Yu Qinglime smiled and looked at Kong Xubai: "How come?" Mr. Kong thinks it's unbelievable that I painted this picture?"

Kong Xubai realized that he was out of shape, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead, and sighed lightly and explained: "Miss Yu, don't get me wrong, I just think it's surprising that such a simple and kind girl at your age painted this heavy painting, and there is no other meaning." ”

Yu Qinglime nodded lightly: "I know that Mr. Kong is not that kind of person, so there is no need to explain." ”

Kong Xubai looked at Yu Qinglime in front of her seriously, and it was still very difficult to imagine what her small body had to endure to draw such a pair of sad and lonely eyes.

"Miss Yu, can you tell me about the inspiration for your painting?"

Finally couldn't help it, Kong Xubai asked. For this talented girl, he always has a feeling that he can't help but be close.

Yu Qinglime was slightly stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled: "From life experience." ”

"Life experience?"

Kong Xubai was surprised.

"How old are you, how could you have such a bleak life experience?"

Yu Qinglime didn't want to say more, just smiled and put aside the topic: "No matter what, I still have to thank Mr. Kong, I have been sitting down there just now, if it weren't for your insistence, the other teachers would not be willing to give me such a high score!"

Kong Xu, a white man-like person, immediately heard what she meant, just smiled slightly, and followed down the steps: "Miss Yu, don't thank me, this painting of yours is really excellent." Even Mr. Gu, who has been silent, is full of praise for you!"

Mr. Gu?

Yu Qinglime frowned, and smiled quietly,

"I don't know if there's a chance, can I invite Mr. Kong to dinner?"

Kong Xubai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "Miss Yu, if I didn't know that you are also an excellent painter, I would even think that you are my fan." ”

But no, since a plane, all kinds of coincidences have been non-stop, and now he has to invite him to dinner, like what his crazy fans can do.

Yu Qinglime smiled, she smiled a lot today, and it was obvious that the high score on the painting made her feel very good.

"How does Mr. Kong know I'm not a fan of yours?"

Kong Xubai was not surprised by her answer at all, this little girl had already said on the plane that she liked him, just because of the painting.

"We can eat together, I'll invite Miss Yu. ”

Yu Qinglime hurriedly refused: "Mr. Kong, I just want to thank you, I don't mean anything else!"

Kong Xubai said with a smile: "I know, but for me, digging up a treasure-level painter is much bigger than getting a thank you and receiving it." Besides, how can such an ungentlemanly act of making a lady pay!"

Yu Qinglime was amused by his words: "Mr. Kong is really a humorous and funny man, whoever gets your liking must be very happy." ”

Kong Xubai nodded: "Then hurry up and let that very happy person arrive! I've been lonely for too long!"

Yu Qinglime said mischievously: "Soon, maybe it's next to Mr. Kong?"

Kong Xubai looked at the girl in front of him, smiling and smiling, like a hibiscus out of water, with a galaxy falling in his eyes, covered with fine fragments of light and shadow. When he saw it, his mind couldn't help but move slightly.

Yu Lime and Kong Xubai went to a French restaurant in the city together.

Kong Xubai is a very gentle and humorous person in private, and when he eats with him, there is always a feeling of hating each other between words.

Especially after knowing that Yu Lime is "longevity", Kong Xubai seems to have opened her heart, and the two will always have endless topics to talk about realistic painting.

After eating a meal, Yu Qinglime smiled on her face, and her demeanor did not have the politeness she had at the beginning, she looked at Kong Xubai and said, "It's really a pity that I didn't meet Mr. Kong earlier." ”

Kong Xubai smiled: "It's not too late to meet it now." But don't call me Mr. Kong in the future, if you don't mind, how old am I to you, call me Brother Xubai?"

Yu Qinglime looked surprised: "Is it really possible, Brother Xubai!"

Kong Xubai nodded in a good mood and said, "Let's go, it's not too early, we should go back!"

Yu Qinglime followed him into the car with a smile, and the two went back to the riverside hotel together.

Gu Mo came out of the venue in advance, but he couldn't resist the organizer's invitation, so he was dragged to the venue to entertain.

When he came back from the hotel, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, he rubbed his swollen temples, and instructed Yi Fan above the co-pilot: "Remember to remind me to go to the exhibition venue tomorrow to buy paintings." ”

Yi Fan said calmly: "Okay, you go back and rest first." It's not too late to come back tomorrow to see those things. ”

Gu Mo didn't speak, he went to the Netherlands this time because of work. I don't know who leaked the news that the focus of the riverbank group has shifted to country Z, and various media have rushed to report it, which has had a certain impact on public opinion on the riverbank group.

He didn't have to rush back. With Yi Fan's ability, he could completely handle these small things when he came back alone, but he still followed him to the Netherlands. There is no other reason for this, it is the World New Youth Realism Painting Competition held in the Netherlands.

Gu Mo's grandfather, Gu Zhongbo, painted a good splash of ink paintings, and usually likes to pay attention to the news of various paintings. Three years ago, Gu Zhongbo suddenly saw a youth art exhibition on the news, and a "midnight" on it attracted his attention, the painting was in country M at the time, Gu Mo happened to be there on a business trip at the time, he knew the news, so he took the time to go to the art exhibition and bought the painting at a high price.

I thought this was the end, but I didn't expect that the author, whose stage name is "Wanshou", has posted her paintings on the Internet one after another in the past two years, and the quality is actually very good. Every time I call Gu Zhongbo, the most Gu Zhongbo says is to tell him where to buy paintings, although the price is not high, but Gu Mo has really run a lot of places over the years for this "longevity".

Gu Zhongbo's health has always been poor, and he didn't hold it up this year, so he finally went. But I don't know when it began, looking for the handwriting of "Wanshou" has become a habit of Gu Mo.

Yi Fan sent Gu Mo to the riverside hotel, pushed the door and got out of the car, and worked with the driver to lift Gu Mo out of the car in a wheelchair and push him inside.

Gu Mo is very low-key, this youth art exhibition is his first appearance in front of the media, in addition, even the employees of his group have rarely seen the legendary iron-blooded and ruthless Gu Zong.

Gu Mo was sitting in a wheelchair, with a document spread out on his lap, holding a pen in his right hand, writing and drawing on the document, Yi Fan behind him pushed him into the door, bowed his head and said something in his ear.

I don't know what he said, Gu Mo suddenly threw down the pen in his hand irritably, and when he frowned and looked up, a casual gaze, a familiar gaze suddenly fell into his eyes.

Gu Mo's eyes suddenly narrowed, his eyes were dangerous.

Yi Fan said and found that the president was not moving, paused, looked up along his line of sight, and exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't that Madame!"