Han Weiyang Lin Chenxin (Extra Four)

Two weeks later, on Sunday morning, the public welfare art exhibition of ZD Academy was held at the largest exhibition center in Lincheng.

This event attracted more attention and support from the public because of the sponsorship and cooperation of Jiamu Tianhe Group. Before the exhibition opened in the morning, someone was waiting at the door.

Weiyang is the head of the student group of this event. She was busy arranging various matters early in the morning.

At nine o'clock, the exhibition officially opened.

In addition to those who want to buy paintings and read paintings, those who come here today also have students from various classes in the art academies of Z University.

Three roommates of Shang Weiyang also came and walked into the exhibition site. One of them said he wanted to find Shang Weiyang and gave her milk tea. Xie Kejia and the other one were walking around casually.

Xie Kejia looked at every painting in the exhibition, and his jealousy couldn't help but burst into tears. How could these paintings look better than what she painted? Why didn't she choose her paintings?

When they walked in, they saw an extremely conspicuous and abrupt picture, which was completely different from the style around them.

"Hey, this was painted by Weiyang." said the roommate.

Xie Kejia looked at the painting called "Black Cat". The color is cold and gray. He painted a cat who was lying on death due to injury and was licking his wounds. The picture was chaotic and depressing, and it was incompatible with the bright and warm style around him.

I have to admit that this painting has a great visual impact, making people stop.

Weiyang is a top student in the Academy of Fine Arts, but her style has suddenly become like this recently. She couldn't help but sneer in her heart, this person won't be depressed as she draws, right?

"I really like the tone of this painting..."

Xie Kejia rolled her eyes when she heard her roommate's words, "Don't she just like this kind of maverick? It's sick and pretentious."

"I just have different personal preferences, so there is no need to belittle them."

"..." Xie Kejia turned around, "I'll go see the others."

On the other hand, roommate Hao Tong delivered the milk tea to Shang Weiyang, who was helping with the reception at the entrance of the art exhibition, "Thank you for your hard work, Team Leader Shang."

"Wow, taro round milk green, thank you."

The roommate who was looking at the painting inside just now also came out to find them, "Weiyang, I saw your painting. It looks good and can definitely be sold."

The girl smiled, "I haven't had any expectations yet, just be able to see more people."

"It's okay, then Hao Tong and I will go to the nearby area after the exhibition. If you want to eat at noon, send us a message and we will bring you a meal."

"good."-

The reaction at the art exhibition was surprisingly good. One morning, twelve paintings were sold. Among them, "Dawn" painted by a very outstanding senior sister in Weiyang was favored by three or four buyers and finally sold for 22,000 yuan.

It is already rare to be able to sell paintings from school days at such a price.

However, the paintings of Weiyang still did not appear as the buyer who wanted to buy them. He felt a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted again. After all, Teacher Lin had made such conjectures with her before.

After working hard all morning, she felt hungry. She took out her cell phone and went to Hao Tong's WeChat and heard someone calling her, "Senior sister, come here!"

"Here..." She walked forward, clicked on the dialog box, quickly typed a line of words on it, and after sending the message, she immediately put away her phone.

Lin Chenxin, who had just arrived at the first floor of Jiamutianhe Building on the other side, vibrated his mobile phone and received a message from Weiyang.

【Take me some fast food, thank you.】

The man was stunned.

I read it again and it was indeed sent by the little girl.

The assistant came over, "Mr. Lin, Mr. Wang said that he had been waiting in Cuixuan Pavilion, and you were the only one left."

"Is the Z-Great Art Exhibition held today?" the man asked.

"Yes."

Lin Chenxin put away his cell phone and put his hand in his pocket, "You can ask Vice President Li to go to the lunch dinner."

"Okay...whether are you going to have a meal?"

Lin Chenxin said: "Go to the art exhibition to have a look."-

After twelve o'clock, fewer people came to see the painting. Wuyang stood in front of the painting with a cloth, wiping the dust on it.

She was fully focused and had no idea that a man was getting closer and closer.

Until a male voice sounded behind him:

"It's not yet."

She turned around and saw Lin Chenxin's face, and was stunned, "Mr. Lin——"

How could he appear here?

"Are you done in the morning?" he asked.

"Well, are you here... reading the painting?"

He curled his lips and asked, "Didn't you ask me to bring you some rice?"

"Ah?!" She thought of something, quickly turned on her phone, looked closely and actually sent the message to Lin Chenxin!

Lin Chenxin's black tone avatar is so similar to Hao Tong's. Who knew that she was so confused that she even sent the wrong message.

"Sorry, Mr. Lin, I sent the wrong message..."

Looking at her blushing face, Lin Chenxin smiled: "It's okay, the meal has been brought."

“…”

"Come with me in the lounge."

Just as she was about to decline, the other party looked back at her: "Hurry up."

Shang Weiyang patted his head in annoyance and had to follow him.

The two walked to the lounge, and the assistant inside nodded, stepped out, and brought the door.

"Sit and eat."

"...Thank you." She sat in front of the coffee table, opened the lunch box, and saw that it was the sweet and sour pork ribs she particularly liked. She was already hungry and could not resist the urge to her stomach at this moment.

As she ate, she put a bottle of open mineral water on her hand. Lin Chenxin sat aside, her legs crossed, and her leisurely eyes fell on her, "Eat slowly."

Her face turned a little red and she slowed down her eating rate.

Can this person... Don't watch her eat, it's so embarrassing.

He lowered his head and looked at his cell phone for a while, handling business. The room was so quiet that she was the sound of her chopsticks fiddling with the lunch box.

"How is the art exhibition today?"

He suddenly spoke.

"It's pretty good, it's better than we thought." Lin Chenxin was also a partner of the event, so she told him all the data.

After hearing this, he just asked in a low voice: "What about your painting? Have you sold it?"

She smiled and shook her head, "Not yet. Today I heard someone comment on my paintings being ugly and asked how this kind of painting appeared at the art exhibition."

When the man heard this, his eyes were empty for a few seconds and said in a low voice:

"It's okay, every painting will have two kinds of sounds that you like or don't like, but you will definitely meet people who know how to appreciate them."

"Thank you for your comfort, Mr. Lin."

"It's not comforting, it's a statement of facts." He looked at her, "so unconfident in himself?"

"I just think...I'm just drawing it."

The man didn't answer again.

After she finished her meal quietly, she drank half a bottle of water, and a chuckled came from beside her, "I can't tell that you are so thin and have a good appetite."

"Um..." She blinked and whispered: "I've always been able to eat." It's just that the digestive system is not good, and I haven't been fat since I was a child. I looked a little malnourished.

"Then is this lunch box enough?"

"Enough..." She was so full of boxes, so she wasn't so edible!

He smiled, stood up straight, and leaned towards her slightly, "Child, I brought you lunch, what do you give me?"

Reward?

"What, what reward?" She shrank a little, "Is it the money for food? I'll transfer it to you how much."

Lin Chenxin: “…”

"I don't need food."

So what does he need?

Han Weiyang bit his lip and looked at him, and after a while he spoke, "Otherwise, I'll take you to the art exhibition?"

As he looked at each other, he replied.

"good."

The two stood up and walked out of the lounge. As soon as they opened the door, they saw several leaders in the school strode towards them, "Mr. Lin, why didn't you say hello to us in advance when you are here? Hello..."

Wuyang retreated aside, and the man shook hands with them and had a simple conversation.
To be continued...