sinovels Chapter 35
Chapter 35
The Hisoka Art Competition is not recognized as the most authoritative competition, but the investors are rich and powerful. In recent years, many excellent works have been attracted by high bonuses.So many players are willing to give it a try. They may not be able to plate gold, but they can actually get real gold.
It was on the shortlist sent to Meng Jiao by Norman, and Meng Jiao was invited to be a judge.
And give too much.
Amidst the chaotic breathing, the call was hastily hung up by the other party.
Meng Zhenhua silently gave a thumbs up: "Bull."
Meng Jiao's mood has become much calmer recently, and he almost forgot that this is a talent who almost opened someone's head with a thermos as soon as he woke up.
"However, if he cries with Meng Yunjie, you may be in trouble." The old man reminded him earnestly, with the message "Come and beg me, I will barely consider helping you" written all over his face.
"It's okay." Meng Jiao took a sip of the astringent tea, "He won't talk, he probably won't participate."
Meng Chu was suspicious. On the one hand, he was worried that Meng Jiao would humiliate him, and on the other hand, he was worried that the scoring in the competition would be unfair. His worry provided him with an excellent excuse for not participating.
Since there is no result, it is better to give up at the beginning.
Meng Zhenhua admitted that Meng Jiao was right: "He was raised by his father..."
He sighed and didn't say anything more, and he didn't have much regret in his heart.Ever since Meng Chu timidly asked Meng Jiao to be a blood bag in the hospital, he simultaneously gave up on this immoral grandson.
Meng Zhenhua had a weak concept of family affection before, because his relatives were not normal, so there was no need to express any feelings to make him angry.
Meng Jiao was still sitting at the tea set discussing work with Norman.
Meng Zhenhua spoke to Jiang Yuenian in a breathless voice: "This is the only relative I have left. You have no problem chasing him. Don't use those unscrupulous methods."
Although he was quite at ease with Jiang Yuenian, who was not a domineering president when he was young, and had witnessed the forced love of other domineering presidents.If anyone dared to do that to Meng Jiao, he would dig up his ancestral grave with all his might.
Jiang Yuenian's chess style is domineering and his sword is slanted, forcing people to death. It doesn't match Qingjuan's appearance. Who knows what kind of person he is inside.
Jiang Yuenian nodded: "Don't worry."
The old man likes to chatter when he is old, and his words are full of threats, which is very similar to Meng Jiao, who is extremely good at yin and yang.
As a result, Jiang Yuenian looked up at him helplessly.
Meng Zhenhua got goosebumps all over his body: "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"
Just like coaxing people.
Jiang Yuenian glanced at Meng Jiao again, and that look gave people goosebumps even more than when he looked at Meng Zhenhua just now.
"Go, go, you guys have stayed enough, hurry up and go." Meng Zhenhua couldn't stand that kind of crookedness.
"We didn't even leave us to eat." Meng Jiao was surprised, "Grandpa, you are too far-fetched."
"It's annoying to see you," Meng Zhenhua said.
"Next time I will draw a portrait of you." Meng Jiao replied.
Meng Zhenhua quickly changed his words: "What do you want to eat? I asked the chef to make it and send it over."
Meng Jiao showed a triumphant smile, her eyes bent into crescent moons, and she was full of vigor.
The corners of Jiang Yuenian's lips also turned up, revealing a small row of neat teeth.
Meng Zhenhua felt that it was good to live like this.
Recently, Meng Jiao felt that he was in a very comfortable mood, especially in the Xi Suo art competition, there was no annoying person, and a few paintings were sold for more than [-] million yuan, and the encouragement and rainbow farts of the older generation to the younger generation were endless. , the player is also very friendly to him, a rookie, and has harvested a lot of contact information.
Meng Jiao announced that the conference was a complete success!
It just so happened that the boss of the gold master sent a full stop in an unpredictable manner, and Meng Jiao replied immediately: [What's the matter?Going to a concert again? ]
Gu Donglin is a master of punctuation marks, and returned a series of ellipses.
