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"What?" Yingying almost jumped to her feet and asked in disbelief, "Are you the painter Qinghe?" ”

"Exactly." Xia Mengci pulled the big wave behind her ear, which was even more amorous, "I never appear in the media, so it's normal for you not to know." ”

Bai Sitong answered: "That's it, lest those messy people know Sister Mengci's true identity and are more like flies, and they can't pounce on them and can't get rid of them." ”

I didn't speak, Yingying sneered: "But you really treat yourself as a green onion, and if you have the succession to the throne, are you afraid that others will pounce on you?" Besides, the flies are staring around, only, and there is no fragrant thing. ”

I couldn't help but hook my lips and wanted to laugh, Yingying's mouth never forgiving. Bai Sitong, who had long legs, pointed at Yingying angrily: "What are you talking about? "As you go, you have to get started. But where is she Yingying's opponent, Yingying has learned taekwondo after all, and ordinary men can't get cheap from her, let alone a weak woman. Bai Sitong's hand fanned out hard, and Yingying's arm was slightly raised, which shocked her backwards and fell directly on the sofa.

"You hit someone!" Bai Sitong shouted.

"What's wrong with the beating?" Yingying patted the ash on her arm and sneered, "I'm still beating dogs." Especially the vicious dog who follows the powerful puba. ”

"You-" Bai Sitong struggled to get up, and walked over quickly towards Yingying, but was stopped by Xia Mengci.

Xia Mengci's voice was elegant: "Don't be impulsive, Sitong." We are cultivated, don't be like these people, you can't get cheap. How can we behave like shrews? After speaking, he looked at me and smiled, "Teacher Xin, I came to send the painting sincerely." Yesterday, I saw you among the people who reposted it on Weibo, since you like my paintings, and my paintings are sold quite expensive in the market, so I didn't hesitate to draw you. ”

Xia Mengci is a soft knife, and her speech is faintly choking, but it is impossible to refute. After all, her rank is higher than Bai Sitong. Xia Mengci walked to the conference table, pointed to the packaged painting and said, "Let's take a look at the painting first." After speaking, he gave Bai Sitong a look.

Bai Sitong stepped forward, opened the box, and pulled out the painting. This is a one-foot-square oil painting, the content of which is a chicken next to a fence, a very rustic oil painting. The color of the chicken is not very bright, and it is not the feeling of the rooster singing the whiteness of the world, but like a defeated chicken, it stands by the fence with a grudge. However, the level of painting is still not flattering, and the style I saw before is indeed a person, and the academic school does not have a decent study of the soul.

Yingying snorted: "So small! It's really poor and sour. "The size of the painting is too small, hanging on the wall like an egg dipped in a sesame seed, it is really small, and it is too big on the table, very embarrassing size.

Bai Sitong rolled his eyes: "Yo, I don't know who is poor and sour, and the white ones are still picky." Sister Mengci's painting was auctioned a few days ago for the cheapest 180,000 yuan, and it is only a little bigger than this, if you want a big one, go to the auction gallery to buy it. I'm afraid you don't have that money. ”

I took a closer look, and there was no payment on the painting, and it seemed that as I expected, it was she who framed the painting she usually practiced as a gift. The paintings practiced are often not as artistic as the formal paintings, so it does not waste some money on the exercises, and at the same time, it does not ruin the reputation of the painter because it is not paid.

That's what my sister told me. In the past, my sister officially published a work, even if it was the size of the table painting, she had to paint it for half a month, carefully make the draft, and color it layer by layer, although my sister was not famous at that time, a painting could be sold for thousands of yuan. But the practice paintings are sometimes completed in half a day, and my sister throws them directly, and her classmates sell the practice works, dozens of pieces a piece. The difference is huge.

"It's not about the size, it's the connotation of the painting." Xia Mengci caressed the picture carefully and chuckled, "As soon as I saw Mr. Xin's Weibo that day, I was thinking, which one to give you?" You are Zeng Han's therapist, although it didn't work, but you can be regarded as a friend, and you can't be rude. I picked out this one in my pile of paintings that I was going to give away for a long time, and it was good to send it to Mr. Xin, which is very suitable. ”

Yingying "tsk" twice, rolled her eyes and said, "Good shape?" A chicken that has lost its feathers, as if it is dying, what is so good? What's the point? The level is just like that, the auction price is high, who knows if it's the trust you are looking for? ”

Bai Sitong was about to speak, but was stopped by Xia Mengci. Xia Mengci said with a smile: "It's very good, it's good to be realistic." This local chicken, I just want to draw its earthy and cheap appearance. I don't know that I was born in a poor chicken coop, and I want to fly on the branches to be a phoenix, do you think it's ridiculous? It's just that it's a bamboo basket that is empty, and the local chicken is the local chicken, after all, it is a defeated chicken, and it is just a chicken. Her white teeth bit the word "chicken" very hard.

