Gu Jingchen's annual art exhibition has entered the preparatory stage. For days, he stayed in the studio. Qi Ran sent the soup cooked by Cheng Wenxin himself to the studio.

knocked on the door and got no response, Qi Ran walked in by himself. After glancing around, he found that Gu Jingchen was leaning on the sofa and falling asleep. He still has a paintbrush in his hand, and the paint on the brush has dried up.

Qi Ran put down the insulated lunch box, and when he approached the sofa, he clearly saw a circle of blue and black under his eyes. Squatting down, reaching out and gently trying to pull out the paintbrush in his hand, but he didn't want to make a move just now, Gu Jingchen opened his eyes.

"Sorry to wake you up." Gu Jingchen listened to her words and disagreed.

"No classes today?" Qi Ran would go to Meng Qian's house once a Saturday. As soon as she finished asking, Gu Jingchen saw the things on the table and understood her intention. Recently, Cheng Wenxin always said that he was too thin or something, so he either asked the aunt at home to cook all kinds of nutritious meals or make soup and drink it himself. He hid in the studio under the pretext of the preparation of the art exhibition, and she tried her best to let Qi Ran send it.

"This is the soup that Wenxin's mother boiled for two hours today, it tastes very fragrant, you drink it quickly."

Gu Jingchen had just woken up and didn't have any appetite. Especially for these nutritious soups.

"Drink it, I don't have an appetite." The tiredness in Gu Jingchen's eyes was not that she couldn't see it.

But it was precisely in this way that she could not let him be willful.

"Wenxin's mother is so hard, you can't do this."

"Well, I won't allow you to make a deal with you."

Qi Ran looked at Gu Jingchen with a pair of eyes defensively. Wait for him to speak.

"I know you're imitating me to paint, give you a chance, allow you to paint a picture, put it in my exhibition, as long as, in the future, you are responsible for solving these things."

Qi Ran's hand holding the thing tightened slightly, Gu Jingchen actually knew that she imitated his painting, and said it so bluntly and surely.

"How do you know ......"

Gu Jingchen smiled evilly, did not speak, but stood up.

"Come with me." His voice was faint, originally Qi Ran thought that he would pursue something, but he led him to the entrance of the basement.

This is the first time Qi Ran has entered the basement of Gu Jingchen's studio since he entered the stock price for so long.

Pushing open the door, what he saw was a room full of clutter, Gu Jingchen, who had always had a habit of cleanliness, turned a blind eye to the mess in the utility room, and went straight forward. Qi Ran followed closely behind him by half a step. Gu Jingchen stopped in front of a featureless landscape oil painting and stretched out his hand to push.

The frame began to turn, and Qi Ran looked at the entrance in front of him in disbelief.

Gu Jingchen stretched out his hand and pressed it somewhere on the wall, and the secret room hidden behind him instantly became as bright as day.

"Come in with me."

Qi Ran felt that his heart was gradually tightening. She never knew that Gu Jingchen's studio actually had a hidden secret room, which was a bit like those fantasy scenes in the TV series.

The moment Qi Ran stepped into the studio, his eyes widened in surprise. At the moment when he saw the secret room clearly, Qi Ran felt that his heart was instantly grasped.

"Do you know them?"

Qi Ran looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"Is this Berklin's Dead Island?"

"Dead Island is Berklin's stunning work, his painting has influenced many later arts, and the first feeling of this painting is eerie, unstoppable, and ...... of nightmares."

"A feeling of suffocation that makes you feel breathless......"

"Come here." Gu Jingchen grabbed her arm and pulled her inside, the entire secret room is a hidden collection room, every painting here, if you take it out, will shock the world, at this moment, Qi Ran deeply felt the huge financial resources of the Gu family. And Gu Jingchen really treats painting as art.

"Rebirth was created by a young painter in 1988, and the only creature in the whole painting is a bird from ancient times, which means nirvana rebirth, at that time many people did not know about this creature, and regarded this bird as a monster, this painting is the masterpiece of that young painter."

None of the paintings here are world masterpieces, and Qi Ran can't imagine how much of a sensation it will cause if one day this place is exposed.

"Qi Ran, take a good look, every painting here, in addition to looking at it with your eyes, you also have to use your heart to feel the author's inner world."

After leaving the secret room, Qi Ran locked himself in the room.

In her mind, images kept flashing, and she could almost imagine in her mind how those painters created during their lifetimes.

Close your eyes and feel with your heart......

Gu Jingchen's art exhibition has attracted many people, including real artists, and there are some of them

Elegant people, and today the protagonist still does not appear.

Qi Ran walked in front of the gallery, surrounded by voices of praise for Gu Jingchen, I don't know why, she was not happy, hearing such a voice, at this moment, she suddenly understood why Gu Jingchen was still unhappy after achieving such great results, and even, he was still very lonely.

Because, just like today, just like now, there are many people who come, but only a handful of them really come for the sake of art. Among them are celebrities, well-known people from all walks of life, and among them, they have such and such titles, and they come here with various interests and purposes.

Qi Ran looked at the paintings on the wall, each of them was painted by Gu Jingchen himself, and the artistic skills were used very vividly, but Qi Ran couldn't feel the emotions to be expressed in the painting, more precisely, he didn't paint with emotion at all.

Qi Ran saw that the still life picture he painted in imitation of Gu Jingchen's style was put together with the originality of the surrounding deities, and it did not arouse any suspicion

Qi Ran turned around and saw Cheng Wenxin standing in the crowd, chatting and laughing with the people around him, and using communication methods freely.

In the past, she always felt that Cheng Wenxin was the most perfect woman in the world, because she was strong, whether it was in managing the company, running a business, or in interpersonal communication.

The outside world's evaluation of Cheng Wenxin is also almost perfect. And today, Qi Ran saw something else in her.

Qi Ran sent a text message to Cheng Wenxin on his mobile phone, explaining that he wanted to go home first.

Qi Ran arrived at the studio, and sure enough, he saw Gu Jingchen. "Gu Jingchen, in the future, you can teach me to draw, teach me to draw yours!"

Gu Jingchen's hand was colored, and the light blue on the paper turned into dark blue because it was too heavy.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know that my current level is less than one-tenth of yours, but anyway, I don't like to draw so much that I might as well follow your path."

Gu Jingchen turned his back to her and put down the paintbrush in his hand.

"Actually, you have a talent for imitation, it was Cheng Wenxin who told me, and after so many years, I found out that you are really stupid."

Qi Ran looked at his skinny back and felt that he had really lost a lot of weight recently. She couldn't see his face, and she couldn't imagine what his expression was.

"Gu Jingchen, are you afraid that I will surpass you?"

Qi Ran, who was a teenager, said such words with arrogance and challenge.

Gu Jingchen stood up, turned around, condescending, a pair of cold eyes, deeply staring at her stubborn eyes. The thin lips opened slightly, and every word of breath was blown on her face.

"Do you know that what Cheng Wenxin wants is for you to become my other paintbrush, and you can only create under my aura in this life, and you will never be allowed to have your own style, and you will never be able to be yourself."

"I'm willing to be a better you!"

Such a sentence with a bit of immaturity and anger later became the beginning of Qi Ran's catastrophe.

Gu Jingchen knew that Cheng Wenxin wanted Qi Ran to imitate her painting style from the beginning, maybe she was really preparing for the arrival of a certain day, but what Gu Jingchen didn't expect was that today, this little girl who had never looked up to her could have such a pair of stubborn eyes and say such firm words.

The heart that had been cold for twenty years slowly melted at this moment......

"No matter what happens later. Would you like both? ”

Qi Ran nodded firmly.