Chaoguang

Chapter 98 Painting Exhibition
Genichiro Sanada's words of a lesson instantly stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, and his face turned even darker.

Yukimura Seiichi's smile froze slightly, he didn't expect Ling to say that without explaining anything.

Liu Lian'er swiped hard on the notebook, and a note was destroyed.

Genichiro Sanada was annoyed, "You're still justified."

Sanada Ling was a little puzzled, "I just skipped a class, are you accusing me of being a teacher?"

"Sanada Ling!" What does it mean to skip class!
Yukimura Seichi frowned, "Ling, it's fine, why did you skip class and didn't answer the phone, we are all worried about you, where did you go today?"

Sanada Ling knew in her heart that they had good intentions, and they questioned her out of worry.

Sanada Ling also knew that it was wrong for her to skip class suddenly and not answer the phone.

If she was really a child, she might be bluffed by the three people in front of her.

But the key problem is that she is not, and in addition to her fight with the murderer in Osaka today, and hearing those ridiculous reasons, she is actually quite annoyed at the moment, and she just wants to go home and have a good sleep.

Now being questioned by them suddenly on the way, she felt a little impatient, just a little bit.

Sanada Ling lowered her head and thought for a while, "I went out for a while, and didn't leave the campus."

Hattori Heiji should be able to deal with the aftermath, if he shows his feet, he will die!
"Why are you skipping class?"

Sanadaling's eyeballs moved slightly, why?bored?
"Is anyone bullying you at school?"

Sanada Ling: "That's not true. I just thought it was weird and boring. I wanted to go out to get some air, but accidentally slipped past."

Genichiro Sanada's face was still not very good-looking, "You..."

Sanada Ling interrupted him, "It won't happen in the future, I will listen carefully in the classroom, and I will answer the phone."

But when it comes to this, she has a question, "Hey, have you never skipped class since you were young?"

"Never, even if we miss class because of club competitions, we will ask for leave."

"Wow," Sanada Ling admired, "It's amazing."

The three of them who didn't feel any pride, why were they praised for not skipping class.

"What Ling means is that you also skipped classes in your previous school, right?"

In the past, to be honest, she can't remember clearly, but judging from her situation, it must be, "Escape."

Sanada, Yukimura, Yanagi: "..."

Why can you say shocking things with a serious face.

Genichiro Sanada tapped her on the head once, "This is the only time, not the next time."

God knows how much perseverance Sanada Ling used to not dodge or fight back the moment his hand stretched out.

Honestly bowed his head to admit his mistake, with a sincere attitude and sincere eyes, "I know, I won't do it again."

As for the credibility of this sentence, she herself did not quite believe it.Sanadaling felt her own heartbeat, it was fine and remained steady.

"Let's go, let's go home."

"Ok."

When Sanada Ling received the call from Tokyo, she was really stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect this person to call her.

Looking at the unfamiliar number, she thought it was a sales call.

However, "Senior Atobe, is there something you want to call me for?"

Keigo Atobe was a little frustrated, and finally called someone. Not only did he not know who he was, but he had to report himself, and now he asked him what he was doing. This guy really forgot everything about the cruise ship.

"I want to ask you, when do you plan to return the clothes you took away?"

Sanada Ling vaguely heard the sound of teeth grinding, and heard this question again, she couldn't remember what it was for a while?

"Clothes? What clothes?"

Okay, Keigo Atobe is sure now, she forgot all about that night, and couldn't help reminding, "Mrs. Suzuki, Dark Star, cruise ship banquet."

Hearing that the dark star Sanada Ling thought of it, wasn't that a banquet attended by Kaitou Kidd?

In retrospect, she seemed, probably, to have taken someone else's coat, and then forgot about it.

"Sorry, Atobe-senpai, I accidentally forgot, I didn't mean not to return it to you."

"Well, do you have time now? I'll take the clothes and return them to you."

Atobe Keigo finally felt a little better, and nodded reservedly, thinking that she couldn't see that she was on the phone, "If you have time, come here."

Hanging up the phone, Atobe Keigo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally called the person out.

Otherwise, it's really not enough to simply ask people to return the clothes, and he doesn't lack that one, but he is just looking for an excuse.

Sanada Ling put down her phone and rummaged in the cabinet. After that, the maid should have given her the clothes, but she seemed to have thrown them aside casually. Where did she put them?Don't let anyone lose it.

After rummaging for a long time, I found a kraft paper bag in the cabinet. When I opened it, it turned out to be a men's coat, yes, it was it.

He changed his home clothes, took his mobile phone, and went downstairs with his bag.

Mrs. Sanada looked downstairs at her niece who had changed her clothes and was about to go out, "Ling? Are you going out again?"

Sanadaling stopped in her tracks, "Well, I suddenly remembered that I still took Atobe-senpai's clothes and didn't return them. I just happened to be fine today. Just go there and the driver will take me directly to Tokyo."

