"It's okay for me to be a man. I often drive overnight in the U.S. and get used to it. Sometimes I feel like I'm spending more time in the car than sleeping in bed. Zhuang Yousheng said to himself.

Being watched by him like this, the butterfly felt uncomfortable, and the scarf was wrapped around her neck for a long time.

She thought to herself, well, it's a car again, this man loves cars so much. Barely wrapped himself, he opened the car door and said, "That's it, thank you." ”

"Goodbye."

"Bye-bye." The butterfly ran into the corridor with a smoke, and the sensor light turned on in response.

Zhuang Yousheng didn't leave immediately, his mind was still vaguely stuck at the moment when she still hadn't left, and he seemed to be able to appreciate her faint breath in a trance. He stared at the sensor light upstairs from afar, all the way to the third floor, and then stopped abruptly, only to hear the sound of the door closing, and the silence around him returned.

Zhuang Yousheng suddenly retracted his thoughts and scolded secretly, why don't you leave, what are you doing here?

Thinking like this in her head, but there was no action in her hands, she found that the car door was not closed when she left just now, so she closed the car door again, and for some reason, she felt that this night was the happiest night since she returned to China. I was so excited.

Looking at my phone, it's past midnight. Facing the long midnight was perhaps the most familiar scene in his life. During the day, I sometimes feel poor and even a little sluggish. But by midnight, you'll be refreshed. It is customary to drink a cup of tea at night and look at the vast sky, the sky in the United States is better than here, and if you are in the desert, you can see the endless and dense galaxy.

I have to say that I belong to the night. For this reason, he always likes to go out to meet friends at night, or bury himself in his messy studio, immersed in his painting world.

At that time, although it was crazy and hard, it was a great achievement. Many of the paintings that I am proud of were completed during that time. Now that I have returned to China, my life is comfortable, but I feel that my mind has become empty. Although I don't have to worry so much about my livelihood now, I am actually busy working for my livelihood all day long.

Some time ago, the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts made an appointment with him, saying that he hoped to hire himself to give lectures at the Academy of Fine Arts and serve as a professor. I didn't think about what I was going to do back to China at that time, and I replied vaguely in a hurry, without thinking about it carefully. However, it is a great position, and I can still spend a lot of time on my creation, except for going to the academy to give a few painting classes a week.

In addition, in the auction house last week's auction, someone bought one of his early works, because the market is good, and the auction house is discussing with him to come up with some more works. I don't know when it began, the domestic collecting world began to aim at modern domestic ink paintings, and the market has been improving, although it is still not as good as oil paintings, but compared with a few decades ago, it is very different.

A pair of Guan Chun's ink paintings, the auction price is as high as 10 million. The paintings of his apprentices also became sought-after treasures. Guan Chun has long passed away, and one of his youngest apprentices is also an ancient rarity this year, and the last time he met at a meal, he met by chance, and the stars held the moon, and his status can be described as the supreme in the painting world. Even Lin Motian talked about this person with three points of respect.

In the Chinese painting world, they each hold their own faction, although they do not correspond, but they cherish each other.

But when it comes to the origin, there are still some, that Guan Chun once had a love affair with Lin Motian's master. Lin Motian's master is a woman, born before the liberation of everyone, since she was a child has strictly studied painting, she is the youngest, above six brothers, born to her finally has a girl, the nickname is seven, parents are very loved, they spent money to invite a lot of teachers to teach her, she is also very talented since childhood, less than eighteen years old, her paintings have been the Kuomintang inside and outside the elite to compete for things, all the rage, at that time who had her paintings to hang in the hall, that is called identity and taste.

However, she has a withdrawn personality, hidden in a courtyard in Suzhou, rarely shows her head, and the name of the picture scroll is Qiqi, no one knows whether it is a man or a woman, and the outside world has always thought it is a man. Guan Chun once traveled to Gusu and stayed in the Qijia family for a month, and accidentally met this mysterious talented woman, who was very fond of it at that time, but after all, he already had a wife. Qi Qi rarely sees men outside, and when he sees the suave Guan Chun, and he is also full of talent, he naturally admires it very much, but this relationship must not end well. It is said that this seven has never been married, and he accepted some students in middle age, and finally died of depression and became a legend.

Zhuang Yousheng was in his hometown when he was young, and he also heard some rumors about the unit, but as time passed, the rumors gradually faded away, and many people forgot about this woman, who was also her student after the liberation began to be active in the painting world, and the name of the seventeenth was mentioned again. But most of her paintings have been destroyed in the war, and she accidentally saw a landscape painting in the bedroom of Lin Motian's house. The charm of the painting is far-reaching, with the style of Qiu Ying in the Ming Dynasty. It's really lovely.

No one knows how much Lin Motian has inherited from this strange woman, but holding the banner of the disciple of the Seven Closed Sects, and being a person who is extremely active, he can be regarded as the head of the painting world.

In Zhuang Yousheng's eyes, Lin Motian gradually lost his identity as a painter, but was an out-and-out social activist. is like an acting star in the painting world, and he is well versed in sensationalism.

On the surface, he respects him, but in his heart he is helpless.

I brought a lot of pictures with me when I returned to China this time, and I still need to spend some time sorting them out one by one.

I don't want to think about this, it's time to go back. He looked at the floor again, but there was no light, the girl should be ready to sleep.

On the way back, he kept thinking about the conversation with the butterfly just now, it turned out that he had lost his parents at such a young age, and it was really pitiful to think about it. Suddenly, I felt a little more sorry for this plain girl. Why are the strange women in this world always ill-fated?

However, Zhuang Yousheng is not an amorous person, and this regret is also a thought, fleeting.

The life of the diving bird was disrupted in an accident, and in the face of Leng Qinghe, he didn't know if he liked it, but it was true that Leng Qinghe liked him. Of course he knew, he wasn't unemotional, but he still had things in his heart that he couldn't let go, and he didn't want to stay here for a long time. This idea became increasingly prominent after the Chinese New Year.

There have been some small changes in the company, and some people have rumored that there seems to be a mole in the company, who has been quietly reporting to the top, or secretly reporting the company's daily situation to the top. For example, if someone is often late, let someone clock in instead. Whoever will secretly watch movies online when no one is around. Whoever takes private work outside during work. Wait a minute.

At this annual meeting, the big boss suddenly mentioned this matter at the dinner, and took out a piece of printing paper with many words on it, saying that it was evidence, and a long list counted the violations of the law at a certain time and time. made everyone present secretly break out in a cold sweat.

Although the big boss didn't have any terrible actions at that time, after reprimanding and summarizing the words, he still started the lottery. However, the whole Chinese New Year's Eve dinner has completely changed its taste.

Everyone was secretly speculating about whether there was their name on the dense printing paper. Those who are usually idle and lazy naturally have ghosts in their hearts, and they are even more frightened and uneasy, not knowing what kind of ending they will have in this year? With each of them in mind, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the second half of the game is really unpleasant. Everyone looked at each other, thinking about where to go in the coming year.