rose beauty

From the tree and the sky, the deep city at night is just a good time.

The floors of various buildings in the CBD are still brightly lit, standing up to the sky like gods in golden armor.

The slight heat wave in the early summer steamed in the air, and Yu Nan's palms were sweating slightly, his excitement undiminished: "I didn't expect Mr. Yu to be so approachable! I really never dreamed that I would meet him here! He even gave me his business card, let me Sending the work to his mailbox gave me a lot of encouragement!"

Xiao Zhou came late, Gong Cheng accompanied Yu Nan to watch the exhibition, and there was a transnational video conference that needed to show up.

Gong Cheng hasn't come out yet, so Xiao Zhou has already listened to Yu Nan's 5-minute talk about how he met Yu Shen and how he asked Yu Shen for his autograph.

Xiao Zhou's complexion was brilliant: "It's actually not that coincidental, Mr. Gong specially—"

"Why don't you get in the car?"

Gong Cheng was surrounded by people and walked down the steps. He was a head taller than everyone, and his demeanor was naturally eye-catching, but he didn't socialize with those people too much.

Yu Nan said to him: "I'm telling Little Brother Zhou about meeting Teacher Yu!"

It's rare to see Yu Nan so happy, he was in high spirits when he spoke, and his whole being became more lively because of this incident.Especially the way he opened his hands slightly, unwilling to smudge the handwriting on his palms, made people feel that the heart of a child is very precious.

Gong Cheng has not experienced such pure happiness for many years. When he was young, he wanted a famous horse. His father used his studies as a test and ordered him to compete fairly with his elder brother.Gong Cheng won that time, and looking back now, it was the last time he felt happy because of something he got.

"It's hot outside, we'll talk about it in the car." Gong Cheng said.

Xiao Zhou opened the car door for them, and the two sat in again.

Only then did Yunan realize that Gong Cheng was holding a big red Nuo opera mask in his hand, with protruding eyes and fangs, somewhat similar to his previous one.It turned out that Mr. Gong turned back just now to get this for him.

He suddenly stopped his excitement for seeing his idol, and was a little stunned.

My heart is being filled with some wonderful emotions.

"Mr. Gong, is this for me?" He murmured, this mask has a different meaning to him.

"Show me your hand." Gong Cheng said, already holding his hand in his palm.

"What's wrong?" Yu Nan was puzzled.

Yunan's hands are beautiful, slender and long, very youthful.

Just now at the end of the chat with Yu Shen, Yu Nan did what a fan would do and asked Yu Shen for an autograph.Yu Shen didn't plan to attend today's exhibition, he only gave a speech at the opening ceremony, and he came here temporarily for the sake of Gong Cheng, and he didn't prepare paper and pen at all.

The other person happened to have a RM of several hundred thousand in his suit pocket, so Yu Shen took it over and signed it in Yunan's palm.

These painters don't see anything suitable or inappropriate at all, so they do what they want to do.

Gong Cheng was a little displeased.

He took a tissue and wiped off the writing in Yunan's hand while the summer ink was still wet.

Yunan: "!!! Why did you erase it!"

Gong Cheng didn't change his face, he wiped it twice, and then said: "Don't let others sign on you in the future."

Yu Nan felt sorry for the signature, and tried to pull his hand back: "Why? Ah... What a pity, although I will definitely wash it off after I go back, it's okay to keep it for a while, I haven't taken a picture yet."

He has a good temper and is reasonable. There is no anger but regret in his words.

"You like him that much?" Gong Cheng asked in a deep voice.

Yu Nan nodded: "Well, I want to be a painter like Mr. Yu, and one day I can hold a solo exhibition."

Gong Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Becoming a painter and holding a solo exhibition are actually very simple, and you can do it too."

Yu Nan didn't dare to be arrogant: "I haven't painted well enough."

Gong Cheng: "Art doesn't just look at the heat, it also looks at the aura. Apart from this, the network is even more important."

