Dumb painter giants grudge

On the day Wen Rang left for City Y, there was a downpour in City Q, which affected Wen Rang's mood a bit.

But when I got off the bus in City Y, the sky was clear and the temperature was pleasant.

City Y is a city near the sea, Wen Rang booked a hotel by the sea, and even booked a sea view room quite luxuriously.

As soon as the curtains are opened, you can see a large area of ​​blue and a little bit of white, and only a corner of the sandy beach, where people are walking.

Wen Rang walked around the hotel for a day, stopped and stopped, and was a little tired. The art exhibition will be held for the first time tomorrow, and he will go to see it tomorrow, so he needs to have a good night's rest.

When he was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, Wen Rang received a message from He Shishen.

"What are you doing, you don't take the initiative to contact me."

"Did you miss me?"

"have you slept."

Wen Rang was a little sleepy, and didn't want to mess around with him.

So he replied casually: "Nothing, I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep, good night."

Then put the phone aside and fell asleep happily.

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"Good night."

He Shishen looked at these two words and fell into deep thought for a long time.

What did he mean when he said good night to me?Good night?Is it good or caring?

--------Good night?

Thinking can't give you an answer. He, who has zero love experience, opened Baidu and typed: "What does it mean when someone who likes you says good night to you?"

As a result, Baidu came up with various answers.

But He Shishen saw the most reliable one, um, the most reliable one in He Shishen's opinion,

"Good night = wan-an = wo-ai-ni-ai-ni = I love you ~ love you!"

——He really loves me!Also tell me in disguise!

———He loves me so much!I can't show weakness!

He Shishen rolled around on the bed twice with his mobile phone in his arms. Although he was about to run to three, but when love came, it was only thirteen.

"Good night to you too." Editor He Shishen sent a text message.

The next day was still sunny, and Wen Rang took an online car-hailing car to the art exhibition.

The official activities are indeed rigorous. The exhibition hall of the art exhibition is in an auxiliary building of the Municipal Gymnasium. The exhibition ranges from the first floor to the fourth floor, and each floor has nearly a hundred paintings.

Wen Rang only provided five of his own paintings. After all, this kind of activity is relatively large, and he is not a famous master.

As the time approached ten o'clock in the morning, more and more people came to watch, and the exhibition halls on the first and second floors were crowded for a while.

It seems that the appeal of official activities is indeed different, and a large number of media came to take pictures. A reporter asked Wen Rang to interview him. After Wen Rang refused, he could almost be described as fleeing.

Wen Rang saw his own work on the second floor, which was very prominent, but he only took a quick look, after all, most painters themselves didn't think highly of his work.

After browsing through the four floors one by one, Wen Rang was a little depressed. Although I always knew that there are people outside the mountains, there are still some gaps every time I face the reality.

As expected, I am still very bad, Wen Rang thought.

Wen Rang was a little tired and hungry after watching it all morning, so he was going to go out of the exhibition hall and go back to rest.

Wen Rang ordered a takeaway to be delivered to the hotel in advance, reckoning that he should be able to eat it when he arrives at the hotel.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to eat out, it's just that he has some communication problems... He is quite unwilling, and the second is that he is unfamiliar with the place, and he is afraid of getting lost and going around in circles.

Fortunately, Wen Rang received a call from the takeaway boy just after he arrived at the front desk of the hotel. Wen Rang had no choice but to hang up the phone and edit a text message to send.

When we arrived at the door of the room, the delivery boy was waiting at the door. Wen Rang took the delivery, bowed, and the delivery boy returned a half-understanding smile and left.

Wen Rang is a little tired, it seems that he is not suitable for going out, and doing everything is a little more difficult than others.

With a ding, Wen Rang opened the door with the key card, and just put down the takeaway and washed his face after entering, there was another knock on the door.

Wen Rang wiped his hands and went to open the door.

... He Shishen?

Wen Rang OS: How did he get here?

"Don't look at me with this expression, you miss me, didn't I rush over to see you right away?" He Shishen took out a bouquet of flowers from behind.

Same as last time, red roses.

Wen Rang neither took the flowers nor let him in.

"Are you going to be angry with me again? Then let me admit my mistake in advance and blame me, okay?" He Shishen went to push the door open by himself, and squeezed in from Wen Rang.

He forced this again, Wen Rang couldn't help him, so he had to close the door.

He Shishen put the flowers on the bedside, "Why do you eat takeaway? How unhealthy, look how thin you have become, let's go out and eat."

Wen Rang ignored the other party habitually, went to pick up the takeaway and put it on the coffee table, ready to eat.

"I didn't eat either." He Shishen sat down next to Wen Rang, "I really didn't eat. I came all the way here and didn't even eat breakfast."

"Don't ignore me, my stomach is so hungry, hey. You touch it."

Wen Rang OS: Damn, it's so noisy.

Faced with this chattering mouth, Wen Rang simply threw a pair of disposable chopsticks to him, and divided the takeaway into two portions.

"A Rang, you are so kind." He Shishen took apart the chopsticks, "Not only miss me, but also give me food."

Wen Rang OS: Who weaved what lies for him?

A few minutes later, He Shishen expressed unprecedented emotion: "It turns out that the takeaway is so delicious, no wonder Lei Yuan often eats it in the office."

Wen Rang looked at him like a dog [antique].

"Don't get me wrong, Lei Yuan is my assistant. Although he is with me in my work and life, we have nothing at all, and he has a girlfriend. Don't think too much about it, don't be jealous for me."

He Shishen didn't know that he had already become the kind of person he hated the most—"self-righteous, self-righteous and passionate person".

+++++ Self-righteousness may be true, but self-righteousness may not be.

Wen Rang really didn't understand which step he did wrong, so that the other party seemed to be suffering from hypochondria.

After eating, Wen Rang is going to take a nap, the habit of taking a nap is what Wen Rang has maintained since elementary school, and he can't go without sleep for one less day.

Wen Rang took out the paper and pen prepared by the hotel from the decorative bamboo basket on the coffee table, wrote what he wanted to say on it, and put it in front of the other party.

"I'm going to take a nap, you go back, and we'll talk about it when we go back to Q City."

After He Shishen finished reading, he didn't intend to leave. He continued to sit on the sofa, while Wen Rang stood aside weakly.

"I want to take a nap too." He Shishen blinked, "Don't chase me away, I drove here by myself, I didn't bring any money with me, and my phone was turned off, where do you want me to go?"

Wen Rang OS: If you run out of battery, just charge it.

It's useless to say more, Wen Rang simply unplugged his charger from the bedside and threw it to the other party.

"I don't have any money in my phone." He Shishen shook his head, "I have always swiped my card, or my assistant is in charge. I don't have any money. If you don't believe me, touch it. I don't even have a wallet. I don't have any money. You don’t have an ID card to open a room.”

...what a shoddy, artificial reason.