Chapter 249: Master Cary

At the airport in City A, a group of black bodyguards are slowly moving around a person in the center.

Friends from the media are like catching a star that is rare in a thousand years, and they rush up and shoot non-stop.

CARY has a model-like figure and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, no wonder more people think he is a star besides being a painter.

Cary's itinerary today can be regarded as completely exposed in front of the media, thinking that tomorrow will be an art exhibition, and everyone has a fierce expectation for him.

An oil painting master from France, Cary's one of the few oil paintings in China.

It's a gimmick just to hear this, not to mention, I heard that a special guest was invited.

The selection of the guests is particularly well kept secret, and it is said that they are characters who are not even known to the staff of the exhibition.

Because of this kind of relationship, it directly led to the admission to this art exhibition, which became a crazy thing for the whole city.

The media reporters caught CARY at the airport, so naturally they wanted to ask more.

"May I ask Master Cary, you once said that your Chinese was learned by a Chinese girl, so does this return to China have anything to do with that Chinese girl?"

Generally, when hearing this kind of paparazzi question, whether it is a celebrity or someone, they will directly ignore it, but Cary seems to hesitate.

The hurried footsteps also stopped.

A pair of black sunglasses covered his blue pupils, but they couldn't hide his slightly raised brow.

Cary paused, and the staff around her were stunned, and then only to hear Cary's crispy voice spread around her.

"Well, you're smart."

Cary is like all French people, they are naturally romantic, they have a good mouth, and the words they say are so flattering.

He slightly pulled off the black Chao on the bridge of his nose and said, "The reason why I studied Chinese is really because of the same person as I opened an exhibition in City A this time." ”

Generally speaking, they rarely say it to the media if it is so private, maybe Master Cary is in a good mood today, or maybe Master Cary is French, so they don't care about these things in the first place, and they are open-minded.

In short, as soon as this sentence came out, he was happy with his media friends, and he himself laughed.

Cary is brown-haired and blue-eyed, a native Frenchman, who speaks fluent Chinese, and now the mystery is finally half solved.

The media followed the black bodyguards and continued to ask questions, but Cary's good mood seemed to be on the same question just now, and he barely said a word after that, until he got into the luxury car waiting outside the airport.

With CARY to this exhibition is Cary's apprentice, a Chinese girl Hai Mei, Hai Mei is particularly talented in painting, plus she has a face that is a disaster to the country, and she worships a master who is so famous as Cary, so the speed of the fire is as good as that of Shang Wu back then.

Although the weather in City A was a little cooler, she was still wearing a sexy black low-cut outfit, and she was obviously only a twenty-two or three-year-old girl, like a soft woman who had been in the dust for a long time.

Cary obviously didn't like this kind of dress for his apprentice, and he said tirelessly, "Haimei, how many times have I told you, don't wear such clothes anymore, it's not cute at all, not to mention that it's not in the tropics now, and City A is also very cold now, okay?" ”

Haimei's eyes are like silk, as her name suggests, and her charming smile shows a particularly beautiful arc.

Cary's words made her feel comfortable, and she smiled, "Cary, you honestly, is it because of me that I learned Chinese?" ”

Cary would let her wear as many clothes as possible, and said that she was so cute, obviously just to keep other men from seeing her.

said that this is not the tropics, obviously because she is afraid that she will catch a cold.

CARY looked at Hai Mei a little helplessly and said, "I met you two years ago, but I learned Chinese five years ago, do you calculate whether I learned it because of you?" ”

After Hai Mei heard this, her whole person was stunned for a second, and she asked with a sour taste, "Then is what you said to the media true this time?" The exhibition was held in City A because of this woman? ”

Haimei has a young body, a young heart, and she is full of moisture, and she feels that even if the person in Cary's heart is not herself, one day, she will finally take down her master.

Because she believes that the master can choose herself as an apprentice at a glance in the huge Academy of Fine Arts, there is a reason for him, at least it means that the two of them are fateful, right?

Cary nodded, looking at the wide road outside the airport, and her heart was full of a woman's confident face.

