There is a beautiful woman [the past wears the present]

After wandering around outside for a few days, Shan Qihuan was indeed tired. He took a nap until evening, and the orange sunset had already ushered in outside the house.

It was their wedding room where they slept at noon today. He looked around the room, and Shen Yuhan was not in the room.

The 1.8-meter bed is still too small, so I have to go back to his [-]-meter-two bed, but how can I get Shen Yuhan to move there with him, this guy is still angry a few days ago.

Before Shan Qihuan went downstairs, he looked at the news in his group of friends. Ding Quan said that he and his wife had two tickets for the Chinese painting exhibition. do you want to go.

Shan Qihuan chatted with him directly.

Mu Gen: You can give me the ticket.

Ding Quan: Are you going?Didn't you go abroad?

Mu Gen: I came back at noon today.

Ding Quan: I thought I was wrong, who are you taking?

Mu Gen: Just give it to me, anyway, I’m not taking you.

Ding Quan: Hahaha, are you bringing that little friend with you?Hidden so deep.

Mu Gen: Yes, it’s my kid.

Thinking of Shen Yuhan, Shan Qihuan pouted and asked him if there was anyone outside, so he said it directly.

Ding Quan: Bring it out later and see you later.

Mu Gen: Let’s talk.

Others have some prejudice against Shen Yuhan, so I won’t see you for now, those guys didn’t say anything, and he misunderstood him by talking nonsense, Shen Yuhan loves to cry too much, and he has to coax people when he cries.

Ding Quan forwarded the QR codes of the two tickets to Shan Qihuan.

Shan Qihuan found Shen Yuhan who was practicing calligraphy in the study. Two days ago, he used his mobile phone to learn to write big characters. When Shan Qihuan came back, he stopped and practiced calligraphy instead.

"Where are you practicing calligraphy?" Shan Qihuan had never seen his study room before, but now that he looked at it, he found that the room was lacking in this and that, not even a serious bookshelf, but it was decorated by Shen Yuhan in a very small and refreshing way. , a small green branch can also insert the feeling of early spring in the vase.

He walked over to see what Shen Yuhan was writing, and it was okay not to read it. After reading it, he found that Shen Yuhan was not ignorant, he just never showed it in front of others.

This character is majestic and majestic, with the momentum of swearing at Fang Fu, and the strokes and strokes are completely natural, and it seems to be a coherent work.

It would be a lie to say that he was not surprised, Shan Qihuan walked up to him: "You wrote it?"

"Ah, my writing is so-so, I'm laughing at you." Shen Yuhan put the brush on the pen rest, "Do you write?"

Shan Qihuan recovered from the shock, sending Shen Yuhan to practice brush calligraphy was a bit unnecessary, he shook his head and said, "I don't practice brush calligraphy very much, my writing is much worse than yours."

"Humble." Shen Yuhan took his own handwriting away, and spread out another piece of rice paper for him, "Write one and see?"

"Okay, let you see my handwriting." Be happy.

Shan Qihuan chose one from the pen stand that he thought would be useful, and the place is really neat and tidy.

Shen Yuhan stood quietly by the side and rubbed ink for him, feeling it carefully, as if he was in front of an antique book case, Shen Yuhan was like a wife who was a husband and wife, and he was the ancient husband who was watched wholeheartedly. This is just a momentary feeling, wonderful and indescribable.

Shen Yuhan watched Shan Qihuan finish writing a line. His husband was indeed not humble at all. His brush calligraphy was really ordinary. Maybe it's because modern people don't often practice calligraphy?

But when he looked at his calligraphy in the office, it looked pretty good.

Shen Yuhan looked at his writing and chuckled aloud, Shan Qihuan stopped writing, and teased himself: "I just said that my writing is not good."

"It's pretty good. It's strong enough. It will be great if you practice more. It's much better than my classmates who are in class with me." Shen Yuhan suddenly became confident when he saw her husband's calligraphy. An incomparably strong husband also has weaknesses. He comforted him patiently, "I was terrible at writing when I was young, and I was very tired when I was writing. I was often forced to practice by my family. It took me a long time to develop my own style."

He didn't like writing when he was a child, because when writing, his hands need to be hung in the air. He felt very tired, so he didn't like to learn. His brothers would always try to make him practice hard, either by coaxing him with candy, or by using beautiful clay. The baby was used as a reward to coax him to write, and his father and mother stopped forcing him when they saw that his handwriting was getting better and better. He was able to have a handwriting that even the brothers in the capital envied, and he had to thank his brothers.

"That's thanks to your family forcing you to practice. Although I don't know calligraphy, you can write really well." He took advantage of the opportunity to mention the art exhibition to Shen Yuhan, "Shen Yuhan, there is a Chinese painting exhibition tomorrow. Do you want to go and see it?"