Did he say something wrong?Eight out of ten times Gu Donglin approached him because he was going to a concert.One of the few rewards of being a stand-in for Gu Donglin is getting to know many contemporary musicians and famous movements.
[Why am I looking for you every time?Won't you look for me? ] Gu Donglin sent a complaint.
This logic.
Where is there a worker who mainly asks the boss to complete the work, he is not stupid, of course he will not do so.
But qualified workers know how to figure out what the boss means.
[Okay, Mr. Gu, are you free to accept my invitation now? ] Meng Jiao replied.
It's strange, the text is clearly flat, but the person opposite can imagine the cunning youthfulness of the speaker when faced with such a sentence.
Half an hour later, Gu Donglin and Meng Jiao appeared at the agreed place and frowned at each other.
"What are you wearing?" Meng Jiao looked at Gu Donglin's white shirt and black trousers with question marks all over his head.
How can someone change into a brand new white shirt after work and come out to dust off the dust?
Gu Donglin also frowned: "Where did you bring me?"
He thought that Meng Jiao's first date with him would be by the romantic riverside, and more importantly, it would be an amusement park, so he specially changed into newly bought clothes for this reason, and the result——
He looked around in disgust, seeing the overly bright street lights, the smoky barbecue stalls, and the sound of people sitting on small benches drinking and guessing.
"You just invited me here?" Gu Donglin felt that he was a joke, especially the kid at the watermelon stand stared at him with big black and white eyes for a long time and quietly said to his mother, "Mom, this person is so strange."
Gu Donglin was about to lose his temper, but he didn't want to choke with the ignorant child, so he could only turn his face to Meng Jiao.
Seeing Meng Jiao's face, he held back his anger.
Meng Jiao glimpsed Gu Donglin's rich inner activities from his unpredictable facial expressions in just one minute.
Huh, it's quite ritualistic.
But he was not afraid of Gu Donglin, so he found a small bench and sat down: "Didn't I say that I invited you? The place where I invite you is up to me. When you came to me before, you never asked for my advice."
This trick is called backlash.
The pores of Gu Donglin's body were clamoring for discomfort, he was in no mood to pay attention to Meng Jiao's words, and was trying to wipe off the black marks on the table with paper.
Meng Jiao finished ordering the menu and reminded him: "It's been smoked for many years, how can it be wiped off, don't bother, master."
Gu Donglin then gave up, and instead looked at Meng Jiao with condemning eyes, expressing his dissatisfaction and hatred for Meng Jiao's depravity.
"You actually like these?" Gu Donglin sneered.
Meng Jiao asked, "What are these?"
There is a food street nearby. Although this barbecue stall is a fly restaurant, it is cheap, hygienic and delicious. It took him a long time to find it.Now share it with Gu Donglin, how dare he not appreciate it?
Realizing that it was very possible to offend Meng Jiao, Gu Donglin kept quiet, feeling sullen.
Until the owner brought an iron plate in front of them with a smell of smoke and fire, the golden meat skewers were sprinkled with a large handful of chopped green onions, which made people salivate.
Meng Jiao picked up a handful first: "Do you want to eat?"
Gu Donglin felt that his body was automatically secreting needs, he glanced away and said:
"Don't eat."
In idol dramas, isn’t it that the male lead says “don’t eat” and the female lead puts food into the male lead’s mouth persistently and decisively, does the male lead really smell good?
He decided that if Meng Jiao did this, he would try it reluctantly.
Unexpectedly, Meng Jiao didn't have any time to think, so he immediately changed his words: "Okay, then I'll order a crayfish, since you are free anyway, help me peel off the crayfish."
Not playing cards according to the routine, Gu Donglin wanted to slap the table: "Why?"
"Ah? Is there any reason for this? The last time Jiang Yuenian and I came out, he stripped it all for me. I thought everyone took care of their companions like this." Meng Jiao pretended to be innocent, talking nonsense with his eyes open.
Sure enough, the easy-to-handle man was suddenly aroused to compare, and then immediately withered: "That... I have never eaten crayfish, and I don't know how to peel it."
