Chapter 82 Domestic Art Exhibition

July is the hottest time in City A.

The long flight journey is coming to an end.

The first-class cabin was full of air-conditioning, and she was still a little bored and lifted the plush blanket covering her body.

It looks like we're about to arrive in City A.

"Feiwu, do you remember when today's exhibition in the city was?"

She darkened her eyelids, turned her head in a small arc, and her delicate side face was soft but somewhat angular and handsome.

The aura is extremely powerful.

"From the moment the plane enters the country, you're going to have to call my name on my ID."

Jin Shiyun put down the black coffee in his hand, "Okay, Shang Wu." ”

As a master, he can understand the heart of her beloved disciple.

On the day the broken sword is reforged, when the knight returns.

Jin Shiyun picked up the black coffee and took a sip lightly, his brows furrowed slightly, "I heard that your rumored sister is going to shoot famous Italian paintings at tonight's art exhibition, and it is bound to win." ”

Shang Wu casually flipped through the magazine in front of him, raised his eyebrows and flipped through it with a smile that was not salty or light, "I don't have a sister, from the moment my father died." ”

Obviously, it sounds very sad to outsiders, but Shang Wu has a calm face.

Those torments have been grinding in my heart for nearly three years, and those scars have already turned into a driving force.

On the cover of the magazine, she was sought after as a genius girl by domestic art people, and swept the artist wealth list in the posture of a dark horse.

Plus the glamorous reveals some mysterious atmosphere, and it is also a big hit in the fashion industry.

Even, this time I returned to China and received some invitations from the entertainment industry.

She looked at the gorgeous introduction in the magazine, and for a moment felt that the calluses in her wrist were worth it.

Because of her day and night creation, her wrists are all calluses worn out on drawing paper.

The smiling woman in the magazine is a world of difference from the woman who ran away three years ago.

In the past three years, she has gained some weight because of taking Chinese medicine for a while, but fortunately, she insists on exercising every day, and her figure has become plump and her whole person is also full of energy.

Jin Shiyun glanced at the cover of the magazine and quipped: "To be reasonable, the way you look now is really much worse than the way you first entered the school, and your former friends won't recognize you." ”

Scholarship and resume can transform a person's face.

But more importantly, money and taste.

Money makes her taste, and taste makes her stand proudly in the crowd.

From a shivering little girl to a glamorous and charming woman, if you don't do it, there will really be people who can't recognize it.

The plane slowly began to descend, and after slowly taxiing down the runway, it came to a steady stop.

The sweetly dressed flight attendant smiled and signaled that the first-class passengers could get off the plane first.

Shang Wu put down the magazine in his hand, picked up the classic Hermes bag beside him, and got up to leave.

Jin Shiyun played handsome to the flight attendant affectionately, and the sweet flight attendant blushed after being stunned for a second, and quickly found a signature pen and sticky note.

Jin Shiyun smiled proudly and was about to raise his hand to sign his autograph, but found that the slender hands of the flight attendant...

It was handed to Shang Wu!

The sweet stewardess smiled shyly, and there was some embarrassment in her tone, "Miss Shang, I have always liked your paintings, is it convenient to sign them?" ”

Shang Wu raised his wrist and left after wantonly signing two big characters on the sticky notes.

Sweet Space shouted enthusiastically behind him, "Your name is nice too!" ”

Shang Wu paused, and for a moment Mu Na immediately concealed his emotions.

The Rainforest Art Exhibition, the largest art exhibition center in City A, specially invited the famous postmodernist painter Jin Shiyun and Shang Wu to master and apprentice on the fifth anniversary.

As soon as the sky darkened, the city began to be lit up.

The staff of the exhibition are all dressed up and waiting for the most important guests to arrive.

Shang Feige's red mid-skirt is still a little eye-catching in the crowd, especially after giving birth to a son, she is now in Qiao's house, and she is also full of weight in talking and doing things.

This famous Italian painting "The Holy Maiden" is supported by Qiao's relatively thick family foundation, and she is bound to win it tonight.

Most of the people who come and go are wealthy ladies, but among the wealthy ladies, the most enviable one is undoubtedly her Shang Feige.

Cheng Manjiao held a glass of champagne and enjoyed the envious eyes in the crowd, and the small sip of champagne was shallow, and the arrogant posture of the middle-aged lady was undoubtedly revealed.

Since she married this precious daughter, she has been proud of the Qiao family in the wealthy circle.

Mrs. Xiao of CH Real Estate looked at Shang Feige, who was busy communicating, with a flattering smile, and pulled her daughter forward to cater and said, "Mrs. Qiao, our Xiao Xiao, I also pointed to you to introduce a Ruyi Langjun!" In this A city, you can be regarded as the best to marry, the Qiao family has a big business, and Qiao Gongzi is a dragon among talents, and he wants to be good to you! ”

Shang Feige naturally liked to hear such flattering words, and she put down the delicate wine glass in her hand, and the watch on her wrist seemed to be clamoring for its high price.

