Chapter 61: Being taken advantage of

Shang Feiwu put on his headphones irritably, refusing to receive any more gossip from his classmates.

Aon Art Exhibition.

The students from their classes got off the school bus, and Su Xin, a Chinese and foreign art history teacher, was in charge of the event.

She has an excellent figure, but she is not coquettish, and she is the image card of the A University Academy of Fine Arts, and she is generally responsible for this kind of outdoor communication activities.

In this exhibition, the paintings of all the students of the Academy of Fine Arts of A University will be sold for charity, and all the proceeds will be donated to the children of Anseong Shan District for the construction of schools for children in Anseong Shan District and to increase the popularity of education.

In the Anseong Mountains, there are very, very many children, whose parents are migrant workers, and they have been alone in small tiled houses for many years.

Since childhood, he has been taking care of himself alone.

Education in mountainous areas is developing slowly, there are no schools, no teachers, no textbooks.

They should be studying seriously in a clean school, but they can't enjoy the comfort of this age.

Shang Feiwu looked at the simple and sincere smiles on the children's dark faces on the slide, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Alright, alright!" Su Xin clapped her palms to pull back everyone's attention, "Everyone knows that there is a lack of education in Anseong Mountain, this art exhibition, Yi'an has been helping us promote it for a long time, wait a while, there will be a lot of entrepreneurs at the art exhibition, you have to do your best, to promote your paintings, and win over some entrepreneurs......"

This exhibition is indeed very lively.

The business people in suits who come and go in the exhibition center must have come for the gimmick of charity sales.

After all, every entrepreneur doesn't want to miss such a good time for advertising.

It is also an important place for many black-hearted entrepreneurs to try to launder themselves.

Of course, today's purpose is not to discern which entrepreneur wants to wash his name and which entrepreneur really loves to do charity.

Today's purpose is to get entrepreneurs to buy and donate.

There are three works by Shang Feiwu in the exhibition, one is an oil painting landscape that she painted when she first entered school, one is her final assignment in her freshman year, which is an abstract painting of a more rebellious Western thinking, and the clothes are exaggerated self-portraits of her sophomore final homework.

She thought of those children in the mountainous area of Anseong, if she was selected for all three paintings today, then at least she could help the three children complete their studies, right?

She searched back and forth in the bustling crowd for the well-suited entrepreneurs, shooting at her targets.

On the other side, Xiao Xiao was surrounded by a group of friends, chattering and discussing.

"Xiao Xiao, you must be out of the limelight this time."

Xiao Xiao smiled contentedly and tactfully, "I didn't want to be in the limelight, I just wanted to help the children in the mountains." ”

"Oh, I bet in less than half an hour, all three of Xiao Xiao's paintings will be bought."

Xiao Xiao played with the delicate Piaget watch on her wrist, and this event seemed to be tailor-made for her.

Among these entrepreneurs, who doesn't know that she is the daughter of the CEO of CH Real Estate? Even if you don't buy her paintings, you have to buy their real estate to save face.

Xiao Xiao pretended to sigh, "Hey, it's so difficult to keep a low profile." ”

One sentence attracted countless envious eyes from others.

Xiao Xiao's face also had a smug smile.

How can these students compare with her?

She is the eldest daughter of the famous CH Real Estate, and she is not at the same level as these students who have not yet come out of society.

Not to mention being around every entrepreneur like them, introducing their own paintings under the posture.

For example, not far in front of you, Shang Feiwu.

Shang Feiwu was sharp-eyed and noticed that someone was standing in front of her exaggerated self-portrait and watched, and hurriedly rushed over.

Well-dressed, like a well-mixed middle-aged entrepreneur.

It's just that this middle-aged entrepreneur generally has a characteristic, that is, a beer belly.

Shang Feiwu swallowed saliva at the entrepreneur, this beer belly is like a pregnant woman who has been pregnant for six months.

While leaning in to talk, she suddenly missed the man with a good figure that made people's blood rush.

"Sir, this painting is a rebellion and exaggeration of the extreme West, as well as a Chinese rigorous and one-body painting, do you need me to explain it to you?"

The middle-aged entrepreneur glanced at her, and his tone was soothing: "This is you?" ”

And with a glance of her up and down.

It looked as if she were an item with a clear price.

even asked her directly if this was her, so presumably this person would not be polite.

