Kyoto Star Bay is located on the north bank of Kyoto's most prestigious Metz River. With its invincible view of the Metz River, it has been popular with a large number of celebrity businessmen, and has now become one of the most expensive residential communities in Kyoto, with an average price of more than 250,000 yuan per square meter.

Zheng Ziqi's home is on the 32nd floor of the easternmost Lanyue Building, and on the same floor as her is her good friend Yu Fangfang, a best-selling author who has recently become purple.

"Ding Dong", the doorbell rings.

Zheng Ziqi, who was holding a guitar and writing songs, picked up his mobile phone and clicked on the "Door God" APP, which is an application that can be connected to the access control system, and Fangfang's face immediately appeared on the mobile phone screen.

The corners of Zheng Ziqi's mouth showed a slight smile, Yu Fangfang came just in time, her song happened to be written in the place where she was stuck, and she was looking for her to chat.

"The late night visit of a great writer really makes the humble house shine!" Zheng Ziqi opened the door and said teasingly.

Before Yu Fangfang could speak, she covered her mouth and giggled.

"Knowing that I am here, how can I still miss the welcome, and it takes me so long to open the door!"

"Besides, I was writing a new song when I was interrupted by your doorbell." Zheng Ziqi pretended to be slightly angry.

"Creation is a big event for the benefit of the country and the people, I can't bother it, farewell." With that, Yu Fangfang turned around and wanted to go back.

"Alas, I'm talking about fun, why are you still serious!" Zheng Ziqi hurriedly grabbed Yu Fangfang, "I'll tell you the truth, I just happened to write to the bottleneck, and I was looking forward to you coming to talk about changing your brain." ”

"Alas, it seems that the two of us are both Tianya Creation Stuck Shell People! I'm also stuck in the novel, and I want you to find inspiration. Yu Fangfang shook her head and sighed lightly.

"Then what are you doing, come in quickly."

Putting on the soft piano music, Zheng Ziqi asked, "Do you want to go to the balcony for a drink?" ”

Yu Fangfang crossed her legs on the sofa and shook her head, "No, after drinking, my thinking is very slow for a while, let alone writing today's manuscript!" You'd better get me a quilt coffee. ”

"Drinking coffee so late, you're not afraid of insomnia." Zheng Ziqi frowned slightly.

"I'm a heavy coffee sufferer, and I'm already immune to it for sleep."

"I only have cat coffee, don't you mind!"

"It's a good thing, I'm too late to be happy, hurry up and get me a drink." Yu Fangfang's eyes were already looking forward to it.

After making cat feces coffee for Yu Fangfang, Zheng Ziqi poured herself another glass of red wine, she has the habit of drinking a glass of red wine before going to bed, which not only helps sleep, but also can maintain skin care and slow down aging.

Yu Fangfang pinched the handle of the delicate white porcelain cup, brought it to her nose, and sniffed it gently.

"Wow, it smells so good."

Yu Fangfang took another sip, the taste was delicate and soft, and the aftertaste was very mellow.

Unconsciously closed his eyes, made a drunken appearance and said, "Well~~~, it's really delicious." ”

Zheng Ziqi took a sip of red wine and asked, "What have you been writing recently?" ”

"This time I plan to write the story of a Renaissance painter who traveled to modern society, and a painting of a young girl that the painter inadvertently painted was auctioned off at a sky-high price 500 years later, and the person who auctioned off the painting turned out to be exactly the same as the girl in the painting. He then approached the woman, eventually discovering that she was not the same girl she was in the Renaissance, but he was still uncontrollably in love with her. Yu Fangfang briefly introduced the idea of the new book.

"Well, this story is very attractive, and I don't have to think about it, it will definitely occupy the top spot on the bestseller list again." Zheng Ziqi said half-flattering, half-serious.

The smile on the corner of Yu Fangfang's eyes and eyebrows couldn't stop overflowing, everyone loves to listen to flattery, and she is certainly no exception. In fact, she has been worried about the past few days that the performance of the new book will not be as good as the previous ones.

"Really? Coax me! Yu Fangfang wanted to get more affirmation.

"What am I coaxing you for, trust me, my instincts have always been accurate." Zheng Ziqi took a sip of red wine and said very firmly.

"By the way, didn't you take a new Renaissance painting recently, can you let me take a look at it, maybe I can get some inspiration."

"I'm so happy, I just want to taste it with you!"

Zheng Ziqi put down his wine glass, got up from the couch, and led the way through a hallway, stopping at a door made of heavy metal.

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The view passed through the corridor and over the large balcony, where a drone was suspended in the night 10 meters away from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, the black fuselage almost blending in with the night.

The high-powered infrared camera on the drone is monitoring Zheng Ziqi's every move in the house.

The miniature eavesdropping device launched from the drone passed through the open balcony window and landed at the root of a pot of leafy fortune trees in the hallway, and was simultaneously recording the sounds of the house.

And on the top floor of this building, Xiang Xiaotian and the secretary man have changed into their respective battle clothes, and behind the hideous mask, Xiang Xiaotian's eyes are emitting a faint blue light.

At this moment, these eyes were staring at the screen of the surveillance screen, and seeing that Zheng Ziqi was already opening the door, Xiang Xiaotian hurriedly got up.

"The door to the studio is about to open, now act."

