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Chapter 38 Extra Story 2: Streamer

The "Annual Exhibition of Eastern and Western Art at the Louvre" is an annual grand event in the art circle. The exhibits are all representative works of top artists from all over the world. Tickets for the exhibition are hard to come by.

This is not the first time for Zhan Yue to come, but because there are no exhibits this year and only a few necessary social gatherings, the schedule is not too busy, so he took advantage of his free time to spend time at the exhibition site to appreciate these fine arts.

He stood at a corner, facing a huge oil painting with strong visual impact, the waves were churning, the rocks were jagged, but a blood-red rose was blooming on the cliff.The exuberant vitality and the boundless dark world tore out a strong tension, which seems to be able to draw people into the world in the painting.

Zhan Yue stopped in amazement for a while, and was stunned when he turned his head to look at the author's name.

"Like it?" A gentle and elegant question came from behind.

When Zhan Yue turned his head, he saw Lu Qingchen.

I haven't seen him for a few years, the man's appearance hasn't changed much, but his demeanor has added a bit of elegance and stability.Lu Qingchen had a gentle smile on his face, filled with the joy of seeing an old friend, he was sincere in his heart, and he was undisguised on the outside, as always, he was not in the world.

"Long time no see." Zhan Yue nodded, emphasizing his tone: "Your new work is great, I like it very much."

Old friends reunited, and there were too many common topics, so we found a nearby coffee shop to sit down and chat.

"I have paid attention to your works over the years, and there are very few people in China who can stand up to you." Zhan Yue said half-jokingly.Lu Qingchen has basically lived in Country M since he got married. In the same year, he and Han Xing terminated their agency contract, and he rarely showed up in China.Zhan Yue still occasionally calls him. After all, in a circle, there are many things related to the international market and creative inspiration to communicate from time to time.Later, he learned that Lu Qingchen opened a gallery in country M. After less than two years of operation, it became the most high-profile private gallery in the area with nearly one million visitors a year.

"Don't make fun of me." Lu Qingchen was a little embarrassed, his eyes flashed with a smile, making people almost fall into his eyes.

Zhan Yue stared blankly for a moment, then remembered the young man he brought back from the Broken Arm Cliff, the angel with broken wings, the way he spread his wings to soar again, it was simply fascinated.

The two talked about Lu Qingchen's private gallery, and the topic started to increase.

The Chinese name of this gallery is Liuguang, and it was originally bought by Shen Junhuai as a gift to him.After Lu Qingchen took over, from the beginning, he mainly exhibited the works of unknown young artists from various countries, and many of them became famous in one fell swoop through the exhibitions here.

"Your trip is over here, you can come to Liuguang to take a look." Lu Qingchen invited, "I haven't received domestic friends for a long time."

"Okay." In fact, Zhan Yue also wanted to go to see Liu Guang's beauty, but he couldn't make the trip. If he could go back with Lu Qingchen this time, it would take five or six hours to fly there, which would be good.

Zhan Yue: "Then it's done, I'll buy a plane ticket now and go with you."

Lu Qingchen agreed, and then sent his ticket information to Zhan Yue, asking him to buy the same flight.

The two got together and bought the air tickets, the sense of alienation when they first met was gone, and the conversation became more and more topical. Zhan Yue talked about a few interesting things in the domestic art circle in the past few years, and Lu Qingchen was very happy. laugh.

Smiling and laughing, Lu Qingchen's phone rang.He picked it up, and the laughter didn't stop.

The person on the phone asked, "Why are you so happy?"

Lu Qingchen: "Hahaha, it's nothing, Zhan Yue said something, it's very funny."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then asked four times: "Zhan Yue? The boss of Hanxing Painting Club? What is he doing here? Are you together now?"

Lu Qingchen: "That's right! He went back with us, and happened to be going to Liu Guang to have a look."

On the phone: "...I'll go find you right away."

Lu Qingchen was puzzled: "You're done talking? Didn't you say you still have lunch with the client?" Then he said considerately: "You can do what you want, I can have lunch with Zhan Yue at noon."

