"I've got your clothes ready in advance." Song Jun called a staff member and asked that person to take Su Yunuo to the fitting room.

Su Yunuo wanted to shirk it with a lot of backbone, but she looked around, looked at the bright and glorious clothes of the people around her, and looked at her professional clothes, feeling that she was really a little lagging behind.

At this time, Song Jun naturally saw her hesitation, and said with a smile, "If you don't want to change, it's okay, I don't think you're ashamed, let's just go in." ”

"Who said that? Why am I reluctant to change? Su Yunuo denied it, walked directly to the service staff, and asked her to lead the way to the fitting room.

On his way to change clothes, he asked the staff, "Is this the place where the art is exhibited?" But why do these people wear dresses to see them? ”

In her mind, the dress should only be at a banquet.

The staff leaned over slightly and said, "Because this exhibition is different from ordinary exhibitions, there are many aristocratic personnel involved, and even some royal families participate. It is not only an artist's exhibition, but also a demonstration of economy and strength. ”

After a pause, she said, "And this exhibition is accompanied by an auction, and almost everyone who participates in the exhibition will participate in the auction, which is the most important thing in this exhibition." ”

Su Yunuo looked at the ignorance faced with his own ignorance, and the staff could be so humble and explain in such detail, and he had a certain understanding of this so-called exhibition in his heart.

Song Jun looked at Su Yunuo's angry figure, but felt that she was even more charming. This is the real Su Yunuo, such a vivid Su Yunuo, every time Su Yunuo's stiff posture in front of him makes him very helpless.

He's always been a good gentleman.

After Su Yunuo came out in the dress that Song Jun had prepared.

Song Jun looked at the delicate gauze skirt in front of him, the cut was just right, and the body was perfectly wrapped, and every place was like a beauty created with artwork. I couldn't help but be stunned.

Su Yunuo's familiar crazy color appeared in his eyes again.

"Yunuo, you definitely belong to me."

Su Yunuo unconsciously felt that his exposed shoulders were a little cold. Looking into his eyes, I felt a chill.

Song Jun regained his innocent smile in an instant, and walked over to Su Yunuo.

"Yunuo, you are so beautiful, you are more beautiful than every artwork in this exhibition hall."

Saying that, he shook his head, a little self-reproachful, "How can I let you appear so beautiful in front of so many people?" What if someone takes a fancy to me? Besides, your beauty should only be appreciated by me. ”

Su Yunuo didn't respond, let him hold his arm, and the two walked towards the exhibition area seemingly intimately.

She originally wanted to resist, but she was firmly imprisoned by Song Jun, without the slightest strength to resist, how could she be a little woman who was the opponent of this big man? She had nothing but helplessness about it.

"Song Jun, you hurt me." Su Yunuo said.

Song Jun immediately reacted, he used more strength, and wanted to control Su Yunuo from resisting him, so he used extra force.

"I'm sorry." He immediately apologized and said, with a deep apology in his eyes.

Su Yunuo saw the appearance of the man in front of him, and it was difficult to continue this topic, so he shook his head and said that it didn't matter.

The two of them walked in front of the exhibition hall with a big red eye, and both of them were extremely good-looking, so they attracted the attention of many people.

Song Jun didn't care about taking Su Yunuo through and over, just to take Su Yunuo to see the painting he painted for her.

When the two arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered there.

The woman on the picture has delicate facial features, and her complexion is snow-white, even revealing a sickly paleness. Her eyes are sharp, but she can faintly see her compassion, her hair is blown by the wind and flutters freely, but it seems to have a messy beauty.

Su Yunuo and Song Jun stood quietly in the distance and watched the painting. Suddenly, I heard a man commenting in front of the picture.

Su Yunuo tilted his head slightly and looked at Song Jun with a puzzled gaze.

Song Jun shook his head, "I haven't called anyone to explain my painting, it's not something that can be expressed in words." "So it's about my heart, my complex inner world.

"This painting expresses the love of this woman in the artist's dialogue, but after confessing, she is sad and sad to be rejected, and she is so sad that she can't ask for it."

"The eyes of the woman in the painting are a figurative portrayal of the artist's performance at that time."

The people who gathered around to see the painting showed a sympathetic gaze, and the explanation of the painting poked at the heartache of many people.

"Don't explain if you don't move." Song Jun stepped forward slowly and said coldly. Su Yunuo beside him suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the sharp-eyed people immediately found that Su Yunuo was the woman in the painting.

When the narrator saw the main lord coming, he ran away.

"You didn't confess failure! So why is the woman's eyes so sharp in the painting? Someone asked him suspiciously.

