, is still in a bright mood.

"Anyway, you put it in your pocket. The costumer and stylist should have arrived. Hurry up and get dressed."

"I got it, I got it, I like your gift very much, bye bye~"

How could Xia Xingcheng still be in the mood to continue chatting with Lu Wei, and he wouldn't think about other surprises at all. Today's gift was enough to surprise him, and Lu Wei was proposing to him if he rounded it up. Hide it quickly, he will never lose it!

Go back and ask Lu Wei to put it on for him himself!

So he squatted in front of the closet and fiddled with the safe, and thought of an undecipherable password.

Fang Zhiqing was woken up by the noise. When she came out and saw such a big commotion, she thought she had slept in the wrong room. Then she saw Xia Xingcheng squatting in front of the closet, and then she was sure that she was not dreaming.

"What's the situation?" He looked at the room full of people in suits and clothes, and several waiters standing beside him in an orderly manner. Even the lobby manager he saw last night was here, as well as the two who looked like Tonys behind him. It's a bit embarrassing to have never seen such a battle.

Xia Xingcheng turned his head and looked at Fang Zhiqing: "Wei Lu made this all up. He said he was doing styling for us, and he wanted to make a gorgeous appearance! Teacher, go and wash up." The safe closed with a beep, and he turned his head to look at the safe. The cabinet froze, as if something had been forgotten by him?

He didn't think about it for a while, so he gave up and went to the suit rack to choose a suit, but he saw a dark blue suit, and he chose this one decisively, and then said ok to the waiter.

The manager of the hall was originally entrusted to guide Mr. Xia to choose the suit specified by Mr. Lu, but seeing that he could choose the suit so quickly, it seemed that he had nothing to do with him, so he said something and left the room to report the situation to Mr. Lu.

Fang Zhiqing: "..." Sure enough, the pomp of capitalists is different from that of ordinary people.

Complicated.

Every year, the art exhibition in the courtyard invites painters to appreciate and communicate, and some of them need to find a bosom friend at the art exhibition. This is how Bole and Maxima often meet.

There are many people in today's art exhibition, besides the students of our school, there are also many invited guests, including collectors who love to collect oil paintings, well-known painters, and lovers. This is undoubtedly a meeting to find friends .

And a painting that appeared in the art exhibition caused an uproar. It was a portrait oil painting signed maddog.Maddog, who had disappeared in Paris for two years, appeared in the art exhibition of the academy, and some people were amazed and some were sighed.

"Why did maddog choose to disappear at the height of his power and now come back?"

"Did he choose to retire because he couldn't draw?"

"Maybe they came back to make money. Isn't that what some painters are like? When they are at their best, they suddenly withdraw from the bright side and look like they don't care about money. After experiencing the bitterness of reality, they will know that no one Appreciating that no one buys his paintings is worthless, you can only paint for yourself."

A lot of students gathered in front of maddog's painting, all of whom were from the Academy of Fine Arts. Instead of talking about the content of the oil painting, they were talking about why maddog suddenly disappeared and then appeared suddenly. Go in a hurry.

Unlike other people who were arguing about irrelevant right and wrong, a blonde girl looked at the man in the painting with doubts in her eyes, and saw the man sitting in a small courtyard against a large blue background, with long hair covering his face, Dressed casually and lazily, sitting on a bamboo chair and looking down at the seal in his hand, such a simple picture has an extremely warm saturation. This blue is not a blue that can be described monotonously in words, but a very chic and elegant blue. , should be the adjusted color, this color occupies a large space in the oil painting, but it is still reduced to the background of this man, obviously can't see the appearance of this man, and even suspects that it may be a very ordinary man, but it is This seemingly ordinary man is still so prominent under such dark blue, every detail is strengthening the love for the man, as if hiding the artist's extreme and deep love for this man.

This kind of blue makes every detail of the man very delicate, so delicate that you can feel the slow love just by looking at it, the love overflowing the picture, but it is a love that cannot be empathized with.

This painting is called "Dark Blue You".

"Does it look good?" The blond girl was a little confused. How could she feel that maddog was expressing a compliment to this man, but this man is obviously very ordinary.

"looks good."

The blond girl was startled by the sudden appearance of a boy beside her, she turned her head subconsciously, and then saw the boy next to her who was looking at maddog's paintings like her.

This boy was wearing an exquisite dark blue suit. The not-so-formal suit brought out the temperament of this handsome and delicate boy. His skin was fair and his smile was bright, and the temperament of an art student was subtly similar.

"Are you an art student too?" the blond girl asked curiously.

Xia Xingcheng turned his head to look at her and smiled, "No, I'm a science student." Indeed, he hasn't transferred to the art department yet, and after he finished speaking, he turned back to look at the Lu Wei he drew on the wall, unavoidably intoxicated : "No matter how you look at it, it looks good, right?"

Blonde Girl: "...Actually, I don't think it's pretty."

Xia Xingcheng showed some surprise in his eyes: "Isn't it pretty?" He pointed to Lu Wei's hand in the painting: "He is a very young engraving artist, he is very famous in China, and he is also the youngest member of the engraving committee of the Art Association. Member, not only that, he also owns an art gallery, and every year he invests a lot of money in the art gallery for education. And look at his hands, aren’t they very slender and beautiful, but they look a little weird?”

The blond girl seemed to be in the story of this painting, and nodded in a daze: "Well, it is indeed a bit strange to look at it this way."

