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Returning from Jian Ai's studio, Su Qingji sat in the old seat in the back row of the car, with long black hair naturally draped over his shoulders, wide double eyelids partly lifted, looking out of the car window.

Xi Zhu was driving the car quietly, when he suddenly heard a slightly heavy breathing from behind, he glanced back from the rearview mirror.

Su Qingji had no expression on her face, but her eyes were full of undercurrents. The colorful neon signboards on the street were reflected in her eyes. It was cloudy and sunny, but her expression was unclear.

Thinking about what Jian Ai said just now, she became more and more angry.

This scum girl, the country is easy to change and her nature is hard to change. No matter how many years pass, she can't change her romantic nature.

Six years ago, a few months before the release of "Little Cold Season", You Luo was exposed to a same-sex scandal. The paparazzi photographed her being intimate with a mysterious woman and returning to their love nest together.As soon as the news came out, it instantly reached the top of the list of hot searches. The scene of the photo that popped up was an underground parking lot. The lights were dim, so it was not clear. The woman holding hands with You Luo was wearing a mask, and no one recognized her. It was Jian Ai, a famous painter who became popular in the art world not long ago because of his outstanding appearance.

Public opinion back then was particularly unfriendly to homosexuality. Just half a year ago, a first-line actress in China was revealed to like homosexuality, and all resources were withdrawn. She was instantly confused and unable to turn around. She was under pressure and drunk at home. She did not expect a tragedy Happened, accidentally rolled down the stairs and died.

The vitriolic online violence did not stop because of the death of the actress, and the whole society was in hysterical and pathological anti-identity.

That was the first time You Luo had been hacked by the entire Internet since her debut. Some radicals even went to her Weibo and shouted, "Pervert get out of the entertainment industry".

You Luo's team is busy with all kinds of public relations, but albums, events, concerts, programs, endorsements, etc. are still all suspended.

At that time, when Jian Ai was at the lowest point in her life, she said that she had something to do in Italy and wanted to go back, so she took the plane and left, leaving her alone to face all the turbulent waves.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to cleanse himself, Su Qingji was in a hurry abroad and was thinking of mobilizing people from China to help him, but when he woke up one morning and entered Weibo, he found that something unexpected had happened And the turnaround.

I still remember the trending post on Weibo about Su Qingji.

【Gao Zirong backstage embraces Youluo】

Gao Zirong suddenly offered to help, bribed various marketing accounts, and distributed drafts wantonly, stirring up an ambiguous scandal between the two.You Luo's same sex | The team insisted that his lover was just an ordinary friend. Under the "suspected relationship" between the singer of the entertainment industry and the queen of the song, this incident that had caused a lot of trouble and almost crushed You Luo was forgotten in a blink of an eye. Too good netizens forgot.

Since Jian Ai returned to Italy, she has basically been out of contact, and it may take a day or two to reply.

Not long after the matter calmed down, You Luo received an anonymous email, which contained a few candid photos.

In the high-definition picture, Jane Ai and a blonde woman are very intimate.There are not many photos, only five, but it made her feel tight in her chest, and she flipped through them one by one. There were those with Jian Ai hugging the woman's shoulders, some around her waist, and some kissing her face intimately.

When Jian Ai returned to China, You Luo pretended to be calm, took the photo and asked her what happened, Jian Ai said nonchalantly that it was what you saw.

You Luo was already exhausted by this turmoil. After a burst of discouragement, she endured tears and broke up tiredly. Jian Ai didn't explain a word, and simply said "I agree", and flew away again. Back to Italy.

There was no news for six years, and now he finally appeared, but when he came back, he even said that he came to chase Tang Anran.

Su Qingji's chest rose and fell unsteadily.

Recalling what Tang Anran told her, she met Jian Ai because Jian Ai sent her a fan art album of "Xiaohan Season".

When that movie was released, Jian Ai had just broken up with You Luo for more than a month, and You Luo drank to drink away his sorrows every day, but this scumbag was lucky, she kept using her paintings to cast nets to raise fish.

The corner of Su Qingji's mouth twitched into a disdainful sneer. After so many years, this woman has never done anything innovative. You Luo was attracted by her paintings back then, and now she is still doing the same old tricks.

She opened WeChat, hesitated in the dialog with You Luo, thinking whether to tell her that Jian Ai was back.

Suddenly, she thought of something.

Jian Ai has already called Tang Anran, but she doesn't seem to have any contact information for Tang Anran.

Xi Zhu was waiting for the traffic lights when Su Qingji's voice from the back row came: "Bamboo."

She turned around: "what's the matter, sister?"

Su Qingji asked her without warning: "Do you have Teacher Tang's WeChat account?"

Xi Zhu nodded, "Yes."

Su Qingji said in a natural tone: "You recommend her to me."

Xi Zhu was analyzing the conversation between Su Qingji and the painter along the way, and realized that the painter was going after Tang Anran.

Teacher Tang was snatched away, she is still waiting to be the first witness of Sutang CP.

Now when Su Qingji told her to ask for WeChat, Xi Zhu's eyes lit up, his heart burst into joy, and he nodded hurriedly, "Okay, wait a minute."

