Zhou Yan put something down. "If you still want to participate in the art exhibition, when you are safely recovered, I will recommend your paintings to Walsay. ”

Shen Ruonian's red lips raised slightly. "Mr. Zhou, is this a slap in the face to give people a sweet date?"

"Don't you want to?" Zhou Yan asked rhetorically.

Shen Ruonian didn't want to get hurt in vain this time, after all, Walsail is a higher level than the Sunflower Art Exhibition! After all, it is a more authoritative world-class painting, for example, an unfamous painter like Shen Ruonian, even if he is famous and has a certain amount of experience and ability, he may not be able to exhibit his paintings there.

For a person like Shen Ruonian, such an opportunity is simply a fantasy, but as long as the person in front of her promises and guarantees her, he will definitely be able to do it, after all, that person is Zhou Yan.

"Of course I do, since Mr. Zhou agreed, don't forget. ”

"But don't be too happy, your work has no value and meaning, it can only be placed in the most inconspicuous place, basically no one will look at it, just enter the name of Walsay. ”

Shen Ruonian nodded. "Even an empty shell is better than not entering, after all, it is Walsay, how many people's dream is it. ”

Zhou Yan glanced at her in some surprise. "Cherish this opportunity and good luck. ”

Zhou Yan had just left not long ago, and Lin Xu walked over with a large bag of things.

"That Miss Shen, our Mr. Zhou asked me to buy some painting things, I don't know what you are used to, just buy some casually, and basically buy all kinds of things. ”

"You make do with it first, and if you are not satisfied with anything, let me know in time, and this is your mobile phone. Zhou Yan put down his things as he spoke, then smiled and nodded and left.

Shen Ruonian looked at those painting tools, and suddenly laughed, they were all some of the ones she usually used, but they were more high-end.

Zhou Yan is really a slap in the face to give people a sweet date, which is really annoying.

But you can't get along with painting, Shen Ruonian thought about it for a long time and picked up the brush, and still painted the daffodil, she also likes daffodils, noble and elegant, but she always feels that something is missing.

Yes, almost that tenacity, so the grass painted all around them, they bravely struggled with the stones on their bodies, making a bet on their fate, so that others could see the momentum in them.

Weeds are of course humble, but the spirit of weeds is not something that ordinary plants can learn, and weeds have extremely strong vitality, and they can grow savagely even in the cracks.

I was fascinated by the paintings, but I was always dissatisfied, and I spent a lot of paper back and forth, and I couldn't draw the charm of drawing a lot of the same pictures.

"Miss Shen wants to go out for a walk?"

Shen Ruonian nodded. "Is that okay?"

The nurse smiled. "Of course, this time Mr. Shen specially explained that you can go out for a walk and find inspiration. ”

The hospital has a garden full of buds, but the flowers are still not open.

"Is this the bud of a daffodil?"

The nurse nodded. "That's right, Mr. Zhou has instructed us to plant daffodils in this hospital every year, but daffodils are good everywhere and beautiful, but they will no longer bloom in the next year. ”

Hearing this, Shen Ruonian looked at the bud carefully, and suddenly thought of something, as if he was touched by something.

At night, inspiration gushes in like a spring.

Shen Ruonian painted three flowers, the only thing they have in common is that all of them are daffodils, and Shen Ruonian painted them in three order.

After the buds are drawn, then when they bloom, and finally when they fall.

The truth contained in daffodils has always been pure, beautiful and auspicious, what kind of woman is worthy of this flower.

But Shen Ruonian thinks that daffodils mean something else, thinking that daffodils are not only respect and purity, she thinks that daffodils have their own style.

Early the next morning, Shen Ruonian carefully wrapped the painting in brown paper and gave it to the nurse.

"You helped me send this painting to someone, I'm sorry for you, there are some addresses on it. ”

The caregiver was hesitant. "Mr. Zhou said, your things can't be sent out or given to anyone. ”

"If he doubts it, tell him it's just a painting, I'll send it to my master to use as a painting for the exhibition, and if you don't believe it, you can take it apart and look at it. ”

The nurse took it apart and examined it, then carefully wrapped it up. "I'm sorry Miss Shen, I know, this painting will definitely be sent to you accurately. ”

"Thank you very much, and remember to deliver to that address. Shen Ruonian repeatedly instructed.

My gallery is full of my own paintings, but now it's hard to go back to that little and cozy place.

I think that my paintings are actually quite good, but they have never been collected or purchased by others, and many people even say that her works have no collection value and significance at all.

She never thought of herself as a failure, and after being denied by others, she wanted to prove herself more and more.

There was a daffodil on the windowsill next to the hospital bed, and Shen Ruonian looked at it, as if he was saying to it, as if he was saying it to himself. "You're saying I've been doing it all the time, right?"

That gallery is simply Shen Ruonian's lifeline, even if a painting is not sold, it has never been appreciated, and Shen Ruonian has never given up.

"Just keep doing what you want to do. A low, magnetic voice sounded in his ears, and the man leaned against the door, holding a cigarette between his fingers, slowly exhaling the mist from his mouth.

The man's handsome face turned out to be a little melancholy.

"Why are you here?

Zhou Yan smiled, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it, and walked in front of her. "Why? I can't come? Don't forget who you are. ”

Shen Ruonian frowned. "What a big drink, have you drunk?"

Zhou Yan suddenly grabbed Shen Ruonian's hand and began to untie her clothes, Shen Ruonian sensed that something was wrong and struggled desperately.

"Zhou Yan, what the hell do you want to do? I still have injuries on my body! Get out of the way now. ”

The man folded his fingers and counted it. "I asked the nurse, you're almost recovered now, calculate the time, I haven't touched you for three or four months. ”

As he spoke, he continued to move on his hands, no matter how much Shen Ruonian struggled and shouted, it was useless.