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"What does this picture mean?"

I explained to him: "The name of this painting is "Nianhua Yixiao", and it is the scene when the Buddha taught the Dharma to Kassapa."

He heard what I said, and pushed the frame of the mirror. I don't know if the lens reflects light, but I can see the shrewd light in his eyes.

He looked at it? I smiled and said, "Mr. Xie is very close to Buddha."

What he said was inexplicable, and his subordinates didn't understand what he meant for a while, so they asked him, "Teacher Cheng?"

So Mr. Cheng looked at the painting and smiled: "The Buddha is holding flowers, and he is silent. All dharmas are predestined, practice? Personally, Mr. Xie wants to tell me: I have nothing to say."

He still understands it quite well, so I also laughed: "Mr. Cheng can understand this painting, and he is also a person who has the predestined relationship with Buddha."

He looked at me? I tilted my head and looked at me: "I didn't expect that Mr. Xie is also a man of all things."

I smiled and didn't say anything. He really knew me. Maybe he had written about me, or he had written for me and Gao Yu.

I used to be like a marionette in the eyes of everyone, I would say whatever I was asked to say, and the publicity words were all ready-made, so of course I read them accordingly.

He passed the painting and continued to walk forward. I was the one they ordered, so I followed him step by step.

After walking past several Buddhist paintings, he stopped in front of a painting. This painting is the largest one among Shen Qian's paintings, and we hung it in the middle. Like the previous one, this painting is also a painting. Buddha, but it is different from the previous Buddhas. This painting is a defective product. It is not a defective product before becoming a Buddha. Big, just? But it fell down, half nested in the mountains, half of the Buddha's head was carved, and half of his body, like a ruined wall, without the radiance of Buddha at all.

This painting of dilapidated walls uses the largest frame, so this Mr. Cheng seemed to find it interesting. He asked me: "Mr. Xie, this painting looks quite different. What is it called?"

I also looked up: "It's called "Buddha's Thoughts."

Mr. Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Buddha's thoughts? Is he also a Buddha?"

He pointed at the Buddha and asked as he fell down. I also took a look: "Then what advice does Mr. Cheng have?"

Mr. Cheng smiled: "I don't dare to teach you, I just remembered an allusion."

I also followed? He said: "What allusion?"

"It's just a short story. If Mr. Xie has time, I'll tell it. Mr. Xie will just listen to it as a joke."

This Mr. Cheng is always unhappy when he talks, I no longer have any commercial value, no background, no prospects, he still wants to spend time with me, is gossip so important?

But I still nodded: "You say."

So Mr. Cheng started to talk, his voice was a little hoarse, but the stories he told were quite pleasant, and his subordinates who followed him didn't even take out their pens to take notes.

"This story is also about Buddha. It is said that there is a spiritual stone in the mountain, which was discovered by a stonemason, saying that he is very spiritual and suitable for making a Buddha. It is natural that the spiritual stone can become a Buddha admired by thousands of people. Happy, I agreed to the stonemason. The stonemason told him that to become a Buddha statue, you have to endure hardships, because you have to carefully carve into a Buddha, polish the edges and corners, and remove excess. Every piece of your body needs to be beaten. You can do all these Forbearance? That piece of spiritual stone is just looking forward to becoming a Buddha, so I don't care about the pain. He replied: "Of course, as long as I can become a Buddha, I can suffer any kind of suffering." "

Mr. Cheng paused here, I was halfway through listening, still? I was a little curious, so I urged him: "And then?"

"Later, that spiritual stone started the road to becoming a Buddha. It was a spiritual stone, but it was just a stone, which was too far away from the appearance of a Buddha, so it was hammered day and night by craftsmen. This kind of pain pierced his heart day and night, and finally he had enough of being beaten day and night, and no longer wanted to become a Buddha.

He gave up, so the craftsman also gave up on him, and chose another stone. That stone was very ordinary, but he could bear it. In order to become a Buddha, he endured a thousand and one nights of beating, and finally became a Buddha instantly. Accept the offerings of thousands of people. "

Teacher Cheng paused, and his disciples sighed: "Teacher, you want to teach us to endure hardships in order to be a master."

I didn't interrupt, I think he hasn't finished yet, he won't come all the way to tell me an inspirational story, right?

