Time flows slowly like water.

A few days later, the film was completed and the crew was disbanded. Xiao Luo's work was only half completed, and he was about to follow Yang Xu and leave Suzhou.

We made an appointment to see each other next month and said goodbye very casually.

In the middle of the month, Yu Chi's holiday ended and he had to return to Zhonghai to handle the training class students' exams.

Next, Cao Xiang also left and went back to negotiate copyright matters with the Art Publishing House.

For a moment, only Bai Ye stayed in Suzhou and pondered his new work.

Of course he won't be lonely. He is addicted to painting and has no time to care about it. Well, no matter whether others believe it or not, Bai Ye himself believes it.

On this day, he came to Moonlight Lake again and observed the scene of the flashing waves from another angle.

In his hand, most of the thick paintings had been drawn. Despite this, Bai Ye was not satisfied and continued to pick up the pen and sketch it, and once again re-described the work from another perspective.

Even he himself did not realize how he could become so pursuing.

Perhaps it is the power of role models, after all, whether it is Xiao Luo or Yu Chi, the pursuit of art is endless.

He was more or less infected.

Or maybe he himself is very pious about art. It was just that he had no chance to stand out before, gave up on himself, gave up, and lost his pursuit.

But now he has a chance to go further, and he also wants to struggle.

The lost dreams gradually recover.

He is naturally very passionate.

But after all, he has drawn a lot, and his brushwork is also very casual. The brushes are gently stroked on the paper, and beautiful lines intertwined each other to form the initial pattern.

Unpredictable, Baiye paused his wrist and the tip of his pen broke.

He turned his head and saw a person standing next to him. At some point, there was a person standing there.

A familiar and stranger.

"Muqing."

Bai Ye frowned, a little surprised.

“…Good drawing.”

Mu Qing glanced at him and asked, "Is this the work you want to participate in the exhibition?"

"you guess?"

The white leaves closed the picture book.

He must be a little wary of those who are mixed with Chu Nanfeng and have unknown intentions.

“Yes or not, it doesn’t matter.”

Mu Qing smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you are also in Suzhou."

"I've been here for almost a month." Bai Ye's eyes rolled and asked, "You are not in Zhonghai, so you can play with the young master. Why are you here?"

“Enter the exhibition.”

Mu Qing didn't hide it and told the truth: "I will also participate in this national exhibition."

"Huh!"

Bai Ye looked at Mu Qing up and down, and subconsciously said, "You are still painting?"

“…”

Mu Qing's face also showed some green expressions: "Who told you that I won't draw anymore?"

"Haha, sorry."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "The main reason is that you haven't seen any movement in this year. I thought you had changed your career. I didn't expect you to have the intention to... go back to the world, which is a joyful congratulations."

"snort."

Mu Qingyu's anger was not gone: "Young Yin is so sarcastic, let me tell you that over the past year, I have not been idle and have been improving myself, but I have not been standing still."

"So after going into seclusion and practicing hard, I felt that the technique was successful, so I became interested in participating in the exhibition?"

Bai Ye said curiously: "Which project is you participating in?"

“…nonsense, of course it’s oil painting.”

Mu Qing said in a deep voice: "Bai Ye, this time, don't expect to be the leader. I have the confidence to rank among the top and shine brightly, and will not let you be more beautiful than before."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Bai Ye smiled, not minding.

There are many people participating in the exhibition, not many more, not many less.

As for Mu Qing's words that are similar to provocation, Bai Ye would not take them seriously. He just talks, and he can say anything. The key is to have the ability to realize what he said.

"You'll wait."

Mu Qing was leaving, but before leaving, his lips moved, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

But in the end, he didn't say anything and left directly.

Bai Ye looked at Mu Qing's figure and vaguely felt that Mu Qing suddenly appeared, not only as simple as provocation, but also seemed to have some profound meaning...

He frowned and thought, unable to understand.

Finally, he shook his head and smiled, feeling that he was thinking too much.

only……

Mu Qingya, Dongxing Gallery, the former number one.

No, it should be the star of tomorrow that Li Dongxing values ​​the most, and he prefers to promote it.

After the Dongxing Gallery went bankrupt, it turned around and turned to someone else.

This is understandable.

As for people, they need to be just a good meal. In modern society, it is not ancient times. They pay attention to the end of the world and do not eat Zhou grain.

The problem is that he defected to the Chu faction...

While Bai Ye was pondering, another person came over.

This man became much more polite, deliberately aggravated the sound of footsteps, and even coughed twice.

Who is it?

Bai Ye looked at him and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

The other party is about forty or fifty years old and is wearing casual clothes. He is a little fat when he is middle-aged. His big back is neatly combed and his wrist is wearing a brilliant watch, which should be very expensive.

In short, this person is definitely rich and rich.

It's just very strange and I don't know it at all.

"Hello, Baiye."

The middle-aged man spoke, his smile was as gentle as the spring breeze.

Bai Ye was stunned and hesitated: "You are..."

"Lu Huaiyong."

The middle-aged man introduced himself with a confident expression.

As if he had a name, Bai Ye must have known his origin.

"Well."

Baiye nodded.

He was sure, he really didn't know the other person.

“…”

Lu Huaiyong smiled slightly and had to add: "I opened the Excellence Gallery."

"ah!"

Bai Ye was surprised. He did know this gallery. After all, after integrating into this world, he must have some understanding of several of the most famous galleries in the art industry.

However, knowing the name of the gallery does not mean knowing who the gallery owner is.

Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous middle-aged uncle is actually the owner of a well-known domestic gallery.

Bai Ye smiled and said, "It turns out it's Boss Lu, who is disrespectful and disrespectful."

Just know...

The smile on Lu Huaiyong's face bloomed again, "Bai Ye, I have been looking for you in Zhonghai for a few days, but it has been fruitless. I finally found out that you have gone to Suzhou and let me have a meal."

“Eh?”

Bai Ye was stunned, thoughtful, and said with a smile: "I blame me for not publishing the itinerary in time and publishing it to the public. It's a sin."

"Ha ha."

Lu Huaiyong laughed, his tone becoming more and more casual: "No, I'm too anxious. Ignoring that you want to participate in the national exhibition. It's normal for you to come to Suzhou to collect folks."

"but……"

Unpredictable, he curled his smile and his expression became sincere: "Do you have time now? I want to have a good chat with you."

"What are you talking about?" Bai Ye asked.

Lu Huaiyong smiled and said straight to the point: "Talk about signing a gallery."

Bai Ye was silent and signaled: "There is a teahouse nearby. The tea is good and the environment is also good."
Chapter completed!