Chapter 78: gallery

Wen Yan looked at the painting in front of him in disbelief.
At the bottom right of the painting is the corner of the white roof. From that angle, he looks up and looks up. There is no limitless expanse of deep starry sky, with nine beautiful stars hanging ...
Wen Yan can never forget this familiar picture.
He has quietly stood in the corner countless times, looking at the young man on the roof. When there is no one, the young man likes to lie on the roof. Out of this world.
The boy is watching the sky, and he is watching him.
This angle, this picture, there is no other possibility than the teenager who likes to lie on the roof to watch the stars.
Wen Yan felt that his body was out of control, as if driven by something. He walked step by step, his eyes slowly moved down, and he looked at the deposits at the bottom of the screen: Second shift, Ji Ling.
At this moment, he almost lost his ability to think, even if people around him were busy, but he could only see the painting in his eyes, only the name.
So are you in this world?
Is it right by my side?
In his life, God never visited him, but when he was tired of fighting and fighting against fate, suddenly another light fell into his world and told him that you were not so sad.
You can also try again.
You are also qualified to have hope.
"Jiling, come over here."
A crisp girl rang from behind Wen Yan.
Among the crowd in front, wearing clean white t-shirts and gray trousers, the clean-looking teenager turned his head and bent his eyes and laughed, "Come here."
Ji Ling walked towards Ning Kehan, because there were a lot of people at the scene, so he didn't notice the others. When he was halfway there, he was caught by one person-holding his wrist, and he couldn't help but step back, and turned to the previous one Handsome and gentle face.
Ji Ling Yiyi, "Yu Xuechang?"
Wen Yan Dingding looked at him, his lips trembling-shaking.
Ji Ling's dark and complicated eyes on him were inexplicable, and he was strange and uncomfortable to see. Although he knew this senior Yu, he should not know him? Why did he hold him?
"Are you doing anything to me?" Ji Ling smiled and asked in doubt.
Wenyan watched the boy show a bright smile to him, his beautiful eyes were slightly bent, his black eyes were clean and clear, and he looked at him with some doubts and curiosity. The boy looked very well in this world, because there was nothing in the eyes. The haze was as if everything that had happened in the past had left no trace on his body.
It's as if he should have been a person in this world.
Doubt flickered in Wen Yan's heart, but soon, the joy of reunion filled his chest, and he had no time to think about the slightest contradiction. He was really happy and glad that the teenager was happy in this world.
Wen Yan slowly opened her lips and issued a low-dumb word: "I ..."
He just said a word. Ning Kehan ​​had already come over and looked at Wen Yan with a smile: "Isn't this Yu Xuechang? You also know Ji Ling?"
Ning Kehan ​​just shouted that Ji Ling was in trouble, but found that Ji Ling was caught by Yu Wenyan halfway, and her heart came a bit strange. Although Yu Wenyan was not familiar, they knew each other. Everyone in the circle knew he was Yu The unloved at home.
But how did Yu Wenyan know Ji Ling? The two of them should have no intersection?
Wen Yan moved his eyes and looked at Ning Kehan.
This is the young lady of the Ning family. When she first entered school, Han Yun told Yu Wenyan, hoping that he could get the moon near the water tower to pursue Ning Kehan. Yu Wenyan had no contempt for her inferiority, and Wen Yan even scoffed when she arrived. Never mind it. He said lightly, "Yes."
Ji Ling was shocked, "Do you know me?"
Ning Kehan ​​looked at Wen Yan suspiciously.
Suddenly Wen Yan had made a decision in his heart, and even if he wanted to recognize him, it was not the right time.
Wen Yan slowly released his hand, and his emotions were completely hidden again. He smiled and said, "I just saw your painting, it was very aura, so I paid attention to the author's name."
Ji Ling and Ning Kehan ​​suddenly realized that they knew his name only because they saw the painting just now, but how could they be recognized?
It's just a name at best!
Wen Yan looked at Ji Ling with a smile, with a gentle look, and a serious and deep light in her black eyes, slowly said, "But not formal enough, so I want to know you solemnly, my name is Yu Wenyan."
