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Shen Yao sat on the big bed in Fu Mingyan's master bedroom. The nanny brought him a glass of water, looked at him worriedly, and finally took the door out.

Shen Yao sat for more than ten minutes, his whole body seemed to be fixed in that position by glue, his mind wanted to wake up, but his body was extremely tired.

He stared blankly at the paintings hanging on Fu Mingyan's wall.

That painting is a very distinct cubism, abstract squares and portraits are piled together, the color is gloomy, but very harmonious, the black moon and the naked and white woman lie together, the picture is absurd and gorgeous.Shen Yao noticed this painting before, but he didn't read it carefully.

This painting obviously imitates Picasso's picture presentation, good-looking is good-looking, but there is nothing to appreciate his value.

But today he suddenly felt that the painting was beautiful.That gloomy quietness, the airtight sense of space, turned the world into a canvas, and the light was also locked in the painting, distorted and eerie. Shen Yao stared at it, and suddenly felt a sense of nausea. He ran into it with all his strength. In the bathroom, I threw up my lunch on the edge of the toilet.

After vomiting, his stomach was empty and his heart was burning, Shen Yao let go of the sprayed water, and sat in Fu Mingyan's big bathtub. The water was a little hot, and his skin was immediately red, but Shen Yao didn't seem to feel it. He sat in the water Drenched in water, he took off his clothes, stripped himself clean with difficulty, and threw the wet clothes on the ground. He was naked and curled up in the hot water, motionless.

Fu Mingyan must be furious.

Shen Yao thought.

But he hadn't seen Fu Mingyan really angry.Maybe that feels good too.

He did what he wanted to do and insisted on his principles, Shen Yao did not regret it.

But he still feels so tired, he has never been more tired than now, he just wants to sleep, turn off all the sounds, and just face himself.

The hot water stimulated him to tremble slightly, Shen Yao thought in confusion, he is a real bastard, this time he is the one who is sorry for Fu Mingyan.

He doesn't love people, just because he sees that they are well-behaved, so he teases them again and again, pretending to be a docile kitten, and doing a lot of bad tricks, just to sleep with them; He refused to accept the move, so his childish sense of victory and defeat came out, and he even intensified his fight for favor, swaying in front of others as if it was a real thing, and then what?He was so shaken that people were staring at him, and he started to get scared again, wondering if it was time to run away, well, let’s just run away, but he still wanted to find such a big deal for him, using his good intentions as waste... …

Shen Yao, Shen Yao, do you think you are a criminal?

Shen Yao stared at the ceiling of the bathroom in a daze, and smiled wryly, thinking that laughing must be uglier than crying.

But to ask if it's worth it, for Zhang Tingshan, he thinks it's worth it.

Fu Mingyan and the teacher, Shen Yao asked himself, if he had to make a comparison, he might still choose Zhang Tingshan.

He loves art more than his own life.His life can be spared, how could he not insist on it because of a little guilt.

If Fu Mingyan is angry, Shen Yao is willing to take it, whatever, but he must let Zhang Tingshan be the art consultant.Because this is not something that Shen Yao should take, if he takes it, his conscience will not be settled for the rest of his life, how can he face Zhang Tingshan, how can he chat with Zhang Tingshan about changing his painting every day with a playful smile on his face?

As for Fu Mingyan.

Shen Yao feels that he owes something, but he will never retreat.

He was afraid of Fu Mingyan, Fu Mingyan's aura was too strong, Shen Yao always had a feeling that he couldn't escape in front of him, Fu Mingyan's sense of oppression was very heavy, Shen Yao was still afraid even though he had dealt with it indifferently Afraid; are you really afraid of being beaten?It seems that it is not all.It's more because of Fu Mingyan's own aura, like pulling his beard in front of a lion, of course anyone would be afraid; he is a great threat at a glance, and he doesn't need to fight at all.

But no matter how fearful it is, it is just psychological. Shen Yao has something more to care about, and he can give up his life for the sake of those other things.

If Fu Mingyan comes back, he can do whatever he wants.

Anyway, when this matter is over, he will leave the Fu family - maybe if he doesn't want to leave at that time, Fu Mingyan will just throw him out.

The water in the bathtub turned from hot to cold, Shen Yao finally stood up with his numb body, wrapped himself in a towel, and lay down on the bed.

The phone calls came one after another, and the screen of the phone kept on and off, off and on again, but it wasn't Fu Mingyan, Fu Mingyan wouldn't use this method to find him, there was a high probability that it was Gao Hai, or a media reporter, who got him number.

Shen Yao lay dead for a while, fished out his phone again, and finally sent a message back to Gao Hai, telling him not to worry, the situation is still under control.As for Gao Haixin, Shen Yao didn't care anymore.

When he realized it again, he had already clicked on the real-time hot search. Mingfang's public relations acted very quickly and responded in a timely manner. The official account first reposted Shen Yao's clarification Weibo, and somehow got the scanned version , spelled out a whole picture clearly, and issued a statement in full swing, announcing that the author of this painting is "Zhang Tingshan", because the original author gave it to Shen Yao, so the copyright belongs to Shen Yao, etc., the following The comments were overwhelmingly in favor of Shen Yao, as if the people who scolded him before did not exist.

The comments praised him for his uprightness, responsibility, and courage to speak up. Some even called him "justice" and some said he was "indifferent".

