poorer than

The appearance of maddog undoubtedly caused an uproar even more than the painting. Not only was it shocking that such an excellent painter was such a young boy, but the returning painting had a deeper meaning than before. Choosing a traditional portrait painting is more like a pair of Let go of the past.

Undoubtedly, the emergence of this genius once again set off a different kind of attraction to oil paintings, which is the attraction only exclusive maddogs have.

I believe that after today, maddog will frequently appear in major art magazines again, and once again refresh the printing record of Paris art magazines.

In the end, the scene got out of control for a while, and the hospital dispatched the police to control the scene that resembled a star-chasing fan meeting.

Johansen, who rushed over, also lifted Xia Xingcheng out of the crowd like a chicken in order to avoid unnecessary harm.

College Office——

Johansen couldn't care less about reminiscing about the old days, he wanted to arrest this kid and beat him up right now, he still had lingering fears about what happened just now, he looked helplessly at Xia Xingcheng, whose clothes were almost stripped in front of him, and now he looked a little embarrassed and innocent: "Xia, do you know that you almost caused a riot? Don't you know what your existence is to them? Anyway, you are a well-known person. You should know the occasion, especially in the academy, where there are so many students. If it is true What should I do if someone who doesn't know how to measure hurts you? Why are you still so restless, tomorrow will definitely be on the news again, tell me!"

Fang Zhiqing was also in shock. He never thought that these students would be so crazy. Now that he was still in shock, he was slightly relieved when he saw that Xia Xingcheng was still intact, because he thought of the gold master's father Lu Wei:

"Xia Xingcheng, if something really happens to you, I think I will be beaten to death by Lieutenant Lu."

Xia Xingcheng was scolded by them, smoothed the wrinkles of his clothes and looked at them pitifully: "...I didn't know that would happen, sorry." Then he said to his oil painting teacher Johansen in French sorry.

"You, you!" Johansen walked to Xia Xingcheng's side and raised his hand to rub his hair. The emotions in his eyes were complicated, and finally turned into a sigh: "It's fine, just come back."

This sigh is full of more complicated emotions, including pity and gratitude, and also the emotion of returning without saying goodbye.

Xia Xingcheng looked at Johnson with tears in his eyes: "Teacher, I miss you very much."

It is impossible not to miss it. He has been learning to draw since he was six years old, and he followed Johansen at the age of seven. For ten years, the teacher-student relationship is very strong. At the beginning, he was arrested by his father and he did not have time to say goodbye to the teacher. He cried so much that he had no chance to contact his teacher after returning to China, because all communication was blocked. Looking back now, his father is really not worthy of forgiveness, and he can't forgive his father who just deprived him of his love.

They met on the street side of the Champs Elysees.

At that time, Johansen was a graduate student in the oil painting department of the Paris Academy of Fine Arts. His grandfather had just brought him to Paris. He saw Johansen painting on the street opposite the hotel, and seeing his teacher's oil paintings inspired him instantly. The idea of ​​wanting to paint is also the same. It is very unexpected to form this relationship. He and Johansen became a teacher-student relationship. Since then, they have left traces of them going out to collect scenery everywhere in the Champs-Elysées in Paris.

I haven't seen him for two years. Although the way he played was a bit sensational, he couldn't contain his excitement at this time.

He stepped forward and gave his teacher a hug.

"Woooooo teacher, I really miss you so much..."

And why not Johansen, this is his proudest student and his only student, leaving without saying goodbye at the beginning really drove him crazy, he tried everything to call the police and finally found out that someone was stopping him from looking for Xia Xingcheng.It wasn't until recently that I reconnected. Naturally, I was excited to reunite after a long absence.

He lightly patted Xia Xingcheng's back: "I miss you too, welcome back."

Fang Zhiqing looked serious. He observed the famous Mr. Johansen from the Oil Painting Department of the Paris Academy of Fine Arts who was hugging Xia Xingcheng. He didn't expect this man to be so young. Although he knew that this was Xia Xingcheng's teacher, he couldn't help being vigilant because of his high appearance. , he was coerced by Lu Wei to stare at Xia Xingcheng.

Listening to them talking, although he doesn't speak French very well, he can still hear some words, what miss you, me too.

