211. Fall off the horse

Mr. Huai is a hyper-realist oil painter. His works have participated in many major exhibitions at home and abroad, won the National Art Exhibition Award several times, and is famous at home and abroad.

I've only seen his works online before, and even through the screen, I can't help but marvel at the magic of his painting skills, and now I have the opportunity to live here for a while and get up close and personal with the paintings in his studio, which is even more amazing.

Even if you draw a carpet, you can clearly see every velvet thread on it, which is clearer and more realistic than a close-up shot of a camera.

"I heard Xiao Kai say that you are also learning to paint?" Mr. Huai asked me.

"What I've learned can't compare to yours. "Although I am also learning to draw, but what I have learned is different from this, and they are all exaggerated, CG is more realistic, but it is not as realistic as hyper-realism.

If I want to achieve the excellence of Mr. Huai's works, I think I have to have the ability to live for another 200 years, and then borrow another 500 years from the sky, maybe I can achieve it.

"There are many different styles of painting, and each one should be respected. ”

"I've been taught, and the next time you ask me, I won't be humble. ”

"Haha, you little girl, you're full of fun. ”

"......" is your old man's laughter, I don't think I said anything very good.

Mr. Huai no longer paints. The painting he held the wine exhibition last time was the last work in his life, and Zhang Fukai originally wanted to take it to our house to pad the corner of the table, but then he didn't get it.

I saw news on the Internet that Mr. Huai auctioned the painting for charity after the banquet that day, and then donated the money from the auction to a number of primary schools in mountain villages.

There are many paintings in Mr. Huai's life, but very few have been sold, so far with the last one, exactly three, one was sold to his friend for one yuan, one was hung in the museum, and the third was the first and last time to be sold at a sky-high price, but for charity.

That's why Qi Anguo said that it is hard to find a thousand gold.

Because he paints only because of his interest, not to make fame and money, he is willing to share, and will open art exhibitions to show his works, but he will not sell his hobby.

When Qin Jianghao left that day, I asked me to call him for something, but I didn't know which number to call him, so I didn't call him once, even though I was worried about him.

Mr. Huai told me that I could call Zhang Fukai, the two of them were together, I called, and I could naturally connect with him, but I didn't want to call, I was afraid that I would cry when I called, I hadn't seen him for three days, and I missed him very much.

It may have been cloudy and rainy outside, but I didn't hear any news at Mr. Huai's house, because he didn't watch TV and didn't like gossip, and even if he knew any news, he wouldn't discuss it with me, and I deliberately didn't watch the news on my mobile phone or anything.

I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I'm silently looking forward to Qin Jianghao coming to take me home earlier, so that those bad things may finally come to an end.

Qin Jianghao came on the seventh day, brought me the yogurt I like to drink, and when he handed it to me, he said: "I forgot to tell Mr. Huai that you pick your mouth, you only drink yogurt, and I can't get used to the rest." ”

I silently took it, and then stared at the yogurt without speaking.

When he saw me like this, he asked me, "What's the matter?"

I didn't look up, and said in a somewhat resentful voice: "I originally thought that I hadn't seen you for a long time, but when you saw me, your first reaction was that you should have hugged me, it seems that you don't want me." ”

Zhang Fukai was standing next to us, and when he heard this, he immediately said "tsk" twice in disgust, from the jealousy of a single dog.

I just ignored him, what did I think, what did I say, what's the matter?

"It's that I don't think about it well. Qin Jianghao chuckled a little in his voice, and then walked over and took the initiative to hug me.

The atmosphere was good, but it couldn't last 10 seconds. Suddenly, he added, "You seem to have gained weight." ”

"......" The corners of my mouth twitched, and I was very resentful in my heart, Uncle Qin, you are simply a master of destroying the atmosphere!

"I've been thinking about you for the past few days, worrying about you, and I've lost a few pounds. ”

"Really?" he whispered in my ear, "Probably because I haven't hugged you in a long time." ”

Brush, the old face turned red, I realized it later, I thought about it, originally this was very normal, but it was not normal here in Uncle Qin, isn't it good to talk well, why do you get so close at every turn, I misunderstood.

He didn't come for more than half an hour, and then he left, not knowing what he was up to, as if he couldn't relax for a moment.

Then he left, and he didn't contact me again for a long time.

I was also almost isolated from the world, and the people I came into contact with except Mr. Huai and Xiao Wu were the gardener uncles who came once in a while.

Lu Lu called me and asked me to go out, but thinking of our current relationship and Qin Jianghao's recent refusal, I refused.

