My conditions do not allow me not to be red (rebirth)

The woman and her Chinese companion did not chat with Jin Feng all the time, and after a while, the two people parted ways.

Jin Feng continued to stand silently in front of the painting with Wang Yang, as if they really came to see the painting exhibition together.

Jin Feng began to take the initiative to say something to Wang Yang.

Although it mostly revolves around paintings, words are limited.

Wang Yang kept thinking "What does Jin Feng mean by 'thank you' just now?" "Who am I, where am I, what am I doing", following Jin Feng in rhythm:

Jin Feng opened his mouth, if he didn't understand, just listen to it, if he understood, just answer a few words.

All the way to the last painting in this "Paperclip" pavilion.

The painting is about two figures embracing each other. The artist named this painting: Lovers.

Wang Yang stood still, not to mention admiring, because those messy things were circling around his mind, and he didn't even look at them very distracted.

Until Jin Feng sighed and said lightly: "It's a pity."

pity?

With both hands in his pockets, Jin Feng looked at the painting: "I don't have one yet," I don't have a lover, "I can't appreciate this painting."

Wang Yang accurately extracted the essence from these words: single, body.

Wang Yang said in his heart that it is normal for you to be single, not to mention that you are only 28 or 9 years old now, how many years later, when you are in your thirties or four, you will still be single.

Looking at the painting in front of him again, Wang Yang felt that it meant another word for Jin Feng: cruel.

"Okay." Jin Feng turned around and faced Wang Yang again, "The last painting is over, it's over."

Wang Yang nodded.

Jin Feng looked at him seriously.

Wang Yang didn't understand for a moment.

Jin Feng bent his lips: "Thank you for accompanying me to see the art exhibition today."

At this moment, Wang Yang's emotional intelligence and fluent answers to others were all down.

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to reply.

Jin Feng continued to look at him, pretending to be like that: "What's your name?"

Wang Yang will answer this question: "Wang Yang, Ji Wang Yang."

Jin Feng nodded: "Jin Feng."

When the man introduced himself in this way, the lighting above the exhibition hall and the special spotlight on the top of the painting combined his deep and three-dimensional facial features, his undiminished seriousness, and even his shirt, watch, trousers, and leather shoes. Show it in front of yourself.

Wang Yang could see it clearly.

His Adam's apple rolled, slightly startled by such a formal acquaintance.

The embarrassing brief encounter in the previous life has not been completely erased from his mind, and the sudden unexpected encounter and such a formal acquaintance in this life have been laid out before his eyes.

Is it lucky?

Or did God give him another chance, and he didn't hesitate to re-acquaint him one more time?

Wang Yang's heart was surging, and he fixed his eyes on Jin Feng.

Jin Feng looked back at him and thought to himself, he is really just a little boy, and his state in front of the camera and at work is still different from his usual state.

Wang Yang looked a little quiet in private and didn't talk much.

Maybe slow?Will it naturally show a positive and positive side when you are familiar with it?

But last night, when Kang Shi mentioned Wang Yang, he clearly said that Wang Yang had a good personality, very relaxed and generous.

How did he get here...

Jin Feng couldn't help but began to reflect on himself again: Is it really his problem?

Just at this time, behind Wang Yang, a few meters away, the assistant held up the mobile phone in his hand, and frequently signaled Jin Feng.

Jin Feng glanced over and knew that he was busy with work, and sighed that today's "date" would come to an end.

He nodded to Wang Yang, and finally said, "I'm very happy today."

—

Wang Yang walked out of the exhibition hall.

"Wang Yang!" Kang Shi chased him out.

He didn't explain why he didn't show up and left Wang Yang alone to watch the exhibition, but only handed Wang Yang a wrapped square thing in his arms.

Wang Yang took it:?

Kang Shi: "Paint."

Wang Yang was taken aback: "You gave it to me?"

Kang Shi laughed: "I even have to raise funds for my own development. Where can I get money to buy paintings for you. Mr. Jin gave it to you."

Wang Yang was taken aback.

Kang Shi: "But it's not the ones displayed in the art exhibition. You'll know when you go back and have a look."

On the way back, after the taxi, Wang Yang hugged the painting the whole time.

The elder brother looked at him from the rearview mirror and persuaded: "Put it aside, won't you be tired if you hold it?"

Wang Yang didn't move, and continued to hug.

Back at the apartment, Luo Hui saw him coming back with a big thing in his arms, thought it was a package, and wondered, "What did you buy?"

Wang Yang went back to the bedroom without saying a word.

After entering the room, put the painting on the table and unpack it.

When Luo Hui entered, he saw Wang Yang sitting at the table, looking at a painting standing against the wall in front of him.

Luo Hui approached, wondering, didn't he go to see the exhibition, why did he buy a painting back.

Luo Hui didn't know much about painting, let alone the value of artworks, so he asked casually, "How much? Do you want 200?"

Wang Yang sat quietly at the table, looked at the painting, and replied, "I don't know."

do not know?

Wang Yang: "It was given by someone else."

Sent?

Kang Shi sent it.

The camera teacher is quite generous.

Luo Hui approached the painting, wanting to see what happened, Wang Yang suddenly said: "I don't know how much it is now, but in a few years, it will be about 200 million."

Luo Hui almost tripped over the table and died.

What? 200?

Luo Hui stared and gasped, looking at the painting as if he was looking at Jinshan.

Wang Yang's heart was also full of turmoil.

This painting turned out to be the "starry sky" owned by Jin Feng that he found online in his previous life.

At that time, he could find it because Jin Feng donated this painting at a charity dinner, and the price was clearly marked, which was exactly 200 million.

At that time, when he went home, he looked at the hundreds of thousands of "starry sky" he owned by his bedside, and he also felt that different people have different lives, and different paintings have different lives.