It seems that the ticket for the art exhibition he wants to go to is still useful, I will take him to see the solo exhibition in a low-key way tomorrow, he should like it.

"Think." Shen Yuhan was happy thinking about going out to play.

In the past in Qi State, his scope of activities was actually very small. He and his family had to bring guards when they went out to enjoy incense. Tight, and he's not running around.

There was once a boudoir brother who would like someone who went out in the middle of the night. He originally told his servants that he would come back within a quarter of an hour, but he never came back. The family searched for three days and finally found his body in the moat. It is said that when they found it It was horrible to be naked.

After that, the big families in the city kept a very strict watch over their brothers, and anyone who wanted to go out would be punished to kneel in the ancestral hall.

Shen Yuhan has always known her identity, what to do, and what not to do.

Today's modern society is much safer. Girls dare to walk on the street at night without being restrained.

However, for Shen Yuhan, it is unrealistic to let him go out by himself, and he dare not go to places he is not familiar with.

He dared to go to class today because the driver would come to pick him up when the time came, and there would be no danger in the piano classroom. There were security patrols outside, and the police station was not far away, so it was quite safe. up.

After self-studying modern common sense for a period of time, Shen Yuhan will observe the signs of the police when passing by. The textbooks on the Internet say to call the police if something happens. He still pays great attention to his own safety.

After a night's rest, Shan Qihuan recovered a lot of energy. He was young, and he returned with energy after enough rest.

Shen Yuhan still had a slight cough in the morning, and Shan Qihuan told him to wrap up his scarf before going out.

The art exhibition was a little far from their home, and it happened to be ten o'clock when they arrived, which was when there were a lot of people.

[-]% of today's art exhibition is used for charity. Many wealthy businessmen will buy their favorite paintings and calligraphy. The next door to the art exhibition is a spice display area, which is full of antique flavors. When Shen Yuhan walked in, there were no people. In addition to a little more, I am full of curiosity about all new things.

Shen Yuhan looked around curiously at first, but he looked very reserved and would not stare at others too much.

The art exhibition was divided into two exhibition halls. After the two entered, they started to look at the exhibition hall at the entrance, and there was a guide next to them explaining. In addition to manual work, there were also machine and text explanations.

In the front are the paintings of modern celebrities, most of which are collected by famous masters, and in the back are the paintings of modern painters, that is, paintings and calligraphy that can be traded.

Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan watched as they walked, he was really observing other people's calligraphy and paintings carefully, and benefited a lot, while Shan Qihuan looked at the paintings from time to time, and from time to time, to see if Shen Yuhan was keeping up .

Now he can hardly remember Shen Yuhan who was written in the previous investigation materials. He can't believe that they are two people. He gradually understands how hard it is for a child to lose his parents. He is obviously very good, but he turned himself into that. No wonder his grandfather never gave up on him, no wonder he was so easily deceived, because his heart was pure.

If his parents were still there, maybe Shen Yuhan would look different again. He might get into a good university, meet a group of like-minded friends, make a boyfriend or girlfriend he likes, and finally get married and have children. End of life.

And in this way, he will no longer have an intersection with Shen Yuhan, and for a while, Shan Qihuan doesn't know which outcome to choose.

Shan Qihuan was fascinated for a moment, and Shen Yuhan had already finished admiring a landscape painting from the Qing Dynasty, and the paintings in this exhibition area were also finished.

They walked to the next exhibit area.

Shen Yuhan walked closely next to Shan Qihuan. He was a little bolder now, but the light in the exhibition area was not too bright. He was afraid of losing Shan Qihuan, so he tugged on his sleeve from time to time to see It seems as clingy as you want, Shan Qihuan is also at war with heaven and man in his heart, wants to keep a little distance, and hopes that Shen Yuhan can rely on himself.

In the next exhibition area, both Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan saw many young people gathering in front of a painting.

A couple passing by them was also talking.

"I saw on the Internet yesterday that there is a super cute painting in this art exhibition, let's go and see it too."

"Is that the painting of a girl and a cat? I saw a hot search last night."

"I think boys, not girls."

"But the original author said on Weibo that it was a girl. After the painting became popular, he posted on Weibo last night to clarify."

"Anyway, I feel like a boy. Let's go and have a look. I heard that the asking price is already very high. If someone buys it, I won't be able to see it."

Shen Yuhan also wanted to see it a little bit, so he took Dan Qihuan's hand: "Shall we go and see it too?"

"If you want to see it, you can watch it, it's here now, I don't care about the time." Shan Qihuan added, "If you like it, we can buy it."

"Yeah." Shen Yuhan nodded, and dragged Shan Qihuan over. Although he didn't have a hobby of collecting calligraphy and paintings, he would buy them home and appreciate them if he liked them.