Yu Nan wondered: "What's the relationship between connections and art? Couldn't the painting be good enough to explain anything?"

Gong Cheng didn't want to expose his innocence, so he only said from the side: "Of course a good enough painting can show strength, but connections, class, and background are also important factors for a painter's success. When you are as old as Lao Yu, These will all be available.”

He doesn't mind sending Yu Nan to the peak, this is what he planned to give him.

Yu Nan still disagrees: "Painting shouldn't have anything to do with these things. Our professor said that the core essence of pursuing artistic success is to focus on nothing but to move forward."

In this respect, Yunan's stubbornness seems a little cute.

Gong Cheng has to admit that a younger lover will instill fresh vitality into life, so other shortcomings are not worth mentioning.

Seeing that he was still looking at his palm, Gong Cheng said, "Okay, don't look at it, I made up a paper one for you."

As he said that, he took out a piece of paper, on which Yu Shen's name was indeed signed in a flying and phoenix dance, and even wrote an inscription: Zhu Yunan, the future is bright. —— Yu Shen

Yu Nan was pleasantly surprised, and impatiently took it with the other hand: "Teacher Yu's autograph!"

Holding the idol's calligraphy in his hand, Yu Nan looked at it repeatedly, almost unable to put it down: "Thank you, Mr. Gong!"

Gong Cheng's low smile came from next to his ear, as if he was laughing at his childish nature: "Are you having a good time today?"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met the man's deep black eyes, which were filled with indulgence, liking and undisguised possessiveness.

Yu Nan immediately understood that this afternoon, rather than saying that Gong Cheng was accompanying him to broaden his horizons and improve his aesthetics, it was better to say that he was completely in his favor, a gentle yet domineering pursuit.

Seeing exhibitions, sending masks, asking for autographs, none of them were directly sent to him.

His hand was still being grabbed by Gong Cheng's big hand, like a cat being caught by the nape of the neck, his face was steaming and he said, "Happy."

As the man spoke, he wrapped his hand completely, rubbed it lightly on the back of his hand for a while, and then inserted his fingers one by one into his own, playing with them slowly like a toy.

This posture does not make people feel compelled, on the contrary, it makes Yunan feel cared for.

The fender in the center of the car has been raised a long time ago. This is a private space, which makes Yunan feel dangerous.

He became stiff and did not dare to move.

He had an intuition that something was going to happen, but he couldn't tell.Because apart from clasping fingers with him, Gong Cheng didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

If Tan Lefeng is here, maybe he can analyze what's going on for him.For example, does this count as a date, and for example, does this count as holding hands.

Yunan couldn't figure it out.

The flashing neon lights on the side of the road made the man's side face flicker on and off, and there was a faint smell of tobacco, which might have been caught in the smoking area of ​​the venue just now.

Yunan unconsciously looked at his side face, his mind was in a mess, he almost forgot about the exhibition and the rest, his attention was completely focused on the disordered heartbeat, and his thinking was working with difficulty.

"Just be happy." Gong Cheng said, "It doesn't count as a waste of my efforts. But if you like playing the piano, we can still sleep in the concert."

If you like to stay in bed, there is nothing better than this.

He just came back from abroad yesterday and watched the exhibition for another day. He was a little tired, leaning on the car window with one hand and pressing his temple with his long fingers.

This kind of words are too warm for Yunan, they are simply love words.

He was shy, and felt a little irritated: "Don't sleep at the concert. My mother said that when their troupe performed on stage, they could actually see the audience picking their noses. Every performer likes a serious audience the most. .If you sleep at a concert, people in the orchestra will definitely see it, and they will feel disrespected."

Gong Cheng laughed: "I am below, they dare not."

Men are usually very dignified, Xu Shi seldom smiles, so there are some lines in the corners of his eyes: "Would you like to accompany me?"

Yunan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his face to the other side.

Almost agreed.

He really likes Mr. Gong.

"Yunan, someone is looking for you downstairs."