No wonder Lu Wei asked him to be optimistic about Xia Xingcheng, because Xia Xingcheng is like a male god harvester, there are too many excellent men around him, if his girlfriend is here, he will definitely be screaming and can't hold it, even if his boyfriend is nearby. Other good looks are just as intoxicating.

Suddenly felt sorry for Lu Wei for two seconds.

Xia Xingcheng and Johansen remembered to introduce Fang Zhiqing after the exchange of pleasantries: "Johnson, this is Fang Zhiqing, my teacher in the art department of a domestic university, and also the owner of the gallery. I am going to cooperate with him to hold an exhibition in his gallery."

Johansen extended his hand towards him in a friendly manner, and spoke to him in English: "Just call me Johansen, I know you, you are a student of Robertson, right, the Academy of Fine Arts of Versailles, Paris."

Fang Zhiqing didn't expect that Johansen would know herself: "Yes, how did you know me?"

"Robertson is also one of the curators of this exhibition. He told me about you, and I wrote your invitation." Johansen said with a smile, "I'll call you Qing, is that okay?"

Fang Zhiqing: "... yes."

Why did you suddenly become a Taobao cavity?

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside the office. The three of them looked over at the same time, and saw a middle-aged man who opened the door. He was slightly fat and had a big beard. He was Caucasian with a pair of blue eyes. He was holding a painting, just like "Dark Blue You" that was hanging outside just now.

Fang Zhiqing immediately greeted the person and gave him a hug: "Teacher, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

The person who came was Ronaldo, a teacher at the Oil Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts in Versailles, Paris.

"Qing, it's true that we haven't seen each other for a long time. I heard that you brought a mysterious guest who almost caused a panic just now?" Ronaldo looked straight at the boy beside him after exchanging greetings with his students, his eyes brightened: " Are you a maddog?"

As he spoke, he picked up the oil painting in his hand and handed it back to Xia Xingcheng.

Xia Xingcheng just wanted to say that it would not be safe to put it outside, but he didn't expect someone to bring it in for him, and bowed slightly gratefully: "Hi teacher, my name is Xia Xingcheng, you can call me Xia, I am maddog."

Ronaldo showed a look of appreciation in his eyes, and gave him a thumbs up: "I'm surprised that maddog is really such a young child, and he is such an excellent child, with such excellent painting skills at such a young age You really are a talented painter. Johansen, you still keep secret that maddog is your student."

Johansen said with a smile: "This is also to protect him. He was indeed too young back then. Facing fame and fortune and the temptation of the market, it was actually for his own good. How could such a gifted child be so premature?" Defined by the market." He said and looked at Xia Xingcheng: "Although I regret that you have not continued to paint in the past two years, it is still too late, and your restart is undoubtedly injecting new power and definition into the oil painting world, right? Teacher Ronaldo?"

Xia Xingcheng took the painting in his hand and looked at Lu Wei in the painting, his heart felt a little rippling. Thinking of the ring that Lu Wei sent him all the way this morning, he missed Lu Wei more and more at this moment. He knew that Lu Wei was very sad. If he is busy and wants to make himself happy, then he also wants to do something for Wei Lu. Now that he has completed what he wants to do in Paris, that is enough.

"Xia, do you want to come back to Paris?" Ronafando naturally wanted to stay when he thought that he hadn't met a child with such ability in so many years: "I heard that you are studying finance? What a pity, come back to Paris, Come to me, I will give you the best environment and resources to paint freely."

Seeing Ronaldo robbing him of his students, Johansen immediately blocked Xia Xingcheng behind him: "Ronafando, you are taking love with a knife. Xia is my student, so naturally I will come back with me."

Fang Zhiqing: "..." It's a self-defeating study journey, and being crushed by children at an early age is really heartbreaking.

"Teachers." Xia Xingcheng looked at them holding the painting and said apologetically, "I don't plan to stay in Paris, I want to go back."

Johnson and Ronaldo were obviously a little surprised. Undoubtedly, one can tell at a glance how certain the development is, and why they gave up such a good opportunity.

"Because I already have a lover, my inspiration is where my love is, and I can't let go of my love." After he finished speaking, he felt that he wanted to see Wei Lu even more strongly. He had never wanted so urgently Meet Lu Wei: "Thank you Mr. Johnson for nurturing me and Mr. Ronaldo for loving me. I know where it will be easier for me to develop, but I am not willing to let go of my beloved. Without him, I feel I may not be able to continue painting now, so even if it will be difficult to go back, I don’t worry, because I paint because I like it, not because others like it.”

