Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

Wednesday.rainstorm.

There was not much rain in Yan City this summer, but on the day when Jiang Xunli went out to see the art exhibition, it rained heavily.

The car from Qianmokou to Songzhuang is not very smooth, you have to transfer to three subways and two buses.The pedestrians in the car carry umbrellas, and their clothes will get wet if they are not careful when they are squeezed.It took Jiang Xunli more than an hour to arrive at the Songzhuang Art Museum. On the few steps from the bus station to the gate of the exhibition hall, his trousers were soaked by the heavy rain.

Jiang Peng's solo exhibition hall is located on the second floor of the art museum, the door is closed, and a welcoming girl is standing outside.Seeing Jiang Xunli standing at the entrance of the exhibition hall, she stepped forward to ask with a smile.

"Hello, this exhibition hall is closed for preview today, do you have an invitation letter?"

"Yes." Jiang Xunli showed her the electronic invitation letter in his mobile phone.

The welcome said: "Sorry, the electronic invitation letter needs to be confirmed by your inviter before the QR code for admission can be generated."

Inviter confirmation?Jiang Xunli was taken aback for a moment. When Jiang Peng sent him the invitation letter, he didn't mention the need for confirmation.

"Click 'Get Inviter Confirmation' in your invitation letter and select the inviter. The system will send a confirmation message to the other party's mobile phone. After the other party confirms, you can display the admission code here." Welcome Explain patiently.

Jiang Xunli immediately followed the procedure and sent the information to Jiang Peng, but he did not receive confirmation from the other party.

"Excuse me, is Jiang Peng here?" He asked.

The welcome said: "He may arrive later. Are you invited by Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Xunli nodded, and showed the welcome guest the WeChat message he had received.

This kind of preview before the opening of the exhibition, most of the people who come to watch the exhibition are seniors and friends in the artist circle. Sometimes these people will invite a few well-connected art collectors to discuss the purchase of paintings in advance. No need to participate in the auction.

Regardless of whether they are artists or collectors, because of their talent and wealth, they all have some personalities and are not easy to serve.

The welcome guest looked at the WeChat interface that Jiang Xunli showed him, with a look of embarrassment on his face, not knowing what to do.This young man looked like a kid who had just graduated from college, and was dressed casually. He really didn't seem like someone who could receive an invitation from Mr. Jiang himself.

Jiang Xunli's original temperament was a little anxious, and he was not very willing to obey the rules. Before he changed, he would have started arguing with this welcome guest who didn't know how to adapt.But this is Jiang Peng's art exhibition, he didn't want the people around him to think that he was bullying or arrogant, so he suppressed his temper and waited silently.

"Huh? You guys..."

A man with half-long hair probably noticed the situation at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and walked up to him and asked, "What's going on?"

"Mr. Zhao, this person has received an electronic invitation letter, but he cannot confirm the inviter." The welcome guest was very polite from the beginning to the end. At this time, he did not slander Jiang Xunli, but just explained the current situation to Mr. Zhao objectively. .

It was only then that Zhao Yin took a careful look at Jiang Xunli, and suddenly, his eyes lit up: "It's you!"

Jiang Xunli was at a loss.

"The finale work of this exhibition uses you as a model."

Zhao Yin said, laughing twice: "I guess Jiang Peng is very satisfied with you, so he invited you to see his preview. He may be driving now, so it's not convenient to confirm. How about this, you send your invitation letter Send me the confirmation information, and I will help you pass."

This is a way to get the best of both worlds, Yingbin was also happy to see this result, so he didn't say anything.

Zhao Yin is also a painter who has gradually become famous in Yan City in recent years. With him as a guarantee, Jiang Xunli quickly passed the confirmation and entered the exhibition hall.

He thanked Zhao Yin, but Zhao Yin said: "Jiang Peng is not very sophisticated. He sent you an invitation letter without telling you that you need to confirm. It is indeed something he can do. He is not a person. A few friends, you are the first person he invited to the exhibition in private name after he returned to China."

Jiang Xunli was a little embarrassed: "Actually, he and I are not particularly close friends."

Zhao Yin looked at Jiang Xunli for a while, and said, "He is famous for painting human figures. When he meets a model with your qualifications, he will definitely take him seriously. He probably regards you as his muse!"

The two walked side by side in the exhibition hall, turned a corner, and Jiang Xunli saw a very familiar painting on the opposite wall.

"It's a beautiful painting." Zhao Yindao, "He is still so good at grasping the model's temperament and arranging such a spiritual setting. However, I think this setting is probably his own bed, right?"

Jiang Xunli nodded, looked away from the painting, his face felt a little hot.

Standing in front of a painting of himself nude with a stranger was just... a little too embarrassing.Jiang Xunli pretended to visit other paintings, then turned and walked to the side.

The back view of Zhu Weiwei, which he had seen at Jiang Peng's house, was also on display.

It was hung in the middle of a corridor, adjacent to the other two female nude paintings.Jiang Xunli could feel that there was a soul-suppressing talisman drawn by himself on the back of the painting, and he couldn't help laughing: Even the ghosts were scattered by him, and Jiang Peng even put that talisman on the back of the painting, which is quite interesting of.

"Ah, it's her."

Zhao Yin followed, with a bit of embarrassment in his tone: "Zhu Weiwei is also a good mannequin. Her body is very individual, and she is the type preferred by body artists. I remember that she worked for Jiang Peng for more than a year. Model, it's just... I heard the news of her death before, but I couldn't believe it."

"You know her?" Jiang Xunli asked.

"Of course, this circle is actually not that big. Zhu Weiwei is a professional mannequin, and I hired her too." Zhao Yindao, "However, she only likes Jiang Peng, and she doesn't pretend to talk to others."

