Dad's Romance

When Lin Yuxian gasped, he probably accidentally sucked in a fly and was choked to death by himself.Zheng Nanshan's mechanical prosthetic hand and the crutch that could be swung out at any time to smash his head added a hint of fear.

"I, me, cough, I'm listening to music." Lin Yuxian took out a pocket of his suit for a long time, and there was only a boxwood Piyun, "Where is my earphone?"

"..."

Zheng Nanshan collected himself, leaned his crutches on the edge of the table, and winked at the assistant behind him who was also in a suit and leather shoes, "Paper, pen, and keys."

The three assistants handed them over respectfully.

Seeing Lin Yuxian's doubts mixed with contempt, he put the key on the dining table and pushed it in front of Lin Yuxian with his fake hand, his face sank like water, "I never thought that my little girl would be in a mess, a romantic/fluid, and a bunch of bullshit don't understand , picked a real man who values ​​love and righteousness."

"Huh?" Lin Yuxian didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd at all, he went to pour a glass of water tremblingly, and walked back tremblingly.

Zheng Nanshan began to write and draw in his notebook without raising his head, "Jiang Wei said, I am afraid that you, a dead gay, will be lonely and helpless, and I want you to live with them." He tore off a piece of paper, "This is Address, here is the key."

His gold-rimmed glasses shone brightly, and his short, shattered hair was wrapped in layers of hairspray, and it was meticulously strung together. His inherent abstinence and the words "dead homosexuality" made Lin Yuxian's anger flow from the soles of his feet. Jump straight to the top of the head.

"'Dead homosexuality' is what Jiang Wei said?!"

Zheng Nanshan raised his eyes slightly, with bottomless sarcasm, "I processed it."

"What's the original story?"

"Damn GAY." Zheng Nanshan said playfully, "We're all on our honeymoon, this time it's my brother-in-law, right?"

Lin Yuxian stood up abruptly, not sure if it was because he knew about Jiang Wei's homophobia, or because he got up too fast, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the stars were flying around, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll take the key first, the address When you send me back, you can’t understand any of the bad characters you wrote.”

Zheng Nanshan waved his assistant to push him back to his seat, tilted his head and smiled: "You are so arrogant when you want someone else's contact information."

"I'll go, your assistant is too strong, my shoulders are almost crushed." Only then did Lin Yuxian take a closer look at the thick muscles of these assistants that were bulging out through the suit jackets, and he suddenly languished, "Correct Yes, it turned out to be the bodyguard."

Zheng Nanshan smiled but said, "You said you wanted to open a gallery, why?"

"None of your business." Lin Yuxian glanced at the iron-faced bodyguard, "I mean, it has nothing to do with you."

Zheng Nanshan spread his hands and said with a meaningful smile: "What if I can help you. Hey, by the way, that ID is KOLI, an illustrator with [-] fans..."

Lin Yuxian's expression fluctuated slightly.

Zheng Nanshan turned on the phone, facing a nude BL picture that wanted Lin Yuxian to find a tree with crooked neck and hang himself, with all the elements of bondage and admonishment, he said with a sinister smile: "With such pornography and violence, there are still a little less fans. You say one How did an illustrator who likes to sensationalize everyone think of harming the art industry of our country? Discovery of conscience? Devotion to righteousness? Ah, you don’t want to put these paintings in the gallery, do you?”

Zheng Nanshan raised an eyebrow, "This is not conducive to the physical and mental health of young people, Lin Yuxian. I suggest you find something reliable, such as those oil paintings that you almost won awards, which are better than these."

Lin Yuxian was a little confused: "How did you know, Jiang Wei was kept in the dark about this matter." He thought of countless people hiding from Jiang Wei and pretending to study hard in the self-study room, but actually drawing pictures and eating black money late at night, still confused, "It's impossible for him to know, and if he knows, he won't give you this bastard... My brother-in-law said. How dare you check me?!"

"Ah, this, oops, was discovered by you." Zheng Nanshan said, "You should tell me now."

Lin Yuxian gritted his teeth, it was rare for him to be serious, "Tell you the reason for opening the gallery, then don't tell Jiang Wei about my painting of dogs."

"Are you so afraid of affecting your image in his heart?" Zheng Nanshan took out a tissue from the table, took off the gold-rimmed glasses, and wiped them lazily, "Why do I feel that my little sister married a fool?"

Lin Yuxian straightened his back and stood up abruptly again, "Sister, if you want to talk or not, I'm going to my brother's house to drink some red wine."

"Okay, okay, sit down." Zheng Nanshan smiled helplessly, put back his glasses, his dark eyes were shaking with unexplainable bitterness, "Since my brother-in-law said you are a dead gay, it must be no big deal Yes, I won't expose you."

Lin Yuxian has never shared his pious original intention with anyone, and he suddenly said, more shameful than painting a color picture, "I want to sign a painter who is buried in the world like me, and if I am lucky enough to be able to open it for decades, This piece of art history can be recorded.”

"Pfft!" Zheng Nanshan almost laughed out loud when he remembered the inconsequential rounds of battle just now, "Lin Yuxian, I didn't expect you to have such a big ambition. I thought you were just addicted to raising signs at auctions."

