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Gu Chaosheng started to do a painting exhibition by hand.

[@ ride tide: on January 20, the new gallery, No. 】When Gu chaoluo arrived at this microblog, he just went home from the hospital after visiting the teacher. He buried his whole face in the scarf in the last row of the bus, and a group of high school students in front row were standing in their uniforms chattering about the sky.

Just as Gu chaoluo was preparing to forward the editorial comments, a girl suddenly cried out, "Hey! Brother Cheng Chao tweeted! "

"What? WOW! Exhibition! 20! That's not the day after tomorrow? "

Gu chaoluo, who was lazy in the corner, heard about Shen Chaosheng, and immediately raised his ears to listen, and looked at a group of students standing next to the door.

"Ah, we won't finish the last section on the 20th, or I will definitely go to the tourist city to see the tide!"

A group of people sighed sad for a while, a boy brush brush and jumped up.

"See? "Meteorite" is going to be a real book, "said the blog post by the literary and art press in Lvcheng

"What, what!"

Gu chaoluo listened for a while and buried his face back in the scarf and put on a headset.

Look, Shen Chaosheng is so famous. His works are suitable for both men and women. There are loyal readers in every age.

Gu Chao lowered his head and continued to edit the comments, thinking about half a day or cancel the check of forwarding at the same time.

After all, it has been three days since he left the city. Shen Chaosheng never returned a message to him.

"Congratulations to Mr. Cheng Chao! Can I sneak for a ticket? "

Before the comments were sent out, Gu chaoluo deleted the last half sentence.

Click send.

"Ding Dong --"

the first few people started to shout again, "Wow! The moon commented on brother Cheng Chao! "

Gu chaoluo looks at the rising Aite and comments in his mobile phone, waiting for half a day and not waiting for Shen Chaosheng's reply.

"Whoops."

The breath he exhaled spread to the window and left a mist of water, which gradually dissipated over time. Gu chaoluo also put on another headset to plug his cell phone into his pocket.

Oh, Shen Chaosheng really ignored him.

What do you do?

The boys and girls' chat and conversation were also isolated from the music, looking down at the familiar scenery outside the window, and sighed gently.

……

The entrance to the new life Gallery, No. 9 East Street, Lvcheng.

Nanjiu stood at the front door and asked everyone to carry the sealed paintings in the museum. "Be careful. It's hard."

Shen Chaosheng came from home when Nanjiu and other staff have unpacked.

"Chao Sheng Ge!" Nanjiu saw him coming and stood up and said hello to him. "You come right now. We just need to put the paintings on the wall! You are going to be called to supervise the workers! "

Shen began to drag his coat and coat, and smiled and pulled up his sleeve and spread the painting to the wall with everyone.

"Are you going to open the gallery one day after tomorrow or do you want to continue to open?"

"I don't know." Shen Chaosheng let others set the painting into the wall, and he stepped back and stood with Nanjiu to watch, "first show one day, and fill the whole gallery."

A picture is perfectly set into the wall, and Shen Chaosheng and Nanjiu continue to make the next one.

In the chat, Nanjiu inadvertently mentioned Gu chaoluo.

"By the way, what about the lovely boy who was with you last time?"