Feng Yange said that a week's time, sure enough, it would not exceed a week, and three days after that day, Fu Shuangshuang replaced An Zichu's internship secretary position.

Fu Shuangshuang was still strange and asked about Feng Yange's situation, but Feng Yange did not explain it positively, but gave her two invitations, invitations to the Venice Art Exhibition.

The moment Fu Shuangshuang saw it, he was about to exclaim excitedly, "How did you get this, I heard that only well-known artists can be invited." ”

"There's nothing in this world that I can't do, I noticed early on that you were paying attention to this art exhibition, so let the old housekeeper pay attention to it, and see that you have been so well-behaved recently, so it is counted as a reward." Feng Yange saw her bright smile, and her heart also opened up a lot.

No matter how Feng Yange got it, for these two invitations, Fu Shuangshuang was like a treasure, "Then now that there are two invitations, can I find Le Jiujiu to accompany me?" ”

Fu Shuang's eyes flashed with excitement, but Feng Yange's eyes immediately darkened after hearing this sentence, "I think these two invitations are better left for Gong Qing and the old housekeeper to go out for a trip." ”

"Why?"

Why does she even have a face, there are two invitations here, doesn't this fool understand what it means? still deliberately made him angry, "I thought you were obedient, but I didn't expect it to be like this, bring it." ”

Feng Yange let out a low roar, reached out and snatched back the two on Fu Shuang's hands.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, didn't you just say it was given to me, why did you take it back again?"

"For you, what's the difference between giving it to a white-eyed wolf."

On the same day, in order to get the invitation back, Fu Shuangshuang coaxed Feng Yange in bed for a long time, and when he finally got this thing half-dead, his heart was in tears......

Because the art exhibition was on the evening of the second day, the next morning, the two took a private jet and ran to Venice.

This is Fu Shuangshuang's first time abroad.

After getting off the plane, the extended Lincoln first arrived in front of the hotel, and after a short rest, Feng Yange took her out.

"Where are you taking me?" Fu Shuangshuang touched his head and asked unconsciously.

"Get ready for tonight's art show."

Does this preparation mean to buy her clothes?

"Well, actually, no, let's just go and see, and it doesn't have to be too grand."

"When everyone else is dressed very ceremoniously, your simplicity can only be regarded as stealing invitations, and maybe you won't be allowed to enter."

"Can it be such an exaggeration?"

"Do you think anyone can go in?" Feng Yange said lightly.

Fu Shuangshuang asked helplessly, followed closely.

Walking into a super tall and luxurious store that I don't know what the name is, a lady dressed elegantly stepped forward and asked.

Feng Yange chatted with the lady about something, that is, the lady looked her whole body up and down, and finally gave Feng Yange an OK gesture.

"What did you just say?" Fu Shuangshuang asked again, this doesn't understand the language, it's like a person seeing a beast.

"You don't have to know, what the designer says, you can do."

Fu Shuangshuang nodded, but she was teased by the so-called designer for a while, and when she came out of the fitting room, she almost fell asleep.

It's just that the moment she saw the floor-to-ceiling mirror, she didn't recognize herself a little.

"It's beautiful." I don't know when Feng Yange walked in from behind, he had already changed into a dress, a pure white casual suit, fitting the perfect body proportions, and every little detail could be seen that the clothes were handmade.

Feng Yange looked at her in the mirror, stepping on more than ten centimeters of crystal shoes, her slender and straight calves were exposed, the knee-length princess bandeau dress, and the bright diamonds on the skirt matched the hair accessories and earrings, which was beautiful.

The designer on the side laughed and the waiter talked for a while.

"Do they say, 'I'm pretty?'" Fu Shuangshuang asked.

Feng Yange smiled, "It means that the two of us are right." He stroked her waist and lowered his head to grab the red lips.

"Hmm......" he kissed her and her face flushed, this is in someone else's store, he is still like this, he is ashamed of death.

It was not easy for him to let go of her, Fu Shuangshuang was ashamed, stepped on his foot, and scolded in a low voice, "Erotic maniac! ”

After dropping these four words, I was leaving.

It's just that as soon as the high heels stepped out, his feet were broken, and his waist was surrounded by long arms, and he almost fell to the ground.

"What did you just say?" Feng Yange asked coldly.

Maintaining such a posture, Fu Shuangshuang could only change his words and replied, "Handsome and chic." ”

……

The two walked out of the store and went directly to the exhibition location.

Getting out of the car, surrounded by spotlights, the camera kept clicking, and Fu Shuang's eyes couldn't open, if it weren't for Feng Yange by her side, she was afraid that she would have tripped many times.

Walking into the exhibition, Fu Shuangshuang was immersed in the pair of works of art.

Among them, there are many world-renowned artists, and this is a grand festival of art, the cradle of all art lovers, and what an honor it is to be able to see the real thing in person.

