Qin Lefeng knew Feng Zirui's invitation and asked Yun Nan: "Baby, do you want to go with him?"

Yun Nan was concerned about the exhibition itself and didn't care who he went with. However, he was going to work part-time on Thursday. On the one hand, Mr. Gong's time is precious, and on the other hand, he was not a person who asked for leave without trust. He shook his head: "You forgot, I'm going to paint for Mr. Gong on Thursday afternoon."

Yu Nan also replied to Feng Zirui: "Thank you, senior, but I have a part-time job on Thursday and can't go with you."

Feng Zirui smiled and didn't care: "How about making a phone call and asking for a day off? This opportunity is rare, and you can learn more than you can work part-time."

Yun Nan still refused.

Feng Zirui was silent on the phone for a while and relieved himself: "It's a big mistake to be too time-consuming. Okay, I'll go with other classmates."

There seemed to be a group of people laughing over there, and some people were booing.

Yu Nan didn't understand why.

This week passed very quickly. Xiao Zhou called him to tell him about the follow-up of the matter, but he asked for his account without any refusal and transferred the losses of Yan Sini's medical expenses and other losses. The matter was handled very cleanly and beautifully. Qin Lefeng mentioned again that he asked him to invite Mr. Gong to dinner, as if he was afraid that he would owe someone favors in front of his employer, so Yun Nan was going to mention it today.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, he had just left school and a strange number appeared on his mobile phone.

"Hello." Yu Nan answered politely, "Nanfeng Studio."

"Look at your left." But it was Gong Cheng.

The man's voice seemed more magnetic and low through the mobile phone medium. He hadn't seen him for a week. He suddenly heard Gong Cheng's voice, and Yu Nan's heart thumped.

He looked to the left and saw a black Rolls-Royce on the side of the road slowly lowering down the rear window, revealing Gong Cheng's handsome face, high nose and deep eyes, like a mature male model in the advertisement.

"Wait." Gong Cheng hung up the phone after saying this.

Yu Nan listened to the blind voice and put his phone into his pocket at a loss, making him a little stupid. The two of them were in the opposite direction, and the situation in front of him was a bit like Gong Cheng came to the school to pick him up, and he almost missed it.

The car turned his head calmly at the intersection and slowly drove to him and stopped.

A driver came out of the cab and respectfully opened the car door for him: "Please."

It was the first time in Yu Nan's life that he had such treatment. The other party was older than him, and he was a little flattered: "Thank you!"

Now he is sure that Gong Cheng is here to pick him up.

The driver followed suit: "It should."

As the doors closed, the craze was completely isolated, and the car was full of air conditioning, as if it had entered another world.

Yu Nan smelled the faint fragrance in the car, and couldn't tell whether it was the smell of the car perfume or the smell of Gong Cheng. The soft leather is wrapped in the area within reach. The back seat is terrifyingly large, and Gong Cheng is close at hand, which invisibly puts some pressure on people.

"Nanfeng Studio?" Gong Cheng said first, "What is it?"

"It's the small shop we opened, and sometimes I will accept the appointment." Yun Nan felt embarrassed to look directly at the other party, "I don't know it's you."

He opened an online store with Qin Lefeng, occasionally picking up some board paintings, such as avatars and comic adaptations, and making some small money. Because the two of them are often not online, they both leave their mobile phone numbers, and sometimes there will be strange calls to call in for articles.

Gong Cheng had never called him before, and the two of them had only each other's WeChat, and the chat history was only one sentence "You forgot this" reminding him that he had forgotten to bring an umbrella, and they had always kept a good distance.

Gong Cheng said: "You save my private number."

Last time, Gong Cheng said that he would call his private number next time if he had anything to do. It turned out to be true. Yu Nan obediently saved it with his mobile phone. When he found that Gong Cheng had been looking at him, his heart beat faster: "Mr. Gong, why are you here?"

Gong Cheng's shirt collar was unbuttoned two at random, making him look elegant and graceful, as if age was just a number to him, and that was the precipitation of time.

There was a handrail between the two. Gong Cheng knocked on the back seat with his slender fingers: "Take you to the exhibition."

Yun Nan was surprised: "Watch the exhibition? I won't draw today?"

"Drawing can be another day." Gong Cheng said, "Why, don't you like Yu Shen?"

Yun Nan is not stingy in expressing his admiration for his idols on any occasion. Gong Cheng's gallery has Yu Shen's works, and he probably blew Yu Shen's rainbow farts to Gong Cheng.

"Are you talking about the collection exhibition of Shu and Tiancheng?" Yun Nan didn't expect Gong Cheng to want to go to the exhibition, "Will it waste your time?"

Every time you draw for two hours, if you miss it, you will delay the progress.

Gong Cheng casually said: "It doesn't matter, improving your aesthetics will also be beneficial to my portrait. You can make up for it next time, and I will let Xiao Zhou arrange it."

Yun Nan felt relieved and nodded happily: "I didn't expect to go to the exhibition today. Maybe I will meet one of my seniors."

Gong Cheng was not interested in the chance encounter that children were looking forward to, and said in a tone of greeting pets: "Come here, let me see how the injury is?"

Yun Nan tilted his head slightly and showed it to him: "It's almost done."

