I'm sorry, I want to be a new person

Chapter 63 Painting Exhibition
On the afternoon of the last day of the "Yuanqing Festival" holiday, Ye Da ordered Xiao Qing and Xiao Liu not to let go of their arms, and then packed up and went out.

He wasn't wearing blue clothes, and he wasn't going to follow Xin Yi's train of thought.

However, considering that high-end places such as art exhibitions cannot be worn by too many students, I wore a white shirt + jeans.

The temperament came up immediately, quite a feeling of literary youth.

With a face that is only handsome but not aggressive, walking in happiness, even an old lady in her [-]s has to take a second look.

I was born to you but I was not born, I am already old when you were born
A taxi was stopped at the entrance of the community, and Ye Da headed towards the art exhibition.

The taxi driver glanced at the rearview mirror and tentatively asked, "A star?"

Ye Da shook his head: "No."

The driver said with emotion: "I thought you were a big star. You have such a strong temperament, young man. Didn't you think of becoming an actor or an idol?"

This is the case with taxi drivers, if they catch up with even a word, they will not stop talking along the way.

Ye Da felt a little regretful.

"have not thought."

Sure enough, the taxi driver didn't hear Ye Da's attitude that he didn't want to talk, or he pretended not to.

"My daughter is about the same age as you, chasing stars all day long, ranking for her 'brother' and so on. She doesn't care about her studies. The most outrageous thing is to go to the airport to pick up the plane after one o'clock in the middle of the night. I still have money to queue at the airport every day. What is she trying to do? Can the 'brother' in her mouth even look at her?"

"My daughter's living expenses are only 1500 yuan a month, but she has to give gifts and buy relief supplies to her 'brother' who earns hundreds of thousands a day. She gets anxious when I talk about it. It's outrageous."

The driver chattered endlessly, and didn't seem to expect Ye Da to respond, and complained on his own.

Ye Da thought to himself that you are already a beginner, and the fans' madness doesn't stop there.

"I can only say that fate is good. People like us who have been driving taxis all our lives really don't understand."

There is also some envy in the words.

Earning hundreds of thousands a day is really amazing, who wouldn't be envious?

But it's another matter if the money was taken out of his own daughter's mouth.

Ye Da thought for a while and said a word.

"I will grow up, there is no idol who will last forever in the world."

The driver said: "But she has only been studying for a few years and has not learned anything. What will she do in society? Can her 'brother' still pay her a salary?"

Then there was another long section of complaining.

Ye Da regretted not taking the second sentence again.

It's embarrassing if you don't answer, and you feel irritable when you answer.

Maybe every passenger is in a constant cycle of irritable nagging and awkward silence.

Half an hour later, the taxi finally arrived at the destination, and Ye Da quickly slipped out of the car. The taxi driver was refreshed, and finally had someone to talk to after a boring day's driving.

Ye Da paid on the phone.

Look at the amount!
Damn, let me take a detour!
I'm careless, so the chat also has the function of attracting attention!
The backhand was a report. Ye Da tidied up his clothes and walked towards the art park.

The last time I came here was at night, and I didn’t see it clearly. At dusk today, the place has added a bit of artistic sense. The statues and gardening that can be seen everywhere show that a lot of thought has been spent.

And money.

Ye Da relied on the No. 11 bus to find Hall 3 in the park, which is not a small area.

After a while, a luxury car drove by.

After a while, a sports car drove by.

I feel that the people who come today are quite valuable.

Ye Da became more and more curious about the reason why Xin Yi invited him.

Walking to Building No. [-], which was the place where Wang Guofang and I had been before, there was no flower basket or red carpet at the door, only a male welcome man in a suit standing straight.

"Is this Mr. Ye?" Ye Da was stunned and nodded subconsciously. How could this man recognize him?
"We keep every guest's information in mind, did you bring the paper invitation?"

This is called professional!

Ye Da shook his head, and was about to take out his mobile phone to show the electronic invitation when a figure behind him shouted.

"Xiaoye, what a coincidence?"

Looking back, Wang Guofang, who was wearing normal clothes and looked like an ordinary middle-aged social animal, was walking towards this side with his wife and daughter.

No one can see that this is a powerful policeman who can shoot headshots through walls with a small pistol.

Compared with Wang Guofang's casual attire, his wife looks well-dressed. The dark dress looks like a small dress. It is a little fatter, but it adds a bit of mature charm. She has a good temperament, and her hair is long and wavy. The appearance is conspicuous, and the daughter has an oval face like her mother, looking smart and cute.

Fortunately, he didn't inherit his father's Chinese character face.

Wang Guofang's wife looked at Ye Da quite unexpectedly and smiled.

I don't know what was unexpected.

The guest came forward and said, "Hello, may I ask your name?"

Ye Da: "."

Wang Guofang didn't think there was anything unusual, so he smiled and gave out the invitation card in his hand, and returned one to Ye Da.

"Mr. Wang, thank you for your kindness. I will bring four of you in."

Walking inward with Yingbin, Wang Guofang chatted with Ye Da.

"I thought you wouldn't come. It's good to experience the influence of art. Ms. Xin's invitation to the art exhibition is still very rare."

Ye Da thought to himself that if you hadn't given Xin Yi my contact information, I really wouldn't have planned to come.

Wang Guofang whispered, "Nothing happened recently? Is there anything unusual around you?"

Ye Da knew that the other party was talking about the aftermath of the viaduct incident, so he shook his head and said: "No at the moment. The Yunzhou Lake incident has nothing to do with that incident."

Wang Guofang nodded and said, "That's good, call anytime if there is any situation."

When it comes to his own business, Wang Guofang is still very perceptive.

"Uncle is so handsome!"

Ye Da patted the little girl's head and said, "Brother."

Wang Guofang's wife interrupted: "How can you call me brother, then you are going to call me auntie?"

Ye Da:.
After entering Hall No. [-], a huge painting appeared in front of you.

A landscape oil painting.

Oil painting itself is generally not suitable for landscapes, which is the area where Chinese painting is good at, but Ye Da actually saw some freehand brushwork in Chinese painting in this painting. The overall color is not as bright and colorful as ordinary oil paintings, but Yuanshan Edai, The wind and the sunset are quite artistic.

In the corner of the painting, there is a wooden hut, which is the only trace of human activities in it. The surrounding area is full of small white dots, like blooming small white flowers, which makes people look like a secluded mountain forest. feel.

It’s just that the windows of the cabin are red for some reason, as if revealing scarlet lights, adding a touch of inexplicable artistic conception to the whole painting.

Unconsciously in your mind, you will start to imagine the scenes depicted in the paintings and the stories behind them.

Ye Da stopped to watch for a long time. I have to say that Xin Yi's paintings have a strong sense of artistic conception. Each painting is like a story that makes people imagine infinitely. I don't know if it has something to do with her spiritual enlightenment ability.

Just as he was about to take a closer look at the red windows on the wooden house, a voice sounded behind Ye Da.

"You really aren't wearing blue."

"what?"

Ye Da turned around in a daze, and saw Xin Yi who was also wearing a white shirt and jeans.

A face that is enviable by women is without makeup, with a smile on the corner of the mouth.

"But I still guessed right!"

(End of this chapter)