Now, the starry sky of "life is precious" is clearly placed on his desk.

Wang Yang doesn't know how much this painting is now, but he knows that Jin Feng bought it and gave it to him.

And the phrase "I'm very happy today" that Jin Feng said to him before leaving.

Wang Yang looked at the painting silently, thinking: He is also very happy.

That night, the very happy Wang Yang not only chatted and played the guitar in the live broadcast room, but also sang several recently popular songs to fans and netizens.

The fans in the live broadcast room were so excited that they frantically scrolled through the music, and the gifts flew up.

Everyone can also see that their Xiao Hai is in a very good mood today. When everyone asked him to sing before, he was able to sit and sing a few lines in front of the camera.

Studio--

[Isn't Xiaohai shooting a magazine?What good happened? 】

[Looking at the schedule in Chaohua, the filming was finished yesterday. 】

[After filming yesterday, I didn't return to the set today. Is this a rare holiday to let yourself go? 】

Wang Yang continued to sing, expressing his happy mood today. He didn't even stop "Aunt Jiang" from buying gifts in the live broadcast room.

After singing a song, seeing the familiar special effects of ten bursts of deep-water torpedoes all over the screen, Wang Yang even uncharacteristically said to "Aunt Jiang" who was swiping gifts through the screen: "Swipe, let me see how much you can swip at most in one night. "

Studio--

【Hahahaha, Xiaohai has become 'rebellious'. 】

[Old Jiang, come on!Let them see and see when they are young. 】

【I also want to know. 】

When the special effects of the gifts occupied most of the screen in the live broadcast room, Wang Yang was still sitting in front of the camera, chatting with "Aunt Jiang" across the Internet.

"Mr. Jiang, does your son have any objections to you brushing like this?"

Studio--

[Boss Jiang?Xiao Hai, you are too ignorant of flattery. Every time I enter the live broadcast room and see my aunt, I always call my mother directly. 】

[Lao Jiang actually has a son? 】

[How many sons?Are you still missing?I want to sign up. 】

At this time, Wang Yang's mobile phone vibrated.

[He has no objection. 】

Wang Yang held up his mobile phone and looked at the lens with a smile, as if he was looking at "Aunt Jiang" across the live broadcast room.

Studio--

[Here we come, Lao Jiang replied to his message. 】

[What did you say, what did you say back?Xiao Hai, don't be stingy, read it to us too. 】

Wang Yang really read it.

"She said she had no problem."

Studio--

[I guess so, such a rich and generous mother, I have no problem with me. 】

【I have.Mom, why don't you give me money? 】

Seeing these words, Wang Yang smiled and said, "My dear, have you seen that everyone is more enthusiastic about you than me now."

Wang Yang sat in front of the camera, raised his mobile phone to his lips, and sent a voice in public: "Do you want to say hello to everyone?"

【no need. 】

Wang Yang saw this and said to the live broadcast room: "Auntie said 'no need'."

Studio--

[? ? ?What's the meaning?We don't deserve it? 】

Wang Yang smiled and continued to speak in public: "But everyone is looking forward to it."

【That's their business. 】

After Wang Yang read this reply, the live broadcast room——

[Old Jiang, you are too indifferent to say that. 】

[I call your mother every day in the live broadcast room, is this your attitude? 】

[It can be seen that we are really unworthy, Auntie only likes Wang Yang. 】

Wang Yang said again: "Come on, let's say hello."

【Handshake.jpg】

This time, Wang Yang turned the screen of his mobile phone and pointed it at the live broadcast camera, so that everyone can see this emoji.

Studio--

[Just shake hands and it's over?You don't have any other emoticons? 】

[This attitude, capitalized disgust and perfunctory. 】

[Auntie's 'Mr. Jiang' has been set up. 】

【Handshake.jpg】

【I'm also here for a warm handshake. 】

Wang Yang was already lying on the table with a smile, his furry head facing the camera.

On the other side of the network, Jin Feng watched the live broadcast and checked the news on his mobile phone, with a smile on his lips.

He could also see that Wang Yang was in a very good mood during the live broadcast today.

It was so good that emotions overflowed the live broadcast room.

Jin Feng couldn't help but think of the painting exhibition during the day.

He picked up the phone:

[I'm in such a good mood today, what good thing happened? 】

After thinking about it, Jin Feng said:

【Where did you go during the day? 】

Xiaohai: Look at the art exhibition.

【In such a good mood, did you see a painting you like? 】

The prompt "The other party is typing" flashed for a while.

Xiao Hai: The painting is okay, but I met an unexpected person.

unexpected.

Jin Feng tasted these four words silently, and typed while humming:

[How unexpected? 】

Xiaohai: I just never expected to meet him.

[So you're in a good mood? 】

Xiaohai: nodding.jpg

This time Jin Feng was in a great mood, so good that the corners of his lips that had been hanging slightly were parted, and he couldn't even take them back.

Xiao Hai: That person even gave me a painting.

Jin Feng didn't ask about the painting.

【Unexpected, what about painting? 】

Xiao Hai: Unexpected.

[Why is the painting unexpected? 】

The other party is typing.

It took almost half a minute to type before Wang Yang's reply popped up.

Xiaohai: When I received that painting and saw that painting, I felt that he and I were very destined.

Destined...

Jin Feng slightly narrowed his smiling eyes.

Not long after, a film of gift special effects exploded in the live broadcast room.

Wang Yang was stunned as to why Mr. Jiang started again, and the live broadcast room exploded——

[Fuck!Did Lao Jiang use that custom mode just now?

Am I blind? !

One deep water is 1000 yuan, and he customized 500 deep waters at a time, and even made ten consecutive ones!

How much is this TM! 】

[I pressed the calculator ten times! 500!That TM is 500 million! 】

【Fuck! 】