The Romance of a Young Painter

Zhou Nianjiu returned home and was warmly received by Wen Juan. He looked at the impromptu "Celebrate Leaving Order" slogan behind the sofa in the living room speechlessly, and said, "Dad, why did you do this again?"

Wen Wenyuan said: "Father is so happy. I didn't expect Xiao Nian to find a girlfriend before Ju An. This is great news. Let's have a drink tonight to celebrate." He didn't know where to take out a The bottle of champagne was shaken.

"Wait!" Zhou Nianjiu hurriedly stopped him, and then he heard muffled laughter from the other direction. He looked over there and found that Wenmingyuan's mobile phone was stuck there and was on a video call. It hadn't been for a while. The Wen Ju'an I saw was at the other end of the video.

"I heard from Dad that you found a beautiful girlfriend. When are you going to bring her home for us to meet?" Wen Ju'an said.

"It's nothing!" Zhou Nianjiu had already snatched the champagne from Wen Wenyuan's hand, and was looking for a place to put it away at home.

Wen Wenyuan was no longer a match for his youngest son in terms of height and physical strength, so he quickly went to the front of the video to find foreign aid: "Ju An, just at noon today, I saw Xiao Nian hugging a little girl with my own eyes."

Wen Ju'an said: "Xiao Nian, there's no need to be embarrassed about this, it's just a girlfriend, if you admit it openly, it's over, Dad and I won't embarrass her."

"Brother, have you already said yes or no, important things three times." Zhou Nianjiu emphasized, "It's all Dad's random guess."

Wen Juan was surprised and said: "You are not the kind of person who hugs people casually, let alone the other party is a girl, could it be that Dad misunderstood it?"

Wen Wenyuan protested, "I'm slightly presbyopic, isn't it short-sighted?"

Wen Ju'an smiled and said, "Then Xiao Nian, can I trouble you to tell my brother who is thousands of miles away what happened to me?"

Zhou Nianjiu didn't know how to explain the weird impulsiveness at that time, and after thinking for a long time, she finally said, "It's not right anyway, don't make random guesses, if I find a girlfriend, I will definitely tell you."

Wen Wenyuan looked at the younger son in disappointment, then slowly turned his head to the elder son, and said, "Forget about Xiao Nian, Ju An, you are already 26, right, where's your girlfriend?!"

Zhou Nianjiu lay on Wen Wenyuan's shoulder, winked at his elder brother, and said, "That's right, brother, where is sister-in-law, is there any shadow?"

Wen Juan didn't expect that the blame would turn to him so quickly, but how could he be easily overwhelmed by this battle? He cleared his cough and said, "It's not determined yet, but we already have a target."

"What?!" Wenming Yuan Zhou Nianjiu exclaimed at the same time.

Then Wen Wenyuan grabbed the phone and asked like a cannonball: "When did it happen? Why don't I know? What's your name, how old is it, where does it work, are your parents here, and are there any other brothers and sisters?"

Wen Juan said calmly, "Dad, do you still remember that my assistant took a foreigner's file and linked to your company a while ago?"

"It seems that there is such a thing," Wen Juan's company is doing special research, so some sensitive employees of his company are attached to Wenmingyuan's advertising company, especially in the past six months Wen Juan has introduced several This type of high-level talents, because there is only one foreigner among them, Wen Wenyuan quickly remembered, and then took the case, saying, "Is that foreigner a man?"

"Dad, you discriminate against homosexuals?" Wen Juan looked distressed.

Good father Wenmingyuan is very conflicted in his heart. There are not many such people in the media industry. He usually reads a lot and thinks he is relatively enlightened, but seeing this matter spread to his son, he feels very uncomfortable. The distressed expression still softened his heart, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Xiao Nian, what about you?" Wen Juan threw the question to his younger brother.

"As long as I like it." Zhou Nianjiu replied without hesitation.

Wen Ju'an's face twitched, obviously holding back something.

Wen Wenyuan couldn't bear it anymore, he said: "Father is not discriminatory... But two big men will not last long, and they are foreigners, and the cultural difference is also big. Juan, you think again, don't do it too soon Decide."

"Don't think about it," Wen Ju'an laughed out loud after admiring the distressed expressions of his father and younger brother, "I'm not talking about him, but that he wandered somewhere he shouldn't go and attracted a girl The Internet police came to our company to investigate, and she stayed in the company for three days and three nights, I think she is quite interesting, and I plan to chase her and become my girlfriend."

"You're out of breath!" Wen Wenyuan felt as if he had been released, and it took him a long time to realize that the elder son had just remembered the incident of targeting him in the battle just now, and deliberately said half of his words to tease him.

"Wen Ju'an, it's not good for you to be like this, very bad," Wen Wenyuan called him by name, and said, "Father is very angry now, and the consequences will be serious."

"I was wrong, Dad, I won't dare to do it again next time." Wen Juan quickly admitted his mistake.

Civilization is far from accepting it.

Wen Juan winked at Zhou Nianjiu, signaling him to help persuade him.

Zhou Nianjiu also recalled it now, he turned his face to the side and pretended not to see it, soon, he felt the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate twice, opened it and saw that it was sent by Wen Juan: Weekend special VIP tickets for YOYOMA Bach at the National Center for the Performing Arts.

