On the day of the divorce, Lao Gong lost his memory

Just as Shan Cen lay down on the bed, the phone on the bedside table flickered.

He took the phone sideways and found that it was Lin Lu's voice.

He opened it casually, and the voice came out with a little grievance.

"Baby~~"

Shan Cen: "..."

The words should be hidden under the quilt, so the voice sounds dull.

Shan Cen was inexplicably shocked to communicate in such a way despite being separated by a wall.

He turned over and buried his face in the pillow. When he came back to his senses, the rest of the voice had been automatically played, but he didn't hear a word.

Shan Cen: "..."

He touched his hot face, reached out and lowered the air conditioner by two degrees.

The summer in City A is getting hotter and hotter.

After a while, he turned on the voice again.

"Okay, even if you don't have a kiss, you still have to tell the baby..."

"Zhang Qi's husband is called Qu Qinglin, who is the owner of a small building materials company. He is currently negotiating cooperation with a subsidiary of Ming Xia. I will ask people to start from this aspect and find a way to use cooperation to restrict his domestic violence. , tell him not to do anything to Zhang Qi again."

After Shan Cen listened, a strange emotion suddenly appeared in his heart, as if Lin Lu hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, he was still the young man who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes.

Whether it's taking Cookie away from his parents to quarrel, or helping Zhang Qi without telling him after learning of Zhang Qi's domestic violence, it shows that he has good intentions.

[Shan Cen]: Thank you

[Lin Lu]: Don't say thank you to me

Shan Cen was taken aback, and just about to type a reply, the new message had already been sent.

[Lin Lu]: Let’s do something practical, like kissing or something~

【Shan Cen】:...

Looking at these six points, Lin Lu could imagine Shan Cen's expression at the moment. His eyes must be slightly lowered, his lips were tightly pursed, and he looked helpless when he wanted to say something.

He couldn't help laughing, and after thinking about it, he sent back an emoji.

[Lin Lu]: [kiss and hug]

[Shan Cen]: Good night [hug]

【Lin Lu】: Good night [meme da]

Lin Lu turned off his phone, and the smile on his face was quickly suppressed.

What he didn't say just now is that the suppression driven by profit is only temporary. To completely resolve this matter, Zhang Qi has to stand up in the end. Otherwise, even if the suppression continues now, there will be a day of rebound.

This is a timed bomb, and it may explode at any time.

But you can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

Zhang Qi didn't want to get rid of the scumbag. As outsiders, they could only help so much.

A few days later, Shan Cen ran into Zhang Qi once at school, but since the other party didn't want his affairs to be paid too much attention, he didn't ask anything, just nodded and said hello and passed.

However, the document that was placed in the lost and found office was taken away the next day, but it is not known who took it away.

After instructing Fang Xi and Li Xing's entries at school, Shan Cen was not idle after returning home, and went directly to the workshop to continue drawing the unfinished painting last time.

After the corner of the garden was replaced by him last time, he changed to the current one—a city sunset.

This is what I saw on the hotel terrace that day.

The whole painting is in warm colors.

The sky was dyed orange, and the city with tall buildings was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun. At first glance, it looked warm, and it was a warm city.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is actually no warm place in the whole painting, because there is no one in the row upon row of houses.

This is an empty city.

Just like his mood when he saw this scene, it was empty.

but now……

Shan Cen hesitated for a while, and finally decided to add something to the painting after careful consideration.

When Huo Shu called, Shan Cen had just finished applying the last layer of paint.

He picked up the phone, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay," Huo Shu asked while sitting in the office, checking the traffic flow of the nearest gallery, "I just want to ask you, when will the painting I mentioned last time be finished, so I can say hello to the client in advance."

"Just finished painting." Shan Cen put down the brush, got up and took two steps back to check the effect of the whole painting, "But it will take a while for the paint to dry."

Huo Shu was stunned for a moment, and then realized, he opened his eyes wide, "You are painting an oil painting?"

"En." Shan Cen walked back and moved the easel directly opposite the window with one hand.

This position can be blown by natural wind without being exposed to the sun, which is suitable for oil painting to dry in the shade.

"No," Huo Shu was dumbfounded, "but it was money for watercolor."

"Watercolour and oil painting are not good or bad." Shan Cen's tone was light, "I used oil painting this time because the things I painted this time are more textured with oil painting."

The same is true for the last time I chose watercolor.

Huo Shu: "..."

Well, he doesn't understand the painter's world.

"Then can I have the honor to admire and admire first?" He was really curious about what Shan Cen drew.

I don’t know if it’s because Shan Cen likes Mr. Su’s paintings, but there is always some shadow of Mr. Su in his paintings, but you can tell from them when you look at the paintings, it belongs to him alone thing.

It is a very recognizable style.

He personally likes it very much.

Therefore, among the new generation of painters, Shan Cen is his favorite.

Otherwise, it would not be easy to ask for cooperation back then.

"I'll just take a look," he said.

"Yes." Shan Cen hung up the phone, took a photo and sent it.

As soon as Huo Shu received it, he couldn't wait to connect it to the big screen in the office.

In order to better see the paintings, he specially installed professional equipment, and the photos are presented with the same effect as seeing them on the spot.

He took a deep breath and clicked on the picture to view

When the painting came into view, Huo Shu opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the majestic city appeared in front of him, as if he was actually there.

He stood in front of the painting without blinking, looking at it bit by bit.

Then the more I watched, the more frightened I became.

He was infected by the warmth of the whole city at first, and felt warm from the heart to the outside, but when he took a closer look, he discovered the true appearance of the city, and felt a sense of desolation in his heart for no reason.

But just when he thought this was the final keynote of the painting, a cluster of small flowers blooming against the wind in the lower right corner attracted all his attention.