Fang Zhiqing listened seriously, trying to hear what Xia Xingcheng was saying clearly with her humble French skills, but she could only catch a few words and had to give up.

But from the expressions of the two college teachers, it can be seen that they like Xia Xingcheng very much, and nine times out of ten they want to poach the wall. He suddenly felt that danger was lurking, and he also took care of Lu Wei.

Who doesn't want such a young genius, everyone wants it, and he wants it too.

Silently listening in, it didn't take long before Xia Xingcheng called him.

"Teacher Fang, we can go now."

Only now did Fang Zhiqing realize that it was over?

Ronaldo walked up to Fang Zhiqing and said in English, "You are really lucky to have found maddog. I believe your cooperation can be very good. I heard that you will have an art exhibition in March, right?"If I have a chance, I hope to go and have a look. '

"Of course you can, teacher, I can't wait to ask for it!" Fang Zhiqing thought that there would be another big boss sitting in the gallery, and he was going to be very hot, so he looked at Johansen with a little bit of testing in his eyes: "Do you want to come?"

Johnson is maddog's teacher, a genius teacher!

Johnson smiled: "Okay."

Fang Zhiqing patted Xia Xingcheng's shoulder excitedly: "Did you hear that, the bosses are coming to our art exhibition!"

Xia Xingcheng was also looking forward to that day, but he was looking forward to seeing Lu Wei more than looking forward to the exhibition.

At noon, the four of them made an appointment to have lunch, and after the meal, they left separately. After thinking about it, he decided to keep the "Dark Blue You" in the Academy of Fine Arts, after all, it was his return to Paris. If you don’t sell it, put it in the Academy of Fine Arts for appreciation.

Before I knew it, it was night in Paris again.

He returned to the hotel and wanted to call Wei Lu after taking a shower, but he looked at the time and suddenly realized that it was still early in the morning in China. The photos I took this morning are going to be edited and sent to Moments.

After putting the photo of the gift that Lieutenant Lu gave him, he felt a little monotonous, so he went back to the album to find a photo.

Because he doesn't like taking pictures very much, the first thing he saw when he opened the album was the photos he and Wei Lu had taken in the old street before, which were the photos of the two with their little thongs tied together.At that time, Wei Lu still had a stubble, hair reaching his shoulders, intellectual and sexy, and this was what he liked most about Wei Lu.In the photo, Wei Lu actually didn’t have any expression, he just looked at the camera with a flat expression, and he was just smiling silly with his hands tied in his hands and scissors. His mood at the time was probably the same as this smile, and he felt that the two of them were silly Yes, but that was when he was happiest.

There was a wave of longing in the depths of his eyes, and he looked at the two people in the photo and smirked.Thinking of the ring that Wei Lu gave him today, the feeling of longing at night will become stronger with the silence.

He put this photo in the middle of the Jiugong grid that he was going to post, and simply edited a sentence.

—Wait for me to go back.

After sending out the phone, he threw the phone aside and lay on his side hugging the pillow and staring blankly out of the window. He wondered if Wei Lu was not used to being away for so long.

Hey.

I miss Lu Wei so much.

He reached out and touched the other side of the big bed, as if looking for some sense of existence.

At this moment, the phone vibrated suddenly, and he reached out to touch it, thinking who would call him so late, when he picked it up and saw Wei Lu's name, he sat up suddenly, he looked at the call and answered it immediately Pass.

"Lieutenant Lu!" The voice of the call was joy that almost escaped the frame, and then he heard the deep and gentle laughter of Wei Lu on the other end, and his thoughts became even more uncontrollable: "Brother Wei..."

Lu Wei looked up at the still brightly lit hotel in front of him, and when he heard the intimate call from the mobile phone, his heart softened into a mess, and he laughed softly:

"Did baby miss me?"

"I have to think about it, I want to die you wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow .”

"Chengcheng, I'm downstairs."

Xia Xingcheng paused while holding the phone, dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"Didn't you say you missed me yesterday, so I'm here." Lu Wei walked into the hotel lobby, the footsteps were very clear in the empty and quiet lobby: "I'm in the hotel lobby now, no, I've already reached the elevator entrance , which floor are you on?"

Xia Xingcheng threw off the quilt and got out of bed: "You said you came to Paris?!"