Zhou Nianjiu pressed down the screen of the phone without hesitation, and said to Wenming Yuan: "Dad, it's not been a day or two for my brother. We have never been able to play with him, but Dad, think about it, our family will soon have a Sister-in-law can take care of him."

Wen Wenyuan wasn't really angry at first, so he walked down the steps and said, "Internet police, right? It's very powerful just by listening to it. If you're like you, you should find a little girl to punish you."

Wen Ju'an said: "Yes, yes, Dad is right."

The father and son talked for a while longer before turning off the video.

Looking back, Wenming Yuan put aside the beautiful and regrettable misunderstanding of his youngest son, and he was anxious to go back to S City to meet his future eldest daughter-in-law, who seemed more promising.

Zhou Nianjiu returned to his long-lost life of living alone, and the day before the weekend, he received two concert tickets from Wen Ju'an by courier.He sent a message to Wen Ju'an and said: Brother, I have received two tickets.

Wen Juan understood at a glance that he meant why he bought two tickets for one person, so he replied: The assistant booked it, he thought I was going to ask your future sister-in-law.If you have a girlfriend, bring your girlfriend, if you don’t have a girlfriend, bring your boyfriend, if you don’t have any boyfriends and girlfriends, then one person will occupy two seats.

In less than a minute after returning from the whole passage, Zhou Nianjiu couldn't help feeling that his elder brother's hand speed was amazing. If he used it to draw sketches, it must be at the world record level. Process the extra ticket.He quickly thought of Shen Guangji and the new project they were perfecting together, so he sent a message to Shen Guangji: Do you have time tomorrow night?

Shen Guangji was sitting in front of a painting he was perfecting recently. A specially set ringtone reminded him that there was a message from Zhou Nianjiu. He put down his brush and picked up his phone. When he saw the words on it, he replied: What's the matter?

Come back from there soon: there is a concert and I want to ask you to listen to it together.

Shen Guangji smiled slightly, thinking of the stalkers who had been guarding around the neighborhood from time to time recently, he replied: "Okay."Send me the time and place, and we'll meet there a little earlier.

Zhou Nianjiu replied: Good.

After a while, a photo of the ticket for the concert was taken and sent over.

Shen Guangji gently put the phone aside, and turned his gaze back to the unfinished painting. On the canvas, Zhou Nianjiu, dressed in white, was holding a paintbrush in the air as if he was about to write it down. Mo cuts the background into countless fragmented areas, and the expression of the young face in the center of the canvas is pure and focused. This kind of focus is exclusive, and it isolates an independent field for the characters, so the whole person seems a bit unhuman.He looked at it quietly for a while, then picked up the paintbrush again and dipped it in paint to correct it little by little.

The next day, Zhou Nianjiu estimated the time to go out. It was dinner time, and it was the weekend. There were many people on the subway. He stood near the junction of the carriage and looked at the people who were in the closed carriage like himself. They are all looking down at their mobile phones. There is no communication between them. People seem very indifferent, and it seems that they have already reached a tacit understanding, and there is a kind of wonderful mutual tolerance.

Group portrait, fugue.

Thinking of these two words, Zhou Nianjiu's expression softened. After transferring to Line [-], there were more people. He got off at the nearest station. When he was about to walk to the National Center for the Performing Arts, his cell phone vibrated. It was Shen Guangji's call. : "Where are you?"

"Just got off the subway, how about you?" Zhou Nianjiu asked.

Shen Guangji said: "It seems that we arrived almost at the same time, I am looking for a parking space, you wait for me in the lobby."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Zhou Nianjiu walked directly to the hall.

As soon as he entered the gate, he heard someone calling him from behind: "Huh? Is that you, Zhou Nianjiu?"

Zhou Nianjiu glanced back. This person looked familiar. He should be a student from the same department and different class in the university. He didn't remember the specific name.

"It's me, congratulations." The young man looked clear, but still teased verbally, "It's still the same, great painter, you don't remember anyone."

Zhou Nianjiu said shyly, "Congratulations, long time no see."

Congratulations: "City B says it's big or small, it's the first time we've met after graduation."

Zhou Nianjiu said, "Yes."

Congratulations: "What are you doing now? Painting? Or working?"

Zhou Nianjiu said, "Painting."

Congratulations smiled and said: "You are the most individual in our department this year."

Zhou Nianjiu didn't know how to answer, so he asked, "What about you? What are you doing now?" He was not familiar with Congratulations before, but he remembered that Congratulations was the big brother who took the lead when he was in school, often leading a group of classmates. There are people from other departments and other departments organizing such activities. Of course, Zhou Nianjiu will not participate in any other activities except for Fang Leye who is dragging him there.

I only heard congratulations: "Hey, don't mention it. After graduation, I worked in the self-media for several months. I was snatched back by the old man at home as soon as I found the way. Now I am doing odd jobs in the company. By the way, your mobile phone number has not been changed. son?"

Zhou Nianjiu shook his head.

He congratulated and said with a smile: "Okay, there will be a class reunion on the first anniversary, and I will let you know when the time comes."

Zhou Nianjiu's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't answer for a while.

Congratulations saw his hesitation, and said: "Great painter, this is the face of all the students in the department, you are not allowed to be absent."