Ji Ling caught his serious gaze and couldn't help but start a stun, just to get acquainted with his classmates ... What did he say so solemnly? And as soon as he saw the senior, he couldn't help thinking of Wen Yan with the same name, and looking at his almost gentle expression, he couldn't help but start thinking wildly, his face turned slightly red: "You, hello, my name is Ji Ling. "
Really terrible, he shouldn't be such a passionate person, how can anyone think of anyone in that world recently?
Except for the abnormal world in the book, where are there so many love brains? !!
Wen Yan looked at Ji Ling with a somewhat shy and uncomfortable look, and raised his lips slightly, as if there was a warmth that brushed his cold heart. The teenager must be because of his name, so what did he think of? But he did not expect that he was the person he was for.
I am also in this world.
Fortunately, I met you again.
This world does not have those disputes, nor the cold hierarchy, only ordinary and ordinary you and me, this time, I will still guard you and accompany you.
Thank you for making my life meaningful again.
Ning Kehan ​​looked at Yu Wenyan and said, "If there is nothing else for the senior, I will take Ji Ling first. He needs him there to help."
Wen Yan did not answer her, and her gaze always fell on Ji Ling.
Ji Lingdi smiled and said, "Master Yu, then I've passed."
Wen Yan bowed his head and looked at him with a smile. His voice was soft and hoarse: "OK."
Now that I have found you, I have enough patience to slowly approach you again.
He watched the teenager walk away briskly. From the distance came energetic voices from the students. The world became noisy and noisy again.
For a long time, Wen Yan retracted his gaze, walked back a few steps, and stooped to pick up the book that had fallen to the ground.
In the dark and narrow eyes, it is the color of gentle paranoia and firmness.
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Ji Ling and Ning Kehan ​​went to the other side to help greet the classmates. When he was busy returning to God, he looked at the original direction and found that Dean Yu Wenyan had left.
Ji Ling scratched his head. It was normal for him to say that he just greeted him just because he saw his painting. He was not the paranoid and sick speaker. How could he have been waiting here? ?
He really thought too much!
Ji Ling quickly threw the episode behind her head and kept busy.
When it was getting late, Ning Yu came over.
Today, he was wearing a clean and refreshing casual outfit and stepping on white canvas shoes on his feet. He looked like an ordinary college student, because his facial features were good-looking and his legs were straight and slender. There is still a lot of attention there, and it is invisible to everyone. Many girls quietly gave pointers and guessed, which college's dean was so good-looking that they had never heard of it before, it was really unscientific! Is it from another school?
Ning Kehan ​​was a little surprised. She looked at Ning Yu and looked at Ji Ling, and her mood was complicated.
Wang Yixin, Zheng Lin, and Chen Ming also saw Ning Yu. The straight-skinned guys filled with eager smiles on their faces, trotting happily, "Ning, why are you here?"
Ning Yu smiled: "I heard that you have an event today, and just happen to be free, so come by and see."
Wang Yixin and others happily said: "Ning brother, we are very glad to be here!"
"It's our pleasure to be here!"
"Ningge come and visit."
"Don't make good jokes, hahahahaha ..."
Ning Kehan: How do you know we have events? I didn't tell you again! !! !!
However, Miss Ding Ning, who was full of stars and moon, was completely reduced to the second line to watch the crowd after Ning Yu's arrival. No one paid attention to her. She could only silently watch the group of stinky boys circle Ning Yu and made a noise inside Sneer: Hehe, effort.
Ning Yu saw Ji Ling at a glance. The teenager did not welcome him as warmly as other people, nor did he come over to him, but he smiled and welcomed, and then continued to do his own thing. Ning Yu did not pass , Just smiled and said hello, then looked away and looked at the painting in front of him.
One glance saw the starry sky.
This is the picture of Emperor Star. The nine beautiful stars are actually satellites hanging above Emperor Star. At the last moment, the planet was almost destroyed, with heavy casualties.
But people in this world do n’t know. They only see the beauty in it, but they do n’t see the destruction that beauty brings.
Although Ning Yu recognized Ji Ling the first time she met, but at this moment, there was no doubt in her heart. Because she was psychologically prepared, she looked calm when she saw it, and did not show anything strange.
