Tender trapping

"How do you think about the relationship between art and money, Mr. Zhuo?" He called Zhuo Wenlang's Chinese name.

The student sitting next to him turned his head to look at him, and heard the deep meaning - generally speaking, Zhuo Wenlang only used the name aiden when publishing his photographic works, so as to avoid people confuse his photographic works with My work relationship.

Obviously, in such a speech, Duncan's title combined with his question is quite rude.

Ran Xu frowned and looked at Duncan, then turned back to look worriedly at the stage, afraid that Duncan would embarrass Zhuo Wenlang because of him.

However, Zhuo Wenlang didn't react when he heard his question. Instead, he put on a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes passed through the crowd and fell directly on Duncan, staring at him without saying a word.

In fact, Zhuo Wenlang remained silent for only two or three seconds, but this invisibly put pressure on the entire venue, some students started whispering, and Duncan became a little uncomfortable because of his gaze.

"Mutual benefit and reciprocity." Zhuo Wenlang finally spoke, his eyes moved away from Duncan's face, and he turned to the students in the audience again, his expression unchanged, "Some artists don't want to talk about money, this is actually unnecessary. When we talk about art, we have to ask what is art? Everyone has their own definition of art, for example, in most cases, people think that expensive rubies are more beautiful than ordinary stones..."

The topic was brought back to the topic by Zhuo Wenlang, and he talked on stage, it seemed that Duncan raised a good question, and he started a new speech with it.

Although the problem was perfectly resolved by Zhuo Wenlang, Ran Xu who was sitting in the audience understood that Duncan's question had something to say, on the surface he was asking Zhuo Wenlang about the relationship between money and art, but in fact it implied that his achievements today were made by him with money. He was complaining in disguise that Ran Xu followed Zhuo Wenlang for his money.

Very malicious speculation, born of clumsy and undisguised jealousy.

Ran Xu didn't intend to sit still and let the matter escalate like he did in the city's Second Academy of Fine Arts before. This time he has decided to find Duncan and explain it to him.

The speech was delayed for a full hour. Although Zhuo Wenlang had told later that students who had something to do should leave first, many students remained enthusiastic and kept scrambling to interact with each other. In the end, the school teacher couldn't see it and directly Called to stop.

It was getting dark when they went out, Ran Xu called Qian Danen to talk to Duncan, originally Zhuo Wenlang wanted to go, but Ran Xu refused.

"This matter, I think it's better for our peers to solve it." He said, thinking seriously, completely ignoring Zhuo Wenlang's black face because of his "peer age".

Qian Danen was still nervous when he came into contact with Zhuo Wenlang at close range. Seeing his embarrassed look, he couldn't help laughing, and said in relief: "Don't worry, with Xu by my side, I will definitely bring him back intact."

Although Zhuo Wenlang had a lot of distrust for this Asian kid, he still nodded and agreed.

"I'll wait for you at the east gate of the school, and I'll take you to dinner after I settle the matter."

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Ran Xu used a text message to ask Duncan out, and the meeting place was at a fast food restaurant at the east gate of the school. He and Qian Dan specially chose a seat by the window—the opposite was Zhuo Wenlang's car, quietly parked by the side of the road Looking at it, Ran Xu knew that he was sitting inside watching the situation here.

It's not that Ran Xu was too cautious in doing things, but Duncan's eyes were so sticky that it was disgusting. Thinking that he could even do something like confess in public, Ran Xu was afraid that he would have other thoughts.

After all, there is a saying that makes sense, a dog that barks doesn't bite.

I don’t know if it’s true or not when it comes to dogs, but when it comes to people...a person like Duncan who is usually quiet and doesn’t make much noise, his actions have become bolder every time in the past two days.

Duncan came late wearing a gray baseball uniform. When he saw that there were people beside Ran Xu, he was obviously displeased: "What are you doing here?"

Before Qian Danen could answer, Ran Xu waved his hand at him first: "I'm just here to talk to you today, and I'll leave when I'm done talking. Qian Danen is waiting for me here."

Duncan looked between the two of them, and grinned strangely: "I haven't heard that there is something between the two of you. Sure enough, the weak and obedient oriental boy is very popular no matter where he goes."

"What are you talking about?" Ran Xu frowned.

He had heard earlier that some white people had a stereotype of the East, thinking that the women there were gentle and obedient, and could be easily controlled... But he didn't expect that there were such people in the gay circle?Ran Xu didn't understand where he had given Duncan this illusion, and was speechless immediately.

"Your yellow fever should be cured." Qian Dain couldn't hold back, with disdain written all over his face, "When will a rat like you realize that Asians are not fools. Can make you play around."

Duncan let out a sneer from his throat. Seeing Ran Xu's resolute attitude, he obviously wanted to draw a line with him, so he didn't hide it, and said what was in his heart: "I have read Aiden's works, and all of them are beautiful. It's rubbish, those photos of the starry sky are nothing more than relying on his expensive equipment, without those, he is nothing... However, it is understandable that he is so highly praised, after all, Asians generally lack artistic talent, and they can spend money The accumulation of works can be regarded as progress.”

Ran Xu was dumbfounded by his words.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" he asked again.

"Of course I know!" Duncan looked at Ran Xu with contempt, "At first I thought your work was different, but now it seems that it's just a ride on aiden's boat to blow the wind around your pillow. "

"You..." Ran Xu couldn't help rolling his eyes, he was always good-tempered, but Duncan's words were too obvious, "Keep your mouth clean, don't bite an Asian."

Qian Danen was angered by Duncan's words. He is an abc, and he has heard many such arguments since he was a child. In addition, Duncan's previous behavior has dissatisfied him, and the two soon quarreled.

"You are racist! Be careful to record it for you, and you will have to drop out of school!"

"Go, inferior genes will also use these unscrupulous methods."

The two couldn't stop arguing, and Ran Xu, who was sitting beside him, finally recalled one thing - Duncan wasn't paranoid about him at all, but because his rejection hurt his self-esteem as a "noble" Caucasian.

There is nothing to talk about with this kind of person.

Ran Xu pulled Qian Danen away, and sat in Zhuo Wenlang's car silently.

The temperature inside the car is just right, and the faint sandalwood fragrance can dispel the anger in Ran Xu's heart very well. There are too many things he doesn't understand. He originally thought that he could get rid of all kinds of things in the city's Second Academy of Fine Arts when he went abroad. Some people like to find a suitable reason for themselves to look down on others.

This kind of people can be found everywhere, and it will not change because of whether it is domestic or foreign.

Ran Xu had some doubts about his going abroad to study again.

Zhuo Wenlang saw that his complexion was not good, so he asked, "What, the talk broke down?"