Mrs. Sanada thought for a while, as if there was such a thing, "Then you go, remember to come back early."

"Yes, Aunt."

The black private car drove all the way from Kanagawa to Tokyo, Sanada Ling closed his eyes in the back seat and leaned halfway.

She is a little motion sick. When driving long distances, she always passes with her eyes closed, which is more comfortable.

As for whether he can sleep soundly, that's another question.

The meeting place was near the Ginza Building, and when Sanada Ling got out of the car with a yawn, she saw that someone was already waiting.

He trotted over quickly, "Sorry, did I come too late?"

Atobe Keigo shook his head, "No, just right, I just rushed over."

Sanada Ling looked up and saw that the young boy was standing beside the car with a long body, still wearing a well-tailored long black coat, but he was wearing the school uniform of Hyodi underneath.

Atobe Keigo noticed her gaze and explained, "The student union suddenly has something urgent, and I didn't have time to change clothes."

When I suddenly received the call, I was a little irritable, for fear of delaying the time, but fortunately the time card was just right.

Sanada Ling nodded to express her understanding. Naturally, she has to be busy learning from capable cadres.

He raised his hand and passed the cowhide bag over, "I'm sorry, I accidentally forgot, don't worry, the clothes have been washed."

Keigo Atobe took it, "It's okay." He handed the bag to the driver.

Sanada Ling saw that there was nothing wrong, "Atobe-senpai, if it's okay, I'll go first."

Atobe Keigo suddenly interrupted what she was going to say, "Is Sanada-san going back now?"

"no."

Come all the way, why go back so soon, she is going to go for a stroll later.

"Then, is there any plan for the future?"

"No."

Indeed not, she wanted to take a stroll, she could just find a place to wander around, there was no specific direction.

Keigo Atobe nodded, reached into his pocket and took out two invitation letters, "Mr. Sanbuki is showing his paintings here today. I don't know if Sanada-san is interested in enjoying them together."

Sanada Ling looked at the invitation letter in his hand and paused for a moment, she was thinking, what gave him the illusion that she had the artistic ability to appreciate famous paintings of famous people.

Atobe Keigo was naturally aware of this slight hesitation, and slightly clenched his fingers holding the invitation letter, "Don't you like oil paintings?"

Sanada Ling glanced at him, "It's okay."

There is nothing to like or dislike, look at the good-looking things more, and don't look at the bad-looking ones.

After taking the invitation letter in his hand, everyone is here, and they kindly invite you, so it's okay to go and have a look, since she's fine anyway, "Is it near here?"

Sanadaling turned her head to look around, but didn't see any banners.

Atobe Keigo pointed in one direction, "It's over there, it's very close to here, come with me."

Sanada Ling nodded, "Okay."

After walking into Sanada Ling, she realized that the scene she was thinking of was too vulgar. In her impression, this kind of art exhibition would usually raise a red banner saying welcome to ***'s art exhibition, with a red carpet under her feet , there are flower baskets on the left and right sides, and the blessings of the industry and business people are written.

Looking in front of you again, the heavy and thick black wooden carved door is unfolded, and the plaque on the forehead is a gold letter on a black background, which is somewhat cursive, and the handwriting is scribbled with a touch of wildness.

There is only one doorman in a brown kimono at the door, receiving invitations to welcome guests.

There are no loudspeakers to greet, and no traffic singers singing to attract guests, but it is still full of people and there is an endless stream.

Sanadaling doesn't know calligraphy and painting, so she doesn't know the status of Mr. Sanbongyuki in the Japanese painting and calligraphy circle. If she knows, she will feel that all this is natural. All the tourists come for Mr. Sanbongyuki's name. .

Sanada Ling sighed softly in her heart, the pattern was small.

Atobe Keigo turned his head, "What's the matter? Do you want to go in now?"

"It's okay, it's just different from what I thought, let's go in and have a look."

Keigo Atobe handed the invitation letter to the doorman, and the doorman saw the surname on it, and his originally gentle expression became respectful.

"Welcome, Master Atobe. If there is someone you like, just let me know." Bending down and extending his arms, he invited people in.

Atobe Keigo was not surprised by his performance at all, nodded slightly, and went in with Sanada Ling.

Most of the visitors to the painting exhibition of Sanfeng Xingshu book their tickets online, and a very small number of guests, or chaebols, will directly receive invitation letters and have greater authority to go to the exhibition hall on the third floor that is not open to the public.

Sanada Ling asked in a low voice, "Can these paintings be bought back?"

Atobe Keigo also answered her in a low voice, "Yes, if you like something, tell me, and I'll ask someone to stay for you."

Sanada Ling nodded, and didn't say anything else, this, the painting, just look at it, so you don't need to buy it back.

(End of this chapter)