Willingly ABO

If you can't be tough, you can be soft, anyway, Qin Yuan is very fond of me now, I don't believe that I am so arrogant because of my favor, what he can do with me.

So I changed my tactics, simply followed Qin Manxin's example, and coquettishly said to Qin Yuan:

"Qin Yuan, I've been studying for so long, there should be some time to relax, right? We used to have recess activities when we were in school. I took this online class for hours, and you still have to come back Don't you think it's a little cruel to me to give me extra lessons? Your son has been playing all afternoon!"

Qin Manxin listened to me pulling him out to block the gun, and quickly hugged Qin Yuan's thigh to excuse:

"Little dad can't say that about me. I'm still a child. The kindergarten teacher said that education should be entertaining. I learn while playing. My little dad is so old, he can't be like me."

Qin Yuan touched his head and asked me: "Okay, then how do you want to rest, and I will play games with you for a while? Playing video games is bad for your eyes, so I will accompany you to the basketball court in the community to play for a while. "

Now you know that playing video games is not good, who in elementary school and junior high school will hold the little bully all day and never let go?

But Qin Yuan's tone was gentle and patient, and he made suggestions sincerely, which made me feel embarrassed to get emotional with him.

I lost my momentum and sat down on the sofa to discuss with him:

"Qin Yuan, I can't stay at home all the time, it's very bad for my physical and mental health. Can I move around beyond our home alone? Can you move around beyond our community with me?"

I hugged my knees and curled up on the sofa, almost begging him:

"Even if you take me out to eat a grilled skewer, fried noodles and a bowl of cold skin..."

I am not like Qin Manxin who can squeeze out a few tears, but also blinks symbolically, hoping to win his sympathy.

Qin Yuan sneered, motioned Qin Manxin to loosen his legs, walked up to me, bent down and touched my face:

"If you want to eat fried noodles, let auntie make it for you. Otherwise, what is the job of our family to hire a nanny, and we don't want you to work at home. There are so many things outside that are not safe."

Depressed, I argued with him:

"Hey, how can it be the same? It's like when we were young, we sneaked out with pocket money and cut three yuan sauce cakes. In fact, they are no different from the dead dough cakes made at home, but once we put them in the paper bag and stick them with a bamboo skewer, It's a different feeling, it's fun! You can't deprive me of the fun just because you're worried!"

Qin Yuan looked at me helplessly, stretched out his fingers to scratch my nose:

"Greedy cat, is that why you want to go out and eat at roadside stalls?"

I was tickled by his nose, sneezed to the side, and rubbed my nose embarrassingly:

"I don't have to eat at roadside stalls, I just want to go out, I can go anywhere, if you don't worry, just take me with you, don't you like to spend money on me?"

When I first came here, I couldn't accept Qin Yuan following me everywhere. I didn't expect that after being imprisoned for a long time, I gradually got used to it, and now I'm still doing anything to get out.

No way, I get used to it, so he has to get used to it, and when he can accept the fact that nothing will happen to me when I go out to have fun, he can let me go free.

At that time, I will not do what I want to do, but I will check how I want.

Qin Yuan was amused by me, and straightened my collar for me:

"Okay, then I'll take you and Manman to cultivate your sentiments, and then have dinner along the way, what do you think?"

"Cultivate sentiment? Where are you going?"

I don't think this is suitable for me, but I'm still curious to be able to go out.

"Go to the gallery."

……

Qinyuan’s gallery is not the same as the old gallery in the old city with a bunch of heads of great people in my impression. It not only covers a large area, but also has very avant-garde decoration. If I have to use the current words, it is a popular minimalist style. .

Qin Yuan happened to go upstairs to deal with something, and I led Qin Manxin to wander around the exhibition area on the first floor.

There are few partitions on the first floor, and it looks empty, but there are not many paintings on display, all of them are hung on the wall, and there is only one painting after a long distance.Some hang one on the entire wall, and display it together with the artist's personal information.

I can't see the famous halls here, it feels like visiting a small museum, and there are special staff behind me to accompany the introduction, which is very powerful.

I leaned down and whispered to Qin Manxin:

"Hey, your dad can make money just by selling these few paintings?"

But the first floor was too quiet, and my volume was amplified countless times in an instant, and it was all heard by the staff behind me.

He couldn't help laughing, and explained:

"Ma'am, the ones on the first floor of our store are replicas, not authentic ones, and they are not for sale to customers."

"Ah, it looks good if you don't sell people?"

The staff patiently explained:

"Madam, it's rare that you want to know more about Mr. Qin's work. That's right, the exhibition area on the first floor of ours is specially for passers-by, tourists, or new buyers who don't know much about our industry. It is a display of paintings, in fact, it is a display of the painters we have signed. If the guests have a favorite painting or style, we will go one step further and ask the guests to learn about other paintings of the corresponding artist, let the guests choose ready-made works, or specify paintings, We will bid and contact the painter. If the painter has new works, he will set a price to sell the painting to us, and we will increase the price on the basis and sell it to appreciated customers.”