Sure enough, Teacher Cheng just smiled: "I haven't finished the lecture yet. After the Buddha statue was shaped, the craftsmen cast a Buddhist hall for him and a golden body for him. Everything was arranged. Now there is only the way for believers to seek Buddhahood.

The craftsman looked at the piece of spirit stone that used to be. The piece of spirit stone had been on the side of the road since it was abandoned. Now it blocked the way for believers to pray for Buddha. On the road, it became a pile of broken pebbles on the way for everyone to pray to Buddha. "

This Mr. Cheng is quite good at making inferences. He told him just now that I have nothing to say, but now he says that I have become an abandoned child, a stepping stone under the feet of others.Also? It's really not a disadvantage at all, and the mouth is also quite powerful.

I could only smile and nod my head: "Listening to what you say is better than reading for ten years."

I am so humble, Mr. Cheng still asked me: "Mr. Xie, you said that the stone looked at it? What does it feel like to see the Buddha statue, which should have been admired by thousands of people?"

It turned out that this was his purpose. He was asking me how it felt after being kicked out of the house by the Gao family.

What can I feel?I looked at him and he wanted to laugh. I have already been kicked out, and I have no power or power. The Gao family is still afraid that I will talk too much, haha, is it because I didn’t take the hush money?

I have never interfered with the property of Gao’s family over the years. I don’t care whether he built a high-rise building on the ground or a hollow castle in the air, and my father would not let me manage it with privileges, so they don’t have to So guard against me.

He was afraid that something would happen to me in this matter, after all, Gao Yuyu fought for me.They are afraid that I will reconnect with Gao Yuyu, haha.

Now I finally remember who he is, Cheng Qirui.

I looked? Sheng Yun, Zhang Zhendong and the others who came over there smiled. It seems that they also know that Cheng Qirui is here. This Cheng Qirui is known as a poisonous tongue in the media circle, and he is best at digging holes for people. They must think that my side The pig will fall into Cheng Qirui's trap.

This person used to write articles for me and Gao Yuyu, because he is a media under the Gao Yu family. He used to stand on the same front, but now he is on the opposite side. Of course, he was not a united front before. In the Gao family, I am now the opposite.

I looked up? This huge fallen Buddha, half of its face has been carved, so the other half of the face is stuck to the ground. It should be high? High? Above.

Half of the face is dignified and solemn, and half of the face is sunken in the mud. The comparison between the two is sad and deplorable.As I thank the family, as I do.

I took a deep breath, and faced my Cheng Qirui who was looking at me: "What Mr. Cheng said is that the road to becoming a Buddha is difficult, and the Buddha still needs to be tempered, let alone us mortals."

The only way through the ages is to die. If you are afraid of death, then you have to live?Ordinary people have the benefits of ordinary people, that is, no matter how humble they live, they are reluctant to die.

I am human.

I raised my finger and pointed at the painting and said: "The name of this painting is "Buddha's Thoughts". I think he wants to tell us: People live in the world, and every way of living is cultivation. It’s all about practice, whether it’s cultivation in the human world, hell or heaven, it’s all in one thought, one thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon. We must have a normal mind in the event of blessings and misfortunes.”

What I said sounded very high-level, so his students all listened to him, and if they remembered what I said, that Cheng Qirui also raised his eyebrows, motioning for me to continue.

So I continued to say: "Buddha is only a belief, because it can save all people, but after all, only when you enter the world yourself, can you experience the hardships of the world and truly cultivate into a Buddha. Before the Buddha became a Buddha, he was also a mortal, and he also had to prostrate himself on the ground. One thousand reincarnations in the Jokhang Temple require prostration of a thousand heads of equal length."

I looked at Cheng Qirui and continued: "I wonder if Mr. Cheng has heard a word?"

He motioned for me to say.

"'That year I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, not for the audience, but for your warmth.' This is the poem of the Sixth Lama Tsangyang Gyatso, and the Buddha said so , why do we think so much. This painting is just his obsession, his obsession with embracing this land."

The voice of my words is: everything in the world can be boiled down to two things: mind your shit, mind my shit!

I am still a waiter at the moment, I don’t want to be so angry with Cheng Qirui, I told him from the first painting, I have nothing to say, I have nothing to say to Gao’s family, he insisted on forcing me Said.

Cheng Qirui looked at me, his eyes were a little sharp, when he was about to say something, applause suddenly sounded, accompanied by a voice: "Well said! Well, I didn't even think about it." How can a picture I draw have such a good explanation.”