Song Jun glanced at him indifferently and said, "There are not only sharp things in his eyes, but also other things. If you can't see it, naturally you don't have this feeling, and people who have this feeling can naturally see that my paintings don't need to be understood by too many people, as long as those who understand me understand it. ”

Casually holding Su Yunuo and walking away, "Always look at yourself, you may be tired of seeing it yourself, I'll take you to see the others." ”

Su Yunuo nodded. She won't get tired of watching it, but the more she looks at it, the more shocked she becomes. She is too realistic in the picture, and the realism makes her feel a deep sense of powerlessness when facing Song Jun.

It is not the realism depicted on the skin and facial features, but the realism depicted in her eyes and the subtle changes in her demeanor.

"But my painting didn't become the centerpiece of this exhibition." Song Jun had deep regret in his eyes.

"I'll show you the painting at the core."

Su Yunuo followed Song Jun to the front of a painting, because it was the core, there were some railings around the painting. Many people watched from the periphery of the railing, and inside the railing, a girl in a black dress stood alone in front of the painting.

"Did the girl draw it?" Su Yunuo. Looking at this special treatment, I already had some guesses in my heart.

"Yes, that's right." Song Jun's rare eyes did not show contempt, and even a little admiration. "Her paintings live up to their name."

The girl's painting has no other colors on it, only simple black and white, and a simple scarecrow is depicted, with empty eyes and looking at birds flying in the distance.

Every stroke and stroke is extremely simple. But Su Yunuo felt the loneliness, grief, discomfort, and longing for the light contained in it.

"Why is she so depressed and pessimistic at such a young age?" Su Yunuo unconsciously asked what he thought in his heart.

A look of joy appeared in Song Jun's eyes, "You can see it." ”

Su Yunuo nodded slightly, she could see it but couldn't understand it. The girl looked to be in her 20s at most.

Song Jun shook his head, "Maybe she's experienced something too desperate." He looked at the painting deeply, and a look that Song Yunuo couldn't understand appeared in his eyes, "This painting needs to have strong empathy and aesthetic ability." ”

"If you can read it, that's enough."

Although Song Jun said this, Su Yunuo felt that this matter must not be so simple. Maybe... This is another entry point to understand Song Jun.

The girl in the black dress saw them standing on the periphery of the crowd looking at the paintings, smiled at them from a distance, and walked over.

Su Yunuo looked at Song Jun in surprise, "Do you know her?" ”

Song Jun nodded. The smile on his face softened, and he looked at the girl who came over and said, "Her name is Yan Yan." ”

"Song Jun, you're here." Yan Yan smiled slightly, and shouted kindly and distantly.

Song Jun nodded and pulled Su Yunuo, "This is the girl I introduced to you before, my girlfriend." ”

"I remember, Su Yunuo. It's the woman on this painting that you participated in this exhibition. A very beautiful woman, the one you love dearly. Yan Yan's series of expressions are both formal and cordial.

When she approached, Su Yunuo realized that her appearance was a kind of classical beauty of a Chinese beauty. It's just that this beauty is mixed with a cold temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away. And there is a faint despair and depression.

"You're beautiful too. Still young. Su Yunuo said with a smile, and looked at Song Jun again, as if he was joking about something.

Song Jun reluctantly admitted, "I am indeed not as talented as her, and it is the first time that such a young painter has appeared in such an exhibition." ”

Yan Yan was not modest, but just looked at Song Jun with a little surprise. "I never thought that you would bow your head this day, and sure enough, Miss Yunuo's status in your heart is indeed extraordinary."

Song Jun smiled, did not object, and seemed to acquiesce.

"Miss Yunuo, can you see what I'm drawing?"

Su Yunuo was a little surprised by Yan Yan's sudden questioning. Yan Yan seems to be ignorant of human feelings, and he never cares about the etiquette between ordinary people.

"I don't know Miss Yan Yan, what kind of suffering you have in your heart, but I am also sad about it, I believe that the light has been beckoning to you."

Yan Yan's eyes lit up, and he looked at Su Yunuo's eyes with a little more appreciation.

"I don't know if I should say it or not, but I'd love to tell you that you've never laughed since I saw you." Su Yunuo bit his lip, but still spoke.

"I never smile on weekdays, and smiling has been a long-lost ability for me." Yan Yan's eyes were a little apologetic, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble." ”

"No, there isn't." Su Yunuo shook his head, "I just want you to live as happily as possible." ”

"You're such an interesting person, I thought, we can make a friend." Yan Yan stretched out his hand to Su Yunuo, "What do you think?" ”

Su Yunuo held her hand and said with a smile, "We are already friends." ”