The phone has been disconnected there.

Lu Qingchen looked at the phone suspiciously, and was sure that he had been hung up, so he was a little baffled.

Zhan Yue smiled: "Mr. Shen?"

Lu Qingchen said: "Well, he said he would come over later. Let's have lunch together. I know there is a great restaurant nearby."

Zhan Yue said yes, and then said in a leisurely manner: "I haven't seen Mr. Shen in six or seven years. It seems that this person is still the same as before."

Lu Qingchen wondered: "What does it look like?"

Zhan Yue was serious for a second: "Being jealous."

Lu Qingchen couldn't stop laughing again.

Shen Junhuai came over quickly.

They chatted for less than half an hour, when they saw a man in formal attire hurriedly opened the door of the coffee shop and walked in.

Lu Qingchen waved his hand and called him over.

Shen Junhuai and Zhan Yue shook hands politely, showing no signs of "jealousy".

An old man who is almost 40 years old, he really has a top-notch camouflage skill.

Zhan Yue thought to himself.

Lunch was at the "great" restaurant two streets away, all three of us together.

Lu Qingchen is already 32 years old, but he is more fresh and simple than when Zhan Yue knew him.When encountering good intentions, thank you unabashedly, when encountering malice, leave without hesitation, face friends, give without reservation, face lovers, and rely wholeheartedly.

Simplicity to the extreme is great wisdom.

Zhan Yue thought so in his heart, and said so in his mouth.

Lu Qingchen was a little embarrassed by what he said: "If you praise me as soon as we meet, I will float away."

Shen Junhuai looked at ease: "Mr. Zhan is right." After saying that, he looked at Lu Qingchen with a doting expression on his face.

Lu Qingchen pushed Shen Junhuai, and whispered: "Shut up!"

Seeing their interaction, Zhan Yue laughed dryly and changed the subject: "By the way, why is the gallery called Liu Guang?"

Lu Qingchen explained: "Because I like Jian'an literature, my name and Jun Huai's name happen to be in the same poem, so I took the word Liu Guang from this poem."

Zhan Yue nodded, it was Cao Zhi's "Moon on a Tall Building".

Forget it, don't change the subject.

They flew back to country M at noon the next day.

Ever since meeting Zhan Yue, Shen Junhuai has pushed back all his next work, and has been guarding Lu Qingchen every step of the way.

Coincidentally, Zhan Yue and they booked the same hotel.So, the three of them had lunch together, visited the art exhibition together in the afternoon, had dinner together in the evening, went to a local fireworks show together in the middle of the night, and then went back to the hotel to sleep in their respective rooms.

As soon as the door was closed, Shen Junhuai pushed Lu Qingchen against the door and kissed Lu Qingchen fiercely for a few minutes before getting up.

Lu Qingchen held his swollen lips and protested dissatisfiedly: "You followed the whole process, besides, Zhan Yue and I have nothing to do, why are you like this!"

Shen Junhuai frowned: "He liked you before, but now he doesn't know how to avoid suspicion, and follows us everywhere. Why is he like this!"

Lu Qingchen rolled his eyes, didn't bother to waste his time talking, pushed him away and was about to take a bath.

Shen Junhuai was dissatisfied: "Why don't you let people talk about it? You only informed me after you discussed with others and went back together. I can't be a little emotional?"

Lu Qingchen ignored him.

Shen Junhuai followed him into the bathroom, and continued to murmur: "I am old, so I have to be tolerant and mature, right? You adults are too demanding."

Lu Qingchen threw the coat he took off on him, and began to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Shen Junhuai: "He can go back with us, but he can't stick to you the whole time. When will he return to China? I can help him book a flight ticket in advance."

After Lu Qingchen brushed his teeth, he took off his pants and prepared to turn on the hot water.

Shen Junhuai: "I found out that you have a good temper, now you start to show my face, and you won't be able to go to heaven in a few years?"