Next to Sheng Yun are Zhang Zhendong and Shen Qian. I haven't seen Shen Qian before, but there is a picture of him in his promotional brochure. He is easy to recognize. He has a long beard and stands next to Zhang Zhendong. Still? It's a good match, Zhang Zhendong has long hair.

I smiled at Zhang Zhendong. It seemed that he was bombarded by my scandal. Before, Lin Yi told me that he had been in Tibet for the past few months.

Zhang Zhendong raised his chin towards me, and his posture was quite proud, even more impressive than that of Shen Qian next to him. Shen Qian's paintings are worth tens of millions, and he hasn't sold a single painting yet.

Shen Qian smiled at me, probably thinking that I praised his paintings well, I didn't talk so much before? Today, Cheng Qirui insisted on me talking, so I'll tell him, I used to be like a repeater , I read the publicity words he wrote for Gao Yuyu. He thought I couldn't speak for myself.

Cheng Qirui didn't look at me anymore, because he saw Sheng Yun, and he stretched out his hand to him: "Mr. Sheng has been enjoying a lot of scenery these days. It's a great honor to meet you."

Sheng Yun was tougher than me, he ignored the hand he stretched out, and just said: "I have always been very beautiful, but Mr. Cheng is very low-key. Now that I am here, why don't you say hello? I will treat you well." hit you."

Cheng Qirui saw that he didn't shake hands, so he took it back. I smoothed things over and said, "You're welcome, Mrs. Sheng. I've wanted to see you for a long time, but you've been busy these days, and of course it's me, too. The newspaper office temple is too small."

Cheng Qirui is saying that Sheng Yun is a great Buddha, this person has a good mouth, he is not too disadvantaged against Sheng Yun, but he doesn't know that what Sheng Yun dislikes the most is reporting, because I let him be on the hot search, he I was so angry in the morning.

Sheng Yun listened? Cheng Qirui's words were pleasant: "President Cheng? You're too polite. I'm not sure in what capacity Mr. Cheng came to see me?"

I blinked, and Cheng Qirui blinked too, and he lifted his glasses frame, Sheng Yun didn't ask him to say anything, and said directly: "Whether it's from Gao's house or Mr. Cheng's own position, If it was the latter, I would have seen you long ago."

It seems that Sheng Yun also knows that Cheng Qirui belongs to the Gao family.

And Cheng Qirui didn't expect that Sheng Yun would be so straightforward, and he didn't save him face at all. He is the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, and the students all call him a teacher. He still puts on the airs of a literati, but now Sheng Yun says so , he coughed: "President Sheng, you are joking, of course I am representing myself."

Sheng Yun also answered with a smile: "If this is the case, then there is no misunderstanding. However, I have one thing I want to make clear to Mr. Cheng in advance. I am not high here? The gallery wants to follow the artistic route of Yangchun Baixue, and doesn’t want to join forces with some people. Some people don’t think that the surname is Gao, but they really think that the sky is high and the earth is thick.”

I have already seen that Cheng Qirui's face became stiff, and his students also looked at each other in blank dismay. There was also a student who was dedicated to recording, holding a recording pen, and I didn't know whether to continue recording or turn it off.

Surely they hadn't thought that the well-dressed Sheng Yun was a stump who could hate their Teacher Cheng so much.

Cheng Qirui could barely stop laughing: "Boss Sheng, you're joking."

Sheng Yunzhen smiled again? He added: "Besides, even the sky will fall down sometimes. There is an editor-in-chief of Ci Cheng who must know what it means, castles in the air,"

Cheng Qirui stroked the glasses frame, he was probably going to guess? Sheng Yun won't say anything good, and his standing posture has changed, it is a posture of staying away, and he wants to draw a line from what Sheng Yun said.Sure enough, Sheng Yun said in a cold voice: "There is no strong enough backstage. If you don't build a solid foundation, if you don't look down on every stone, it will fall down one day. What do you think?"

In the end, Sheng Yun didn't answer the question, he pointed to the painting Cheng Qirui found fault with.

I blinked at Zhang Zhendong, who winked at me over there. There are few people in this world who can match Sheng Yun's vicious tongue. The more serious this Cheng Qirui is, the more impolite Sheng Yun will be. If he is like me, it's fine If you pretend to be dumb, Sheng Yun might ignore him.

