MTL - After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular-Chapter 54 bold

Huo Yu's movements were a little slow, but he still stood up straight and walked over.

He lowered his head and pulled up the straps on both sides of the apron, and was very careful when tying it, not even touching the clothes of the summer evening.

But Xia Wan's waist was still visibly tucked into the middle, very thin, and the excellent body proportions were also pulled out by two thin straps.

Huo Yu was silent for a moment, controlled the urge to hug him from behind, and slowly took a step back: "Okay."

"I'll go upstairs to change clothes." Huo Yu said, without waiting for his reaction, he lifted his feet and walked out of the kitchen.

"Oh." Xia Wan stared at his back for a moment before she realized it, and responded lightly.

Huo Yu went upstairs to take a quick shower, changed clothes, and washed his hands very carefully to wash off the smell from the bar before going downstairs again go.

It took only ten minutes before and after, and when I came down, the hot food was already placed on the table.

Xia Wan was still wearing that apron and came out with the soup bowl carefully.

Huo Yu's footsteps did not stop, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a beautiful arc.

That time, in the restaurant outside the hospital, he once thought that the family who made the summer evening must be very happy.

And now, he is feeling those long-lost happiness about "home".

They are gradually eroding his heart through these inconspicuous human fireworks.

"That's right." Seeing Huo Yu coming down, Xia Bian bent down and carefully put the bowl on the dining table and said, "Report to you, tomorrow I will go to see the art exhibition with my roommates. , so no lunch."

Since the last conflict with Qiu Qi, Huo Yu began to seriously let Xia Wan bring lunch to school.

"Art exhibition?" Huo Yu glanced at him.

"Well." Xia Wan nodded, a little excited and looking forward to it, "I heard that there are many works of well-known painters in the exhibition, let's go and learn together."

Huo Yu stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon: "Will Shen Xing also go?"

"He went," Xia Wan said, "he drove us with him."

If Shen Xing was here, Huo Yu would be more at ease.

He bowed his head to eat, and opened his grace: "Go."

"Thank you, young master." Xia Wan held her cheeks happily, watching Huo Yu eat slowly.

Huo Yu seems to do everything like this, never in a hurry.

Xia Wan was watching intently when Huo Yu suddenly raised his eyes again and met his eyes.

The two looked at each other quietly for a moment, then Huo Yu lowered his eyes and continued to drink the soup: "Take off the apron and go to bed."

"Oh." Xia Wan responded reluctantly, got up and took off her apron.

Huo Yu never looked up at him until he got to the second floor.

Summer evening took a bath, then sat on the bedside and clicked on the chat software.

He wanted to chat with people, but he couldn't tell the truth to anyone.

I was in a daze, the phone suddenly vibrated in my palm, and new news entered the dormitory group.

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【Little Sweet Zero: I got it, Shen Xing seems to be taking a bath, I will tell him later. 】

[Big bowl of sweet tea: Grandpa Xue is also interested in the exhibition? 】

[Xiaotiantangguo: Well, fan. 】

When Xia Wan looked at these three words, she felt incompatible with Xue Zhen, and couldn't help laughing.

Xue Zhen really loves to collect antiques of calligraphy and painting, but he has no interest in modern art.

The reason why I want to go with Su Tang this time is because I heard that there are also works exhibited in the summer evening.

Xue Zhen is also very loving and tolerant to Xue Wenxuan, but she is softer when it comes to her little grandson.

When Xia Wan and Shen Xing Fu Ling arrived at the exhibition hall, Su Tang was standing with the old man in front of the two pictures of Xia Wan.

Compared to most people being attracted by the picture of "Spring Mountain", Xue Zhen looked at the picture of "Jackdaw" and fell into contemplation.

If every painting and even every color scheme of "Spring Mountain" is full of warmth, beauty and hope, then "Jackdaws" is cold and desperate to the extreme.

of barren wilderness.

This painting is simple but sophisticated, but with just a few strokes, it outlines the old crow dying, unable to spread its wings and fly, can only quietly look at the wilderness, waiting for the end of life Loneliness and despair.

Xue Zhen was silent, thinking of Xia Wan's experience as well as Xia Chengzhang's illness.

"Grandpa Xue." Xia Wan's voice suddenly came from behind.

Xue Zhen turned around and met Xia Wan's smiling eyes.

The emotions that she could hold back when she saw the painting fashion was caught off guard by a simple and pure smile, and Xue Zhen felt a dull pain in her heart.

He didn't speak for a while, but he looked more serious, so frightened that Fu Ling, who always thought there was no barrier between getting along with the old man, didn't notice it.

"Grandpa just saw your painting." Su Tang explained to him in a low voice.

This painting was done in the dormitory in the summer evening, and they have all seen it.

At the time, I only thought it was too old-fashioned and too desolate, but now that it is officially hung here, Su Tang realized that this painting is indeed very magical. After looking at it for a long time, I feel sad for no reason, as if there are many stories hidden in In the eyes of the old crow, people were reluctant to look away.

"Oh." Summer night suddenly.

This painting was specially selected from the works of the previous life in order to catch up with the progress, but the painting style is more mature than before.

When he painted this picture, he was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

It is the time when the disease is repeated and the most desperate.

"Why is my mind so heavy at such a young age?" Xue Zhen asked.

