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Tan Lefeng knew about Feng Zirui's invitation, and asked Yun Nan: "Honey, do you want to go with him?"

What Yunan cares about is the exhibition itself, not who he goes with.It's just that he was going to work part-time on Thursday. On the one hand, Mr. Gong's time is precious, and on the other hand, he is not a person who asks for leave without promise, so he shook his head: "You forgot, I'm going to work for Gong on Thursday afternoon. Painting, sir."

Yu Nan replied to Feng Zirui in the same way: "Thank you senior, but I have a part-time job on Thursday, so I can't go with you."

Feng Zirui smiled and didn't take it seriously: "How about making a phone call and asking for a day off? This is a rare opportunity, and I can definitely learn more than you can from a part-time job."

Yunan still refused.

Feng Zirui was silent on the phone for a while, and relieved himself: "It's also because the timing is so unfortunate, okay, I'll go with other students."

There seems to be a group of people laughing, and some people are booing.

Yu Nan didn't know why.

This week passed quickly, and Xiao Zhou called him in the middle to tell him the follow-up of the matter, and asked for his account without refusal, and transferred the medical expenses and other losses paid by Yan Sini.The matter was handled very cleanly and beautifully, Tan Lefeng asked him to treat Mr. Gong to dinner again, as if he was afraid that he would owe favors in front of his employer, Yu Nan planned to mention it today.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, shortly after he left school, an unfamiliar number appeared on his mobile phone.

"Hello." Yu Nan answered politely, "Nanfeng Studio."

"Look to your left." It was Gong Cheng.

The man's voice became more magnetic and deep through the medium of the mobile phone. After not seeing him for a week, when he suddenly heard Gong Cheng's voice, Yu Nan's heart skipped a beat.

He looked to the left, and there was a black Rolls-Royce on the side of the road slowly lowering the rear window, revealing Gong Cheng's handsome face, with a high nose and deep eyes, like a mature male model in an advertisement.

"Wait." After saying this, Gong Cheng hung up the phone.

Listening to the blind voice, Yu Nan put the phone into his trouser pocket at a loss, feeling a little silly.The two went in opposite directions, and the situation in front of them was a bit like Gong Cheng came to pick him up from school, but he almost missed it.

The car turned around at the intersection calmly, and slowly drove to a stop in front of him.

A driver got out of the cab and opened the door for him respectfully: "Please."

It was the first time in Yu Nan's life that he was treated like this, and the other party was older than him, so he was flattered: "Thank you!"

Now he was sure that Gong Cheng was here to pick him up.

The driver was kind and generous: "It should."

With the door closed, the heat wave was completely isolated, and the air-conditioning inside the car seemed to be in another world.

Yu Nan smelled the faint fragrance inside the car, but couldn't tell whether it was the smell of the car's perfume or the smell of Gong Cheng's body, everything within reach was wrapped in soft leather, the space in the back seat was terribly large, and Gong Cheng was so close It's so close, it gives people a little pressure virtually.

"Nanfeng Studio?" Gong Cheng spoke first, "What is it?"

"It's a small shop we opened, and sometimes we will accept drafts." Yunan was a little embarrassed to look directly at the other party, "I didn't know it was you."

Together with Qin Lefeng, he opened an online store, and occasionally received some board drawings, such as avatars, small businesses such as comics, and made some small money.Because the two are often not online, they both leave their mobile phone numbers, and sometimes strange calls come in to ask for drafts.

Gong Cheng had never called him before, and the two of them only had each other's WeChat, and the chat history only had a sentence "You forgot this" to remind him that he forgot to bring his umbrella, and they always kept a good distance between them.

Gong Cheng said, "You can save my private number."

The last time Gong Cheng said that he would call his private number next time if he had anything to do, it turned out to be true.Yu Nan obediently saved it with his mobile phone, and when he found that Gong Cheng had been looking at him, his heart beat faster: "Mr. Gong, why are you here?"

Gong Cheng casually undid two collars of his shirt, looking a bit of a yuppie only for a high-ranking person, as if age was just a number to him, it was the precipitation of years.

There was an armrest between the two, and Gong Cheng's slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the back seat: "Take you to see the exhibition."

Yu Nan was surprised: "Watching an exhibition? You won't be drawing today?"

"Painting can change the world." Gong Cheng said, "Why, don't you like Yu Shen?"

Yu Nan is not shy about expressing his idol worship on any occasion, Gong Cheng's gallery has Yu Shen's works, he probably blows Yu Shen's rainbow fart to Gong Cheng.

"You mean the collection exhibition of Shu and Tiancheng?" Yu Nan didn't expect that Gong Cheng would want to go to the exhibition, "Will it delay your time?"

Every two hours of drawing, if you miss it, you will delay the progress.

Gong Cheng said casually: "It doesn't matter, improving your aesthetics is also good for my portrait. Next time you can fill it up, and I will let Xiao Zhou arrange it."

Yu Nan felt relieved, and nodded happily: "I didn't expect to go to the exhibition today, maybe I can meet one of my seniors."

Gong Cheng was not interested in the coincidence that the children were looking forward to, and said in a tone like greeting a pet: "Come here, let me see how the injury is doing?"

Yu Nan tilted his head slightly to show him: "It's almost ready."

Gong Cheng had already raised his hand, Yu Nan held his breath for an instant.