Sheng Yun not only said that his backstage was not stable, but also scolded the backstage of Gao's family. Gao's family is now attached to Ke's family. He is saying that Gao's family's attachment to other people's castles in the air will not last long.

Gao Yuyu's family started with real estate. When I married their family, their family was not as high as it is now. I don't really want to take the credit for me, but the data can speak. In the past few years, their family has developed rapidly, and it is very easy to get some good land.I didn't know the reason why my dad didn't let me show my face back then, but now I know.

My dad didn't agree with me marrying Gao Yuyu at the beginning, but I had his children at that time. I thought it was Gao Yuyu's, so I had no choice but to let me marry him. He just asked , The wedding is not allowed to make a fuss, and I am not allowed to appear in any media.

I wonder if the Gao family also regrets marrying me now. The result of rapid development is that the foundation is not solid, just like the Gao family is now quickly looking for the Ke family to marry again, because there must be a backer to support them.He spread the place too big, and he couldn't take it back for a while.

I don't know if Sheng Yun, the witch, will be right again, because the foundation is not stable, and when there are a few more Ke families who should fall, they will still fall.

I took a careful look at Sheng Yun, just like looking at a witch, Sheng Yun really has a very strong sense of perception, I was standing on the edge of the crowd, he could still find me looking at him, and gave me a glance, although he moved quickly I opened my eyes, but I knew he was calling me incompetent, so I forced him to come out.

I lowered my eyes, and Cheng Qirui, who was opposite me, also took a deep breath. He probably didn't expect? Sheng Yun said that he was so merciless, probably the first time he encountered such a thorn in these years.

And he still doesn't want to offend Sheng Yun, so he said awkwardly to Sheng Yun: "Mr. I really hope to promote your gallery so that more people can know about it and appreciate it.”

He said with such sincerity, Sheng Yun also said: "That's all? Thank you Mr. Cheng. If there is any painting you want to see, I will tell you in person. I don't know much about the lecturers here. Tell me, let Mr. Cheng laugh at you."

I stood aside and said nothing, I thought I was fine just now, Shen Qian even praised me for what I said, although I am Qi Cheng Qirui, but I will not take the painter's painting to make fun of.

I know Sheng Yun is talking ironically, he is going to see off guests.

Sure enough, Cheng Qirui is very knowledgeable. He is a man of the scene. He hasn't forgotten me yet. He smiled and praised me: "Mr. Sheng, you are joking. This Mr. Xie is very eloquent. I especially like the painting he talked about. If Mr. Shen is willing to buy this painting, I will hang it in my study when I go home, and wake up every day.”

I saw Lin Yichao pointing his finger at me, and I blinked at him. I knew what he meant. This painting is the largest among these Buddha statues, and the one painted by Shen Qian? The one with the most ink? , of course, is also the most expensive one. Master Zhang is already worth tens of millions of painters. His smallest painting is 50 yuan, and this painting is priced at 500 million yuan.

This Cheng Qirui is also a rich man, but I wonder if he will watch it every day when he buys it back? Weep bitterly.

He thought that he was so willing to let the blood out in order not to offend Sheng Yun. How could he know that Sheng Yun was still? What's more, this painting is about faith, sincerity leads to spirituality. I don't want Mr. Cheng to have knots in your heart."

I said that Sheng Yun is a witch, he must have expected it? Cheng Qirui will look at it in the future? This painting will curse him, but Cheng Qirui has already said what he said, so he has to take it back.

Now it's not whether he wants to buy this painting, but he has to buy it. It's about his face, the face of the Gao family behind him. He originally intended to scare me, but Sheng Yun would come out to protect me.I can understand him. After all, my Xie family and the Sheng family used to be in opposition. Now that my Xie family has collapsed, there is no need for Sheng Yun to protect me.

Cheng Qirui took a deep look at me, and then he looked at the painting and said, "Mr. Sheng, I really like this painting. It's because of the phrase that Mr. Xie said, 'One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon, and the obsessive person lying on the ground "Nian' is also a testament to Master Shen's ingenious painting skills and his heart to enter the world and become a Buddha."

Editor-in-Chief Cheng's writing of the Spring and Autumn Period with a single brush, obviously lowered his profile to let him use my words, so Sheng Yun also took a look at me, and finally nodded: "Then wrap up the painting for Mr. Cheng. "

Lin Yi rushed over quickly and took down the painting with me, lest Editor-in-Chief Cheng would regret it.I want to tell Lin Yi that editor-in-chief Cheng has such a big measure, how could he go back on his word?

