Boss, his language is not good

Chapter 53 The Madman
Nancheng didn't notice what he said, and all her mind was on the boy who ran over with a big stride and still had an anxious expression on his face.

She unconsciously took a few steps towards the side Shen Bei was looking at, and then realized that there were other people beside her, so she stopped slowly.

Shen Beiwang was still panting when he ran in front of Nancheng. There was still a fine layer of sweat oozing from his forehead in the winter. His whole body gave off a steaming feeling, like a walking stove.

"Didn't you say it was in the waiting room? Why did you come here suddenly? What if you lose it?"

"Is it cold?"

He took Nancheng's hand, touched her palm, and found that Nancheng's hand was warm, so he was relieved and did not let go. He just held it like this, and then looked at the existence that could not be ignored.

Gu Tingzhi's expression has been indifferent ever since Shen Beiwang appeared. He watched the interaction between the two young couples indifferently, without teasing or avoiding them. He seemed indifferent, but only Shen Beiwang knew that that person The eyes that fell on him just now were cold and scrutinized, and it wasn't until the moment he looked back that he closed his eyes calmly.

Nancheng was also a little embarrassed. After all, the person behind him was a real teacher despite being young. This was the second time in Nancheng's life that he got close to someone he liked under the teacher's nose.

The first time was in the language office.

Oh, still puppy love.

For no reason, she felt a little guilty, which was a bit like the feeling she felt when her uncle caught her dating for the first time.She glanced back, and gave a small, shy, obedient and flattering smile to Gu Tingzhi who happened to be looking over.

Gu Tingyi was stunned, and relaxed for a moment at Nancheng's beautiful and familiar face, and then he turned his eyes to Shen Beiwang who was looking at him with vigilance and inquiry.

As if he met them for the first time in the maple forest, he just glanced indifferently, then nodded, and the moment he turned around, he paused, holding the hand that he had been holding in his hand and covering it with his coat. The box of chocolates was handed to Nancheng, and Qingqian said to Nancheng who didn't know the situation, "Come on for the college entrance examination." The tone was flat and did not seem to be encouraging.

"It's a thank you."

Little girls should like to eat chocolate, right?
Shen Bei looked at the man's back thoughtfully, and didn't look back until the man's back disappeared around the corner.

"What are you looking at?" Nancheng grabbed Shen Beiwang's arm and followed his gaze to the distance, but saw nothing except a few bare sycamore trees.

She shook Shen Beiwang's arm and looked at him.

Nancheng's eyes are very beautiful, with long and curled eyelashes, black and bright pupils, the shape of the eyes is between almond eyes and phoenix eyes, a little less cute and round, and a little more soft and charming.

Shen Beiwang observed Nancheng's eyes carefully, and finally understood where his sense of familiarity with Gu Tingzhi came from since the first meeting.

Nan Cheng and Gu Tingzhi, their eyebrows and eye contours are three points similar.

Under normal circumstances, two people who have nothing to do with each other rarely notice their similarities.

Shen Beiwang suddenly thought of Nancheng's mother, Gu Zheng. If Gu Tingzhi's eyebrows and eyes were only three points similar to Nan Cheng's, then they were seven points similar to Gu Zheng's.

Both of them have the same surname Gu...

Shen Beiwang silently pushed back the guess in his heart.

……

After leaving school, Gu Tingzhi did not return directly to his bachelor apartment as usual, but drove to an unremarkable private studio in the outer suburbs of N City.

The studio is very large and messy, with drawing boards, brushes and paints of various colors randomly piled up everywhere, and a few unfinished paintings scattered in the corner, just thrown on the ground so casually, presumably abandoned.

He walked in familiarly, seeing the chaos as nothing, and his steps were steady without the slightest stagnation, but he just avoided those things scattered on the ground.Walking all the way to the corner of the studio, a narrow and steep wooden ladder appeared.He stepped on it without hesitation, his footsteps were dull and loud.

The upstairs is not as bright as the downstairs, but it is much cleaner and tidy than the downstairs.Rows of drawing boards are placed in an orderly manner, with the boards facing in one direction. The walls are covered with framed paintings. Judging from the style, they are made by one person.And the people who made these paintings were sitting cross-legged on the ground at the moment, facing the paintings in front of them in a semi-crazed state.

Gu Tingzhi didn't make a sound, just sat down where he usually sat, and waited quietly.Not long after, the old man who felt that there was one more person in the space gradually broke free from the state of madness. He propped himself on the ground with one hand and stood up slowly. It may be because he had been sitting for a long time. When he stood up, his body couldn't stop Shaking.

Gu Tingzhi watched quietly, even at the moment when the old man swayed and almost fell, his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.If it is said that he usually only shows indifference inadvertently, then at this moment, for this old man, his biological "father", his indifference is truly revealed.

Gu Rong walked over slowly, sizing up the young man in front of him, with a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.This is his son, but it is his most perfect "work".His own artistic attainments have stagnated, but his most perfect "work" has inherited all his talents, even surpassing blue ones and occupying a place in the international art world. How can this not satisfy him?
What he longed for, dreamed of, and beyond his reach, this "work" helped him achieve it all.

There was no extra emotion between the two parties. After the routine conversation was over, Gu Tingzhi stood up and walked back the way he came. When he was about to go downstairs, he turned his head and looked at the one who had returned to the painting with an obsessed look on his face. For the old man, a pair of ironic pity finally flashed in those eyes that had been calm all the time.

He is his most perfect "work", the product of a deal and ambition, and the most fundamental evidence of this man's madness.As early as 30 years ago, this man was crazy!
No one expected that the so-called rising star in the industry, a talented painter, and a representative figure of the new generation of Imagism, suddenly lost all his aura when the glory and applause and lights gathered, as if overnight, his paintings No matter how difficult it is to arouse the emotional resonance of others, it will lose the soul that the work should have.

He didn't dare to publish paintings of this level at all. There were no new works for a long time, and some rumors gradually appeared in the outside world that he had already exhausted his talents. The previous pursuits turned into ridicule, like a slap in the face. Same, burning pain.

So under the doubts and pressure from the industry, he went crazy.

He desperately sought for inspiration, and tried hard to make a stunning work to prove that he was not the out-of-the-box talent that the outside world said he was. Different psychological feelings, while the body is extremely pleasant to be stimulated, it also allows him to capture a subtle inspiration.

He carried his wife behind his back, and never returned on such a road of obtaining inspiration, until he was finally discovered, and then his wife separated.

All that Gu Tingzhi knew about the Nancheng family came from the piles of photos that Gu Rong collected.

Gu Rong has never been short of women by his side. On the one hand, he regards these women as his source of inspiration and conducts material and physical transactions; His ex-wife is the only true love in his life, and since the divorce he has collected a large number of photos of his ex-wife and daughter every year, which is the proof of his self-confessed love.

It wasn't until later that Gu Rong got older and his mental state became worse and worse. When Gu Tingzhi discovered that he had no less paranoia towards Nancheng's family than painting, in order to protect Nancheng's mother and daughter from Gu Rong's harassment, he began to consciously intercept Gu Rong. The source of Rong's collection of photos every year made him think that the Lu family's overprotection of Nancheng's mother and daughter led to a sharp drop in the number of photos.

Just like his ex-wife, the woman who was betrayed by her marriage and immediately divorced, from the day she officially became Mrs. Han, Gu Rong never got a secret photo of her again.

And those photos that he intercepted all entered his file bag. Year after year, he just watched the little girl grow up from a small fan.

(End of this chapter)