Yu Nan's face was red, his feet were flimsy, and before he entered the dormitory door, some classmates came to shout.

He went downstairs, and there was a shiny black car parked under the streetlights, the paint reflected an expensive-looking light.That car was somewhat similar to that of Mr. Gong, and at first he thought it was Mr. Gong who asked the driver to back up.

The car door opened, and a foot wearing a black leather shoe came down first, revealing the figure of a young man.

On the other side, Rong Qingjuan, with calm brows, was surprised to see Yu Nan was a little dazed.

Yu Nan is used to other people looking at him, and he is still waiting to see who is looking for him.

The man came back to his senses and walked towards him.

"Hi Yu Nan, my brother Yan Siwei, Yan Sini. Excuse me."

Yan Si Ni?

Why does this name sound familiar?

Yu Nan suddenly remembered that the man with the lip ring who pushed him against the wall and kicked him that night seemed to be named Yan Sini, whom Tan Lefeng said a few days ago.This is his brother?How come they don't look alike at all.

After Yan Siwei finished speaking, he turned his head and shouted to the car: "Come out."

The tone is very severe.

I saw Yan Sini getting out of the car slowly, with reluctance written all over his face, and a swollen palm mark on his left cheek, his clothes were dirty, and he looked at Yu Nan with resentment in his eyes.

After that night, Yu Nan hadn't seen Yan Sini, he thought he would never see this person again, but the other party came to his door, did he want to settle accounts with him?

Unexpectedly, Yan Siwei said: "Don't be afraid, we are here to apologize."

Yunan: "..."

"Say." Yan Siwei pushed him hard.

Yan Sini said vaguely, "I'm sorry."

Yunan: "..."

Yan Siwei said coldly: "Are you apologizing? Do you want me to teach you again?"

That night Yan Sini, who was ecstatic and defiant, disappeared, and became a gloomy dog ​​under his brother's teaching: "Yu Nan, I'm sorry, I hurt you, please forgive me."

Yunan felt his scalp go numb from his gaze.

He didn't want such an apology, and besides, an apology was meaningless.

"My father asked me to apologize to you too." Yan Siwei grabbed his younger brother by his collar and pushed him aside, his slender wrist seemed to have an explosive force that didn't match it, "Our Yan family has never had such a scandal, it is simply morally corrupt, Insidious and cunning. If he hadn't met Mr. Gong for being serious this time, this guy would still be able to get past the trouble he caused."

Yunan felt very sorry.I'm sorry, it's my lax discipline, please also apologize to your friends on my behalf. "

Not far away, the driver of the Yan family was waiting in the car, and the students coming and going looked at them curiously.

And Yan Sini probably felt ashamed, and had already got back into the car, closing the window tightly, Yu Nan knew that he must be hiding behind the window and looking at him with hatred.

Yu Nan recalled the scene when he got into trouble when he was a child, and used a paintbrush to scribble in someone else's house, and his uncle took him to the door to apologize and lose money.

Yu Nan, who is not yet an older person, is so solemn and modest, criticizing himself is still unequivocal, and quickly took a step back: "It's not your fault, nor your family's fault, you don't need to apologize. The matter has been dealt with according to relevant regulations Well, my friend won't focus on these things anymore, it's all over."

Yan Siwei said: "Thank you. I guarantee that he will not dare to trouble you again in the future."

Yu Nan was a bit puzzled when someone came to apologize for no reason, but Yan Siwei suddenly remembered something before getting into the car, and asked, "Student Yu, you don't seem to be from Shencheng."

Yunan said: "My family is from Shuangshan City."

Yan Siwei nodded: "Sorry, I took the liberty."

Yunan held the grotesque red mask in his arms, compared with his fair and delicate face, he looked like a little fairy who suddenly appeared in the demon dance festival.

Just as he was about to go back to the dormitory, he heard another person calling him.

Feng Zirui leaned on the motorcycle, unable to see his expression clearly.