Sure enough, Cheng Qirui left with that painting and his students.

After this round, the other people who followed? The crowd who watched the excitement also calmed down a bit. They probably didn't realize that the price for asking me was to buy a painting.

They diverted their attention because a great painter really came to the scene, or they sold a pair on the spot.It is worth 500 million, and they are still rushing to get it, so they all went to see his paintings after seeing the image of Shen Qianxian's character.

After nodding to everyone, Painter Shen Qian extended his hand to me: "All future paintings will be sold to you."

Haha, Painter Shen has vision, so I shook his hand back: "How much? Thank you, Master Shen. I will definitely learn painting from you when I have the opportunity. I like your paintings very much."

What I said was extremely flattering, but Shen Da painter thought I was real, so he smiled: "Okay! I will teach you. I heard Zhang Zhendong said that you also learned to paint before?"

This is true, Zhang Zhendong's own painting is like shit, he insists on pulling me down to be the bottom of him, because my painting is not as good as his.

I pulled up a stone and hit myself in the foot, and I could only cough: "That was a long time ago, and now I can't even lift a pen, and I can't color it..."

I told the truth this time, but Master Shen Qian thought I was being modest, so he laughed: "It's okay, as long as you have the heart!"

Sheng Yun glanced at me, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. I knew he wanted to say that I hadn't seen a good color tone before. From my color tone back then, I could tell that I lacked green in my previous life.

I coughed and changed the subject with Master Shen: "Can I have your autograph now?"

Master Shen is very happy. He is an ALPHA. He is 50 years old this year, but he does not have the cunning and cunning of his age. The simplicity of a painter, who concentrates on painting, naturally does not have so much thought.

Not only did he sign my autograph, but he also took a photo with me. There were many people who wanted to take a photo with him. An Xi, Shu Yue and others arranged for everyone.

Anxi said to everyone in her sweet voice: "Welcome everyone to visit the gallery. Today is the time when Teacher Shen Qian is opening a gallery in the Chaos Art Museum, so everyone who comes here will give Teacher Shen a free gift." A personal autograph of Mr. Shen! Anyone who buys Mr. Shen’s painting can take a photo with Mr. Shen!”

After all, being able to ask Master Shen for an autograph is the most affordable. People who know Shen Qian’s reputation in the art world are happy, and people who don’t know his fame have also witnessed his 500 million paintings. It’s better to have one than nothing. .

So in the following time, all the people who came to visit me rushed to sign. They took the exquisite bookmarks of our gallery, and asked Master Shen to sign.

I watched? Surrounded by everyone? Master Shen clicked his tongue: "It turns out that only those who want to be present will have their signatures."

Thanks to my kindness just now, thanks to my return to sell him a painting.

Sheng Yun listened to my words, looked away, and said lightly: "What do you think?"

I thought……

I watched? He said, "Did Master Shen choose to hold the art exhibition today?"

I'm actually quite embarrassed to ask, because Shen Qian's art exhibition press conference was supposed to be held the day before yesterday? The day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it was delayed by me.

But I didn't expect that? I would choose the day when I came to work. Wouldn't this cause trouble for Painter Shen?

I haven't dared to go downstairs this morning, I don't know how things are going downstairs.

But since Master Shen just came up and led people down, I have led all his fans upstairs.

Fortunately, it has been brought down again now.

So is this Sheng Yunsheng's plan?Is he trying to prevent me from being the focus of the scandal?

I wanted to put some gold on my face, Sheng Yun seemed to see through what I meant, and the corner of his mouth slightly hooked: "You are going to work today, there is a lot of traffic, and it is suitable for holding an art exhibition."

I just knew it was.

Zhang Zhendong finally couldn't stand on the sidelines at this meeting, he coughed, he had been holding his arm all the time and pretended not to know me, now he saw that I was being bullied by Sheng Yun so badly, he couldn't bear to neglect me anymore.

I took a look at Zhang Zhendong, probably because he came, I felt confident, and I told Sheng Yun, "Actually, if I don't come, you can let him hold it. Your current traffic is no worse than mine."

I also sneaked a look at my phone while I was watching paintings with you. Sheng Yun is also very popular now. The second most searched post is the post I wanted to see in the morning.