There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, which was crystal clear on his delicate skin.As soon as the man's cool fingers touched the skin of his forehead, his eyelashes trembled heavily immediately.

Young people heal quickly, and the wound has only healed in a week, and it is impossible to see it unless you look carefully.I believe it will disappear completely after a while.After looking at the forehead, Gong Cheng said again: "Pull up the trouser legs and let me have a look."

The driver couldn't help but glanced back from the rearview mirror, and soon looked forward again, not daring to offend.

Except for the fact that Yu Nan was injured when he was a child and dared not go home and tell the adults, it had been a long time since he had been checked in this way.He was stunned for a moment, but this time he didn't roll up his trouser legs: "The knee is also healed, don't worry, I apply the medicine every day."

Gong Cheng chuckled suddenly: "That's right."

Yunan realized that he was wearing ripped jeans, and there happened to be a big hole in both knees, and he had already seen what his fair knees looked like, which was particularly conspicuous.There seemed to be something wrong with this seemingly normal conversation, which made Yunan blush instantly, not knowing what else to say.

Soon we arrived at Shu and Tiancheng and entered the collection exhibition. People were all dressed in formal clothes, even if they didn’t wear a tie, they definitely didn’t wear T-shirts and jeans. The men were in suits and leather shoes, and the women were wearing long skirts. It's a high society reception.

The people here are very eloquent, and all of them are celebrities in various fields. Yu Nan saw several artists who could be named at a glance.

No wonder the exhibition is by invitation only, it seems that not everyone can come and visit.

Yu Nan's outfit was too out of place, someone cast a curious look at him, he was annoyed: "Oh no, I seem to be wearing the wrong clothes, is there still time to go back and change?"

"Don't worry about what other people wear." Gong Cheng walked beside him without changing his expression, "Just be yourself."

"Really?" Yu Nan was worried, he was a person who was willing to comply with the rules.

Gong Cheng helped him back: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Sure enough, as soon as Gong Cheng spoke to him, those gazes were all taken away.Occasionally, someone boldly came over to greet Gong Cheng, but they only called him "Mr. Gong" and did not dare to disturb him too much.

In Yu Nan's eyes, Mr. Gong runs a gallery, and it is not surprising that he knows some people in the field of art. Of course, within the scope of being invited by the organizer, he has gained the favor of Mr. Gong.

Entering the venue smoothly, Yu Nan immediately forgot about the inappropriate clothes, his eyes lit up: "What should I do, I wish I could grow ten pairs of eyes."

Gong Cheng didn't laugh at him, but patted the top of his head: "Why do you have so many eyes, take your time, no one is urging you."

This afternoon passed quickly, and Yu Nan was overwhelmed by the collections from the Warring States Period to modern surrealist works.

The two of them looked at each other all the way, and when Yu Nan encountered a work of art, he immediately became chatty, which was about the same as when Gong Cheng discussed Wu Guanzhong and Xu Beihong's right and wrong, whether it was "drawing the spirit with form" or "drawing form with spirit", Can make him talk eloquently.

In the face of countless treasures, he told the little knowledge he knew from time to time, and was silent for more than ten minutes from time to time.His focused side face is soft, his slender neck is slightly curved, and his eyes are downcast, like a docile swan.

Someone asked Gong Cheng who was beside him, probably thinking that he was Gong Yiluo, the little dandy of the Gong family, Gong Cheng smiled lightly and didn't say anything more.As time passed, people retreated from their sense of humor, and the two became quieter.

"Like this?" Gong Cheng asked.

Yunan was staring at an ancient Nuo opera mask with a blue face and fangs in the cabinet, fascinated. When he was a child, he performed with his parents in a troupe, and he had seen the adults in the troupe perform Nuo sacrifices.I had long forgotten the picture as I grew older, but I remembered it when I saw the mask. He once wore a big red mask and rode on his father's shoulders.

Yunan didn't like masks, so he shook his head.

Gong Cheng only said: "The group of people from the Art Association are doing it for fun. There are still many over there. I can pick one up when I leave later."

Yu Nan became a little interested, and asked, "Are there any bright red ones?"

Gong Cheng laughed, just treating him like a child.

After watching the exhibition in the west hall, they went to the long corridor, where there were many paintings by famous artists.Although Yunan studied oil painting, he dabbled in a wide range of subjects, from traditional Chinese painting to watercolor.As soon as he saw the painting, he became even more at ease.

This is an emerald-green painting, not small in size, and to a layman, it would appear to be foggy and hazy.

"It's so beautiful. This is Teacher Yu's work." Yu Nan raised his head with a pious expression, and unconsciously started blowing rainbow farts again, "Look, Teacher Yu combined the techniques of traditional Chinese painting, and the lines start from here. The painting is called "Tide", he is an abstract artist, but it is actually a woods and grassland... The superimposition of color blocks is very beautiful, it is really invisible to elephants."

Suddenly a person beside him said, "That's too much of a compliment."

Yu Nan turned around, and the other party was a bad old man with a thermos cup and black-rimmed glasses, and some people believed him when he said that he was looking at the water dispenser at the gate of the office.

This person is Yu Shen.

Seeing the idol appearing for the first time, Yu Nan was so surprised that he didn't know what to say, Yu Shen already smiled: "Listen to Mr. Gong, this classmate is my little fan."

The author has something to say: ps, this article is purely urban, no one wants to become a master hahahahahahaha.