The grandfather and grandson came to the Daqian Gallery of the Wuxi Art Museum.

There was a polite greeting at the door, and after learning their identity, he sent a special commentator to serve them.

The woman is dressed in a well-cut modern style cheongsam embroidered with blue flowers on a white background, with her hair in a bun at the back of her head, and her whole temperament is elegant and refined.

After only one glance at Leng Yingjie, the other party blushed slightly, but he still greeted Leng Huaiyuan first, "Hello Mr. Leng, I am your commentator Xu Nianxia, you can call me Xiao Xu." ”

She handed over the booklet in her hand, "Mr. Jie, take a look, this is a brief introduction to our exhibition." ”

Leng Huaiyuan looked at the commentator with his eyes raised, and he looked polite and courteous, which fit his eyes.

Immediately asked, "Son, are you working here?" Are there any objects? ”

Leng Yingjie knew what he meant as soon as he heard this, and immediately walked in with a calm face.

Over the years, knowing that he was determined not to want Jiang Shutong, the old man was secretly introducing him to someone, either a daughter of a family or an elite celebrity, and he was annoyed to death.

The reason why he has been hanging on to the Jiang family is also to restrain the family and want to arrange a blind date for him.

He Xiao knew all these things, but when he heard Leng Yingjie personally say that he had planned to do so to the Jiang family, He Xiao couldn't help but slander in his heart, it was really bad.

Xu Nianxia introduced, "The paintings in this exhibition are the top three works of this year's National Professional Painter Competition, the three painters have their own styles, and the third painter's entry is traditional Chinese painting, and the ink brush is at ease. ”

Leng Huaiyuan smiled and said: "Yes, when I'm old, I can't appreciate anything else, so I like the taste of this kind of national rhyme." ”

Xu Nianxia felt that he was very happy when he said that the old man was in his heart, "This second place is a more modern illustration style, and the artist mainly uses fantasy interstellar as the theme, you can take a look." ”

"Look," she said, pointing to a few comic-style paintings, "how romantic the names of our aerospace instruments are, the space station is called Tiangong, the lunar exploration project is called Chang'e, and the manned spacecraft is called Shenzhou. ”

Leng Huaiyuan is old, and he didn't understand comics and other things, but he was stunned to tell the commentator.

He nodded appreciatively: "Well, Xiaoxu, what you said is very good, it is Chinese romance." ”

Leng Yingjie was bored and walked forward impatiently.

Xu Nianxia wanted to catch up with him, but he didn't dare to leave Leng Huaiyuan, so he had to walk in the middle unhurriedly, "The innermost is the work of the first painter, and the theme is [Haijie Diary]. ”

She knew that Duna's main business was the marine industry, and she thought that the work that came to the first place would be more in line with Leng Yingjie's eyes, so she hurriedly ran to the front to explain to Leng Yingjie.

"The first painter's style is a fusion of abstract and realist works, she paints people and landscapes by the sea, and each one seems to have a story, and it seems to tell a story."

She pointed to one of them, "This one is called the Rain of Light, and at first glance it looks like a terrifying cliff, look down here." ”

She hugged Leng Huaiyuan and approached, "Look closely, this sea water is sparkling with a deep affection, two visual impacts, isn't it very interesting." ”

Leng Huaiyuan was a little puzzled, "Can the sea still see affection?" ”

Xu Nianxia covered her mouth and smiled, "It's not that this painter is amazing, her paintings are not only powerful in painting skills, but also pour feelings into the works, you can feel it again." ”

Leng Huaiyuan glanced at it a few more times, at his age, he couldn't understand the artistic conception of young people now.

Turning his head and asking Leng Yingjie, "There is no rain on this painting, how can it be called the rain of light?" What do you think of your eldest grandson? ”

Leng Yingjie's eyes swept back and forth left and right on those paintings, and he couldn't hear talking to him.

Leng Huaiyuan was a little louder again, "Do you like this painting?" ”

Leng Yingjie reacted at this time, his expression was a little dull, "Ang? Not bad. ”

As he spoke, he went to look at the paintings one by one.

