Daxian held a pure white long-haired cat in his hand, it was white all over, without a trace of variegation, and at a glance, it looked like a handful of snow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is her cat, and it is strange to say that she is not very good to her son, but she loves this cat very much, and she never leaves her hand anywhere. But this cat is really well-behaved, she has been held around all day long, and she has never seen it bark, and it is really different from its owner. ”

The cat seemed to hear them talking about it, and suddenly stood up from the old lady's arms, turned its head to look upstairs, and the two eyes without whites made Wu Xi feel a chill on his back.

As soon as Wu Xi arrived at the unit, she received a task to make an in-depth report on the exhibition of 100 famous Chinese calligraphers and painters held today. This was supposed to be a matter of the cultural group, but because they were relatively short of manpower, they assigned this task to Wu Xi's head.

When she hurried to a famous art district in D City, the exhibition had already begun, and there were quite a few people coming, probably all of whom came to the famous calligraphy and painting masters. The audience is full of people who can understand and understand the paintings, or arms around their chests to quietly admire, or with the people around them to appreciate each other, in short, no matter what is hanging on the wall, how much they know about it, but absolutely not to show timidity on such occasions.

Wu Xi didn't know anything about painting, so she planned to find the organizer of the exhibition first to understand the situation, and then report on the key paintings. But as soon as she wanted to act, she was slapped on the shoulder. Wu Xi turned his head: "Director, why are you?" ”

Cui Minghan's eyes bent: "Come to talk about some business matters, it's just over, but why did you come here?" The culture group pushed their own business to you? ”

Wu Xi just wanted to answer, but was attracted by a painting in front of him, the name of this painting is "Lotus Rhyme", the painting is as its name suggests, on it are a few lotus flowers in the night, faintly blooming behind a few wickers. The night is hazy, coupled with the cover of the willow tree, it seems that this lotus flower looks like a beauty holding a pipa and half covering her face, which makes people look at it with a heartshake. But what caught her attention was not the painting itself, but the picture of the painter in the lower right, and that person was not the "Great Immortal" she had just seen its power.

"Hu Yanqi." Wu Xi pronounced out the awkward name, "Is there anyone else with a surname?" ”

"It's not Hu, it's Huyan, it's a compound surname, and it's extremely rare now."

So that's the case, Wu Xi suddenly realized, it seems that Ding Ding is not wrong, this great immortal should really be a figure in the painting world, but why is her talent and character so disproportionate? She sighed, and then chatted with Cui Minghan and walked towards the organizer's office area.

The atmosphere in the work area is not very good, and a young man is facing away from Wu Xi and they are theorizing with the organizers.

"What? Are you going to dismantle the exhibition? Tickets have been sold out in the past few days, and you are now telling us that you want to dismantle the exhibition? ”

"I can't help it," the man's voice was apologetic, "but that's what Teacher Huyan meant, you know, I'm nominally her assistant, but in fact I'm just her student, and I can't be her master." ”

"Just because she didn't hang her painting in the most conspicuous position, she made these moths come out, isn't this playing with us? You tell her that we don't want her paintings yet, but we have to go to court to sue her for breach of contract, and she is responsible for all the losses of this exhibition. ”

"I'm sorry, I'll tell you what you mean." The young man apologized again and again, then turned around and walked in the direction of Wu Xi.

Seeing his face, Wu Xi couldn't help but be stunned, isn't this the male protagonist of the glamorous drama she saw in the elevator last night? It seems that he went to find Hu Yanqi yesterday, but since he went to find his teacher, why did he get carried away with a kiss with a woman in the elevator? It's too much to bear.

Wu Xi stepped forward to find a staff member to understand the situation, she revealed her identity, and then pretended to ask unintentionally: "Is that Hu Yanqi very powerful?" Why did her dismantling affect you so much? ”

"She, who used to be a university professor, is a typical person who is more theoretical than practical, and she can't be called a painter at all. But in the past five or six years, it has suddenly begun to be highly prolific, and every work is of a high standard, and it has won several international awards one after another, which can be regarded as a miracle in the art world. ”

"Why is it a miracle?"

"You don't know much about painting, painting requires talent, layout, tone, perception, these things can't be obtained through hard work, so great painters often become famous very early, because you really can't stop when you want to show this thing. But Hu Yanqi is a special case, when she was forty or fifty years old, her painting style suddenly changed, and the works she came out were stunning, as if she was gifted with divine power, which is rare. Therefore, although her reputation in the industry is very poor, everyone still gives high recognition to her works. ”

"I have something on my mind, I haven't spoken since just now." After the interview, Wu Xi and Cui Minghan walked side by side on the path of the art district.

Wu Xi glanced at him, and Cui Minghan immediately became alert, "Don't tell me that it has something to do with those things, let me tell you, I went to Thailand during the New Year to ask for a little jade Buddha to come back, do you want it?" I'll get you one if you want......"

The door of an old warehouse behind him slammed shut, interrupting Cui Minghan's words. In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Wu Xi caught a glimpse of something that didn't know what came out of the crack in the door, burrowed into the weeds next to the warehouse and disappeared.

She stared at the rusty door, and a very bad feeling rose in her heart. "Director," she said, pulling the horns out of her bag, "you wait for me here, and I'll take a look in the warehouse." Although she tried her best to keep her voice calm, how could this series of movements not arouse Cui Minghan's suspicions.

"Well, I know." Cui Minghan rolled up his sleeves, "I'll go over with you, although it doesn't work, but this time I promise not to hold you back." ”

Wu Xi glanced at him gratefully, cautiously walked to the door of the warehouse, and pushed it away.

"Nothing." Cui Minghan looked at the empty warehouse. As he said, there was nothing here except dust wafting through the air.

Wu Xi smiled at Cui Minghan, "It seems that I was too careful, sorry, I frightened you again." ”

They were laughing and just about to leave, when they heard a loud noise: a figure fell from the steel beam above the warehouse and slammed it to the floor. The force was so great that even the dust around it rose to form a cloud of gray smoke.

Wu Xi waited until the smoke cleared before he could see the situation in front of him: the young man was lying on the ground, his head tilted to her side. On the lower half of his bloody face, only two rows of white Sensen's teeth remained, and his lips and tongue were gone.