Lu Qingchen soaked into the water and sighed comfortably.

Shen Junhuai: "Marriage also needs to be managed. You know that you are cold and violent if you love to make love like this?"

Lu Qingchen started to play with bubbles.

Shen Junhuai: "I haven't been in good health for the past few years. I lost to that country guy in the amateur game. Are you going to make me even worse? Who will take care of you when you get old? Think about it!"

Shen Junhuai went to a local MMA amateur match a while ago, and lost to his opponent by one point. Professor Shen, who never pays attention to winning or losing but only pays attention to venting, didn't take it seriously.But in the next few days, every time Lu Qingchen had something that dissatisfied him, he would bring it up to sell it badly.

When it comes to health issues, Lu Qingchen will get serious.

Sure enough, the bubble-player stopped and looked at Shen Junhuai with compassion: "I was born before I was born, and I am already old when I was born." Then, as if afraid that Shen Junhuai would not understand, he added a sentence: "When you get old When I was young, I don’t have to worry about who will take care of me, but I should worry about who will take care of you first.”

"Oh, by the way, I won't take care of you when you're old, I'll send you to a nursing home."

Shen Junhuai was furious.

Lu Qingchen was rolling with laughter.

Early the next morning, Zhan Yue received a call from Lu Qingchen.

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was hoarse, and he told Zhan Yue sorry that he was not feeling well, so he couldn't accompany him in the morning, and we would leave the hotel for the airport together at noon.

Lu Qingchen put down the phone, kicked Shen Junhuai's calf angrily, and then got up to wash with his backache.

Standing in front of the mirror, Lu Qingchen looked at his mouth swollen into a sausage and hickeys all over his neck, he couldn't get angry, but this time he was angry with himself.Shen Junhuai has been gentle for a long time, and people forget that this person is actually a pervert, full of possessiveness.Yesterday, I was so complacent that I dared to provoke him like that, and even said that I should send him to a nursing home—in fact, it was a nursing home. The result can be imagined.

Shen Junhuai held him down in the bathtub and on the bed for half a night, begging for mercy so much that his voice became hoarse, the man still refused to let him go, and finally cried, made noise, tore and bit, the man saw that he was really Poor, let's stop now.

Shen Junhuai was happy, her anger subsided, and the smile on her face was no longer stingy. After Lu Qingchen finished washing and serving him breakfast, the two of them went to bed again and slept for a whole morning.

Zhan Yue saw Lu Qingchen wearing a mask in the car, he was taken aback, and quickly asked: "Is your health better? Have you caught a cold?"

Lu Qingchen was very embarrassed, and his words were buzzing: "Well, it's okay." He is not good at lying, so he is particularly ashamed.

Shen Junhuai then got into the car and took off Lu Qingchen's mask with his hands: "Don't hold back, take it off quickly."

Lu Qingchen glared at him.

When Zhan Yue saw Lu Qingchen's red and swollen lips, and then looked at the mark on his neck that could not be covered, he immediately understood.So he turned his head in embarrassment, pretending to be blind.

He began to regret traveling with Lu Qingchen, and wondered if he could return home safely.

The old man's old vinegar is really sour.

After boarding the plane, Lu Qingchen fell asleep again.

Shen Junhuai covered him with a blanket, tucked every corner, put the blindfold on him, and stuffed the earphones into his ears.The stewardess came over and asked in a low voice, and Shen Junhuai raised her hand to signal to wait for the person to wake up.Lu Qingchen realized that Shen Junhuai's hand had been taken away in his sleep, so he snorted dissatisfiedly, and groped to find his hand. Shen Junhuai quickly held him, and signaled with his eyes that the stewardess could leave.

Lu Qingchen calmed down after being held by his hand.

Zhan Yue looked at them quietly from the side not far away, and suddenly understood one thing.

——They have long been inseparable, they are each other's flesh and blood, and they are integrated into one.

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Zhan Yue: This is a poem about resenting women, let you spread dog food, hehe~