The decoration of the gallery is beautiful, European style and elegant.

At this time, the smoke was burning, and the crowd of onlookers outside was full of ducks.

But in fact, the fire is almost under control.

There are many wooden buildings in this area, and a lot of effort has been put into firefighting.

Concubine Li looked solemn and silently thanked the firefighters. Only then did he turn around and hand the scarf to Yang Yuying.

Miss Yang wiped it on her neck somewhere, there were bruises and blood marks, and it was scary to look at.

Just as she took the scarf in Concubine Li's hand and put it on, Yang Yuying heard someone crying - "It's not me, I don't know what's going on!" ”

The two of them turned their heads together to see the security guard glaring angrily at a lady in cleaning clothes.

The eldest lady was depressed, her eyes were weeping, her hair was scorched, she was burned in a mess, and her face was black.

The security guard didn't care how she refuted, but his face was full of anger, and he said loudly to JC who rushed over: "It's her, more than a dozen pairs of eyes are watching, can there be a fake." ”

"That's right, it's Aunt Yu, who carried a jar into the conference room, said that she wanted to kill insects and sterilization, and asked everyone to go out, and sprayed around with a sprinkler for a long time, but as soon as her front feet came out, the conference room burned."

"Although we haven't heard anything, it must be something that can be burned, and when the investigation comes out, everyone will naturally know the cause of the fire, Aunt Yu, do you know how much damage our gallery has had? You're just waiting to go bankrupt. ”

Aunt Yu was at a loss, her body trembled slightly, and she was already a master of the six gods.

Yang Yuying rubbed her shoulders and raised her eyes to look around.

A large area is mostly yellow with neutral colors, and this aunt is also a yellow name.

At least it shows that she didn't set the fire, if it was her, it would have threatened Yang Yuying, it would definitely be a red name.

Yang Yuying turned her head, and several painters were standing on the steps outside the gallery talking.

She recognized the young writer Gu Yun in it, as well as Gu Yun's teacher Qin Guofang.

What she admired most in the gallery was the work of the two of them, so she paid a little attention to it.

Although Gu Yun and Qin Guofang were only masters and apprentices, they both behaved a little similarly, their eyes were gloomy at this time, their bodies were slightly decadent, and they were also absent-minded when talking to the person in charge of the gallery.

This time, Gu Yun also exhibited several paintings, but unfortunately they were not rescued.

Qin Guofang is okay, but Gu Yun is a painting idiot, and he loves every painting he paints like a child.

In particular, the paintings on display today are the works of him when he went to collect wind with his friends last year, and now that the paintings have been destroyed, he wants to paint again, but his mood is different, and he can't paint the original things.

When he thought of it at this time, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't even get up to deal with others.

There was a painter in his fifties, who was rich and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, although he was also depressed, but he still responded positively and did not give people a face.

In the face of the apology from the person in charge of the gallery, he also whispered comfort, but it was okay.

This person is also a well-known painter in China, named Tong Lang, who paints oil paintings, and is famous for his delicate painting style, and his paintings are very sought after.

In this exhibition, there is a stunning appearance of his new work - "That Night That Night".

At the beginning of the year, Tong Lang lost his beloved wife, who lost her life due to depression, and he was also grief-stricken, and his latest work "That Night That Night" will also become his last work.

He has announced that he will never paint again.

It is said that his wife is his muse, and without her, he will never be able to pick up a paintbrush again.

Because of this, the painting was sold for a high price of 40 million on the first day of exhibition.

The price is dozens of times higher than his previous works.

Now the gallery is equivalent to losing tens of millions of people, and if it weren't for the insurance company, the gallery owner would have been.

Now Tong Lang didn't pursue it, and the people around him praised him for his atmosphere.

Concubine Li glanced at this person and said coldly: "I am over fifty years old, my wife who died at the beginning of the year, when did I get married?" Looking at his dress, he doesn't look like a widowed old man. ”

The people who have been in the palace for many years, which one is not sharp-eyed.

Concubine Li was involved in the rivers and lakes in her early years, and she practiced in the palace, who is the person and what the heart, she took a look, and she saw a seven, seven, eighty, eight.

Not to mention anything else, this person is widowed, but he is only a little anxious, but he is not sad.

Yang Yuying saw the red name on Tong Lang's head.

