As for why Yu Daqian is so thin, it has to start with the days after saving Xie Dongfeng.

During those days, good things were good, bad things were good, and everything was coming, which overwhelmed Yu Daqian.

With the aura of a hero who saves people, Yu Daqian became famous in a short time, and with the 200,000 yuan honorarium sent by Xie Guoce, he co-opened a calligraphy and painting trading room, specializing in calligraphy and painting trading business.

Unexpectedly, the partner ran away, not only swept away the cooperation funds, but also took several of Yu Daqian's paintings away.

During the time when Xie Dongfeng was repeating his studies, Yu Daqian was living a life of exile, with no extra money on him, and he had to rely on He Mochou to help him live for a while.

He had to run around, paint for people to earn money, and worry about where he would go after graduation while inquiring about the news of his running partner.

If you can't finish your heart, you just don't have to worry about it.

This time, a so-called modern art exchange meeting held in the hotel was, in Yu Daqian's view, nothing more than a show for the artists to entertain the capitalists.

As a well-known young painter in the local area, Yu Daqian was invited to participate in the on-site creation, and he would be paid a certain amount afterwards.

This may be a more realistic choice for Yu Daqian, who is currently in trouble, no matter what show he makes, making money is necessary for survival.

"Daqian, draw one, help the fun!"

A room full of so-called celebrities are staggering, talking and laughing, eating delicious food, looking at a scholar, holding a pen at the desk, and painting a landscape.

"The mountain is not high, there is water and the spirit", do not follow the routine of the painting method, first inscription and then painting, is the usual practice of Yu Daqian when he was a student.

Habits easily turn into nature. For Yu Daqian now, the accumulation of this painting method has made his painting speed improve very quickly.

"Rustling", just paint a few majestic mountains, gurgling streams, sparkling lakes, and then decorate a small boat, and then add rocks, jungles, wild grasses, wild flowers, and it is not difficult to complete a decent landscape painting in half an hour.

Looking at the finished work, Yu Daqian showed a long-lost smile, as if he saw his own child, so happy.

However, after the organizer's WeChat transfer, the work belonged to someone else. In the staggered atmosphere, Yu Daqian found an excuse to come out.

He had other things to do, and he felt some inexplicable anxiety in his heart.

The mobile phone he bought by accident today, the picture of the mobile phone made his eyes shine, and he thought about it for thousands of years.

"It's so similar." Yu Daqian muttered to himself again.

"Who the hell is it like?" Yu Daqian couldn't say it for a while, in short, there was a feeling of déjà vu Yan returned.

It's too similar to say who it looks like, maybe it's the person I miss in my heart, the person I look forward to, but who this person is, Yu Daqian can't remember it for a while.

Since the last time he rescued someone from falling into the water and being rescued, Yu Daqian's spirit seems to be in a trance, not only does his memory deteriorate sometimes, but he also likes to mumble to himself many times.

"Maybe it's in the water, right?"

"It feels like I've lost my soul."

Yu Daqian sometimes hears similar discussions behind others' backs.

He was still doing his own thing, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and only when he painted did he feel happy.

Therefore, there is less wine and meat, more tossing, and after running around for a long time, people have lost weight and become what they are now, a down-and-out reader.

He became desireless, ignorant and fearless, especially when copying the paintings he was interested in, it was like living in his own world, and even his college roommate He Mochou scratched his head with worry.

"Brother Yu, are you okay?"

No response.

"Daqian, are you okay?"

No response.

"Yu Sanjin! Are you alright? ”

Only with this sentence did Yu Daqian raise his head, "You say, what?" ……”

Perhaps, for the time being, no one in this world knows that his heart has been lost in a distant place?

"It's so similar!"

On the way back, Yu Daqian muttered to himself while preparing to open his mobile phone and look at the photo album inside......