There were a lot of people standing in that painting, and some of them were taking pictures with their mobile phones. This painting became an internet celebrity Chinese painting overnight.

Now that the country is promoting traditional culture, it is also willing to promote it in this type of event. After this painting was painted on the entire Internet last night, the organizer immediately hung it in the most prominent position in the exhibition area.

Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan walked in to take a closer look at the painting after the viewers who had finished watching and taking photos left.

Shan Qihuan kept Shen Yuhan on his right side, and when he was about to ask Shen Yuhan if he liked it, he saw him biting his lip, his face pale.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?"

Shen Yuhan leaned forward, trying to see clearly the inscription "Fang Jushi" on the painting. It was his writing and inscription, but the artist's name "Huang Quan" was written next to the painting.

Tightly holding on to Shan Qihuan's hand, tears welling in his eyes, not caring about being angry with him on purpose, he said anxiously: "Honey, this painting, this painting..."

"What's wrong with the painting?" Shan Qihuan was also looking at this internet celebrity painting, and it was vividly drawn. The boy and the yawning kitten next to the brazier in the painting are very vivid, and the background is also very particular. The characteristics of the dynasty should be carefully studied.

"This is my painting!" Shen Yuhan said in a low voice, "I don't know why my painting is here, I, I handed it to the front desk after I finished painting, believe me, this painting is really mine drawn."

Shan Qihuan stroked his back gently, and comforted him: "I believe in you." After reading his calligraphy, he believed that Shen Yuhan had this ability, and he remembered that Shen Yuhan did bring two sketches with him on Monday Calligraphy and painting institutions.

If he hadn't read the calligraphy written by Shen Yuhan yesterday, he might not take it seriously today, but it is different now.

"Did you get your seal back?" He remembered that he also called a layman, and he glanced at it briefly, but he also remembered it.

"It's back, it's at home."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Shan Qihuan squeezed Shen Yuhan's cold hand tightly, it could be seen that he was really angry and his face turned pale.

When Shan Qihuan was about to contact Ding Quan, someone next to him was saying that the artist of the painting had come to the exhibition, and a reporter was standing at the door to interview him. They share their journey of creating this painting.

There are not many people here, Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan are already very attractive in appearance, what Shen Yuhan said just now attracted many passers-by to stay and watch the excitement.

Well now, the original author is here.

Shan Qihuan took a video and photo of the author's name below the work on the painting as evidence.

After listening to Shan Qihuan's comfort, Shen Yuhan felt a lot more at ease. He never thought that his painting would be taken here. If he wasn't a soul from ancient times, he would have recognized it when the inspiration collided with him, but it was him. His memories have different meanings to him, no one will experience exactly the same, and he feels very uncomfortable when someone steals them.

He asked Shan Qihuan: "Do we need to ask the calligraphy and painting training institution where the paintings are going?"

Shan Qihuan patted him on the shoulder: "Don't ask, I will help you get your painting and reputation back."

Shen Yuhan said again: "He stole my things, should we go to the police?"

Shan Qihuan thought for three seconds and said, "It makes sense."

So Shan Qihuan pulled Shen Yuhan aside, then pressed "Yaoyaoling" to call the police.

Huang Quan, who was being interviewed by reporters in the front hall of the exhibition, walked over. He was standing in the middle of the painting and was sharing his "creative" inspiration with everyone.

He said that one day he had a dream about a beautiful ancient girl and a cat, and he drew the dream after waking up. He never thought that there would be a huge response. Thank you very much for your likes and so on.

The price of this painting has been raised all the time, and just received the news from the organizer that the painting has been sold for 80 yuan, Huang Quan laughed so hard that his teeth could hardly be seen on the spot.

At this time, someone asked him sharply: "Did I really dream about this painting? I just heard someone say that he painted that painting, not yours."

Huang Quan's face changed slightly, it couldn't be such a coincidence.

But at this time, he was confident that no one would know the origin of the painting: "I painted this painting, please don't slander my character."

The person in charge of the art exhibition spoke for Huang Quan: "Mr. Huang was born in a scholarly family with a strict family education. How could he do something like steal someone's paintings? It's too base and too stupid."

The man said again: "The master is still here, if you have any doubts, you can confront them face to face. If you really created this painting yourself, you should not be afraid of being accused."

Huang Quan's heart skipped a beat, his hands and feet felt cold, but the person in charge said very confidently: "Mr. Huang, I believe in your character. Let's confront the other party right now, just as the reporter is here. This kind of slandering others, We can sue them for defamation for the act of splashing dirty water." The person in charge also has his own thoughts, and through this small incident, he can also get a hot search and gain Huang Quan's popularity, and he is not afraid that the price of the work will not go up.

Someone spotted Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan standing on the other end of the phone. Both of them had outstanding looks and heights. It was hard not to be noticed in the crowd. That's why their words just now were heard by those who cared.

