The system always wants me to attack the boss

The thin scribble painting just completed last month was just delivered today, and Ying Lingyou's fingertips brushed the canvas lightly, feeling even more worried.

He was thinking, I'm sorry, before I think of you, or when you come back to me, I will definitely find a way to divorce the Bi family.

In that painting, in fact, what was painted was very strange. It was a pair of Bi people, as gluey as paint, both wearing red clothes, walking in a very gloomy and cold environment.

In fact, even Ying Lingyou couldn't remember the lines on the red dress in his dream, so he naturally didn't realize that it was a set of auspicious clothes. He just thought, maybe in the past, that he and his lover both liked to wear some ancient clothes to go out. Reason to play.

He groped for the picture, and didn't move away for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, but finally he sighed, he still couldn't remember anything.

Perhaps, only by dreaming can he briefly remember his forgotten lover.

And here, after Bi Chuanlian woke up in his warmer room, his first reaction was to see if his father was there. When he heard that his father was not there, he took a quick step. some.

Not being there is the best thing, he just sat down on the sofa and opened the Time Movie Channel. Although he didn't know any of the actors in it, he was now enjoying these modern civilizations that he hadn't touched for a long time.

The servant warmly served him milk and snacks.

When Bi Chuanlian watched, he thought of Ying Lingyou.He thought, no matter what, he must have the contact information of the other party.If the mountain does not come, he will go to the mountain, anyway, he has always done so.

But when he turned on the phone, he got lost in a mess of contact information.Well, I don't have a real name, but I still have nicknames like Mona Lisa and Electric Kid.

He wanted to find someone who was more ambiguous, but found that there were many who were almost ambiguous. He sighed long, life is not easy, the original owner is like you, what is chasing others.

I can't even feel the least amount of love.

Apart from the exquisite candid photos in the album, there are almost no other affectionate things. It seems that he is simply addicted to Ying Lingyou's beauty.

The next weekend was weekends, which made Bi Chuanlian a little confused about what to do. He guessed that he should look for the other party, but he had nowhere to find them. When he was at a loss, someone threw an olive branch at him—it was from a dance party. invitations.

As usual, Bi Chuan would even go there, but he is not the original owner anymore, so he is not interested in this kind of prom for making friends.

Seeing that the servant still insisted on going to work with his injuries, the hand that held him the invitation was trembling, so he just opened his mouth and threw it away.

He heard the other party say to him in a flattering tone, "Mr. will also go. There are things he likes that are auctioned at the dance."

Bi Chuan didn't even know who this gentleman was referring to at first, but he quickly realized it.Yes, he is married.

They don't even have a hut to live in together, so what kind of marriage is it?

Since the other party will go, then if you go too, you should at least be able to see the other party. However, the location of the dance is far away from him. If you have to go, you have to book a ticket and get up now.

"..." This was probably embarrassing him again.

And at ten minutes to three o'clock in the evening, Bi Chuan with a tired face swiped his room card and entered a temporary hotel. He didn't have the habit of spending money lavishly, so the booking was only ordinary economy. hotel.

Along with him was the servant with a face full of wounds. Bi Chuanlian personally arranged for him a hospital, and pretended to be very fierce, threatening him that if he didn't go to the doctor again, he would really go to the hospital. The opponent fired.

That person tremblingly said "Okay", and then made the bed for him.

Bi Chuan didn't even bother to make the bed by himself. After the servant made the bed sheet, he fell on the bed without even washing up, and fell asleep directly.

If so, when he woke up the next day, he still felt that his face was not good.

He ignored the very gorgeous and flamboyant clothes that the servant next to him brought over, thinking that it was just a ball, and he just had to dress appropriately.

He simply changed into a casual dark shirt with embroidered patterns on the neckline and sides, so it didn't look so casual. He rolled up the cuffs of the shirt, and this time he didn't refuse the watch that the servant handed over.

After changing into trousers and a coat, Bi Chuanlian went straight out of the hotel.

The weather here is also extremely cold, even though he is wearing a windbreaker, it still can't block the bone-piercing wind at all.

Bi Chuan shivered several times, but his body still didn't warm up, so he could only trot to the gate of the ball. He thought he was going in to ask for an invitation, but he didn't expect to let him go directly.

It seems that his face is quite recognizable here.

As soon as he entered, a beam of bright spotlights slammed directly on his body, and Bi Chuanlian squinted his eyes because of the stabbing, thinking that he was paying more attention to him.

But looking around, I really don't know anyone here.

And there were quite a few people who came to get close to him. Bi Chuan even had the same attitude towards them, being polite and humble, nodding his head and exchanging a few words before leaving, which was also his previous style.

But obviously, his attitude was very abnormal, so abnormal that almost immediately several people showed surprise and whispered together.

Bi Chuan didn't even care about them, and went straight to the auction hall. It was said that Yingling's party was coming, but he didn't know if he had already come.

The original owner obviously rarely came into the auction house, and when he came in, he heard someone gossiping, "Look who is that, it's actually that arrogant young master of the Bi family."

"What is he doing here? Does he have this appreciative look?"

"You don't know about that. I heard that Mr. Ying is here today. I guess he has some other purpose. The drunkard's intention is not to drink."

