Juan is an artist who is persistent in art, chic in life, and believes in happiness and enthusiasm.

Therefore, Yu Zhenzhen's appearance of taking it for granted is very much in line with Juan's appetite.

Oh no, good artists deserve to embody standards in money This sentence is not, the latter sentence is.

The so-called people are divided into groups, so it seems that working with this little girl's friends will probably not be boring.

"In that case, I hope we can work together happily." Juan took the initiative to stretch out his hand and made a serious appearance.

Yu Zhenzhen responded with a polite shake, but when she let go of her hand, she suddenly asked, "I want to ask, has Mr. Juan seen me before?" ”

This question is really strange and abrupt, although Juan is a person with a wild mind, and there is no way to guess the mind of this interesting young woman along the way.

Could it be that she was hinting at me something? My avid fan?

Ever seen? Still haven't seen it? That's not a problem.

Because I haven't seen it before.

Juan shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and said, "No, a beautiful and interesting girl like you, if I had seen it, I would have been impressed." ”

Yu Zhenzhen was disappointed.

……

Among the many miscellaneous items in the three years since she lost her memory was a notebook that her school handed over to the local police after her disappearance, and after she appeared, the local police returned it to her.

The notebook was cluttered, but there was a mention in it that she had attended an art exhibition by Juan and had been given a signed painting by him called "Hope in Despair."

This information was not taken seriously by the local police - it is not unusual for an international student with a wealthy family to like to collect art.

But Yu Zhenzhen, who is eager to find her memory, cares about this very much.

Because there is no such work in her things at all, and even after investigating it on the Internet, Yu Zhenzhen did not find much effective information about this work.

There is only one photograph to know that the work is painted with an eye, an eye whose emotions you can interpret from any angle.

So this time, Yu Zhenzhen came to Juan, for both public and private reasons.

It's a pity that the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and Juan doesn't know her.

Yu Zhenzhen ignored the almost flirtatious words of this artist with a very good personality, and asked again:

"About a year ago, I went to see an art exhibition of Mr. Juan in Paris, and I was fortunate enough to get a painting signed by Mr. Juan himself, the name of the painting is Hope in Despair, You ...... Really not impressed? ”

When Juan heard about the work, he was immediately impressed.

"Ah, that painting, it was a work that I was very happy with, and the art exhibition was a success, but the painting was auctioned at the art center at the time, and I don't remember who the buyer was." He laughs.

I didn't get the information I wanted, but it was enough.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Juan, I hope we have a good time working together."

……

When she returned to Madrid from Mérida, she took the train and walked back leisurely.

When she was at the train station, she calculated the time difference and hung up the phone to Jin Qi, but no one answered, so she had to send a WeChat:

"That's it, you can have someone come over and talk about the details."

After waiting for a long time, Jin Qi did not reply.

Yu Zhenzhen felt a little strange, and guessed whether Jin Qi had been obsessed with some TV series recently, and started to engage in some "long-form legendary heroine TV series marathon".

Yes, while waiting for Jin Qi's reply, Yu Zhenzhen first sent an email to the auction house with a consultation, and then logged in to a Weibo account with a laptop.

The name of the account is "Little Fairy's Daily Notes", and the avatar is a hand-drawn, chubby little girl wearing an antique fairy dress with a very sassy expression.

The content of Weibo is mainly a serial of hand-drawn jokes called "Little Fairy Notes", in addition, there are some beautiful pictures, food, fitness, cats, dogs and other photos that are very in line with the popular orientation of the Internet.

The account is a medium-sized Internet celebrity that is not big or small, and together with all kinds of hard-plugged zombie accounts, there are more than 1.2 million fans, even if it has been interrupted for half a year, there are still people urging to change.

Judging from the time of registration, this account has been operated since the year Yu Zhenzhen studied abroad, and according to the various information she collected, it was completely operated by Yu Zhenzhen herself.

However, like everything in those three years of interruption, Yu Zhenzhen couldn't remember that she still had such an account. The reason why she found out about this account was because after not logging in for a long time, the system automatically sent a letter to her email address, reminding her to come back as soon as possible.

Yu Zhenzhen tried a few passwords that she still remembered, and successfully logged in.

So here's the problem, Yu Zhenzhen thought about this Weibo, and she couldn't think of why she would create such characters and stories.

She does have a hobby of writing and painting, but one is that she is good at oil painting, and she is not good at this simple style of hand-painting, and the other is that she only likes to paint landscapes.

Moreover, even for a long time after her disappearance, the account continued to be updated once a week until half a year ago, when it came to an abrupt end.

When Yu Zhenzhen logged into this account on the first day, in addition to the overwhelming comments, there were also many private messages from fans, all of which were nothing more than "Where has the little fairy been recently?" Why didn't you update it? "Where are you, little fairy, we miss you!" and so on.

When she turned to the end of the private message, Yu Zhenzhen found that there was a private message from Jin Qi's private account.

"Zhenzhen, is that you?"

"Zhenzhen, where have you been?"

"I haven't told anyone about this account yet, I'm afraid I'll get you in trouble, but can you answer me?"

After Jin Qi asked many questions repeatedly, there was a reply from Yu Zhenzhen.

"I'm fine, don't tell anyone."

She went to ask Jin Qi at that time if she had any impression of this matter

At that time, Jin Qi was practicing yoga, and after listening to her question, he said:

"I also want to ask you, this account was found by me as a hacker in order to find you, how can you draw these things? It's fun, but it's not like you anymore. ”

Jin Qi casually said the words "It's not like you", which aroused Yu Zhenzhen's cold sweat.

Isn't it like her?

What happened to me during that time? Why is it not a spy movie, or a thriller?

"I don't know, this damn memory." Yu Zhenzhen rubbed her temples, lifted her pen, and tried to paint with the style of a little fairy.

As a result, when I put pen to paper, the brushwork is smooth, as if I really drew it every day.

yes, it's even more terrifying.

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