"So let's eat." Meng Jiao was in a good mood and didn't care about Gu Donglin's dog. He really thought he didn't know Gu Donglin's little girl in his heart, and he was just too lazy to expose it.
After eating a few skewers, he couldn't close his mouth, and said in a dark tone: "Do you and Jiang Yuenian come here often?"
"I've only been here once." Meng Jiao didn't even lift his eyelids.
Then he also came here once with Meng Jiao, so it is not considered a defeat.
"You can bring me here next time." Gu Donglin suggested enthusiastically.
In that way, if he accumulates twice, he can surpass Jiang Yue Nian!
Although he never paid much attention to Jiang Yuenian, even if he knew that there was a marriage contract between Meng Jiao and Jiang Yuenian, most people in the circle treated it as a joke, and the name of fiancé was just a false name.
But after all, they have lived under the same roof for so many years. Meng Jiao used to mention Jiang Yuenian in a very disgusting tone, but now he is as relaxed as a friend, revealing some intimacy, and Gu Donglin can't help but feel a little sense of crisis in his mind.
"Let's talk about it next time." Meng Jiao didn't immediately agree.
He was in a good mood today, and just happened to meet Gu Donglin who came to look for him.The next time you eat at a roadside stall, it will be the most delicious when you have to run at night with the old man, and enjoy the exciting and sinful feeling of stealing love!
"Okay." Gu Donglin was full of confidence that there would be a next time, so he didn't notice the trap of Meng Jiao's words.
They walked down the river.
"Listen to me next time." Gu Donglin once again emphasized the dissatisfaction with this date.
Meng Jiao may be allergic to romance, and the pursuit of romance depends on him.
Meng Jiao seemed to see through his thoughts, and said mockingly: "You don't think that the arrangement of going to the concert every time after dinner is very romantic, do you? Does the family lack you for a meal? The lack of a life will pressure you to force you Parents who learn piano?"
Gu Donglin: ...
"Then what?" he asked weakly.
"Have you ever sent him flowers?" Meng Jiao asked first.
Gu Donglin thought for a moment, and finally found a relevant fragment from the corners of his memories: "Yes, he won the third place in a piano competition, and I presented flowers to him on stage. There will be a few more times after that, and I will give them away! "
Meng Jiao: ...
Meng Jiao had a headache. This kind of silly dog can still get love because of his own hard power and the pity of the author.
Seeing that Meng Jiao's expression was wrong, Gu Donglin hurried to save him: "I know he likes Lily the most, so I gave it to him after the competition."
"Where's the rose?" Meng Jiao stood still on the steps by the river, and looked at Gu Donglin on the higher steps, the lines of his face with his head lowered were clear and beautiful.
Gu Donglin knew what he meant. Roses symbolize love, and they are more or less suggestive, and Qin Yu's attitude can be tasted from them.
"It's often given with birthday gifts, but he's always a thank you gift, and he doesn't mention roses much." Gu Donglin felt frustrated.
He didn't want to force Qin Yu before, so he didn't ask.
"Don't look at me like that, I have nothing to do, I won't get involved in your affairs." Meng Jiao turned around with a smile, facing the river, and stopped discussing with Gu Donglin.
Gu Donglin walked up the steps and stood beside Meng Jiao.
There are many people on the riverside, the dark tree shadows sway slightly on the water surface, blending with the ripples, and the moonlight in the distance shines on the sparkling river surface.
"A lot of people..." Gu Donglin complained and turned his head to look at Meng Jiao, his voice weakened.
Meng Jiao often has a very outstanding sense of alienation from others, but it firmly attracts the attention of others and makes people want to get closer.
Sometimes he was obviously very irritable, but Meng Jiao said a few irrelevant words to him with a casual smile, and his heart would calm down.
"It's started!" An exclamation pulled Gu Donglin out of his contemplation.
Then there were two "bang bang".
A large piece of bright fireworks bloomed in the night sky, fiery trees and silver flowers.
Meng Jiao turned her head and smiled, bright and clean.
Because of the too noisy environment, his voice was not clear, but Gu Donglin still captured it:
"There will be a fireworks ceremony at twelve o'clock, Master Gu, do you like it?"