"When was the last time you saw Zhu Weiwei...?" Jiang Xunli asked.

Zhao Yin was a little puzzled, but he still replied: "One day in mid-June, I remember, I saw her in a bar that several of us often went to. She seemed to be in a bad mood that day..."

"June NO.19?"

"I don't remember clearly, maybe it is." Zhao Yin said, feeling a little unusual, glanced at Jiang Xunli, and asked, "What did you ask her to do?"

Jiang Xunli did not answer, but continued to ask: "Did she go alone that day, or was she accompanied by others?"

Zhao Yin looked at Jiang Xunli, hesitated for a while, and said: "A person. I went to say hello to her, but she ignored me... There were others who tried to strike up a conversation, but they all seemed to be rejected. That day I Leaving early, she was still there when she left the bar. I don't know if anyone was with her afterwards."

After finishing speaking, he put his hand on Jiang Xunli's shoulder teasingly, and said with a smile, "You care so much about Zhu Weiwei? Could it be because she has pursued Jiang Peng?"

Jiang Xunli was thinking, wondering if there was any monitoring in a dark place like a bar.He didn't care about being put on his shoulders, and he was still thinking hard.

Zhang Chuan has tried to investigate the whereabouts of Qi Xiaotian's ashes or corpse through the crematorium.Zhu Weiwei was confirmed dead in the bar at that time, and the owner of the bar called the police, and the police and medical staff were present for a series of subsequent treatments.

She donated her body, so there was no funeral process.Now that her body is missing, apart from the hospital and the Second Medical University, only the bar may provide clues.

Zhao Yin's hand slid back from Jiang Xunli's shoulder, stroking his back.

"Xiao Li!"

Jiang Peng's voice came suddenly.

Jiang Xunli turned his head immediately, and saw Jiang Peng throwing off the old man who was following him, and strode towards him.Jiang Peng came to Jiang Xunli's side, stretched out his hand to pull him over, lowered his head slightly and asked, "Is the injury healed?"

"Ah...it's ready." Jiang Xunli was a little sluggish, and his mind was still stuck in what Jiang Peng called him just now.

Jiang Peng's grandfather walked slowly to the two of them, and greeted Jiang Xunli with a smile: "Hi, Xiaoli, we meet again!"

Jiang Xunli immediately replied: "Hello!"

"Hello Mr. Ge!"

Zhao Yin greeted Jiang Peng's grandfather with a smile, turned his eyes between Jiang Peng and Jiang Xunli, and leaned over to ask: "Where did you find such a small model? It's really lucky, lend it to me another day." painting……"

"He is my friend, not a professional model." Jiang Peng interrupted Zhao Yin coldly, and glanced at him indifferently.

Zhao Yin didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "It's your friend, forget it. But your painting is so beautiful, do you plan to auction it or... make a price? Or, I'll exchange two landscapes for you..."

Jiang Peng frowned slightly upon hearing this, and said, "Not for sale."

Zhao Yin stopped talking, looked back and forth between Jiang Peng and Jiang Xunli several times, and smiled meaningfully.Jiang Xunli didn't know what the two were fighting, so he just buried himself in sending a message to Zhang Chuan, asking if he could arrange for investigation and monitoring.

The arrival of Jiang Peng attracted the attention of most people in the exhibition hall, but within a few words, several people who were invited to watch the preview came together, opening their mouths to praise and compliment, most of them were still aimed at Jiang Peng. The painting where Xun Li was the model.

Jiang Xunli listened to the people talking eloquently, and only then did he vaguely know that Jiang Peng actually named the painting - "Beauty"

"Hey! This is the 'beautiful woman', right?" A middle-aged man with full hair but a bright face looked at Jiang Xunli with a smile and said, "He is really a good-looking talent! Mr. Jiang still has such a unique vision!"

"Oh, it's really him! The painting is so alluring, I didn't even recognize him when I put on the clothes!"

"How does the young man usually pick up jobs? Do you need to make an appointment?"

Jiang Xunli: ...

who is he?What is he doing? ?Why did he come to this art exhibition? ? ?

Came to be a mascot? !

Jiang Peng's fingers holding Jiang Xunli's arm tightened slightly.

Among the people who came together, there were many seniors who became famous much earlier than him, as well as wealthy collectors, who were above him in terms of age and social status.He couldn't shake the faces of these people like he did when he talked to Zhao Yin, and he felt a little depressed for a while.

"Hey, I said you guys are almost done! This kid is a friend of my Xiaopeng, not a little model! Don't go too far!"

Jiang Peng's grandfather was unhappy and interrupted.

He is a highly respected calligrapher, and also the honorary president of the Huaxia Calligraphers Association, and he still has the right to speak in the art circle.With this utterance, everyone apologized to Jiang Xunli obsequiously.

"Hey, Mr. Ge, you should have said it earlier!" The middle-aged man who was smiling all over his face immediately changed his attitude, "Look at this kid's handsome eyebrows, eyes, and demeanor, he must have received a good art education Are you from a family of artists, too?"

Jiang Peng's grandfather smiled and beat Tai Chi back, chatted with the group of people, and said to Jiang Peng: "Take Xiaoli around, I will chat with these old friends!"

"Okay, grandpa." Jiang Peng nodded, took Jiang Xunli's wrist, and led him away from the crowd.

The author has something to say:

--small theater--

Zhao Soy Sauce: (Sneaking behind his back...)

Painter Jiang: Xiaoli! (Get away from that big trotter!)

Zhao Soy Sauce: Is the painting for sale?

Painter Jiang: Not for sale! (If you want to sell it, you will never sell it to you! =Dish=)