"Don't say it, don't say it, he is here."

Bi Chuanlian was really ashamed. He searched around, but he heard a lot of dirty things, but he didn't see a decent person he was looking for.In the end, I simply waited here, admiring the objects here, which are actually similar to those in the museum, except that there are many private collections here.

He looked around a few times, but he was attracted by a painting. This painting is actually nothing, but the scene in the painting is familiar to him.

It is a scene of a campus, and it depicts a man with a familiar figure, who is carrying a young man with bandages on his back, but he has no face, and there are almost no facial features on his face.

Probably because the painter's painting skills are not bad, the whole painting doesn't look so weird.

But Bi Chuanlian still felt familiar.

The name of the painting is: Youth.

Bi Chuan stared at the painting carefully for a long time, and at the end he didn't know where the alarm clock had a flash of inspiration. He suddenly remembered, and remembered the reason why he felt familiar...

Suddenly, a warm feeling came from the chest. Although it was somewhat unbelievable, it was indeed true. This picture, painted, was the university in the first life.

Bi Chuanlian still remembers that he was threatened by the system at that time, his leg was damaged, and he was sitting in the security booth helpless, and then he was picked up by him, who was a senior brother at the time, and went back to the dormitory.

It's really rare, that scene is too long, and it seems like it's been a lifetime, but it appears in this world, as if someone still remembers the memories of the past.

Bi Chuanlian thought again that when he was a dragon before, he picked up the building blocks in that chaotic dream for a reason.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the painting, but when he realized that it belonged to someone else, he restrained himself and stopped his behavior.

He glanced at the auction price. Fortunately, this photo is not particularly expensive, but it's a bit hard to say, he doesn't know how much money he can spend.

After thinking about it, Bi Chuan went to the door to get a signboard for the auction, and then chose a place to sit and wait for it to start.

He didn't quite understand the rules here, and he thought they were all sitting here, but he didn't expect a waiter to come and ask him if he wanted to change to the upper class, but Bi Chuan immediately refused.

It is close to the door, and the terrain is relatively good. It is easy to wait for people, and it is also easy to stop people.But even though he sat and waited until the auction started, he didn't see anyone he was waiting for.

Forget it, this trip was not in vain, Bi Chuan even comforted himself, thinking that it would be fine to take this meaningful painting back.

But what he never expected was that this painting, which was nothing in the eyes of others, was actually paid a high price back and forth? !

Who the hell is this, is it against him? !And the person holding the sign turned out to be a person on the upper floor with a prom mask on his face.

That's right, on the second floor, there are special signs for the guests, and they are all employees hired by some auction houses.

Bi Chuan didn't even believe in evil, and was very shameless. Every time he raised the price with the other party, he just added a little bit of price, and he seemed to be determined to fight with others.

In fact, such dramas are not uncommon in auction houses, but they are somewhat bad in nature, but Bi Chuanlian does not particularly want to do this, because...

Because he really doesn't know what assets he can use. If the price is too high, it would be ridiculous if he doesn't have the money to pay it back.

The other party raised the price back and forth with him several times, and finally seemed to give up. After the two hammer sounds passed, he did not increase the price, but Bi Chuan could hear the other party's kicking over angrily. The sound of chairs. ...

Hearing that, Bi Chuanlian's heart skipped a beat for no reason. He didn't bring any bodyguards with him when he came out this time. What if this person wants to "discuss" with him later...

The sound of kicking the chair was inexplicably as loud as kicking at Bi Chuanlian's side.

In the end, after three hammers, Bi Chuanlian took down the painting without difficulty.

He looked up with some guilt, and the curtain there was lifted, but because of the angle, Bi Chuanlian couldn't see the person coming out at all.

He tried to persuade himself to put his heart back into his throat, now it is a society ruled by law.

He was lured out by the person in charge, and went to the reception room to do the last step of liquidation, which required Bi Chuanlian to sign.

The person in charge of the auction house had a flattering smile on his face. After all, no one thought that this pair of works that were not masters would be auctioned for such a good price.

Bi Chuan leaned on the sofa, and after signing, he always felt very uneasy.

And this kind of unreliability, until he held the painting, walked out of the ballroom, and walked to the underground parking lot. Before he opened the door, he was pressed against the wall forcefully.

Boom!It was the sound of Bi Chuanlian's back being smashed!It seemed to be excruciatingly painful, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on Bi Chuanlian's forehead in an instant, and he let out a light gasp.

"If you want to see me, you don't hesitate to fight against me?!"

This voice seemed to be deeply remembered by Bi Chuanlian, the dizzy starry eyes that were smashed out of his eyes did not recede, and he immediately knew who was coming...

He subconsciously wanted to grab his opponent's hand, but he was freed by a clever force.

Bi Chuanlian was a little wronged, even a little sad.

But the other party was still attacking him, "Do you want me to notice you in this way? I just think you are stupid, I didn't expect you to be so calculating!"

Such a roar made Bi Chuan even more wronged, who... who would know that it was you on the second floor...

When the stars in his eyes finally dissipated, Bi Chuanlian finally saw the person he had been waiting for.

How to say that sentence, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns, even though the other party's face is so stinky now...