Xia Mengci's intention to come was finally clarified, it turned out that the purpose of her coming today was to humiliate me by sending paintings, humiliating me as a chicken, a defeated local chicken. My heart tightened, and the blood in my body seemed to slowly gather on top of my head. I tried my best to restrain my emotions, I couldn't get angry anymore, I couldn't let people outside see my jokes. I didn't say anything.

Yingying was so angry that she choked: "Who are you scolding for being a chicken?" You're the chicken, the slut who came to the door to rob someone else's boyfriend. Is it great to be able to draw a few broken strokes? ”

Xia Mengci didn't seem to hear Yingying's words, but just looked at me and smiled coldly: "Doctor Xin, you come to comment on it." My painting was given to you specifically, do you think it's realistic? After speaking, it was as if he remembered something, "Oh, by the way, Mr. Xin is an art therapist, I heard that I am the best at reading paintings, and I can tell what others are thinking from the paintings, can Mr. Xin see what I am thinking?" ”

I don't scold people, I don't have that strong offensive power, I can't compare to my sister in this regard. I took a deep breath, tightened my fists, looked at the painting carefully, and said: "Relative to the size of the picture, the individual of this chicken is very small, located on the right side of the picture instead of centered, indicating that self-orientation is introverted, that is to say, the person who painted this picture is very introverted, the position is low, indicating insecurity, inadequacy, emotional depression, there will be a sense of helplessness and depression, thinking that he is worthless." ”

In addition, although the color of this chicken is dark overall, it still uses a variety of colors such as gray, black, and blue. The extensive use of color is an expression of the painter's inability to control himself and self-restraint his feelings, and these colors are suppressed and uncoordinated, which does not rule out the possibility of underlying mental illness. After I said this, Xia Mengci's face became a little ugly.

I continued: "The most striking feature of this painting is that the cockscombs of the chicken are particularly emphasized by the painter. The overall color of the picture is gray, and in order to emphasize it, the painter did not use the usual dark red or red, but used orange, which is very incongruous with the painting style. The comb of the rooster is sky-high, and the details stand out more than the feathers on the chicken's body. The cockscomb is the male characteristic of the chicken, which is equivalent to the sexual organ of the rooster, and the painter is a woman, but she is so obsessed with the male organ that it is often a projection of homosexuality. ”

My words made Xia Mengci finally unable to hold back, pointed at me and said loudly: "Xin Keqiao, you are too much!" You're spewing blood. ”

Bai Sitong also said angrily: "What kind of bullshit therapist are you, full of nonsense. How can you say that? Beware of us suing you for slander. ”

"Hahaha," Yingying laughed, covering her stomach with laughter, "Go and sue it, you have to ask, and Sister Qiao has to say." It turns out that our great painter is a homosexual and neurotic, hahaha. ”

Bai Sitong was so angry that he scolded a few words with a swear word, Xia Mengci's face turned from white to gray, and it took a lot of effort to ease his face, and sneered: "The loser is a coward, and he can only talk like this to masturbate." After a pause, he opened the bag he was carrying, took out a big red envelope and handed it to me, "This is the real purpose of my visit today." ”

Seeing the bright red, my blood suddenly coagulated, my hand trembled slightly and took it, opened the envelope, the big red bronzing word shook so that I couldn't open my eyes, I opened it, but the post weighed a thousand pounds. The words on it made my heart ache, on Sunday, Xia Mengci and Lu Zenghan were going to get engaged.

The one whose face turned pale became me. My face made Xia Mengci turn from anger to joy, looked at me and chuckled: "Teacher Xin is an important guest, you must be there." ”

Yingying stepped forward to take a look, and her mouth was so angry that she pouted: "We went to climb the mountain on Sunday, and we didn't have time to watch the embarrassment." ”

"Yo? Scared? Don't dare to go? In the end, it is a local chicken, and it can't be on the stage, is it afraid that it will be compared to the ugly explosion? Or are you a thief? Bai Sitong helped on the side, "If you are generous, what is there that you dare not go?" ”

Yingying snorted: "We don't want to watch gay marriage, and we're afraid that neurosis won't be able to hold on to the big scene." ”

Xia Mengci didn't laugh angrily: "If I am really what you say, I can still make other people's sweethearts love me with all their hearts and be willing to marry me, which is the ability." After speaking, Ying Ying looked at me and said, "Teacher Xin, don't you want to see Zeng Han's happy appearance?" ”

My hands trembled so much that I could barely hold the post, I was sweating profusely, and my voice was low: "You go, I still have something to do, I'm out of company." After saying that, he stopped looking at them and hurried back to the examination room.

I don't want to see the complacent Xia Mengci again, I just want to be quiet. I locked the door of the clinic, took the medicine bottle out of the drawer, and stuffed myself with three pills. My mind was spinning, and the red wedding card in my hand was soaked by me, and the big letters on it solemnly told me that I was really going to lose him.

At that moment, I was suffocated like a fish sunk at the bottom of the water and being restrained, I took out my mobile phone regardless of it and dialed Lu Zenghan's number, his phone was connected, and after a long time, the familiar male voice was in my ear: "Ke Qiao, what's wrong?" ”