She coughed lightly, "Thank you, this is the figure in my brush, some exaggerated parts, but the ontology is still based on myself." ”

Thinking that after all, people are "guests", and there is no lack of respect in her tone.

"Hmph." The middle-aged entrepreneur chuckled, feeling a little disdainful no matter how he listened to it.

Shang Feiwu's face was a little unbearable.

Not far away, a voice of greeting broke the embarrassment.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu, I'm glad to meet you!"

A middle-aged entrepreneur with the same beer belly came from afar, and the folds of his smile were several layers, and he waved and drank loudly.

Although this art exhibition is full of people coming and going, such a "thick" greeting is not very "civilized" after all, right?

The person known as Mr. Liu also greeted loudly and vulgarly, "Hey! Mr. Wang! How? Why don't you come to see the paintings? ”

"Isn't it? It's necessary to get a little bit more artistic. ”

Shang Feiwu frowned secretly, I'm afraid, the artistic atmosphere doesn't want to be contaminated by you, right?

After the two shook hands, Mr. Wang, who had just come over, carefully looked at Shang Feiwu's self-portrait.

"Hey, Mr. Liu likes this type of painting?"

"What kind of painting do we look at, it's just to look at a mood, as long as you have money, you can't take away that painting here."

Mr. Liu smiled, and his teeth that smoked all year round were already a little dull yellow.

Shang Feiwu was attacked not only by his ears, but also by his eyes.

She shifted her steps to go, thinking of the children in the mountains of Anseong, their swarthy faces and eager eyes.

She felt that she should fight for something more for them.

So he smiled patiently and said, "Then how do you look at this painting, is it still to your liking?" ”

The people who are called Mr. Liu have gone to many romantic places, and they think that the people who laugh like this are the top names in the romantic places.

Then his hands became slippery.

He put his hand on Shang Feiwu's shoulder, took a puff of cigarette teeth, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes!" ”

"That ......"

Before Shang Feiwu could finish speaking, Mr. Wang on the side put one hand on her other shoulder, "Sister, do you see if you have any other paintings?" I bought it directly! ”

Shang Feiwu nervously looked around at his shoulders that were "surrounded and suppressed" left and right, and stepped back with some fear.

"You, you just bought it?"

Mr. Wang smiled a little obscenely, and pinched her shoulder with his palm, making it clear that he wanted to eat tofu.

Shang Feiwu clenched his fists and shrugged his shoulders, the meaning of refusal was already obvious.

This Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu are in a romantic place, so which girl dares to refuse?

Mr. Wang's obscene laughter became vicious, and the two of them pushed her against the wall all the way, "What? Dare to laugh like a bitch, dare not sell like a bitch? ”

Immediately, Mr. Liu leaned on the other side and added, "What? Girls from your Academy of Fine Arts, if you paint a picture, you will pay a sky-high price, isn't that what it means? ”

Two middle-aged entrepreneurs surrounded her, bombarding one after another, "Let me tell you, my brother has money, and it's not a problem to buy your thirty paintings!" ”

Shang Feiwu felt that she had received an extremely insult from her spirit and body, and she set her eyes on Su Xin not far away, eager for her to come over and help her.

However, Su Xin, as if she had never seen this scene, happily explained a certain painting.

At the exhibition, no one put their energy here.

Seeing that, the person known as Mr. Liu had shifted to her chin......

A sharp voice came from behind him, with some roar and displeasure, "Let go." ”

Liu Mou turned his head to look over, and his fat face slowly became unhappy, "Who are you?" ”

Looking at this young man's handsome appearance, he is designated as an artist.

He is not afraid of art, and he is not rich.

So, Liu Mou's tone was a little more impatient, "Hurry up and get out of me before your brother gets angry!" ”

Shang Feiwu's shoulders were still pressed against the two of them, and she clenched her hands tightly and didn't dare to speak in fear.

Lu Yiyou glanced at her with hatred, and said that it was too late and that it was fast, and a strong over-the-shoulder fall first fell down the person on her left, and then another powerful over-the-shoulder fall knocked down the person on her right.

Mr. Liu and Mr. Wang were shouting on the ground with beer bellies.

Lu Yiyou walked up to Shang Feiwu with a smile, patted her shoulders on both sides, and said softly, "Throw this dress away." ”

"Why?" She was still a little confused.

"I don't like it when you're touched by other disgusting men."