I listened in a daze, and suddenly realized:

"Oh, I see! Let's go through an intermediary!"

Qin Manxin shook his head, folded his arms around his chest, and gave me a very childlike science introduction: "That's not the case. The job of the big daddy is to make those uncles and aunts famous, so that their paintings can be appreciated by people who can understand!"

I thought disdainfully, hey, why do you say it sounds so good? To put it bluntly, everyone’s ultimate goal is not to make money.

Painters sell their paintings to make a living, and galleries raise prices to sell paintings to earn the difference. Buyers spend a lot of money to buy flowers, part of which is for real appreciation, and the other part is purely for collection appreciation or speculation. sell away.

Isn't this the same as selling antiques and curios at the Panjiayuan Antique Market?Even a high school student like me knows it.

But Qin Manxin is still a child, I'd better keep the child innocent.

I continued to hold Qin Manxin to look around.

The painters under Qin Yuan have all kinds of styles, many paintings I can't understand at all, they are very abstract, I am not interested.

But it was a landscape painting of blue sea and blue sky that attracted me.

I sighed with emotion: "This one is not bad, it looks clean and refreshing."

The staff immediately introduced:

"This painting is called "The Shelter of My Soul". It was taken from the beach of Follonica in Tuscany. It is full of Mediterranean style. You can feel the sunshine and the sea breeze through the picture. Ah, it's very popular. But this artist doesn't sell this painting, and it's the last one to be exhibited, if Madam likes it, ask Mr. Qin to contact other painters for you to draw a similar one?"

I quickly waved my hand:

"No, no, I'm just looking at it casually, and I don't know how to draw, so don't waste your money, Mr. Qin."

The staff flattered very professionally:

"This is not a waste of money. If you have a customized painting that is exclusive to you, you will have face if you say it. Mr. Qin asked a friend to draw a birthday congratulations for your young master. When the child grows up, take it out and see it. It's something memorable!"

When I heard it, I shook Qin Manxin's little hand and teased him:

"Wow, Manman, you even had someone paint for you, the treatment is so good, can you sit still and have someone paint for you?"

Qin Manxin raised his head and proudly patted his chest:

"Of course I can! I'm so good! Daddy will stand by and give me delicious food!"

He also imitated me, shaking my hand:

"Little Daddy, Big Daddy wants to paint for you too, but you don't want to."

I listened carefully and thought about it, too, with the relationship between Qin Yuan and me in the future, it is normal not to want to cooperate with him.

I looked up at this huge landscape painting again, and for some reason I felt familiar. Maybe I had such a good impression of it that I had the illusion of deja vu.

I bowed my head to Qin Manxin and said:

"Little dad doesn't like portraits very much. You see, this kind of painting is good, and I can't understand the others."

Qin Manxin nodded cooperatively:

"I like this painting too."

I turned to the staff and asked:

"I heard you just said that this painting is on display for the last time. Why? Isn't this painting not sold to others?"

The staff was taken aback for a moment, and it seemed a little difficult to speak, and he hesitated to answer:

"Uh... this... Hey, the artist didn't want to exhibit it anymore, so he took it away. Anyway, we have never obtained the copyright of this painting from the artist. Hanging it here is equivalent to lending it to us for publicity. Now I don’t want to hang up, I want to take it back, but we can’t stop it.”

It turns out that the artist did not hand over the copyright, so it seems that this artist not only has a bottom line, but also is quite smart, unlike some painters who are eager to become famous, who say they can sign a contract with a big gallery and hand over all their works without thinking about the future. What would you think.

My eyes stared at this wall and turned back and forth, but I couldn't find a place around this painting that displayed information about the artist like other display works.

I leaned over and whispered to the staff:

"Why is there no author introduction, the author of this painting is..."

The staff laughed awkwardly:

"Hey, don't mention Madam, it's Mr. Qin's favorite up-and-coming artist Watarose... He has already broken up with us and is negotiating the termination of the contract."

I was surprised that it was him.

Watarase, a person I have heard countless times from Qin Yuan and Huo Pei before I met him.

It turns out that his paintings are in this style, so clean and clear, fresh and natural, no wonder he can attract a lot of girl fans.

"Hey, I don't know where he made a mistake. He has a bright future with Mr. Qin. He doesn't want it. He insists on going out and doing it alone. He doesn't consider other people's feelings at all. It's too heartless."

The staff members were still complaining for Qin Yuan, and sighed sullenly.

"Hey, it's too ironic for such a cold and ruthless No. [-] character to have an affectionate personality."

The author says:

Heart and liver: Junk food lover