She turned around and gave Concubine Li a look, Concubine Li nodded, walked straight over, approached JC who was investigating and questioning, and said in a low voice: "Please ask Teacher Tong Lang, we suspect that the cause of this fire is on him." ”

Several police officers in charge of the matter||Officer: "......"

Lin Han and the camera brother: "......"

Cinematography: Today's shoot is really hard to put into words. Aren't they 'in love' variety shows, but case tracking?

Tong Lang was communicating with the staff of the gallery at this time, and his eyes glanced into the gallery from time to time, and before he looked back, he heard Concubine Li shout in her particularly moving voice: "Teacher Tong, Aunt Yu is not easy, don't let her old man carry the black pot for you, come and confess yourself." ”

The onlookers were stunned.

The head of the gallery was even more surprised.

Tong Lang was taken aback, turned his head to look at Concubine Li, with a wry smile on his face, and his expression was dark: "The little girl is really good at joking, you can't talk nonsense, slandering others is a crime." ”

"Hmm."

Concubine Li blinked and changed the subject, "You have a perfume smell on you, I'm not very familiar with these, but I just smelled this one, little daisy?" Very good smell, I just wanted to send a perfume to our boss, so I went out of my way to try it. ”

"I think this perfume is more suitable for girls in their twenties, you are in your fifties this year?"

Tong Lang frowned: "What do you want to say!" ”

"I just want to say that you might not be a good teacher." Concubine Li smiled.

The camera that fell to a distant place behind me almost felt like I couldn't hold the camera.

Tong Lang was obviously angry, but he was alert and had already swept to the back and the camera.

He also felt familiar to Concubine Li.

muttered in his heart, and his face was a little kinder: "Miss, it's not a good habit to slander others casually, you have to talk about evidence, and you put the black cauldron of the fire on my head, which is ridiculous and outrageous." ”

"Why should I go burn the gallery? Today my painting is also on display, you may not know, my last painting is one of my most cherished paintings, destroy it...... I was the real loser. ”

Others should have been.

"Teacher Tong really has no motive. You can't talk nonsense. ”

"That is, what does Mr. Tong do when he burns his own paintings? No one is at odds with money...... Is it possible to be insured? ”

"Although there are insurance companies, the compensation of the insurance company is far from the value of 'night'."

The head of the gallery sighed, "The insurance company will only be 10 million, but Mr. Brown has long said that he wants to buy this painting, and the bid is 40 million, if nothing else, the deal has been struck." ”

The young painter Gu Yun suddenly spoke, "'Night' is like a magnificent illusion, it is the most soulful of all Mr. Tong's works, extremely beautiful, it is likely to be passed down for centuries, and its destruction is a loss for the entire art world." ”

Most of the onlookers in front of the gallery are interested in painting and understand the personalities of various gods in the art world.

Gu Yun is very young, and his qualifications are not as good as those old painters, but his popularity is not low.

Everyone knows that he has a somewhat indifferent personality, speaks directly, and usually doesn't have a big interest in Teacher Tong.

Gu Yun even said publicly that Mr. Tong's paintings are very good, but his character is not good, and he is not a person to befriend.

At this time, Gu Yun actually spoke for Tong Lang, which no one expected.

Even Aunt Yu, who was accused of being the culprit at the beginning, looked panicked, and she didn't believe that Teacher Tong would do such a thing.

She has been doing cleaning work in the gallery for more than a year, and others have turned a blind eye to her, I am afraid they don't even know her, only Teacher Tong, who met yesterday and specially said a few words to her and chatted for a while.

Mr. Tong has a very easy-going personality and is a good person.

Tong Lang sighed: "I'm tired, this farce is irritating, Xiao Li, let's go." ”

Saying that, he was about to leave, and Concubine Chongli said coldly, "If you say that I did it, you are welcome to speak with evidence." ”

"Proof?"

Concubine Li smiled, "That's a matter for the police." While surveillance may not be useful, finding evidence may not always be easy. ”

Without waiting for Tong Lang to shake his hand impatiently and leave, Concubine Li looked back at Yang Yuying and asked with a smile, "How is it?" ”

Yang Yuying squeezed in from outside, holding a sketchpad in her hand, and put it on the open space.

Tong Lang paused, and his expression changed suddenly.

Others were confused: "What is this?" ”

On the drawing board is a distorted picture, with brilliant colors and a very striking feeling.

Gu Yun and Qin Guofang, as well as two other painters, a middle-aged man and an elderly man, all stopped together and turned their heads to look this way.

