Time turned, and three years passed in a flash. Ye Tong was already a famous painter in country Z at this time, and her works were appreciated and sought after by many people, but because she has always maintained a low profile and mystery, not too many people have seen her true face. It's just that her works are highly evaluated, and people are speculating about what kind of person this mysterious painter is, and there are many speculations about her. Ye Tong was also indifferent to these.

The early morning sun slowly spilled into the room with a little warmth, coating the whole room with a faint halo. At this time, Ye Tong was still asleep, and the sun shone on her eyebrows, adding a little softness.

"Mom, it's time to get up." A somewhat immature voice sounded in her ears, a pair of small hands gently pushed Ye Tong's shoulders, Ye Tong turned over, sat up in a daze, and saw his son Niannian climbing on the side of the bed, a pair of black and bright eyes turned straight away.

Ye Tong smiled softly at Nian Nian, got up and got out of bed, rubbed the top of Nian Nian's head, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" I'm going to cook. Nian Nian nodded obediently, sat on the bed and waited quietly, a pair of little legs dangling in the air.

Ye Tong turned around to make breakfast, Niannian was very sensible, he would wake her up every day, and he would also care about whether she was happy. Ye Tong's eyes were full of smiles, and after preparing breakfast, Ye Tong led Nian Nian to the dining table, sat face to face with him, and enjoyed the quiet beauty of the early morning together.

Suddenly, her phone rang, shattering the gentle and quiet scene. Ye Tong picked up the phone and told her that about the art exhibition, she still needed to go to the scene in person. Ye Tong looked at the little bean in front of him who was eating with great concentration, and sighed helplessly.

At this time, the TV broadcast a scandal between Xiao Jinming and the cutting-edge designer Su Li because of the cooperative relationship, and the host told the ambiguous story between the two in a colorful voice, this kind of lace news is really a lot, Ye Tong was stunned for a moment, and he didn't take it too seriously, and then he thought about the exhibition.

After dinner, she sent Nian Nian to the kindergarten, then turned the direction of the car and came to the outside of the art exhibition.

When I first entered the inner room, I found that the inside was impassable, and the gap between people was very narrow, and the flow of people was very dense, which could be described as a tight fit. Ye Tong was not in a hurry, standing quietly at the exit of the exhibition and waiting, waiting for the crowd to disperse a little, and then squeezed in through the slightly vacated entrance on the other side.

Shuttling through the crowded flow of people, Ye Tong couldn't help but think that this was the third day since she returned from the United States. Suddenly, her eyes were attracted by a figure, it was a man, tall and outstanding, with a cold face, and the momentum around him was incompatible with the crowded crowd. Ye Tong stood on tiptoe, wanting to see clearly, but he was pushed by the person behind him, and before he could see the man's face clearly, he passed by.

Xiao Jinming also felt that there was a figure in the crowd that was slightly familiar, but he looked around but didn't find it, he laughed self-deprecatingly, feeling that he was afraid that he was a little stunned, which could dazzle, and then strode out of the exhibition without hesitation.

Finally squeezed into the art exhibition, Ye Tong only felt a little weak, he was just squeezed around, and it was really exhausting his physical strength. Sighing slightly, Ye Tong took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on.

Ye Tong lowered his eyes and listened to people's discussions in a low-key and humble manner. She has a clear understanding of her paintings, which are not perfect, and there are many things that need to be improved, so listening to others is the best way to improve. 89 Literature Network

She followed the bustling crowd and listened intently to what others had to say about her paintings. "I think this work is very good, it has its own ideas and characteristics." Ye Tong smiled with some relief when he heard it, it was indeed a happy thing to hear the praise of himself.

"This work is also very good, I really want to see what kind of person the author himself is who can paint such a work." Another voice spoke, with a hint of yearning in his tone. "Yes, I have the opportunity, I really want to know the author, what kind of person can have such a painter." Another voice chimed in.

Smiling indifferently, Ye Tong thought a little funny, he was just an ordinary painter, he would be happy because of the appreciation of others, and he would examine and correct the shortcomings of his paintings over and over again, and they were not as mysterious and unknown as people imagined. She followed the crowd step by step, listening carefully to everyone's evaluation of her paintings, with mixed praise and appreciation, but praise and appreciation were the majority. She was a little brighter in her heart, and remembered that she was going to go to the curator to ask about the results this time.

She walked slowly to the curator's office, wandering her gaze aimlessly, aimlessly scanning the paintings on the walls on either side. When she walked to the door of the curator's office and tried to knock, she was paused by the voices inside.

"I feel like my work can be placed in the very center of the gallery." It was a female voice mixed with a little anger, and her voice was low, obviously already a little angry.

In the office, Su Li raised her eyebrows, and looked at the curator opposite with a hint of anger between her eyebrows, she was very puzzled, why her works were not placed in the middle booth?

"I'm sorry, Miss Su, we can't do that." The curator's voice was mixed with a hint of apology, drifting to Ye Tong's ears.

Ye Tong was stunned, and then reacted that the conversation between the two was listened to by himself, and he felt a little helpless, he was not unintentional to eavesdrop, if it was misunderstood for a while, it would be even more inexplicable.

I only heard Su Li's voice inside with even more anger, and he almost gritted his teeth: "Why?" ”

Su Li's anger at the moment was almost overflowing, she forcibly suppressed her emotions and pretended to be calm and looked at the curator. At this moment, Su Li's face was full of unwillingness, she didn't give up, what was the reason why the curator didn't even give her room for discussion?

The curator sighed and said, "Miss Su, to be honest, the position in the center of the exhibition hall is reserved for the painter's night, which is why I rejected Miss Su." There was a hint of sigh in the curator's tone, and there was a little more complexity in his eyes when he looked at Su Li. Su Li was very unwilling, but she couldn't say anything more, so she had to give up and leave angrily.

Listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, Ye Tong hurriedly dodged and hid in the corner on the side, she didn't know who Miss Su was inside, but she was eavesdropping after all, although it was not intentional, but it would be very embarrassing if it was broken, so it was better to hide some.

After Su Li walked away, Ye Tong walked out of the corner, thinking that he had been eavesdropping for so long, it was really a little rude. It's just that she is also very helpless, not intentionally, thinking of this, her heart is also a lot easier, and she raised her hand and knocked on the door of the curator's office.