Gong Cheng had already raised his hand, and Yu Nan held his breath in an instant.

A layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which was crystal clear on the delicate skin. As soon as the man's slightly cool fingers touched the skin on his forehead, his eyelashes immediately trembled heavily.

The young man has a fast healing ability. In just one week, there is only one healing slit left. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t see it. I believe it will disappear completely in a while. After looking at the forehead, Gong Cheng said again: “Pick up the legs of the trouser legs and let me see.”

The driver couldn't help but look at the back from the rearview mirror, and soon looked ahead again, not daring to offend.

Except for being injured when he was a child, Yu Nan didn't dare to go home and tell the adults that it had been a long time since he was examined. He was stunned for a moment, and this time he didn't roll up his trousers: "You're good at knees, don't worry, I'll do it well every day."

Gong Cheng suddenly chuckled: "It's OK."

Yun Nan realized that he was wearing ripped jeans, and his knees were just a big hole. What his fair knees looked like had been clearly visible and were particularly conspicuous. This seemingly normal conversation seemed to be wrong, which made Yu Nan blush instantly, and he didn't know what to say.

Soon we arrived at Shu and Tiancheng and entered the collection exhibition. People were all wearing formal clothes, and even without tie, they were definitely not wearing T-shirts and jeans. Men’s suits and ties, and ladies’ long skirts were the most. It was not like an art exhibition, but like a cocktail party in the upper class.

The people here are very talkative, all of whom are celebrities from all major fields. Yu Nan saw several artists whose names were called at a glance.

No wonder the exhibition is only for invitations, and it seems that not everyone can visit it.

Yu Nan's outfit was too out of place. Someone cast a curious look at him. He was upset: "Oh no, I seem to be wearing the wrong clothes. Is it still too late to go back and change it?"

"Don't care what others wear." Gong Cheng walked beside him, his face still changing, "Just be yourself."

"Really?" Yun Nan was nervous. He was a person who was willing to cooperate with the rules.

Gong Cheng helped him back: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Sure enough, as soon as Gong Cheng talked to him, all his eyes were taken back. Occasionally, someone came over to say hello to Gong Cheng, and they only called him "Mr. Gong" and did not dare to disturb him too much.

In Yu Nan's eyes, Mr. Gong opened a gallery, so it was not surprising that he knew some people in the art field. Of course, he was in the range of invitations by the organizer, and he was benefiting from Mr. Gong.

After successfully entering the venue, Yu Nan forgot his inappropriate clothes and his eyes lit up: "What should I do? I wish I could grow ten pairs of eyes."

Gong Cheng didn't laugh at him, and touched the top of his head: "What are you doing with so many eyes? Look slowly, no one urges you."

This afternoon passed quickly, from collections from the Warring States Period to modern surreal works, Yu Nan was dazzled.

The two looked over along the way. When Yu Nan met a work of art, he became a chatterbox in seconds. He was about the same when discussing Wu Guanzhong and Xu Beihong with Gong Cheng. Whether it was "writing spirit with form" or "writing shape with spirit", he could talk freely.

Faced with countless treasures, he often told the little knowledge he knew, and from time to time he was quiet for more than ten minutes. His focused side face was soft, his slender neck was slightly bent, and his eyes were drooping, like a gentle swan.

Someone asked Gong Cheng who was beside him, probably thinking that he was Gong Yiluo, the little playboy from the Gong family. Gong Cheng both smiled faintly and said nothing. Over time, people retreated and the two of them became quieter.

"Like this?" Gong Cheng asked.

Yu Nan was staring at an ancient Nuo opera mask with green face and fangs in the cabinet, which was amazing. When he was a child, he followed his parents to perform with the troupe, and had watched the adults perform the Nuo opera. He had already followed the scene of getting older and forgetting, but when he saw the mask, he remembered it again. He once rode on his father's shoulders wearing a big red mask.

Yu Nan didn't like masks, so he shook his head.

Gong Cheng said: "This is the group of people from the Art Association who are having fun. There are many more over there. You can get one when you leave later."

Yun Nan became a little interested and asked, "Is there any big red one?"

Gong Cheng laughed and thought he was a child's character.

After watching the exhibition in the West Hall, they went to the corridor again, where there were many famous paintings. Although Yu Nan studied oil painting, he had a wide range of knowledge and had a knowledge of it from Chinese painting to watercolor. As soon as he saw the painting, he felt even more like a fish in water.

This is a painting with emerald green tones, which is quite large in size. If you look at it, you will feel like a misty hazy look.

"So beautiful, this is Teacher Yu's work." Yu Nan raised his head, looked pious, and started to blow the rainbow fart again without realizing it. "Look, Teacher Yu combined the techniques of Chinese painting, and the lines started here. This painting is called "Thao", it is an abstract art, but it is actually a forest and grass... The superposition of color blocks is very beautiful, and it is really an invisible elephant."

Suddenly someone beside him said, "It's too much praise."

Yun Nan turned around and said that the other party was an old man holding a thermos cup and wearing black-framed glasses. Someone believed that he was looking at the water dispenser at the door of the machine.

This person is Yu Shen.

When he saw his idol appear, Yu Nan was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. Yu Shen had already smiled: "I heard from Mr. Gong that this classmate is my little fan."
Chapter completed!