Qin Guofang smiled: "It's a little interesting." ”

Gu Yun blinked: "This is the corner of 'Night'. ”

Tong Lang took a step back, then took a deep breath, and suddenly walked over and reached out to tear off the canvas.

Concubine Li casually reached out and touched his waist and abdomen, only once, Tong Lang snorted, sweating in pain, and his whole body was weak.

Yang Yuying smiled: "What to tear, you tear it once, I can draw it again, it's useless for you to tear it a hundred times." ”

Tong Lang took a deep breath and barely calmed down: "Don't copy my paintings casually, they are still imitated so badly, they don't look like it at all." ”

As soon as these words came out, Qin Guofang and several other masters couldn't help but turn their heads and glance at Tong Lang, and they were surprised.

Is this painting still bad? Not like that?

The painters present also saw that Yang Yuying's painting was a part of the night sky in "That Night" and enlarged it.

The painting of 'Night' is not just a starry sky, but even a starry sky, with a moon halo and thick clouds.

The painting shows a warm home, which makes people see that tender love will rise from the heart from the heart.

This painting is also one of the highest quality paintings in this exhibition, and of course it is very popular, and many painters have seen it.

What Yang Yuying painted at this time was a corner of this painting, and it was not just a person who recognized her.

There are professionals in front of me, and I still have this memory.

Especially Gu Yun, this person is known as never forgetting, and after seeing a famous painting from afar, he can copy it without any mistake by memorization.

He felt that Yang Yuying's painting was no longer a matter of resembling or not, it was exactly the same.

Although there is only a corner.

It's a pity that on the first day of the exhibition, no one has taken pictures yet, and the copying has not yet begun, otherwise it will be clear at a glance if you compare them.

Yang Yuying took a pen, dipped it in red paint, and stepped forward to gently connect a small star.

Everyone watched her movements.

Tong Lang's feet trembled.

After Yang Yuying finished sketching, she turned sideways and stepped aside, and everyone saw a line of words on the painting.

The font is elegant, and it is very beautiful - Si Rou would like to dedicate this painting to my esteemed teacher, and I hope you will live a long and healthy life.

Everyone was stunned.

"Si Rou?"

Gu Yun thought about it carefully, but he didn't come up with what kind of person this was.

It was Qin Guofang who remembered: "Si Rou, Tong Lang, your wife seems to be Si Rou?" This painting was made by your wife? ”

Whispers rang out.

Everyone talked about it and couldn't believe it.

Mr. Tong is in his fifties, and he is a professor at the Changzhou Academy of Fine Arts, teaching and educating people for many years, how can he do such a thing.

Yang Yuying said softly: "Teacher Tong, you should also see this mark?" So I set up a bureau and set fire to the paintings. It's just that this is your painting, you can walk over and tear it up in a big way, and who's going to stop you? ”

Concubine Li also shook her head: "Why bother to do such a crazy thing?" ”

Tong Lang's lips were pale, his face was also pale, and the whole person was almost unable to support it.

He barely opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse: "You are slandering, the night is my work, you are ...... nonsense"

But he is obviously not the kind of person who is particularly determined, his expression is panicked, and his mind is also confused.

Yang Yuying flipped out her mobile phone, searched inside, and found a painting, which she opened up for others to see.

"This is the work at the Cheung Chau University Students' Art Exhibition ten years ago, and everyone can take a look."

The paintings that Yang Yuying searched for were the first works of the year, and they painted pastoral farmhouses, not impressionist paintings.

But those who know it can see at a glance that there are many small details similar to the way this painting is painted and the night.

In fact, many painters, especially excellent painters, will paint works that cannot be erased on them, even if the paintings are very different, people who really appreciate them can still unconsciously distinguish them.

Yang Yuying exhaled softly: "The author of this painting is Si Rou, the painting ten years ago is still childish, but it is already very good, she is very talented, isn't it?" ”

These words were asked by Tong Lang.

Tong Lang was still waiting to refute, but in the end, he only squirmed the corner of his lower lip and didn't say a word.

The people present are all professional art people, who is a fool? At least everyone has already determined in their hearts, whether Tong Lang set the fire or not, but "Night" is indeed the work of his deceased wife.

The camera was so excited that the camera was focused on Tong Lang.

He filmed a show, and he actually filmed such exciting news, and when he went back, the director had to increase his salary.

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