The secretary man nodded, quickly put the monitor in his backpack, and followed Xiang Xiaotian to the edge of the building.

The calm Metz River is flowing slowly at the foot of the river, and the houses on the other side of the river are silently soaked in neon lights like small square boxes.

Xiang Xiaotian silently crossed the guardrail and jumped down, the hunting wind whirring in his ears.

When he fell to the 32nd floor, Xiang Xiaotian's figure suddenly turned ghostly, swept through the half-open window like a black shadow, and landed silently on the balcony of Deng Ziqi's house.

The secretary man behind him did not have Xiang Xiaotian's cultivation, he had a safety rope tied to his body, and the pulley just stopped outside the balcony. Xiang Xiaotian stretched out his hand, pulled it gently, and the secretary male relay flipped over, and it landed on the balcony lightly.

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In the hallway, Zheng Ziqi brought his right eye closer to the camera on the door.

"Pupil recognition is correct." The sound of a cold machine was heard.

This was followed by a "click" of the metal door unlocking, and then the metal door was popped open.

Zheng Ziqi opened the door and beckoned Yu Fangfang: "Come in." ”

"Hey, you're really solid." Yu Fangfang said jokingly, and had already stepped in.

It turned out that it was a room of about 40 square meters, and there was no window in the room, only a central air conditioning outlet on the top, which should be for safety reasons. After all, with windows, it's much easier to get in.

The walls on all four sides are covered with paintings of all sizes. Among these paintings, Chinese paintings and oil paintings are almost half apart, some of which look quite old, while others look very new, as if they have just been painted.

There was an easel in the center of the room, and Yu Fangfang walked closer to take a look, only to see that there was an unfinished painting on the easel, painting a plain white tulip flower, and the two blooming flowers of the main body had been completed, but the green leaves in the background were only scratching the draft, and only a little vague outline could be seen.

"You drew this?" Yu Fangfang asked in some surprise, I've known Zheng Ziqi for so long, and I never knew that her paintings were so good.

Zheng Ziqi hugged his arms and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Yes." ”

In fact, Zheng Ziqi, like Su Ruixi, was a new life form that was mixed into a new life form from a new host body when he was about to die.

She was originally a fencer, but of course she was also a painting enthusiast.

"Do you have a drawing on this too?" Yu Fangfang's gaze moved to the wall.

"Yes, there is."

Zheng Ziqi pointed to one of the paintings, which showed a green hillside mixed with daisies, and behind the hillside was a blue sea and blue sky that could not be seen.

"I painted this painting "Spring Blossoms"."

"Wow, that's a great drawing!" Yu Fangfang praised from the bottom of her heart.

"Don't you want to see the painting I just bought? Well, this is it. Zheng Ziqi pointed to a conspicuous painting and said.

Yu Fangfang came to the front of the painting and observed it seriously.

The picture shows a green forest, and in the foreground there is a tall plane tree, with an ivy-covered swing frame hanging from its thick branches.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, sitting on a swing, was swinging to the top of the foreground.

The girl's face is very delicate and beautiful, and the smile on her face is bright at the moment, and Yu Fangfang seems to be able to hear the crisp and pleasant laughter.

The girl wore a wreath of flowers on her head, and underneath the wreath was a clump of blonde hair fluttering in the wind. Looking down further, the girl's white long skirt was fluttering by the wind, and the bottom of the long skirt revealed a pair of slightly upturned jade feet.

Behind the girl was a handsome young man in a green cloth robe, with a pair of white wings behind him. At this moment, the young man stretched out his arm with a positive smile, obviously helping the girl push the swing.

"The painting looks really beautiful." Yu Fangfang said.

"Well, it's by the hands of the famous artists of the European Renaissance."

"This painting must be expensive!" Yu Fangfang asked curiously.

Zheng Ziqi smiled and hooked the corners of his mouth, "Of course, 200 million yuan." ”

"200 million, oh my!" Yu Fangfang's expression looked like she had seen a living Tyrannosaurus rex in her bathroom, and she was so frightened that she almost fainted on the spot.

"You're too rich!"

"How can I have so much money, it's all the property left by my father."

Zheng Ziqi's father turned out to be a real estate tycoon who died of lung cancer 2 years ago.

Of course, Yu Fangfang knew all this, but Zheng Ziqi had never been interested in collecting famous paintings in the past, and she would never spend so much money at once, so this would inevitably surprise and frighten her.

"Your expression is too exaggerated, isn't it, collecting famous paintings is not a loser, now the market of famous paintings is rising every year, I am also investing, you know?"

Yu Fangfang pursed her lips noncommittally, and said with a smile: "It seems that I will never be able to keep up with the rhythm of your rich people's thoughts!" ”

Zheng Ziqi smiled: "It's like you're not rich." ”

"Alas, where am I rich? I'm poor and white. ”

"One poor and two white, you live in Star Bay?" Zheng Ziqi's face seemed to have a line of big words written - don't you talk nonsense with your eyes open, okay?!

"What about Star Bay? It's not as good as one of your paintings! ”

"I said, are you here to see the paintings or the money? If I don't concentrate on the paintings, I'll be evicted! Zheng Ziqi pretended to be angry and raised his face.

"Just sigh a few words, as for it? Alright, alright, I'm concentrating on the paintings! Yu Fangfang's gaze fell on the canvas again.