The comments at the beginning were pretty normal, they all praised him for being handsome, but I don't know where the crooked started.

Because he stood up for me, he was already suspected of having an affair with me.

That's why his face is so bad in the morning that I can't even touch him with a finger?

I just said that if you get it with me, there will be no good scandals.

No, my hot search list today is good. I am in the first place. People praised me for standing up for Gao Yuyu. Prostitute/women.

Ke Ruo's fans are still very powerful. When that big V tried his best to whitewash me, of course some people tried their best to block me.Blocking me naturally means that I will not let anyone, anyone who takes me in.

I'm so dumb, how could I hate him like that?He must have thought by now that he had saved the sharp-tongued farmer.

Sure enough, Sheng Yun looked at me with a very sinister expression. If he didn't want to touch a finger of mine, he would have strangled me to death.

Probably because of the angry swords drawn by the two of us, Zhang Zhendong waved his hands vigorously: "Do you two still treat me like I exist?"

It's too much!I yelled out Zhang Zhendong's thoughts on his behalf. He came back from Tibet all the way, but I left him alone.

The problem is that he doesn’t talk to me, holding his arms from just now? Now he hasn’t said a word to me, and I can’t be the same as before. Go up and give him a hug. I’m doing it for his own good. After all, I’m now Is a scandal-ridden person.

We ended up going upstairs to Shengyun's office because we didn't want to be in the limelight again.

I followed the two of them into the office. Sheng Yun's office had two sets of sofas, and each of them sat on the other, so I could only stand.You see, this is the difference between an employee and a boss.

I stand? Looking at Zhang Zhendong, Zhang Zhendong is cold after sitting on the sofa? Looking at me: "Sit?"

He is sitting in the middle with his legs crossed. He is tall and big. Where should I sit?

Zhang Zhendong looked at me up and down: "Why do you thank Third Young Master? Look down on me as a small place? Or do you want me to stand up and greet you?"

It means that I didn’t say hello to him when I came here. I really didn’t mean it. I didn’t tell him for more than a month, so I couldn’t say it.

I watched? He smiled: "That's not necessary, I can't let the great painter welcome me."

Zhang Zhendong still sneered at me: "How can I have Xie Sanshao? I am busy, I can't meet twice this year, and now that I am so famous, wouldn't it be more difficult than meeting the president in the future? I have to curry favor Kidnapping?"

He's really, isn't it just that I seldom talk to him after I'm married? See you?

There is a saying that those who are close to ink are black, and Zhang Zhendong’s mouth is fine. I looked him up and down and said, “Why don’t you change your career? Well, being an anchor may become famous faster than painting.”

I also know how to talk about poisonous tongue, how come I grew up with poisonous tongue, and I have been fascinated by it. Sure enough, Sheng Yun even took a look at me, right?

I don't hate him because I can't beat him, but it doesn't mean I can't.

In addition, rather than hate him, I would rather hate Zhang Zhendong. I have become more familiar with Zhang Zhendong in the past few years. After all, he and I used to be painting friends. Although the two of us are not famous so far, what’s the matter? Shared hobbies, are you okay? You can lose a few words on WeChat, and this is what you lose every time, taking the reputation of both of us.Because they know how to poke each other's sore spots.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhendong was angry with me, pointing at him, I shook a few times, and finally brushed his long hair angrily: "Xie Shen'an, do you know, this is the first time I'm so famous! Thank you ?Come on, my gallery is famous, people are pointing to the pictures on the wall and asking the boss. I look like an artist with long hair! Fuck it, I am an artist! My paintings have been for so many years? Not famous! I'm such a fucking dog!"

I was about to burst out laughing, but seeing him in so much pain, I comforted him and said: "Then the person who knows you, your gallery, and your paintings are not far away."

Zhang Zhendong cut his voice straight: "Fart! Didn't you see? Where is my painting? In the corner!"

He took out a cigarette angrily, seeing Sheng Yun frowning, he gave way to him: "Would you like one?"

Sheng Yun just gave him a glance: "This is my office."

So Zhang Zhendong put the cigarette in his mouth angrily, and didn't light it.

I'm still thinking about Zhang Zhendong's painting, the corner?There are such corners in our gallery, but Zhou Bai’s paintings were also sold well last time, right?However, there is one person whose work has not been sold so far. People who come to visit the art exhibition pass by there every time, but they always pass by on foot. It is a waste to even take a look.