The good-natured person said: "They said that the painting was not drawn by you."

Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan were suddenly surrounded by people, a little scared, so they leaned into Shan Qihuan's arms.

Shan Qihuan held Shen Yuhan in his arms and blocked the camera that was filming him. He often faced the media, and he didn't feel much about the sudden appearance of these people. Shen Yuhan, on the other hand, was only a student all along, so he shouldn't face the media at this time. This pressure of public opinion.

However, it is also wonderful to have someone hand you a pillow while you are dozing off.

Huang Quan wanted to tell them to leave quickly and stop the interview, but the person in charge was full of hot spots: "I heard that the two of you said that this painting is not Mr. Huang's painting. It is very irresponsible for you to talk like that."

Shan Qihuan didn't look at the person in charge, but looked at Huang Quan, and said leisurely, "You are Huang Quan?"

Huang Quan is a 25-year-old young man with a slightly flat nose. In Shan Qihuan's eyes, he looks average. He said with a guilty conscience, "I am."

Shan Qihuan glanced at him, and then asked the person in charge: "Are you the person in charge of the organizer?"

"Yes, I'm the person in charge." The person in charge is a middle-aged man with a little bald head and a hot heart. He kind of forgot that the people who came to the art exhibition today are either rich or expensive, and they should not offend casually.

Shan Qihuan put away the phone and said, "This painting is my friend's painting, you can't exhibit it anymore."

The person in charge said with a smile: "Sir, we can't copy from empty words. Mr. Huang can sue you for defamation. Please be careful."

But Shan Qihuan said: "Correct, it's not plagiarism, it's stealing paintings. Let me tell you this, stealing may be more serious than slandering. It's a crime."

The person in charge couldn't help being dumbfounded by Shan Qihuan's words. Which one is more serious, stealing or slandering?

The painting cannot be stolen. Huang Quan just emphasized his inspiration for painting in front of the reporter.

But Huang Quan's face was pale, but he couldn't admit it in front of everyone, he said eagerly: "Don't slander me, I painted this painting, sir, you said I stole the painting, but you need to prove it!"

Shan Qihuan has checked the popularity of paintings online in a short period of time, and also found Huang Quan's Weibo, and just heard him publish his nonsense creative inspiration.

The person in charge doesn't know the specific reason yet, but he is afraid that something will happen in the middle, and wants to smooth things over: "Mr. Huang has been cooperating with us for many years, is there any misunderstanding?"

Shan Qihuan said with a half-smile, "Misunderstanding? We will go through legal procedures. If he can prove that the painting was painted by him, we will withdraw the complaint. If not, then the judge will decide what to do."

"I won't apologize for what I didn't do. What evidence do you have to prove that this painting was created by your friend?" Huang Quan tried hard to maintain his persistence, but his palms were already sweating, and the other party had no evidence of!

Shan Qihuan gave him a very obvious proof: "You said this painting is a girl, right?"

Huang Quan: "Yes, she is a girl!"

Shan Qihuan said: "But my friend's painting is about a boy, not a girl."

Some onlookers also said that it was just a teenager, not a girl.

Huang Quan's complexion is getting worse and worse: "No, she is a girl! What I drew is a girl!"

Shan Qihuan said: "That's a coincidence, my friend has a red mole on his collarbone to draw it, and your girl also has a red mole on her collarbone?"

The onlookers were in an uproar and rushed to see the painting.

Indeed, there is a very small red mole on the young man's collarbone, which cannot be found without looking carefully.

Huang Quan was speechless on the spot.

He didn't expect to take paintings from his uncle's studio to participate in exhibitions, and one day the car would overturn!

At this time, Shan Qihuan looked at his watch, and a minute later, he saw a group of people walking in the exhibition hall, and Qu Zhu appeared in front of them with bodyguards and police.

The painting "Girl and Cat" was sealed up on the spot and sent to the police station together.

Huang Quan was taken by the police into a police car. Before getting into the police car, Huang Quan still had an expression of disbelief.

The reporter who just interviewed Huang Quan took a picture of his panicked expression, and at the same time, Shan Qihuan's face and the scene of him guarding someone and getting into the car.

Very good, today's headlines are here.

Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan boarded the car under the escort of bodyguards, and they are now going to the police station to assist in handling the case.

At this moment, Shen Yuhan felt much more at ease.

His hand was still tightly held by Shan Qihuan, and he asked Shan Qihuan uncertainly: "Honey, can I get my painting back?"

To this husband, Shan Qihuan blurted out: "Don't worry, I can get it back."

Shen Yuhan felt relieved again, thinking that her husband noticed the red mole on his collarbone, his face was slightly hot, and he lowered his head.

But on second thought, why hasn't my husband consummated the marriage with him?

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