"Well, what floor are you on?"

"eighteen."

"Wait for me five minutes."

Xia Xingcheng took the phone away and looked at the communication interface, he was a little dazed, no, isn't he dreaming?

"Brother Wei, didn't you say you were busy?" He excitedly opened the door of his room, slipped on his slippers, and then rushed outside to open the door of the suite room. He didn't care about it and just put on a bathrobe. He had to hurry to meet Wei Lu. ah!

He ran to the elevator in one breath.

The moment he reached the elevator entrance, the elevator door opened, and he stared blankly at Lu Wei, who was standing inside, holding his mobile phone with a smile on his lips, blinking his eyes as if the fear was a hallucination.

"But didn't you say you missed me, then I'll come over."

Xia Xingcheng saw Wei Lu walking towards him, the voice rang so clearly in his ears that it made his skin crawl, he rushed towards Wei Lu excitedly.

Lu Wei hung up the phone and put it in his pocket, then opened his arms to catch Xia Xingcheng who was rushing towards him, and when he felt the warmth in his arms, he smiled more and more gently. He looked down at Xia Xingcheng in his arms: "I'm glad to be here ?"

"Of course I'm happy!" Xia Xingcheng held his face and kissed him several times, and raised his eyes to meet Captain Lu's with a slight glint.

"As I said, you can be willful with me, so if you let me come, I will come." Seeing him running out in a bathrobe, Lu Wei frowned: "Isn't it cold? put on some clothes." He said, taking off his overcoat and wrapping it around Xia Xingcheng's body.

Where did Xia Xingcheng think of clothes? Now he is thinking about pestering Wei Lu. He hugged Lu Wei with a smile: "Hee hee, you really miss me too, right?"

"Yeah." Lu Wei wrapped him tightly and bowed his head and kissed him on the lips: "Although it's only been a day, I'm really not used to you not being here, so I came over after I finished my work." He said and took his hand to the room go.

Xia Xingcheng saw him walking towards the corridor on the other side: "My room is over there."

"I'm here, do I still need to live with Fang Zhiqing? I've booked a room."

Xia Xingcheng's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Hehehe, brother Wei, you think so much~"

Lu Wei hooked his lips: "Well, you don't want to."

"No, I thought about it, I really wanted it, I really wanted it, I really wanted it to death!"

The night in Paris has just begun, romantic and passionate.

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The next chapter will be the end of the main text, and there are two more extra chapters. In the blink of an eye, the article is finished again. I have harvested all of you who silently support me. It’s so good o(^▽^)o

[The campus novel "Pretending to be Good" is already open, if you are interested, go and have a look~]

The second ancestor An Yi took a fancy to You Zui, a poor student at school. He liked his simple, low-key and introverted handsomeness, so he changed his image and became a little boy, secretly wanting to pursue You Zui.

Careful, he buys socks for others, and arranges to wear the same color as himself every day.

Buy shoes for others and make a pair for yourself.

Even buying underwear for someone and confusing him on purpose.

Then he couldn't fall asleep when he saw You most embarrassed when he walked out of the bathroom wearing his underwear, You most really liked him so much, gentle and quiet.

I like der very much!

One day when he was passing by a private room with an open door at KTV, he saw You Zui sitting on the sofa in the middle, smoking a cigarette with his legs crossed and hugging left and right.

Immediately felt hurt.

When You Zui met those aggrieved eyes, he manually pinched the cigarette.

Unexpectedly, An Yi rushed in, pulled him up and put him behind him, and pointed fiercely at the people in the box:

"You don't have to think about it, I took care of You Zui!"

You Zui twisted his reddened fingertips, revealing an imperceptible smile.

Later An Yi discovered that You Zui, who was wearing glasses, wanted him to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University every day, and You Zui, who took off his glasses, wanted to take him to play every day.

How to do that?

【Edible Guide】

*Dual personality, indifferent, gentle and ice beauty (You Zui)/Cynical and evil Charm Gong (especially)×Ke Yan Ke Tian sees Gong randomly switches to pretending to be good, the second generation ancestor (An Yi)

*Gong is a national secret talent, retired at a young age and sent to high school under protection.

*Gong suffers from multiple personality disorder, most of the time he is cold and gentle, but gentle and evil after seeing blood.

*Age difference of 6 years.