One of the most popular microblogs said that he is "a kindness that is rare to see. If it were anyone, he would not dare to make such a statement in front of huge interests. He is just, crazy, and righteous if he does not bow to capital. He who dares to be a pioneer. If he is also wrong in telling the truth, then he should kneel down and lick capital."

Shen Yao smiled wryly and sighed.

Of course, public opinion cannot have only one side. If there is no "target", public opinion will not form a "spearhead".

As expected, all the spearheads were directed at Mingfang.

Everyone is scolding Mingfang Media, saying that they can do any bad things for the sake of hype, maybe they forced them, and at this time they couldn't help it, so they came out and explained sanctimoniously according to Shen Yao's statement; some people said yes It was not enough money, or why did Shen Yao do this; some people even said that Mingfang Media provoked other opponents and was poached, and the other party benefited Shen Yao more, so Shen Yao turned against each other. It’s just that I always like to do bad things behind the back of the black box, but now I’m doing it on my own... What’s more, they are the brainless fans of Mingfang’s stars, including Xu Xin’s. The muddy water shows that Fang Media always suppresses resources and does not give artists a way out , frenziedly squeezing artists... and other remarks, making the water of public opinion more and more muddy.

The saliva star almost soaked Mingfang Building in the water. The company seemed to have changed from a rich father to a vicious squeezer overnight. Once there is something unknown, there must be a big shot behind it.People are always willing to make up some groundless but highly pointed stories, preferably involving some big people who are out of reach of ordinary people. Maybe the characters in these stories don’t even need to have names, as long as they say how tall they are Identity, plus some bad things, people will go crazy and excited, as if they have glimpsed the privacy of the pious, peeling off the disguise of their imagination, and don't care whether the story is true or not.

Shen Yao suddenly understood why Fu Mingyan's reputation was not very good.A person who is in a high position and is so admired by others, if there are not a few "commendable" stories behind him, maybe he still can't sit firmly in this position.

Sometimes evil is more convincing, and good always spreads very, very slowly.

Human nature can never be tested, that's why Shen Yao likes painting.

Only paintings are honest, pure, and sincere. Only when Shen Yao paints can he feel the emotions and colors of the world. Human nature is too complicated.

This is one of the reasons why he is so unwilling to be famous.

If a person is in a high position, he must be burdened by interests. If he enters the rivers and lakes, he will inevitably be involuntary. No one can survive the disaster. Sometimes even if he struggles, it is just a little splash, and this splash may even hit himself. , might as well not speak.

Is art suitable to be placed in the field of interests?

Shen Yao sat up and leaned against the pillow, suddenly wanted to call Zhang Tingshan.

Listen to his down-to-earth cursing, and imagine him staring angrily while scolding and helping students—if he was a teacher, he would understand himself, right?

He must have felt that Fu Mingyan was playing tricks and wanted to put Shen Yao's name on his painting, but Shen Yao publicly resisted; if it was Zhang Tingshan, would he support him?He is a person born for art, Shen Yao believes that Zhang Tingshan is more important than himself, he will be gratified for his students, he will feel that he has taught the wrong person, right?

Shen Yao thought so, and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the dream, many strange monsters ran out, colorful ones, as if the palette had become refined, they had many faces, some were smiling at Shen Yao, some were crying, some were cursing.Shen Yao's whole body was icy cold, and it was difficult to move on the spot; suddenly, a pair of hands covered his eyes from behind. These hands were so warm, and with their destructive warmth, the cold air all over Shen Yao's body was dispelled. He couldn't help approaching that person, thinking big After crying, he felt that it must be Zhang Tingshan, only the teacher would understand him, he finally came—Shen Yao grabbed those hands, looked back eagerly, but suddenly fell into an ice cave; Fu Mingyan held his face, The expression was like... Shen Yao's last glance with Fu Mingyan when he was looking at the audience from afar.

Shen Yao sat up in fright, only then realized that he was dreaming.

He was drenched in sweat, his neck and shoulders were drenched like water, and the pillow was also wet. He touched his cheek subconsciously, and it was also wet.

Why... Did you cry in fear while dreaming?Is he really that afraid of Fu Mingyan?

It took Shen Yao a long time to come back to his senses. He wiped off his sweat. There was no one in the bedroom, but there was a faint light from the curtains——Fu Mingyan didn't come back all night.

It's normal.He must be running around for PR.

Shen Yao got off the bed naked, naked, and opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The sunlight shone directly into the room, and he suddenly closed his eyes.

Outside is the garden of Fu Zhai, and the gardener is pruning the branches and leaves.The glass is single layer, Shen Yao is not worried about being seen, but with his personality, there must be no shame in being seen.In his eyes, people and people are just lines composed of skeleton and flesh and blood, so there is no shame at all.

But the sudden sound of the door made Shen Yao turn around suddenly. For some reason, the part belonging to "human nature" suddenly fell into his body again, shame, fear, wanting to escape, looking for excuses, trying to find a place to hide... Shen Yao's one-night psychological construction almost persuaded himself to become a monk and see through the world, but at this moment, he found in despair that he had fallen short.

Fu Mingyan opened the bedroom door, and Shen Yao was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun was shining on him, he was like a statue of a beautiful boy leaning against the window.