Is the dark belly actor open today?

Chapter 17 Art Exhibition Dating

Naturally, Shen Xiaxia and Jiang Ye didn't know what happened in the Shen family's villa, and they didn't bother to care about it.

On the next day.

Shen Xiaxia was still sleeping, but the phone beside the pillow rang. Shen Xiaxia closed her eyes and took out the phone, narrowing her eyes to see the caller ID and time.

After answering the phone, he yelled in a sweet and greasy tone.

"Good morning brother."

Jiang Ye on the opposite side also became gentle when he heard the voice from the mobile phone.

"What time are you going to wake up, huh?"

Shen Xiaxia turned over with her mobile phone, found a more comfortable position and continued to lie down.

"That depends on the benefits of getting up. If there is no benefit, just sleep until the afternoon."

Jiang Ye continued to coax patiently.

"I don't know if the baroque art exhibition is considered a good thing. The art exhibition in the city art gallery has a total of five days, and today is the last day."

Shen Xiaxia opened her eyes instantly after hearing the news.

"I'll get up right away!"

Then, before I could hang up the phone, I went to the bathroom barefoot.

Shen Xiaxia knew about this art exhibition. After all, it was related to her major, and it was also the research direction of her professional topic. It's just that this art exhibition was only made by appointment, and by the time she heard the news, it was already too late.

Jiang Ye didn't hang up the phone either. After washing up briefly, he chose the clothes to wear for today's date, and finally chose a dress of the same color as the coat Shen Xiaxia bought yesterday.

Finally, I looked in the mirror in the cloakroom.

Well, it's a good match.

It had been an hour since Shen Xiaxia put on her makeup, and until she entered the art gallery, Shen Xiaxia still felt like a dream and poked the people around her with her fingers.

"How do you know that I really want to see this art exhibition, and I probably can't make an appointment."

Jiang Ye leaned over slightly and answered in a low voice.

"Two months ago, you posted in your circle of friends that you wanted to see this, and then I bought three exhibits, so the curator gave two places."

Shen Xiaxia was so shocked that she lost her voice for a moment, then she raised her hand and pinched Jiang Ye's waist. The camel coat of the same color as Shen Xiaxia was a bit thick and didn't pinch the flesh.

As if hitting the cotton with a fist, Shen Xiaxia became even more angry.

"There are no tickets for this exhibition. The exhibits are also commercial artworks, which are sold to laymen. I just came to see the application of this style in modern art."

Jiang Ye was amused by Shen Xiaxia's reaction, pulled Shen Xiaxia's hand into his coat, and stuck it to his waist through a thin layer of shirt.

"Pinch it, let it out. Besides, I'm a layman."

Shen Xiaxia felt the tight skin was hot even through the shirt, and her aura was instantly weakened by half. She gently twisted Jiang Ye's waist with her fingertips, and withdrew her hand before experiencing the detailed tactile sensation.

"Take me to see the works of art bought by wild artist Jiang Ye."

In particular, the three words "generous" are emphasized.

Seeing that Shen Xiaxia didn't pursue it any further, Jiang Ye happily dragged Shen Xiaxia to the open exhibition hall, passing one of the colorful glass teapots with high forearms and thick palms, Jiang Ye explained to Shen Xiaxia like a treasure.

"Look at this, I bought it."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Shen Xiaxia, waiting expectantly for Shen Xiaxia to praise herself.

Shen Xiaxia took a closer look at this European-style long-necked colored glass jug, and compared it with the exhibit brochure in his hand. After reading the detailed information, he sighed deeply and said firmly.

"This is the work of our deputy dean. There are many other pieces of glass in the shape and color arrangement of the college warehouse. Tell me, how much is it?"

Jiang Ye took out his mobile phone to look at the chat records with the financial assistant.

"More than 9000 and less than [-], not as expensive as your clothes."

Shen Xiaxia was speechless again.

While the two were talking, they saw the curator walking towards them with a radiant middle-aged man in the distance.Shen Xiaxia quickly lowered her head when she saw the middle-aged man.

Just now I was talking about the vice president, why did someone come here? The point is that this vice president is notoriously strict, and he is also the tutor of Shen Xiaxia's Baroque style research.

In other words, whether Shen Xiaxia can pass her graduation thesis in the future depends entirely on the professor.

Facts are often unsatisfactory, and the vice president and curator stopped in front of them.

The curator spoke to Jiang Ye.

"Mr. Jiang, I found out that you are so famous after I went back to check the information. Just now, the ticket gate at the entrance told me that a distinguished guest is coming, so I hurriedly brought Professor Zhai over."

Shen Xiaxia let go of the hand he was holding with Jiang Ye, and stood obediently on the side with his head lowered. Jiang Ye, who was let go of his hand, was a little upset, so he took off his mask out of politeness before asking the curator.

