She drove to Song Zhiyue's residence and picked her up to see Qin Luo's art exhibition.

When they arrived at the location where the exhibition was held, Su Wansheng parked the car and the two walked in.

Qin Luo answered the phone at the door, saw her, and took the phone off his ear.

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, so he just said peacefully: "Miss Su, are you here?" ”

Su Wansheng saw that his face was not very good, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Today was a big day for Qin Luo, so he was wearing extra spirit, his clothes and pants were newly bought, but there was a trace of sadness lingering on his handsome face.

He said in a low voice, "There aren't many people." ”

After all, he is a newcomer, and it is the first time to hold an art exhibition, so he is not very famous, so there are not many people who come to see the exhibition.

Su Wansheng also knew what today meant to him, and seeing that his mood was a little low, he said softly: "Don't worry, it's only morning, maybe there will be more people in the afternoon." ”

"Hmm." Qin Luo pulled his lips reluctantly, but his smile was more ugly than crying.

When he was talking to Su Wansheng, he felt the gaze from the woman next to Su Wansheng.

He looked at Song Zhiyue and couldn't help frowning when he saw her staring at him vigorously.

Song Zhiyue looked at Qin Luo, who looked exactly like Qin Lang, and said with emotion: "It's just too similar, if you didn't say that he was Qin Lang's younger brother, I would definitely think it was Qin Lang himself." ”

Qin Luo's brows gradually relaxed: "Do you know my brother?" ”

Song Zhiyue hugged Su Wansheng's shoulders and said with a smile: "Shengsheng and I are college classmates, so of course I know your brother." ”

Qin Luo understood, and squeezed out a smile at her: "Thank you for coming to the show today." ”

"You're welcome."

Su Wansheng and Song Zhiyue entered the exhibition hall, and there were few people inside, and they were a little deserted.

Neither of them knew how to draw, but they could also see that Qin Luo's paintings were very meaningful.

There were two gringos next to him, staring at the paintings on the wall and communicating in a foreign language, with admiration on their faces.

Song Zhiyue couldn't understand what they were saying, and when she saw that the two of them seemed to be commenting on the words on the wall, she turned her head and asked Su Wansheng.

"What are they talking about?"

Su Wansheng had been in France for three years, so she could fully understand the exchange between the two gringos.

"They are praising this painting for its agility and soul, and for a newcomer, it is a rare masterpiece."

There weren't many people in the morning, but in the afternoon there were more people.

Later, the gallery was full of people.

Qin Luo, who was still frowning in the morning, finally had a smile on his face.

Su Wansheng went to buy water and came back, and Song Zhiyue showed her the phone.

Su Wansheng gave her the water, took it and looked at the content in confusion.

No wonder there were more people coming to see the exhibition all of a sudden, it turned out that Wen Yaxi had promoted Qin Luo on Weibo.

Although Wen Yaxi is a model, she is now a movie queen, and her influence should not be underestimated.

Her Weibo was posted at 11:45 a.m., and it has only been two hours, and tens of millions of likes and retweets have been made.

"She used to like Qin Lang, and Qin Luo is Qin Lang's younger brother, so it's normal for her to help Qin Luo."

Su Wansheng returned the phone to Song Zhiyue, unscrewed the water bottle and drank two sips, asked Song Zhiyue to hold the bag for her, and she went to the bathroom.

Turning the corner of the corridor, she saw Qin Luo talking to a woman wearing sunglasses at the end of the corridor.