That's why Meng Jiao asked him out.
Gu Donglin was speechless, amidst the noisy voices, his eyes were unfocused in the air, he didn't look at the fireworks, he didn't look at the river, and he didn't dare to look at Meng Jiao.
In fact, he can feel it.
Meng Jiao is very kind to those around her.
Of course, there is a premise that that person has not touched his bottom line.
That kind of goodness comes from the upbringing in the bones, and it is a kind of goodness in the universal sense, as long as you stay by Meng Jiao's side or pass by, you can experience it.Different from Meng Jiao's bright appearance, that kind of help is too gentle, but it is easier to touch the heart, as if the tip of the heart was suddenly bumped lightly and softly, itching and numb, but he couldn't help but feel soft.
For example, when Meng Jiao invited him to watch fireworks, it might just be a simple sharing, just a coincidence.
But the person who happened to be unable to control his heart began to sink.
"I like it." Gu Donglin replied in a low voice that no one could hear.
The hot and turbulent heartbeat and enthusiasm in his chest made him suddenly want to hold Meng Jiao in his arms, but he knew that Meng Jiao didn't like other people's touch very much.
After hesitating again and again, he lightly grabbed Meng Jiao's clothes corner, with a very slight force, as light as a feather.
Caught.
"What's wrong?" Meng Jiao still felt it, and turned to ask.
Gu Donglin shook his head: "No, there are too many people, I'm afraid of getting lost."
Meng Jiao seemed to be helplessly laughing, his deserted expression suddenly came alive, and the afterglow of the fireworks reflected in his eyes was still shining brightly.
Gu Donglin didn't look up at the fireworks, but looked down at the hem of his clothes that was pulled up.
He couldn't hear the commotion of people, but could only feel Meng Jiao's presence, and his heart was filled with churning emotions that seemed to be joy.
For a moment, he wanted to ask Meng Jiao:
"Would you like it if I gave you roses?"
The final quarter of the university is always caught off guard and hits every college student's head with a bang.
University A is a school full of humane care. Before Meng Jiao asked for leave to participate in the competition, all of them readily approved the leave, and encouraged Meng Jiao to pursue his dream.
The department gave so much face, Meng Jiao couldn't repay them with the grades of hanging red lights on the door. He turned on the lights and fought day and night, one of the routine operations of college students, previewing a book a day, and stuffed the knowledge into his head incompetently and furiously.
Tu Ge comforted him: "Don't be afraid, everyone is previewing, our starting line is the same, come on, Meng Xiaojiao, I believe in you! If not, you can make up the exam, don't feel ashamed."
Thank you Tu Ge for your consolation, Meng Jiao almost let go of the suffocated breath, and gave himself a long time to fight again to persist until the end of the last door.
"Liberated!" Tu Ge jumped in front of him, dancing with hands and feet.
"Which day are you feeling uncomfortable and still need to be liberated?" Meng Jiao smiled and closed the pen cap.
"You can't say that." Tu Ge retorted, "This is a sense of ritual for a holiday."
He asked again: "What are you going to do on vacation? The people in the live broadcast room are urging you to start a show quickly. I explained for you that you have to participate in the competition and prepare for the exam to appease them."
How old are each of them, and they keep muttering, "If you are rich, you will abandon the fishing live broadcast room. Is it because they think their fishermen are not handsome enough, and they will lose face if they say it?"
The young ladies and aunts who were waiting for the good things to share were much more gentle, saying that they would definitely wait for Meng Jiao to come back, and they also wished Meng Jiao brave pursuit of his dreams.
You and I talked back and forth between the two sides, and Tu Ge's head hurt from watching it.
"Ah? Okay, then I will go online when I have time." Meng Jiao agreed.
"What are you going to do now?" Tu Ge asked.
"Gu Donglin asked me to go eat." Meng Jiao put his schoolbag on his back, "I wanted to go home and change clothes, so I'll forget it and go straight."
"That's it." Tu Ge nodded, "Eat more."