Because the painting is too abstract.

I watched? He asked, "...the one who drew the smoke...is that you?"

Zhang Zhendong almost dropped his cigarette in his mouth. He pressed the cigarette hard into the ashtray and stared at me: "That's a cloud! It's the cleanest and purest cloud in Tibet! And you don't even know it That's what I drew! Don't I have a name on it?"

I really don't know this, and he didn't write his name, and he himself was too embarrassed to write his name, so how could I know?

Besides, is that really a cloud?The cleanest cloud?No matter how I think about it, I don't think it is from Tibet. Of course, maybe the dark clouds in Tibet look like this.

Seeing the expression on my face, Zhang Zhendong patted the table angrily.

I don't sit next to him now. When I was about to pull Sheng Yun's boss chair to sit down, Sheng Yun didn't want me to sit. He moved to the side to make a space: "Sit down."

His attitude was up and down, obviously in the morning he didn't want me to touch a finger, but his heart was like a needle in the sea, so I didn't want to anymore, so I sat down next to him.

Sheng Yun ignored me, he just sneered at Zhang Zhendong: "Now do you know why your painting is hung in the corner? If it wasn't because you wanted to hang it up, I wouldn't want your painting to be shown on the mirror, it would just bring down the whole world." Gallery grade."

He was merciless against anyone, and Zhang Zhendong said angrily: "That's artistic conception! That's art, you know nothing!"

I sat diagonally across from him, but he almost pointed his finger on my nose, why didn't he point at Sheng Yun?

The three of us have different artistic backgrounds. In order not to fight, we had to change the subject. I have always been the one who gets along with each other. I asked Zhang Zhendong: "I heard you went to Tibet this time? How long? How long did you stay?" ?” The high? Yuan red on his face hasn?Can you hate him for anything? Just not his hair.

Zhang Zhendong snorted: "It's been almost two months. If you hadn't had an accident, I wouldn't be able to come back now. I just had some inspiration, but you interrupted everything!"

Interrupting the artist's inspiration is a heinous crime, I coughed: "Then when are you going to go again? Take it with you when you go? I, I will help you find inspiration again, and let me see Tibet's The purest cloud."

Zhang Zhendong and I said: "Third brother, you follow all day long? The second child is together, and they have learned badly, you know?"

Sheng Yun couldn't hold back from hitting him this time: "You're the fucking second child!"

Zhang Zhendong winked at me and felt that he had won the game. Sheng Yun in our compound was ranked second in age, but he hated people calling him that, but this nickname was because he hated it more and more. , Zhang Zhendong became more happy, so he shouted louder and louder.

Seeing him so angry, Zhang Zhendong became more and more proud: "Thinking of our four young masters back then, who were all-powerful, how many? How many? People watched?..."

Sheng Yun said coldly: "They are idiots, you follow too? Idiots!"

I was afraid that he would scold me too, so I lowered my head and didn't answer the conversation. I know that in the Four Young Masters, I was not worthy of the name. We were ranked according to age. At the beginning, Zhuo Kai was not famous, but ?There are three young ones, Zhang Zhendong is the eldest, and I am the third. After Zhuo Kai and his family also got up, they lived in our compound, so the rankings are arranged in reverse order.

But I was not good in everything at that time, Zhuo Kai was very unconvinced, saying that I relied on my grandfather for nothing.He also had the nerve to say, didn't he rely on it? Didn't he get it from his family?

I didn't know at that time, but I was still showing off my power. In fact, it was just a sarcastic title given by my family.

Just like now, my family has collapsed, people mention me are all those malicious gossip, even the title 'Xie Sanshao?' has become a subject of wanton jokes.

Sheng Yun obviously knew that I was cannon fodder, so he looked at me with a cold mockery in his eyes.

I met his gaze this time, and I knew that what he scolded was right, just like what he scolded Gao?

Don't think that you can stop working hard if you have a background, because the higher you stand, the harder you fall, because the moment the building collapses, you can't even run, just like me.

I don't know if this counts as a kind of growth for me, the entire Xie family has changed for me to understand these things.

Sheng Yun understood it earlier than I did. As Zhang Zhendong told me privately before, Sheng Yun didn't like his family background, so he always relied on himself, just like now, even if he quit