"It's just for creation," Xia Wan pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm not very happy in my life, you see there is another one."

He then pointed to the "Spring Mountain" picture.

Xue Zhen raised his eyes and looked at the two paintings for a while, not counting the names, and quietly wrote down the codes.

"This picture makes me feel cheap and old." He pointed to "Jackdaw" and sighed, "When I think of me and your age, it is the happiest time. When you are, how can you have these feelings?"

Su Tang squinted her eyes and deliberately teased the old man: "Did Grandpa Xue and Grandma Xue together at that time?"

Usually if he asks these things, Xue Zhen would pretend to be serious, but today he smiled uncharacteristically: "When I was twenty, it was the first time I saw him to her."

"Are grandpa and grandma also married?" Xia Wan asked.

"What kind of marriage?" Xue Zhen laughed, "There was no Xue family at that time, but Maoying's family was in good condition."

He was silent for a moment, then sighed involuntarily: "If there is no Maoying, maybe there will be no Xue family today."

Xia Wan was troubled by emotional problems, and could not help but ask: "Why?"

"Because I wanted to be better for her, I worked so hard later." Xue Zhen recalled.

"It's so romantic," Xia Wan couldn't help but yearn, "that must be the grandma that grandpa pursued."

Xue Zhen nodded: "Of course, some people may never meet the person they like in their whole life, so if you are lucky enough to meet one, you must grasp it well."

"But how do I know if the next one will be more like it?" Fu Ling was a little puzzled, "How to grasp it?"

"You will know if you meet it." Xue Zhen was amused by his puzzled expression, and said, "If you want to be happy, you have to take the initiative and be bold."

Xia Wan heard the words and fell into contemplation.

He was thinking, Xue Zhen said again: "But it must be done step by step, otherwise it will be self-defeating."

In the evening, Xia Wan lay in bed and thought about the current situation of him and Huo Yu.

He felt that he was already very active, but when he thought about it, he didn't seem to be very active.

He turned over and asked his roommates: "You said, today Grandpa Xue said boldly and proactively, what should I do?"

The dormitory was quiet for a moment, but Su Tang spoke first, with doubts in his tone: "Boldness and initiative, shouldn't it be our other half's business? Why do we think so much?"

Shen Xing heard the words and said coldly: "Then I take your words as a hint."

He took out his mobile phone and looked like he was going to send a message to Shen Yan.

"Your brother is going too far and taking the initiative." Su Tang said coolly, "If you let him take the initiative again, he will not be the problem of overturning the car, maybe overturning your Shen family. already."

Shen Xing did not speak, and silently put the phone back.

"Hey, I said Shen Er," Su Tang continued, "You are much more stable than your brother, why don't you live up to your expectations and fight for your family property? You are not afraid that your Shen family will be yours. Is your brother finished playing sooner or later?"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Fu Ling said, "It's too much, they are brothers."

After he finished speaking, he turned over, lay on the bed and asked Xia Wan: "Right, late night?"

On the screen of the mobile phone is the word "bold". With the movement of Xia Wan's fingers, the entries slipped out one by one. After reading it, Xia Wan pulled the quilt and irritably The head is covered.

The exhibition ended three days later, and the covered bridge was also in unprecedented busyness.

Several paintings in the exhibition are the best choice, attracting the attention of many buyers. More and more buyers are coming, and prices are being pushed higher and higher.

The first shots were "Jackdaw" and "Spring Mountain" in Xia Wan.

There are more interested buyers in "Spring Mountain", while "Jackdaw" is relatively small, and there are slightly less asking prices, and they are basically old customers.

In view of the artist's sophistication and future investment value, their bids are also low.

But because one of the mysterious buyers kept raising the price, the final price of both paintings was unexpectedly high.

The buyer finally received "Jackdaw" for 5 million, and driven by "Jackdaw", "Spring Mountain" finally sold for 1.28 million acquired by other buyers.

As a novice painter who first appeared in front of the public, Xia Wan's achievement is not surprising.

It has far exceeded the originally expected psychological price of the covered bridge.

Especially Jackdaws.

No matter how good Xia Wan's painting skills are, but after all, he is an unknown newcomer.

The final price was dozens of times higher.

Although the psychological price of "Spring Mountain" was slightly higher, it was only around 200,000, and it was also sold at six times the price.

This incident made the name "w" quickly become popular in the circle.

After the two paintings were released, people kept coming to ask about the artist's new works.

This made Li Yue have to doubt the operation methods he has always been proud of.

At the same time, Xia Wan was also shocked.

Langqiao has indeed launched a lot of popular painters in recent years. Although the prices of some painters' works have been fired up very high, there is no one that can sell for 5 million.

Even Shi Xinda's famous paintings sell for more than one million.

Don't say anything else, just say his mother, who has long been famous in the world, but not every painting can be sold for 5 million.

Xia Wan was very puzzled. He had thought about Xue Zhen, but he dismissed the idea.

The Xue family is rich, but no matter how much Grandpa Xue likes that painting, he shouldn't waste it like this.

It's like fate's kind compensation to him.

Because the last life was too miserable, so fate gave him a lot of precious things this time: Huo Yu, a roommate who gets along very well, the friendship of the Xue family, a smooth career...

Xia Wan quietly twisted her fingertips, her heart filled with gratitude.

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