Feng Yange saw that she was so fascinated, so fascinated that she had already ignored his existence, and couldn't help but interrupt, "What do you see from these paintings?" ”

"When the author painted this painting, it was in the middle of the road, relatives and friends were gone, and the loneliest time, so the overall reflection of the painting is a depressed scene, the rice seedlings are pressed by the thick snow, the snow is not pure white, and the dark snow depicts the night. This painting has another meaning, do you see the glimmer of light in the sky? ”

"That glimmer of light?" Feng Yange thought for a moment, "That's what you mean...... Dawn? ”

"Well, it's the dawn, this painting interprets the darkness before the dawn, and the whole picture of that glimmer of light is not depressed, but positive. Because the sun that appears after dawn melts this thick layer of snow, the snow melts into the soil, and the rice seedlings are reborn. She explained, cracked her mouth to reveal a row of small white teeth, and smiled suddenly.

"All of this was learned from books?"

"Most of them, but I also have a little bit of my own understanding, I think the author should have been in love at the time, because I noticed that the snow was like a woman's curve."

Feng Yange looked at the part where Fu Shuang's hands were pointing, indeed as she said, looking at the excited beam in her eyes, Feng Yange only felt that there was nothing wrong with taking her on a trip this time, "Have you ever thought that your own paintings will also be exhibited here?" ”

Fu Shuangshuang's originally excited expression gradually retreated after hearing this, this is her dream, she naturally thought about it, but now it has indeed come true, her painting is in this art exhibition.

But...... She wasn't the one who put her here!

Because the owner of this painting is no longer her!

As soon as I walked in, I saw the painting hanging on the wall.

The painting is full of flowers, with bright colors and bold colors, and it is also because of the uniqueness of this painting that I was fortunate to participate in this art exhibition.

But what Fu Shuangshuang didn't know was that this painting Feng Yange was working hard behind his back!

The art exhibition was recorded by the media, and it was not long before the reporter passed by Fu Shuangshuang and asked An Zichu, who was not far away, "Miss An, I heard that you are the youngest domestic female painter in this exhibition, can you explain to us the meaning of the painting 'Flower Garden' participating in the exhibition?" ”

An Zichu smiled and showed the girl's charm in front of the camera: "This painting, casual work, my family is happy, my father and mother are very supportive of me, I studied hard in school, and I have not encountered any emotional problems so far, so when I painted this painting, I only had two words in my heart, that is, 'happiness', because of happiness, so I painted such a picture casually, I didn't expect to win many awards......"

"!" Fu Shuangshuang laughed.

Hearing Feng Yange's heart, "Huh? ”

"This painting clearly depicts the solitude of a girl in the bustling world because of the colorful outside world, and the ghost is happy!" Fu Shuangshuang couldn't help it at all, after all, this was her painting, and she knew better than anyone else the connotation of what this painting wanted to express.

"You seem to know better than the author?" Feng Yange said coldly.

"I ......" she also wanted to announce to the world that she was the creator of this painting, so aggrieved, where would she feel good, "Forget it, it's nothing." ”

This painting, she sold it to someone else, and the ownership is someone else's, what else can she say, plus, will anyone believe it if she says it?

Feng Yange replied in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

I went to visit other paintings again, but after Fu Shuangshuang forgave An Zichu, his mood seemed to be not as open as before, and there was always a faint sadness on his face.

Feng Yange accompanied him by his side, taking in all of this.

From there, we slowly came to an important part of the art exhibition: the auction of works.

"Wait a minute, you can hold up any sign you like." Feng Yange whispered in Fu Shuangshuang's ear.

Fu Shuangshuang responded, the exhibition of famous paintings on the stage is worth a lot of money, even if she wants to shoot, she doesn't dare to hold up the card casually, although Feng Yange is rich, after all, the money is not hers......

It's just that when this auction started, she simply threw the sign aside, and she definitely wouldn't have done it anyway.

Feng Yange glanced at her, "Let you shoot, are you still losing your temper?" ”

"I either lost my temper or thought I wouldn't be able to shoot it." Fu Shuangshuang immediately responded.

Feng Yange narrowed his eyes, "Why can't you shoot, I haven't married in yet, I don't need to save money for me, and besides, I'm not so bad." ”

Isn't she saving money for him? Also, what does that marrying in mean?

"I'm not saving you money!"

"Okay, then I'll shoot it for you, and go back to your studio." Feng Yange said, and took the sign from over there, at the moment the price was being called on the stage, Feng Yange was about to raise the card, Fu Shuangshuang hurriedly pulled him, "Don't." ”

"Huh?"

As the saying goes, eating people with a soft mouth and taking people with short hands, if Feng Yange still spends that money on her, she will definitely not feel comfortable in her heart, it is better to distinguish between her and him, she coughed dryly, "Ahem, I think they are not as good as me." ”

She didn't know where the confidence came from, so she said this.

Feng Yange squinted at her, "You're so confident." ”

"Ahem...... Anyway, I don't want it, so don't shoot it. ”

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