Leng Huaiyuan looked at Uncle Liu and He Xiao behind him, "Does he like this?" ”

He Xiao shook his head and said he didn't know.

Uncle Liu smiled, "Don't you just want the little master to come out and relax, shouldn't you be happy that he likes this painting now?" ”

Leng Huaiyuan then remembered the purpose of the exhibition, "Oh, yes, yes. ”

He whispered to Uncle Liu, "It seems that this trip is the right one." ”

When he saw the rain of light, Leng Yingjie felt that something was wrong, and he had a sense of déjà vu.

He tried to remember, but he remembered as if he had never seen the place.

It's just that...

The sparkling waves under the terrifying cliffs made him think... The Fluorescent Sea of Bone Bay...

The magic of those paintings is that just looking at them makes you feel the smell of the sea.

Familiar enough to make Leng Yingjie feel uncomfortable...

He couldn't move when he walked to the largest painting.

The familiarity exuded by that painting was stronger than the others.

The painting depicts a woman standing with her back to her ankles in the sea, and the colors of the sky and the sea gradually merge into one color.

The whole picture is a depressing tone, but the woman in the painting is wearing a warm dress and skillfully interweaving the cold and warm colors, revealing a sense of tranquility and comfort.

The waves under the woman's feet flashed like stars in the dark night, and like fireworks in the sky.

Leng Yingjie's heart shook uncontrollably.

He hurriedly opened the brochure of the exhibition and found the painting, but there was no explanation at all.

Xu Nianxia saw that he was interested in this painting, and stepped forward and said: "Other paintings will have a sentence or two of introduction, but this one is not, I think it is the suspense that the painter wants to leave, and this painting is also the work that made her win the first place." ”

"Look, this glowing sea is also called blue tears, which is actually a fluorescent sea."

Leng Yingjie's eyelashes trembled, and he looked at the name "Nine Thousand Seven" marked in the lower right corner.

He took the initiative to ask Xu Nianxia, "What's the name of this painter?" ”

Xu Nianxia was a little shy and didn't dare to look at his angular and handsome face, "The painter is called Nine Thousand Seven, this should be her most satisfactory work, so she named the painting with her stage name." ”

Leng Yingjie was a little excited, "What's your real name?" ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, thinking that his appearance was a little strange.

Xu Nianxia: "Uh... I don't know about this, so I don't usually use my real name......"

She didn't want to act like she didn't know anything in front of Leng Yingjie, so she immediately said: "But we have a little gossip in private, and we also specifically checked what Nine Thousand Seven said." ”

Leng Yingjie changed his previous indifference and detachment, and listened to her attentively.

Xu Nianxia's face was a little hot when he stared at him, this man's eyes were so good-looking.

"What do you mean?" Leng Yingjie hurriedly urged.

Leng Huaiyuan hadn't seen him staring at a woman for so long for a long time, and pulled him with an ambiguous smile, "What's the hurry, let Xiao Xu finish speaking." ”

Xu Nianxia hurriedly withdrew his gaze from Leng Yingjie and smiled, "It's not in the way, it's me who spoke too slowly, the meaning of this nine thousand seven seems to mean that there are ten thousand coincidences in the world that make my heart move, and you account for nine thousand seven..."

She raised her eyes to look at Leng Yingjie with spring in her eyes, "The remaining three hundred are all weak water, I don't want to take it." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Leng Yingjie pulled out his legs and ran out.

Leng Huaiyuan was taken aback, "What is he going to do?" He Xiao. ”

said and gave He Xiao a look.

He Xiao immediately chased him out.

Leng Yingjie couldn't wait for the speed of the escalator, so he ran down in a daze.

When he arrived at the parking lot, He Xiao was out of breath and caught up with him, "Mr. Jie".

He gasped, "What's wrong with you?" ”

As soon as the car door opened, Leng Yingjie stepped up with long legs, "You take a taxi back, I have to go first." ”

He Xiao......

Jie always wants to let the old lady take a taxi?