Shang Feige replied with a smug smile peculiar to the noblewomen, "Well, I'll pay attention to her." ”

She pretended to sigh, "Hey, recently, too many big names I like have invited me to the show, if I really have time, I'll arrange it, Mrs. Xiao, what do you think?" ”

Mrs. Xiao and Xiao Xiao on the side were still flattering.

Shang Feige wantonly enjoyed the envious eyes projected around him.

It's just that it didn't take long for this moment of enjoyment to be stolen by the people at the entrance of the exhibition.

The reporters had been waiting there for a long time with heavy on their backs.

The limited-edition supercar Lykan Hypersport, a luxury supercar that can reach a top speed of 385 kilometers per hour.

Its headlamp is set with a string of dazzling diamonds.

The country where this supercar is produced is Lebanon, and if it is sold in China, plus taxes and other expenses, it will cost at least 90 million yuan.

There are only seven super luxury sports cars in the world, and if they appear in City A, then its owner can only be a trip to Lu.

The doors of the supercar were opened, and a pair of leather shoes with a black sheen gently stepped on the red carpet.

Those ankles are skinny and sexy.

A pair of long legs stretch to the top, and Hermes's expensive belt perfectly matches his whole aura.

The white and textured shirt is very close.

Lu Yiyou's face was a little tired, he was getting thinner and thinner, and under the cameras of reporters, he was perfect like a super model who had just returned from the catwalk in Milan.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he was a little disgusted by the surrounding magnesium lights, so he commanded with a side face: "Jack, deal with it." ”

He only came today for the Italian painter Pino's work "The Holy Woman", and he didn't want to make a fuss.

After receiving the order, Jack immediately blocked the position a little in front of him with a serious face, and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, you don't need to shoot, you won't see the newspaper tomorrow if you shoot." ”

This means, don't waste it, even if you take a hundred photos, Mr. Lu will not let there be a picture of him in the newspaper.

There was a sigh at the scene, and some of the reporters took it in disappointment, and some took advantage of the free time to take a few more photos.

Even if you can't see the newspaper, such a fairy person, the collection is excellent.

The entrance to the exhibition is surrounded by three floors, three floors inside and three floors outside.

Half of his eyes are on the world's supercars, and the other half is on Lu Yiyou.

Lu Yiyou's pure heart and few desires in the past three years have allowed him to directly reach the top of the most mysterious character.

Everyone wanted to know what his private life was like, but no one did.

According to folk rumors, he is actually just a good means of covering up, and the reports of going out to play have been blocked, and he still hasn't changed his playboy nature in the mold of a pure heart and few desires.

There are also rumors that he suddenly found that he was no longer interested in women three years ago, and even worse, rumors that he ...... Don't lift it.

Of course, immortals are like a trip to the land, and naturally they will not pay attention to these folk legends.

But the more this happens, the more interested people are in him.

Xiao Xiao followed the crowd, leaning on the graffiti wall, admiring the figure not far away, but smiling unnaturally.

Back then, I didn't know Taishan in the A University Academy of Fine Arts, and I once bumped into her.

However, what woman doesn't want to bend her knees for such a man, and she is no exception now.

It's just that, judging from the dead woman, Lu Yiyou is an immortal floating in the sky, and if he is with him, he will have to lose his life.

Lu Yiyou hurriedly walked to the VIP office in a low-key manner, trying to avoid unnecessary exchanges and conversations.

These people are just tending to be inflammatory, and he sees too much, so he gets annoyed.

When Lu Yiyou stepped into the VIP seat, Cheng Shiman's Bentley stopped in front of the exhibition center.

It's another big storm.

It is rumored that this woman is the only woman who can hang around Lu Yiyou in the past three years.

Even, I heard that the two are going to hold an engagement ceremony recently.

But rumors are rumors, and the arrogant Lu Yiyou, who was sitting on the VIP seat at the moment, had a little more disgust in his eyes when he looked in front of the art exhibition center.

That's right, disgust.

Cheng Shiman enjoyed the spotlight in front of him very much, and deliberately posed a few times ambiguously in front of Lu Yiyou's supercar for reporters to take pictures.

She was dressed in a luxurious red dress, with a V-neck that fascinated countless men, a pair of long legs and ten-centimeter high heels, from her appearance to her body, she captivated the country and the city.

Shang Feige's face was a little bad, and he said angrily, "Why is she here?" ”

Xu is a natural jealousy among women, and Shang Feige has never had a good impression of Cheng Shiman.

"Isn't it just an actress who has been pestering Lu Yiyou for three years and hasn't gotten started?!"

Shang Feige's voice was drowned out by the voice of the exhibition host.

The silver microphone was luxuriously inlaid with diamonds, and the tall host was dignified, introducing the presser on the second floor in standard Mandarin, "Next, I invite the postmodernist painter and his beloved apprentice, the genius girl Shang Wu, to cut for this exhibition!" ”