Before long, he smiled at Wang Yixin and others: "You have worked hard today. I invite you out to eat."
Everyone was very happy, shouting thank you Ning!
Before Ji Ling had much time to think, Zheng Lin had dragged him along.
If you think about it, just forget it, so what are so many people afraid of?
Because there were a lot of students, he ordered three tables. Ji Ling was going to find an inconspicuous place to sit down, but Ning Yu suddenly looked at him, pointed to the position beside him, and laughed: "Sit here."
Ji Ling said, "... I can just sit there."
Ning Yu smiled calmly, looked at him with clear eyes, and raised her mouth: "I admire your work very much, and I want to ask you something, no matter where you sit, doesn't it?"
Ji Ling was lost in thought, and Ning Yue said, if he did n’t sit down as if he had a ghost in his heart, he stumbled and sat down.
As soon as Ning Han turned his eyes, he was ready to sit down next to Ji Ling, but Ning Yu looked up and smiled: "Girls go to another table, it is not convenient for us to drink at this table."
Not just drinking, who is afraid of who!
Ning Kehan ​​was indignant, but with a warning look on Shang Ningyu, a shocking spirit was sober, and a stiff smile appeared: "OK."
Wang Yixin and others looked very shocked. For the first time, when I saw Miss Ning being so obedient, it seemed that Ning Yu had a very important position in the Ning family!
Suddenly, Ji Ling began to feel like sitting on a needle again. Ning Yue clearly wanted to disassemble himself and Ning Kehan. He really doubted his relationship with Ning Kehan ​​and men and women! This is actually a grand banquet!
Ji Ling almost burst into tears. He didn't talk about his girlfriend at all, and he didn't even hold the girl's little hand. Why face such special treatment that was specially taken care of by the parents of the woman?
Ji Xiaoling was aggrieved.
Having said that, he didn't dare to pretend in front of the girl's uncle, Ji Ling was sitting on a stern look and admiring him.
No one knows the pain inside.
A few Wang Yixin didn't know how to watch and watch. They were so excited that they had to drink with Ning Yu when they brought in beer, and also helped Ji Ling fill a glass.
Ji Ling: "..."
He is already an adult. As a boy, he does n’t drink completely. He does n’t like drinking beer because he just feels bad, and ... this is definitely the rhythm of being drunk! "Niece-in-law" will be taken care of, right?
He doesn't drink very well. If he gets drunk in front of Ning Yue, what should he do!
Ji Xiaoling was anxious.
Ning Yu glanced slightly and looked at Ji Ling's embarrassment. He raised his hand naturally and took his cup in front of himself, and smiled at everyone: "Ji Ling will send Ning Kehan ​​back at the party. His wine and me Drink for him. "
everyone:"……"
The table was silent for a few seconds, and then one after another sounded well, but the surface was silent, but Ji Ling was looked at with admiration and admiration.
Wow, your kid is good, when he doesn't say anything, he'll get the big brother! Not only do you not drink your wine, they also help you drink and protect you, so that you can send his sister back! What an enviable treatment!
Good job! Long face! Give us a long face!
Ji Ling: "..."
No no no, it's not like that!
You all misunderstood!
But why is this not the case? Ji Ling was in deep thought again, and his brain was down. Is Ning Yue actually very satisfied with himself and does not intend to hinder himself and Ning Kehan? But ... but he really has nothing to do with Ning Han!
If I tell you that I do n’t plan to chase Ning Kehan, will you kill me somehow? Qaq
Ji Ling was apprehensive and dreadful eating.
Everyone was very happy at the table. At seven or eight o'clock, after three rounds of drinking, everyone finally dispersed.
Ning Yu has a very affinity, even if she only faces a group of hairy boys, she also laughs easily and naturally, and drinks a lot of wine. A group of people came out of the hotel, and said goodbye to Ning Yu, and only Ning Yu was left. Yu and Ji Ling.
Ji Ling stood a little tangled, and Ning Yu said he was asked to send Ning Kehan ​​back, although he already knew that he didn't feel Ning Kehan, but wouldn't it be nice if he didn't agree? Or should I send it back first and find a way to make it clear by the way?
