Shang He's gallery opened, and Shang Jinfei went from the side city to Cheng'an City.

Shang He is Shang Jinfei's father, and he is a very famous painter in China, but unfortunately he died young, and what he left to Shang Jinfei is a room of paintings. But don't underestimate these paintings, according to the current market price, they are worth at least 100 million.

The gallery has three floors and is a large space. From the early to the late period, there are about 300 paintings.

Around the corner of the second floor, Shang Jinfei stared at the painting on the wall.

There are many people who come to the exhibition, and many of them come because of Shang He's fame, but they don't know Shang He's works. It's all a walk, and after a walk, I left.

"Qiao, Miss Shang!"

A familiar voice sounded beside Shang Jinfei, and Shang Jinfei turned her head, and the faces she saw were the same as what she thought in her heart.

She didn't respond to him, just glanced at it faintly, and her gaze continued to return to the painting itself.

"It's a really good painting." Lu Xianting stared at the painting and approved.

Shang Jinfei said in a mocking tone, "I can't imagine that Mr. Lu still knows how to paint?" ”

Lu Xianting smiled, "Look at it blindly, don't dare to do it if you know how to paint." ”

"Tell me about your understanding of the painting." Shang Jinfei looked at Lu Xianting with interest.

Lu Xianting looked at this painting and thought for a while, and said: "This is a typical abstract painting method, looking at this painting method, it should be Shang He's early paintings." ”

Shang Jinfei nodded, didn't say anything, and continued to browse the gallery.

Lu Xianting followed behind her, and didn't say anything, he left when she left, and he stopped when she stopped.

Suddenly, Shang Jinfei turned around and asked, "Mr. Lu, why did you come to see the exhibition?" ”

Lu Xianting was coldly asked by her, and was confused, and said: "A friend of mine told me that there was a gallery here and recommended me to come over to cultivate my sentiments. ”

"Are you really here to cultivate your sentiments?" Shang Jinfei asked.

Lu Xianting nodded, "Of course, I've seen all the paintings here." ”

"Then why are you following me?" Shang Jinfei asked him.

The gallery opened today, ten minutes before Shang Jinfei arrived. When she arrives on the front foot, he comes on the back foot. Is there such a coincidence in the world? She Shang Jinfei doesn't believe it!

If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, what is going on, can Shang Jinfei not know?

Shang Jinfei looked at the young man in front of her and said, "Mr. Lu, if you die of your heart as soon as possible, I will not serve as the CEO of Lu's Group." ”

Lu Xianting knew that she was very smart, so he kept his mouth shut about it. He only said: "Miss Shang, don't always call me Mr. Lu, it will put pressure on me." My name is Lu Xianting, the third in the family, and they all call me San'er. ”

“……”

Shang Jinfei didn't want to know so much, she said, "Okay, Mr. Lu." Then I'm going to continue visiting the gallery now, please don't bother me, ok? ”

Lu Xianting explained: "It's a chance encounter, we can visit the paintings together, and multiple people can chat with you, so you don't feel lonely." ”

Shang Jinfei looked at him and smiled slightly, "Mr. Lu, thank you for your kindness, but I'm not alone!" So, please don't bother me, or I wouldn't mind asking security to blast you out. ”

Seeing this, Lu Xianting was no longer pressing, he said with a dead face, "The gallery is so big, you look at yours, I look at mine, we don't affect each other!" ”

Shang Jinfei nodded, "Remember what you said." ”

After saying that, Shang Jinfei didn't want to deal with this man for a moment, and continued to devote herself to appreciating the paintings.

Lu Xianting was ten steps away from her, and it still seemed that if she left, he would leave. She stopped, and he didn't move.

This kind of behavior is like a pervert.

But Lu Xianting didn't think about it so much, in his eyes, this was a drop of water.

On the third floor, several people gathered together and argued.

A person pointed to the painting on the wall and said, "This is definitely not Shang He's painting, it is imitated at first glance, but unfortunately, he did not imitate the essence." ”

Another said, "This is what Shang He painted." ”

"No, Shang He's paintings are all bleak, and this painting is full of vitality and does not conform to Shang He's painting style." The man said reasonably.

The man who argued with him insisted, "This is definitely painted by Shang He, and I promise my art career, if not, I will quit the art world." ”

This side still insisted, "Absolutely not." ”

Shang Jinfei crossed her arms and watched from the side.

Lu Xianting didn't know when he was standing beside her, and asked coldly, "Is this painting painted by Shang He?" ”

Shang Jinfei just smiled faintly, stepped forward, and said loudly: "This painting is painted by Shang He." ”

For a while, the arguing people quieted down and looked at her.

"Why do you say that this is painted by Shang He? Do you have any proof? The man insisted that it wasn't.

The other man standing on this side showed a faint smile.

Shang Jinfei glanced at the man, walked to the painting, and said to everyone, "This painting is indeed painted by Shang He, and I have listened to the arguments of the two of you." When he painted this painting, it was when Shang He's life was coming to an end, he longed to live at that time, and he didn't want to leave this world, so he poured his feelings into the painting. That's why this painting, it looks alive. He wants to tell everyone through this painting that when people are alive, they must try their best to live every day and make every day full of vitality. ”

After listening to Shang Jinfei's words, the people at the scene applauded her, and Lu Xianting applauded her without hesitation.

Shang Jinfei, who is standing under the painting, exudes confidence all over her body, just like the meaning of this painting, which is well reflected in her body.

The people at the scene had some discussions with her, and she responded with a smile, elegant and dignified, and generous.

Lu Xianting stood on the periphery of the crowd, looking at this charming woman, and strengthened his thoughts, this woman, he had to be.

After the discussion, she came out of the crowd with her head held high, in fact, whenever he saw her, she held her head high.

Lu Xianting put his hands in his pockets, shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's right." ”

Shang Jinfei smiled, "Mr. Lu, you can find out that I will appear here, so can't you find out the relationship between Shang He and me?" Isn't it appropriate to have a certain level of understanding of his works since childhood? ”

Lu Xianting nodded and followed behind Shang Jinfei.

After browsing the exhibition, Shang Jinfei answered a phone call, and Lu Xianting followed her downstairs.

"Where do you live? I'll send you! Lu Xianting saw that she was leaving, and said busily.

Shang Jinfei looked back at him and said with a smile, "Thank you, I have a car, don't bother Mr. Lu." ”

Shang Jinfei walked a few steps, then turned back to him and said, "Mr. Lu, although my father is an abstractionist, Fang Cai's painting is an impressionist. ”