Sure enough, if there is no competition, there will be no motivation. My sister finally wants to take the initiative.

She picked up the phone, turned to Tang Anran, and when she clicked on Recommend to a friend, she snapped her fingers, turned her head to look back, and asked, "Sister, should I share it with your work WeChat or private WeChat?"

Su Qingji looked up at her, then turned his eyes back to the phone screen, "Send them all."

"it is good."

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In the studio, Mo Huajie signed a check, along with compensation, and finally moved the painting away at five times the market price.

Jian Ai is not short of this little money, this painting let Mo Huajie come to talk about it, it can't get rid of the identity of Mr. Su behind him, if he can't keep it, she feels at ease to make the little upstart bleed a little more.

The people in the hall were gone, and Jian Ai returned to the room on the second floor. The laptop was on the table with a screen on, and a photo was displayed on the full screen.

Bright eyes, sweet peaches and thick plums, this is the first set of makeup photos of Tang Anran and Leng Rui officially announced by the crew of "Jiangshan Ji".

Next to it, stands an easel.

Jian Ai sat on the raised chair, looked at the rough lines just drawn on the canvas, and said to herself: "Tangtang, the little upstart seems to really care about you, this time she seems to be serious gone."

Jian Ai shook her head with a smile, with a sense of self-deprecation, "But my scumbag design seems to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."

She picked up the paintbrush, frowned again, and asked a question as if she was talking to Tang Anran:

"So Su Qingji really has a bad temper?"

She drew two strokes to outline Tang Anran's eyes, and the gentle eyebrow and eyeliner sketches took shape.

"That prickly guy since he was a child, you probably wronged you when you filmed with her."

She hung her arms, her attention was a little distracted, and with a force on her wrist, the lines under the brush suddenly changed.

The eye was instantly different.

That was the trace of her brush strokes thousands of times, and the muscle memory was not willing to forget, and she drew the appearance that was deeply imprinted in her mind while she was not paying attention.

"Tsk," Jian Ai came back to her senses, looked at her painting, her eyebrows frowned, she turned to look for an eraser, a little annoyed, "Why did you draw her again, can you have a better memory, don't draw anymore Became her."

She threw away the tools in her hand, leaned back on the chair, covered her face and took a deep breath.

At half-pay, she wiped her face, let out a long sigh, leaned over to the computer, enlarged the photo, took a careful note of Tang Anran's eyes in her heart, and then turned back to continue drawing.

Xingwan Shangfu in the capital city, the 21st floor of Building Thirteen, Tang Anran's home.

Tang Anran turned on the computer, with the microphone on the table, it looked like he had just finished singing, and the music player displayed that the original album just played was You Luo.

She put the ten cover songs carefully selected and recorded in the past two days into a USB flash drive.

Jane Ai sent her a message:

【[picture]】

[Look whose eyes are these? [laugh]】

Tang Anran clicked on the photo and was surprised: 【Are you painting me? 】

Jian Ai: [Hmm, a little spoiler, this is a meeting gift. 】

Tang Anran came prepared this time, she opened the desktop WeChat, and took a screenshot on the USB disk interface: [[raise eyebrows and laugh] I also prepared a gift for you. 】

Jian Ai held a paintbrush in her hand, and clicked on the picture. Tang Anran only cut out half of the picture, and the first half was invisible, only the audio file could be seen.

Her eyes flickered, and she guessed: [The song you sang? 】

Tang Anran: [Yes, but there are surprises. 】

Jian Ai focused, and typed a line with her fingers hesitantly: 【Whose song is it singing? 】

Immediately after that, a sentence was replied: [You are wandering. 】

Seeing these two words, although she was prepared, Jian Ai's heart tightened suddenly.

Tang Anran took the mobile phone and typed with both hands: [The gift for you, a die-hard fan of wandering, must be to sing her song. 】

Not long after they met, the two suddenly talked about domestic singers. Jian Ai asked her whose song she likes to listen to. Tang Anran immediately replied, You Luo, and said that he had liked her for many years.There was silence for a moment, and Jian Ai replied, what a coincidence, so did I.

Tang Anran looked at the photos sent by Jian Ai, her eyes were captured by her, and even she thought they looked alike, so she suddenly typed and asked: [Have you ever painted You Luo? 】

Jian Ai's heart was agitated by her sentence after sentence, she bit her lower lip: 【Why did you suddenly ask this? 】

Tang Anran: [If I can draw and like her so much, I will definitely draw her. 】

Jian Ai thought for a while, closed her eyes, and typed resignedly: [Mmm... I have drawn it. 】

Tang Anran turned off the computer, and walked to the bathroom with her mobile phone: [Then do I have a chance to take a look at it later? 】

There was no reply to the message, so she put down her phone and took a shower.

After laying down on the bed, there was a delayed sentence from the other side: [Yes, of course. 】

The two said a few more words, Tang Anran had a night show tomorrow, so she said good night in advance, and was about to go to bed, when the phone screen lit up again, she thought it was Jian Ai.

When I clicked on WeChat, I found that there was a number 1 in a red circle in the address book.

【New friend: sunianqing】

The portrait is of a hand holding a thorny red rose.

[Remarks: I am Su Qingji. 】