At this time, Ning Kehan ​​came over. When she saw Ning Yu drinking, she said kindly, "Uncle, I'll drive you back?"
Ning Yu said with a smile: "No need, Ji Ling just sent me back."
Ji Ling :? ? ?
Didn't you just tell me to send it back to Hanhan? !! When did it turn out for you?
Ning Kehan: "..."
The uncle's drink is excellent. A thousand glasses are not drunk. A few bottles of beer are not a problem at all. She said that the delivery was only due to drinking and driving violations. It did not mean that the uncle could not go home without being awake, let alone think he was drinking. You're talking nonsense when you're drunk, so ...
Rather than expecting Ji Ling to sigh, she felt a little sad, but she finally fell in love with a cute boy, but was loved by her uncle, but her feelings were too shallow to give up money for love. I'm afraid I can't control it, please ask for blessing!
Rather Han laughed and turned away.
Ji Ling: "..."
He looked at the man next to him in embarrassment, and felt the need to make it clear to the uncle, his face flushed slightly, and said, "Don't you say that you should let me send it back instead?"
Ning Yu approached him abruptly, with a slight faint drunkenness in his black eyes, a handsome and stern face, a softer outline at night, a hoarse mouth, and a low smile: "Did I say that? I forgotten."
At such a short distance, the breath of the man was mixed with wine.
He really drunk a lot of wine today.
And a lot of it was for myself. Ji Ling thought of it, and his tone could not help but soften and said: "Well, you say that ..."
Ning Yu stared down at him, squinting his eyes, as if leaning against Ji Ling with some weakness, and said dumbly, "You send me back ... Ning Kehan ​​does not need you to send."
Ji Ling couldn't laugh or cry. Just now Ning Kehan ​​said he wanted to take you back, but you refused! Why must I send it!
Do you know that this is called drunk and crazy?
But he really couldn't talk to a drunk man. After a while, he sighed helplessly and obediently helped Ning Yu to take a taxi.
It didn't take long for the car to stop at the villa where the last party was.
Ji Ling paid for it and labored to help the man get out of the car. The man was taller and heavier than he thought.
Because it was very close, it seemed that a burning breath fell on his ear. Itchy, Ji Ling suddenly thought of Ning Yu again, thinking of all kinds of teasing on him in that world, he couldn't help turning his ears red.
Really terrible, what exactly is this whole feeling? !!
Fortunately, it was night, and my face was not hot.
Ji Ling forced herself not to think wildly, helped Ning Yue come to the door, turned her head and asked him, "Where's your key--"
As a result, the man suddenly rushed him to the door, lowered his head and approached, the dark and deep black eyes seemed to contain some complicated emotions.
Ji Ling's heartbeat missed a beat, and he did not dare to move.
At this moment, it seemed like returning to that world.
It was as if Ning Yu was in front of him.
His nervous body was stiff, and his mind was confused and unable to think. At this moment, he saw the man slowly approaching, opened his lips slightly, made a deep and pleasant voice, and gently melted into the night: "Your painting is beautiful. "
Ji Ling couldn't help it.
Ning Yu actually wanted to ask one more question. Since you were originally a person in this world, how did you get there? How did you get there? How did you get back?
There were countless doubts in his mind, and he could have continued to test and inquire, but in the end he only said this sentence.
In fact, there are some things that are not necessary to be so clear.
No matter where the teenager comes from or where he goes, the truth is no longer important, what is important is ...
We can meet again.
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A well-known local gallery is holding an art exhibition, exhibiting the works of many emerging painters, all dressed well, in addition to some art lovers, there are also many people with heads and faces, and the faces of some foreigners.
Brandon walked in the gallery, staring absently at the painting on the wall.
That day, he watched Ji Ling die under the sword of Jing Sui, and ended the war with his own life. Even if the world is not fair and kind to the young, the young still wants to protect everyone who can be protected ...
That day, he looked at Jing Sui and took away the young man's body. On the face of the indifferent man, he saw his pain for the first time.
It turns out ... Jing Sui is also suffering.