"Thank you for coming out to receive me. This is Professor Zhai. Hello."

Professor Zhai held Jiang Ye's hand as if he saw a bosom friend, and was about to talk about creative inspiration with Jiang Ye when he was stopped by the curator.

"Mr. Zhai, wait a moment, don't scare Mr. Jiang, why don't you just sell a teapot?"

Professor Zhai turned his head to the curator's theory.

"You know a fart, go and study your flowers, birds, fish and insects. Didn't you bet that my art won't sell? Hurry up and pack the purple sand pot in your office. I'll take it back to Nancheng in the afternoon."

The curator is not to be outdone.

"You have to be ashamed, you are talking about a teacup, when did it become a set of purple sand pots, you are dreaming."

"You shameless, shameless!"

"I want a pot, shameless! What do you know about purple sand, you who study Western art history, it's a waste of money for you!"

"It's my business to keep the fish!"

The two half-centenarians just quarreled and blushed until the staff came to remind them to keep their voices down.

Jiang Ye understood that this was two old children arguing about who had the best artistic taste. He didn't want to waste any more time, but in a blink of an eye he found that his own Xia Xia was already standing not far away to look at other exhibits.

So I bid farewell to the two old artists.

"Teachers, I'm going to accompany my girlfriend first, so excuse me."

The curator and Professor Zhai couldn't force them to stay, so they planned to leave first after a few polite words, and invite Mr. Jiang to dinner later.

The moment Professor Zhai turned around, he saw the girl who just turned her head not far away, and felt extremely familiar just now, so he blurted out.

"Shen Xiaxia?"

Shen Xiaxia here answered reflexively.

"To!"

The atmosphere was a little awkward, so Shen Xiaxia had no choice but to go back to where she was just now.

"Professor Zhai, why are you here?"

Professor Zhai knew that this usually well-behaved student was deliberately avoiding him just now, so he snorted angrily, and was about to continue speaking when Jiang Ye spoke first.

"Professor Zhai knows my girlfriend?"

Shen Xiaxia pinched Jiang Ye's waist in a familiar way, but he missed it without accident, so he started the introduction work under the watchful eyes of Professor Zhai.

"Brother Jiang, this is my mentor, Professor Zhai."

Then he introduced it to Professor Zhai.

"Professor, this is my boyfriend."

Professor Zhai's face is not very good-looking, Shen Xiaxia is his favorite student, why did he find an actor to be her boyfriend, female college students are sometimes easily confused by some superficial things.

Professor Zhai looked at Jiang Ye unabashedly, and then asked Shen Xiaxia.

"How do you know each other? If you are in a relationship, you should tell your family members for reference."

Shen Xiaxia knew that Professor Zhai cared about herself and would not be ignorant, so she replied.

"We have known each other since childhood, and the relationship between the elders in the family is also very good, the professor can rest assured."

Professor Zhai looked at Jiang Ye again, as if he still had doubts.Jiang Ye also spoke out at the right time.

"Xia Xia's grandfather and my grandfather are old comrades in arms, and my father and Xia Xia's father are also very familiar."

After some cross-examination, Professor Zhai let the two young people go, and turned to find the curator who had gone back to the office to hide the purple clay pot.

After Professor Zhai left, Shen Xiaxia and Jiang Ye made three chapters.

"You must ask my opinion before buying art or collectibles in the future."

Jiang Ye replied.

"Then if I think you'll like it very much, I want to surprise you."

Shen Xiaxia answered decisively.

"Don't you think, let me think."

Jiang Ye agreed with his lips, but what he thought in his heart was that his wife is so kind, she saved me money, and she is so cute when she is angry, and she wants to pinch her face.

The two strolled around, drank coffee and had lunch. Although they were reluctant, it was time for Shen Xiaxia to go to the airport.

Jiang Ye was still very reluctant, Xiao Liu had already packed Shen Xiaxia's luggage, and drove the two of them to the airport.

Looking at the scene flying by outside the window, Shen Xiaxia said something.

"Actually, let Xiao Liu see me off for you. There are too many people at the airport."

Jiang Ye didn't like what Shen Xiaxia said very much, so he replied.

"Then let Xiao Liu think about you for me, okay?"

Xiao Liu in the front row was driving the car quietly, praying in her heart that the boss's wife would say more nice words, and don't let the boss mention herself again.

Shen Xiaxia heard Jiang Ye's displeasure, and took the initiative to shake Jiang Ye's arm, coquettishly trying to curry favor.

"That can't be done. I only need brother Jiang to think, and I don't need others."

　Xiao Liu: I should be under the car, not in the car.

　　Author: Because you want to drive, do you want the boss to drive the car for so long?
　　Xiao Liu: I am not I have not

　　
　
(End of this chapter)