The small flowers occupy a very small place. The flowers are the most inconspicuous little yellow flowers that grow on the side of the road and can be seen everywhere.

But when this cluster of flowers was in an empty city, Huo Shu seemed to see hope.

It's as if after going through the darkness to dawn, the sun rises slowly, and the sun shines on the earth indiscriminately.

Huo Shu knew that this clump of flowers was telling the viewers that the hope of this empty city would one day fill everyone's hearts.

"Too strong." Huo Shu murmured to himself.

He seems to have experienced all the emotions of Shan Cen when he was painting. There is an empty city in his empty heart, but at a certain moment, a cluster of small flowers blooming in the wind suddenly grows in that empty city.

In an instant, life was injected into the empty city.

He sincerely felt that the buyer's price, which they were happy to accept at the beginning, was not enough to pay the value of the painting now.

For the first time, he had the urge to break the contract.

Did the same.

"Shan Cen, do you want to change the picture?"

Shan Cen just took off his apron, and when he heard Huo Shu's nonsensical words, he paused, "Why?"

Huo Shu said anxiously: "Because I think this painting is not equal to the price, you deserve more."

"No need." Shan Cen rejected the other party's proposal without hesitation.

At the beginning, the other party didn't know what he would paint, so he offered twice the price.Now the other way around, he can't fail to keep his word.

Moreover, he didn't feel how good the painting was.

It can only be said that he was truly invested in emotion when painting.

Huo Shu thought that he couldn't bear it, so he suggested: "Otherwise, you don't need to come forward for this matter, I will help you, just say that the painting is not finished yet, it will take more time, and then you can draw a new one. As for the current painting, there happened to be an auction recently, and I sent the painting there, and the price is definitely much higher than the current one."

"No need." Shan Cen opened the door of the workshop, and there was a 'ragdoll cat' carpet at the door, and when he listened carefully, he could hear small purrs.

He asked: "And how do you know that if I draw another one, it will definitely be worse than the current one?"

The implication is, what if better?

And he couldn't have deliberately made the painting worse.

Huo Shu: "..."

"Okay, you won!" Huo Shu compromised reluctantly, "I don't think you will accept any customization in the future, it's really a loss."

He really regretted this picture to the point that his heart was bleeding!

He likes to appreciate art, but he likes the feeling of exchanging appreciation for art for money!

Shan Cen didn't comment.

Hanging up the phone, he went out and closed the door.

Shan Xiaobai was woken up, probably because he didn't get enough sleep, he opened and closed his eyes, and finally opened them completely after several times in a row, but they were only half open.It squinted its eyes and looked at Shan Cen. After a while, it stretched out its limbs, and its small fists also stretched out, revealing sharp little claws.

Very cute!

Seeing Shan Cen squatting down and reaching out his hand, it quickly rolled away to avoid it, and then walked towards the cat's nest without looking back.

Shan Cen: "..."

In the piano and chess gallery, Huo Shu looked at the paintings on the big screen and couldn't move his eyes for a long time. He still felt uneasy.

But Shan Cen has already said so, he can't do anything, he can only secretly post a circle of friends.

[Huo Shu: Oh!See a special one!special!special!Stunning painting, but because the price has been set long ago, so I can only reluctantly send it away. Personally, I feel that the little brother of the artist is a blood loss! ! ! 】

Huo Shu runs a gallery and has added many painters. After seeing his circle of friends, everyone asked him to post pictures to see how amazing he is.

--"let me see!"

- "Expose it!"

……

Huo Shu chose a reply.

——"After signing the contract, I can only be beautiful by myself, but I dare to use my gallery to guarantee that if this painting is released for auction, it will definitely exceed ten million."

After what he said, others wanted to watch it even more, but Naihe signed the contract, and in the end everyone with aspirations started 'roll' in Huo Shu's circle of friends.

Sending it out without showing it is a shame.

When Huo Shu looked at Moments again, he had already received more than 100 'roll'.

Huo Shu: "..."

He took a screenshot and sent it to Shan Cen.

[Huo Shu]: Look, how many people want to see your paintings

Huo Shu couldn't help but glanced at the photo again, trying to persuade someone.Although it's immoral, well, he really doesn't want this masterpiece to be buried.

[Huo Shu]: It still feels like a loss, don't you really think about putting it up for auction?Anyway, the buyer doesn't know that you painted this painting for him.

After 1 minute, Huo Shu himself couldn't pass the test in his heart, so he replied again.

[Huo Shu]: Well, you treat me as nonsense

[Huo Shu]: We still have to be honest

[Huo Shu]: Ahhhh!When will you have a new drawing?Aren't you short of money to catch up on next month's auction?Just in time to earn a wave!

Shan Cen read the news and went back to six o'clock.

【Shan Cen】: try to

Huo Shu was so surprised that he almost jumped up.

[Huo Shu]: Really...Really?

【Shan Cen】: Yes

Shan Cen called up the calculator and calculated the balance on his card and the latest income.

Seeing that the figure was still a long way from the purchase price paid to Lin Lu, he frowned slightly, or would he rush one more picture?

[Shan Cen]: When is the auction?

【Huo Shu】: At the end of July

It was still too late, Shan Cen replied 'thank you', put away the phone, turned and went back to the room.

"Wait." Lin Lu, who was teasing the cat, suddenly stopped him.

Shan Cen turned around.

Lin Lu handed him the fruit plate on the coffee table, "Take the fruit in."

Shan Cen took it, "Thank you."

"Hey!" Lin Lu grinned, his eyes sparkling, "Don't even say thank you."

Thinking of something, Shan Cen turned around and left.

Lin Lu's voice came from behind, "No kiss, just a hug!"

Shan Cen: "..."