Just like himself, there was one piece missing in his heart. Even from beginning to end, he didn't even have a chance to show his heart.
He left Emperor Xing, stayed on the frontier, and went to fight the Zerg all day and night to do what a soldier should do.
To protect the world that this boy wants to protect at all costs.
This is probably the only thing he can do for him.
"Hey, Brandon, what are you looking at?" The blond man came over and smiled at him, this is his friend in this world.
Brandon glanced at him expressionlessly, without speaking.
After he died, he came to this world and became an m officer. He came to take a vacation in country C. He was going to return to China a few days ago, but he was pulled over by his collector friends to participate in the exhibition.
Brandon had no interest in these things, and in his eyes was not as useful as a battle report.
White sighed. The guy was still rigid and boring as usual, so he shrugged and said, "Go on and go, I'll look over there."
Then he left Brandon alone and left.
Brandon found it a bit noisy. He felt very boring. He regretted coming to participate in this boring activity. The previous popular works were crowded by people, and walking inside made him look quieter.
At this time, he passed a wall and swept across a painting on the wall, his pupils contracted, and he stood still without moving.
It was probably because he had been standing for too long and his expression was a little dignified. The staff came over and gave him a puzzled look, and smiled and introduced, "Do you want to know about these paintings?
Our person in charge has always been inclined to train excellent students, and also cooperates with local universities, so occasionally some student works are displayed. Here are some very good student works. Although slightly green, but very aura, you see In this painting, the starry sky depicted is very imaginative ... "
Brandon looked at the introduction at the bottom of the screen, his hands clenching tightly.
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In the distance, Mr. Shao, the person in charge of the gallery, accompanied a handsome middle-aged man.
The man's facial features are deep, with brown hair color and brown pupils. He is wearing a double-breasted dark suit, his hair is meticulously combed to the back of his head, the elegant gentleman is graceful, and his lips have a perfect smile.
Mr. Shao was kind to accompany him. This Mr. Carlos Field, from a country with a long history, is an aristocrat who has inherited the title in a real way, and is not the kind of noble deceased. , But actually controls the famous chaebol.
Mr. Field has established famous galleries all over the world, and has attracted many outstanding contemporary artists. He also has a significant influence in the art world. Mr. Shao learned that Mr. Field had come to invest in China and wanted to pay him well. Some paintings were introduced to the international market, so he was invited to participate in today's art exhibition.
However, although this Mr. Field seems to be gentle and gentle, he is actually not good at dealing with him. If he can't come up with enough things to attract him, I am afraid it will be difficult to impress him.
Mr. Shao accompanied him along the way, the other side always looked indifferent, and even the radian of the smile on his lips did not change at all, which made him a little disappointed.
Seeing that I have finished watching the front, I have come to the back, the rest are just some unknown artist works, and there are some student works in the inner corner. Mr. Shao and Professor Qi of University are friends and often accept him Recommended excellent works to discover outstanding seedlings.
But these are not necessary to show Mr. Field, he will not be interested.
Mr. Shao was about to open his mouth to speak back, but only saw the man who had been in good health and showed no signs of turbulence, suddenly stood in front of a painting and stopped.
He couldn't help but look at it, it was a dark-colored painting, like the infinite dark starry sky.
But the starry sky in this painting is different from what they understand.
The painting was very artistic and imaginative. He saw it at the time and could n’t believe that it was from the hand of a freshman. Although it is still far behind the work of other well-known painters, it is already very good. .
As he wondered what attracted Mr. Field to this painting, he saw the man turn his head slowly, his brown pupil calm and deep, and his thin lips provoked: "I want to buy this painting, can I?"
Mr. Shao froze and said, "Of course."
Carlos smiled slightly, his voice low and magnetic, "Thank you."
He paused for a moment, tapping his finger lightly on the back of the other hand, and said, "I'm very interested in the author who created this painting, and hope to get his information if I can."
The author has something to say: if you gather five small attacks, you can call Shura field.
Brandon: I might be a passerby :)
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Carlos: It is said that everyone thinks that I will be a black astringent society, but I think that the level of the black astringent society is too low to fit my status :)
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