Haimei's jealous eyes invaded her originally young and innocent psychology little by little.

If I liked CARY at first, it wasn't until that day when Master CARY was in class at the Academy of Fine Arts that he said that he would accept her as an apprentice, Haimei felt the envy of everyone.

It's so good to enjoy this kind of vision, so she feels that she can't do without this kind of gaze in the future, and the only way to get this kind of envious look is to be a woman who is a master of Cary.

She knew that she had some small talents in painting, but she felt that these talents were useless, and only by holding Cary firmly in the palm of her hand was the most solid.

There are several people in a car, each with their own thoughts.

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Mid-levels villas

When the night slowly enveloped the entire Mid-Levels Villa, one of Shang Wu's paintings was slowly about to be completed.

When the last trace of Luoxia's color was smeared on the drawing paper, Shang Wu's hand holding the brush was finally loosened.

She let out a long sigh of relief and looked at the man who was still talking not far away, only to find that the tall figure on the swing was leaning against the red wall behind the swing at this time, falling asleep shallowly.

Shang Wu didn't have time to put down the paintbrush in a hurry, just looked at Lu Yiyou who was sitting on the swing and pretending to sleep, and the feeling of satisfaction in his heart was difficult to describe.

It's like when it just rains and you find yourself with an umbrella in your bag, and after working overtime at night, you find that you can still catch the last bus, and the food is still hot when you get home.

This small feeling of satisfaction can be created by the man leaning quietly there.

She carefully put down her paintbrush, left the finished painting in front of her to dry for a while, and then packed it in a standard cardboard box, finished all the work, and ran to the swing before she could even wipe the paint from her face.

She bowed down slightly, thinking of something strange in her mind, and then her fingers gently placed on the tip of Lu Yiyou's straight nose, and slowly, slowly pinched it hard.

Within a few seconds, there was a sound similar to a slight snoring.

When Shang Wu was just about to laugh proudly, the other party had already opened his ink eyes, and his eye sockets were deep, and he looked at the naughty little woman in front of him vigilantly.

Shang Wu originally thought that the other party would make some moves to punish her, but what was very strange was that Lu Yiyou just said that she was in his arms, and then gently rubbed her forehead with his chin, and then his tone was full of distress, "I feel a little tired after waiting here for a day, you have been painting over there for a day, are you more tired?" ”

Shang Wu was a little surprised by his delicate thoughts, glanced at him with moved eyes, and then drew circles on his chest like a little woman, "I'm not tired, but my eyes are a little sour, thank you." ”

Lu Yiyou had just come back from his sleep, and his tone was naturally a little apprehensive, so he came to take the movements at hand a little vaguely.

His big hand caressed her smooth hair, and the taste of pity made Shang Wu feel like her heart was pounding.

"Are you done?"

He raised an eyebrow, distanced the two of them, and looked at her face seriously and asked.

Shang Wu nodded, "Hmm." ”

Lu Yiyou's inky eyes rolled for a moment, and then said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the clothes, right?" ”

Shang Wu was a little curious, "Why did you suddenly buy me clothes?" I've got a lot of clothes! ”

Lu Yiyou touched her nose with his own nose and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to participate in the art exhibition tomorrow?" Then everyone will be dressed in fine clothes, what about you? ”

Her eyes lit up, and then she nodded seriously, "Yes! ”

Lu Yiyou laughed at her and realized it, then got up from the swing, hugged her, and then said dotingly, "Let's go, let's go shopping?" ”

After Shang Wu sighed twice, he slowly walked outside the courtyard with him in his arms.

She looked up at his white chin and said jokingly, "It's really not easy, and one day Mr. Lu will be able to take me shopping, but I'm really envious of others!" ”

Lu Yiyou had a dark face, listening to her quirky tone, and he became naughty, "Then, everyone knows that I, Lu someone, am extremely stingy and have flaws to report, and I pay attention to buying things back and forth." ”

"You, what do you mean, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Yiyou replied without thinking, "What do you mean?" That is to say, accompany you to go shopping, not in vain, and the chick has to serve the uncle comfortably at night! ”

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