As soon as the words of refusal fell, Lu Lu's phone was snatched away, and then the voice of Sakura Xiaoyu came, and the content was just a mockery of me openly and secretly.

She was with Lu Lu, but she didn't hear Lu Lu say a word of persuasion to her.

I waited silently for her to finish, and then replied to her without being salty, "It's your business to like Fu Yan, whether he likes you or not, or he still likes me, that's his business, I can't change anything, you continue to do this to me It won't help me, I don't have the ability to persuade him to like you two, just as I can't convince my heart to like him." Emotional matters cannot be forced. ”

Sakura Xiaoyu didn't listen at all, and continued to sarcastically mock me over there, and I hung up the phone without waiting for her to finish.

She's out of her mind now, and it's useless to talk to her about anything, and I'm too lazy to dwell on her, I like and hate this kind of thing, and once there's a beginning, it's hard to turn it around.

They've started to hate me, so no matter what I say or do, they'll naturally think in the wrong place, and they won't analyze what I'm saying is right or wrong.

Put down the phone, continue to follow the gardener uncle to learn illustration and pruning or something, thinking that when I go back, I will decorate our home with a literary and artistic atmosphere.

My comics are updated every Monday.,Today happens to be the day of the update.,My painting screen was sent to me the day after I came here.。

So I've been painting like crazy lately, and I've saved a lot of drafts, and after a while, I'll just release them and wait for review.

I haven't paid attention to the comments left by fans for a long time, and when I updated it, I hurriedly glanced at it and found that there were bad reviews of blockbusters, and I instantly received a violent blow to my heart.

Originally, I thought it was the reason why I didn't draw well and the plot was bad.,But when you take a closer look.,It doesn't seem to be a problem with my own work.,It's a problem with my character?

Many of my true love fans saw those bad reviews, and they were also very atmospheric, and then they tore up with each other, but in the end, they were ridiculed by the other party for being my trumpet. When it tore more and more violently, it tore out of my private life.

What watery poplars, red apricots out of the wall, not abiding by women's morals, and other adjectives about an unfaithful woman are all buckled on my head.

Now, the origin of these bad reviews is easy to explain.

It was a lie to say that I was not angry, and I snapped a bunch of cursed words, but in the end I didn't press the send button.

In fact, this kind of argument is not of any warmth, and you will only be proud when you are angry. You can only pretend that you don't care, and others will have no chance of succeeding.

Actually, it's a matter of a screen, you cut off the gateway to the computer, these annoying things are not a problem at all, let those who expect your anger and crying nose wrinkle.

After another three days, Qin Jianghao still hadn't come to see me, and I couldn't help but run out the door to see if there was a shadow of his car coming, but every time I was disappointed.

How could this life be the same as when I was in Turin? But he didn't entrust me to Mr. Ouyang again this time. Obviously, he also returned to China. Did he see that Mr. Ouyang didn't want to see me?

It's been half a month in a flash, and Qin Jianghao, who I have been thinking about, finally came back, but his eyes were very red that day, and when he saw me, he didn't need me to say, so he took the initiative to hug me, and then said to me: "I'm here to pick you up." ”

"Why are your eyes so red?" I asked him.

"Probably stayed up late lately. "He's clearly lying.

I turned my head to look at Zhang Fukai who came back with him, Zhang Fukai's expression was a little complicated, but he didn't say anything, just looked at us.

What is it this time?

"Did you win?" I asked him in a trembling voice, afraid that he would tell me that he didn't want to see or hear the answer.

"Won. He said.

I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good." ”

But then, I heard him say again, "I lost too." ”

What does that mean?

On the night I returned home, I saw all kinds of news on the Internet about Qi Anguo, the deputy mayor of City C, who was dismissed for prostitution, gambling, and bribery. At the same time, he was also exposed to the suspicion of murdering his father-in-law, as well as the suspicion of framing and bribing to buy and kill.

Carrying so many sins at the same time, what a terrible person this is, and maybe there are many things that we don't know.

But no matter what, if he fell off the horse, Qin Jianghao would be safe.

After reading it, I turned my head and asked Qin Jianghao, "Did you find all this incriminating evidence?"

"Some of them I already knew, and some of them were collected with the help of others. He said lightly, he was sitting next to me and typing something on the computer, but after saying this, he suddenly became stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

I said that it was life-oriented, not revenge-oriented, and most of the content was true, so Qi Anguo was just a trick, and he wanted him to die, but it was just a matter of two sentences, well, he finally killed him.