Her eyes fell on the hand of the man holding the seal stone in the painting. It was precisely because the details were handled so realistically that she could see that this hand was different from the usual posture of holding the stone. Such subtle details made her Some amazed.

"His hand was injured before, and he stabbed it through the palm of his hand with a carving knife." Xia Xingcheng said with a bit of distress on his face, and his voice couldn't help but feel a little pity: "He is a loyal fan of maddog. Two years ago because of The disappearance of maddog was a major blow and hurt myself uncontrollably."

The blond girl suddenly became very interested in this story, and even the other students who were gossiping at first surrounded her.

Xia Xingcheng looked intently at Wei Lu on the painting. The reason why he wanted to draw Wei Lu in Old Street was because this was the first impression he had when he met him, and it was also the impression he couldn't extricate himself from in his life, as if he was unique and only him. The reason why Lu Wei, who has met before, can draw such a picture is because he wants to tell Lu Wei that he is really back.

No matter what level he told Lu Wei, what he wanted to tell Lu Wei was that he would not disappear at will again.

"Because of his loss of faith, he also lost the ability to write freely. He recovered very slowly, but he did not give up his dream after he woke up. The momentary confusion did not make him fall completely, but inspired him to cheer up. Two years later, He met a boy."

"This boy loves oil painting very much, but because his father does not allow him to continue painting, and obstructs him in every possible way, he uses various methods and channels to disappear his works from the world, completely destroying his former love. , In a rage, he ran away from home, because he dismissed money and power, and he thought money was not everything."

"So in the courtyard of an old street, the boy and the man met. Before they knew that they had a relationship with each other, the boy was full of hostility towards the man at first sight, because he wanted to make himself Completely separated from money and rights, he wanted to be the poorest kid on the street, and wanted to use hardships to make himself a Jedi counterattack, so he competed with this man everywhere to be poorer. The boy deliberately scratched his limited edition shoes and said on purpose The underwear and clothes were worn out for a long time, in fact, he cut the underwear and clothes, but the man really believed it, not only said that he would take him to buy shoes, but also sew his underwear and clothes for him.”

Speaking of this, many people laughed out loud, thinking it was very interesting.

Xia Xingcheng laughed out loud while talking, and suddenly felt that he was really naive, but it was unforgettable, he looked at Lu Wei on the painting and continued:

"Later, the boy gradually forgot the comparison. He was deeply attracted by the man's charm, and he thought how could there be such a gentle and excellent man in this world. After the two got acquainted, he slowly focused on This man's hand, he found that this man's hand was injured but he could still train so hard, just to be able to engrave seals smoothly one day and fulfill his dream. He thought how he could waste his time comparing who was poor, slowly Slowly getting along with men, he felt unprecedented motivation and courage. He understood that all hardships are unavoidable obstacles on the road to dreams, and as long as they are overcome, there will be rewards.

"For a man, this boy is like another light in his life. Although he lost maddog, he found a new hope, and he loves this hope deeply, and is willing to give him the best in the world .”

"Such a wonderful encounter proves that life is like a play. The boy deliberately wants to be poorer than a man, but he never thought that the street he lived in belonged to a man, let alone that the man was his university teacher. What's more, this man was still a The son of an oil tycoon."

The students behind him and the reporters and media who came to participate in the art exhibition all laughed out loud, and the camera recorded such a story.

"And the boy is the maddog that men have always loved."

Xia Xingcheng looked at Lu Wei's eyes on the painting gradually softening, he smiled and said: "Perhaps in your eyes, you don't understand the meaning of the person in this painting to maddog, he is the best person he met when he was saddest. Although At that time, this man was really sloppy, but he gave him a great sense of security, so I can return to Paris today, and I want to officially tell him that maddog is back."

After saying this, many people were stunned. They looked at the boy in front of them in surprise. Such a young boy was...

Maddog? ! ! !

The reporters and the media recorded such pictures and stories even more frantically. This is maddog, the soul impressionist painter of the new era that caused the oil painting craze back then!His emotional impression paintings at that time were praised by psychologists as having the color of releasing stress. When people are under pressure, just looking at them can release the depression in their hearts.

No one thought it would be such a young boy.

genius! !

Such a young talent!

The reporter took out the recording pen and rushed up immediately, the image is not important, this is first-hand information!Such a mysterious painter disappeared and reappeared suddenly two days ago. How many people who love him will be crazy about it. For no reason, it’s just because maddog’s emotional impression painting can make people release stress and get spiritual comfort. Many psychologists Highly recommended decompression magic painting.

Returning to the art world now, this must be tomorrow's news headlines!

And there is such a beautiful story, my God, it depends on which media writes it fast!

Fang Zhiqing, who had been pushed aside a long time ago, said, "..." He was helpless and pitiful.

But he is very proud, this is a Chinese who makes Parisians crazy, not only his pride, but also the pride of many people, and the pride of the art world.

The modern world that has been blurred by the noise has everything, and how much positive energy can be remembered forever.

Even if there is such a little genius, he is a miracle, and there is only one miracle to say. He turns sadness into joy and jumps on paper, not only releases his love, but also comforts others. He is unique when he says it.

Maddog is really back.

This "Dark Blue You" is his real comeback work.

Because the painting is the man he loves deeply.

And the man in the painting is flying to Paris in a private jet to surprise his sweetheart.

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There is another update at nine o'clock in the evening, which will be updated together with the campus article "Pretending to be Good" next door.

Tomorrow, the main text will be over, and there will be extra episodes.