"..."

"Stop joking, start-up capital? Location? Area? Find a few art dealers? What about the client base? Since I've been thinking about it for so long, let me take a look at the proposal."

Lin Yuxian suddenly felt a bunch of birdsong coming out of Zheng Nanshan's mouth.

He only has the answer to the first question: "60 RMB. Others, I haven't... thought about it yet."

Zheng Nanshan was almost speechless by the pitifully small number, and he laughed dumbly: "Every inch of land is expensive, and your little money is not enough to pay half a year's rent, and it is pitifully small. Lin Yuxian, are you an idiot. "He is probably used to being aggressive, and he completely uses his awe-inspiring aura to force the other party to death." Not to mention organizing exhibitions, events, and high-end parties, even if there are people who don't have good eyesight and are willing to spend money on you, what about the works? Signed How many painters? You don’t even have consignments, do you?”

Lin Yuxian: "..."

Still a bunch of birdsong.

These years, Lin Yuxian just fancied the inexhaustible flame of opening a gallery in his heart, imagining that he could gain a place in the industry like ShanghART, as for what Zheng Nanshan just said.

He is a stinky painter who knows what a fart.

"It's obviously an aircraft carrier, so it has to be a broken bridge." Zheng Nanshan said.

"You are the bridge! You are Joe!" Lin Yuxian replied weakly with a guilty conscience.

Zheng Nanshan: "Forget it, let me show you the way. It just so happens that I have also invested in many so-called art circles. I probably know the rules of this industry, and I know Eve Klein."

"nonsense."

"At the beginning, he claimed to be a pioneer artist. He used several identical monochrome paintings to become popular in the art and fashion circles, and he did many unimaginable things. Aerial sculpture, huh, isn't it just releasing balloons? As for painting with nude women's bodies, Art?"

"Zheng Nanshan, are you teaching me how to do things?" Lin Yuxian was most annoyed by others preaching in front of him, and he knew what he was implying with his not-so-smart head——

Get out of line, play out of bounds, be a clown.

Go to hell.

Zheng Nanshan gently tapped the desktop with a mechanical prosthetic hand, "60, put it on the hot search for a day, and then use investors' money to leverage your universe. I don't want to make such a compromise, so how can I beg others to buy it?"

Lin Yuxian felt that his world had collapsed.

Zheng Nanshan: "There used to be a pauper who wrote a book. He wrote a good book, registered a leather bag company, made a few fake web pages, and plated them with gold in a dirty way. He found another top-level one. A well-known screenwriter said that he wanted to put this book under the screenwriter's name, and even signed a contract with him in the name of the company, and the full payment will be made within one month."

Lin Yuxian: "?"

Where did it go.

Zheng Nanshan said directly: "He didn't know where he found the relationship. He drank a few big drinks with a few agents back and forth, took the screenwriting contract, and lied to each other that they were going to star in such and such a top class. In the end, they really lied. When I got the actor contracts of a few stars with good traffic, I paid the full payment in one month."

"Zheng Nanshan, can you...speak humanly?"

"Then he found the board of directors of our company, took a bunch of contracts, and looked for investment. And, he told the old men on the board of directors the process of how to cheat the contracts."

"got rejected?"

"His company is listed now." Zheng Nanshan paused, "The most evil thing is that he let a bunch of top-notch people praise an amateur. Amateurs are rightly popular. Not long ago, because of negative news, they got out of the circle. Then, it became popular again."

"..."

Zheng Nanshan couldn't get enough of it: "Lin Yuxian, Vanity Fair, how can there be so many principles, you have the cheek to draw a picture, there will always be what you should have."

He paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said to the bodyguard No. 1 behind him, "Hey, if I give you 500 million, let you chop off your hand and then transplant it into my arm, will it work?"

Bodyguard No. 1 faltered, made up his mind for a long time, with a firm face, "Why can't it work, boss...I'll chop it up now..."

Zheng Nanshan waved his sleeves and asked him to back down, with a sullen expression on his face, and he leaned into Lin Yuxian's ear with a sneer, "Look, he keeps masturbating."

Lin Yuxian didn't know which song he was singing, and racked his brains to think of the shameless dementia problem just now, his face turned red, and his voice sounded like a fly being swat away, "Zheng Nanshan, you pervert. "

"Besides, I have no need for this."

Zheng Nanshan picked up his crutches, tapped the ground lightly, and pushed his glasses with a mechanical hand. His facial features became more and more profound under the shadowy lights of the banquet hall, and his expression returned to the original calm. It seemed that nothing happened just now. He said dumbly : "Lin Yuxian, I am waiting for your news."

"The name of your company, why is it called 'Eclipse'?"

"Because I want to swallow the sun." When Zheng Nanshan turned and walked away, he stretched out his undamaged right hand and said with a smile, "Didn't you check me too? What kind of idiot are you?"

Lin Yuxian: "..."

The author has something to say:

It's changed to a new person's seal, the font is indeed a bit unclear, and it is already being changed.

If you don’t like it, I’ll find someone to draw it again (stubborn face.jpg)

The cover pays tribute to "Lovers in the Sky"

Thanks for watching, happy new year!