Meng Jiao responded with a smile.
To be honest, he didn't know what kind of crazy Gu Donglin was smoking.
I asked him if I was very busy today, could I change it to another day, and he said no.Ask him if he can eat some simple Chinese food in a restaurant that is not so high-end, but he will not listen.
But after working, it is inevitable to meet a boss who is difficult to serve. After Meng Jiao made a suggestion, the boss will act arbitrarily, and he will forget it.
Gu Donglin had visited the restaurant several times before, and after being guided by the waiter, Meng Jiao sat down on the seat familiarly.
It looked like a candlelight dinner, and it was more elaborately arranged than before.
One of the few good things the other side has is punctuality, but it was strangely late today.
Meng Jiao turned on the phone and asked him: [Where are you]
The other party did not reply.
Could it be that there was a car accident on the road?
Concerned, he made a phone call, which was not answered.
After several consecutive broadcasts, Meng Jiao stopped.
OKAY.
At that time, if there is a car accident and wakes up and asks why he doesn't care about the boss, he can also rely on this consecutive missed chat records to make a job.
After turning off the phone, Meng Jiao calmly asked the waiter to serve the food first.
The sky and the earth cannot starve themselves.
But the manager who has been paying attention to the situation here hesitates to speak.
"What's wrong? Is there any inconvenience?" Meng Jiao was puzzled.
The manager was in a dilemma. He didn't understand why the protagonist who had arranged something didn't show up and couldn't be contacted, so he was alone uncertain: "Mr. Gu also arranged some other things."
"Can't we eat before these things come out?" Meng Jiao asked, "Then take them out first."
"This..." the manager hesitated.
"Is it for me?"
"Yes."
"It doesn't matter, if he gets angry, I'll help you talk." Meng Jiao reassured him, "Anyway, it's for me to see, as long as the purpose is achieved."
After all, the customer is God, and Meng Jiao is another party involved, the manager hesitated after thinking for a long time.
The lights were half-dimmed, and on the stage near the dining table, a pianist played emotionally.
Meng Jiao supported his forehead.
That's it?
It's a concert that can't be avoided.
But in all fairness, the musicians and the music are very beautiful. After Meng Jiao finished appreciating them quietly, he applauded lightly and restrainedly. After exchanging a few words with the smiling pianist, he asked the manager, "Can I serve the food now?"
The familiar hesitant expression appeared on the manager's face again, not knowing what Gu Donglin was trying to trick.
But Meng Jiao didn't care very much, his face was full of deception, turning into a cat's eyes: "I'm really hungry, I just finished the exam and my brain consumes too much, please."
Mr. Gu specially airlifted a bouquet of red roses from France to temporarily store them there, and told them to take it out after the meal and he would give it to Meng Jiao.
As a result, the person who gave the flowers didn't come, and the person who was given the flowers was in a hurry to eat. No one taught him how to deal with such an accident!
In the end, the manager lost to Meng Jiao's Mao Maoyan attack: "Okay, wait a moment, I'll serve you food right away."
"Thank you, don't worry, I will explain to him, and I will give you a five-star praise after the meal!" Meng Jiao blew a rainbow fart.
It's a pity that it's easy to attract uninvited guests when eating. Sitting in the seat where Gu Donglin should be sitting, with deep peach eyes under the glasses, he asked knowingly:
"Dining alone?"
Meng Jiao followed his words and continued:
"I was released as a pigeon."
Meng Jinyan didn't feel the slightest discomfort of occupying the magpie's nest. He looked at the roses and candles on the table, and his heart flashed with joy and irony towards Gu Donglin.
Looking left and right, indecisive, even harboring delusional thoughts about Meng Jiao.
"Qin Yu is back." He said to Meng Jiao, closely watching Meng Jiao's expression, "Now, Gu Donglin should be at the airport."
"He won't come." He emphasized again reluctantly.
The author says:
感谢在2022-07-0314:41:18~2022-07-0415:10:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Aqingjian 1;
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：335974069瓶；464874392瓶；23丝er、42765692、无花果、待君归1瓶；
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!