After reading the painting "Autumn Sky", Chen Feng felt very comfortable physically and mentally.
Next, Chen Feng felt at ease and accompanied Wu Mengting to wander around other exhibition halls of the museum.
It wasn't until it was about to close that the two of them left the art gallery.
After sending Wu Mengting home, before getting off the bus, she expressed her gratitude very politely: "Thank you for taking me to see the exhibition. I like it very much. We can go there again next time we have the opportunity."
"no problem."
Playing with Wu Mengting is very enjoyable both physically and mentally.
Because really speaking, Chen Feng must have a crush on a young, beautiful and gentle girl like her. Men are generally the same, they all like young and beautiful girls.
Chen Feng is no exception.
It's just that for the time being, he has to check in and draw pictures every day, so it's not convenient for him to take her with him.
In the next few days, Chen Feng reported to the Provincial Art Museum every day, either in the morning or afternoon, every day.
The only thing that made Chen Feng feel that there was a fly in the ointment was that after Chen Feng went there for the fifth time, the painting "Autumn Sky" could no longer make him "enter meditation" and could not bring him that comfortable feeling.
In fact, starting from the second time, the benefits this painting brought to him continued to weaken. The first time it lasted for half an hour, the second time it lasted only about twenty minutes, and the third time it lasted for ten minutes.
By the fourth time, it only lasted about five or six minutes, and my endurance was getting worse and worse. By the fifth time, I was completely exhausted...
Not patient at all!
Chen Feng was a little helpless about this, but after all, it was a free prostitution, and he couldn't say that Song Yi's works were far inferior to Master Wang Yi.
The "Preface to the Orchid Pavilion" fascinated him for nearly two hours the first time, while this "Autumn Sky" only lasted half an hour, which was a four-fold difference.
The fifth time the prostitution was unsuccessful, Chen Feng took it seriously for the first time and appreciated the painting carefully. Although he didn't understand painting, he had figured out some truths in the past few days.
That is the calligraphy and painting works that can make him enter trance. They must be good works, the crystallization of their hard work and wisdom as artists, and they must be better than their other works that cannot make him enter trance.
Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but when Chen Feng looked at the "Autumn Sky" carefully now, he still felt that it was not as attractive as the first time he saw it.
If you just look at it from the surface, this painting has not changed at all.
But Chen Feng knew that something inside had been sucked away from this painting.
In the past few days, he had been thinking about his "entering concentration" and the things that would bring about gratifying changes to his body and mind.
He felt that the reason why he "entered concentration" and fell into that dizzy state should be related to the fact that he absorbed some invisible energy from the calligraphy and painting, or that his human body's magnetic field attracted each other to the magnetic field of these two magical calligraphy and painting, thus forming a
Magnetic field resonance in a sense.
In short, Chen Feng is definitely the one who benefits from the interaction between the two.
If the painting "Autumn Sky" had its inexplicable inner energy absorbed by him, causing the painting to lose a certain amount of "spirit" and affecting its artistic and commercial value, Chen Feng would really feel a little guilty.
Already.
He has been an honest person since he was a child and has never taken advantage of others. Now that he has taken advantage of others, he feels a little uneasy in his heart.
Therefore, after Chen Feng returned home, he called Song Yi's manager Lehman.
Chen Feng said sincerely that he was willing to pay 4 million for the painting, which is equivalent to almost 600,000 US dollars.
But Lehman only hesitated slightly before rejecting Chen Feng's offer.
Chen Feng was also helpless about this. He really didn't want to have sex for free, but the price the other party wanted was too high.
After this phone call, Chen Feng felt at ease. He had given the other party a chance and really didn't want to take advantage of the other party. But since the other party rejected the offer of nearly 600,000 US dollars, there was nothing he could do.
Returning to the East Lake Villa, Chen Feng stared at "Lanting Preface" and found that he could not enter samadhi.
It's not that "Lanting Preface" has been sucked dry by him, but that he can only enter concentration once a day.
After it was done, all I had to do was wait for the next day.
At least this is the situation that Chen Feng has tested every day.
The painting "Autumn Sky" has been scrapped, and the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" at home is on the verge of being scrapped. The last time he stared at it at home, he could only stay in trance for more than ten minutes.
If you do it one or two more times, it may not have any effect.
Therefore, Chen Feng urgently needed to find the next one.
Director Huang of the Provincial Art Museum previously helped introduce him to many artists. In the past few days, Chen Feng also visited several artists living in the city, including three calligraphers and five painters.
Chen Feng paid a visit and looked at their works, but unfortunately none of their works met Chen Feng's requirements.
Of course, Chen Feng was a little disappointed with this.
But we still have to come when we have to, and we are about to run out of food.
However, before going without food, Chen Feng felt that he should go to the hospital to re-examine his health.
After all, his physical condition has been so good these days that Xiao Ya, who lives with him, is a little afraid of him.
He was vaguely looking forward to a miracle that his terminal illness would improve, but he was worried about being disappointed again.
So, I have been putting it off these past few days.
But Chen Feng knew that he had to have a clearer result.
Otherwise, he would be even more entangled in his heart.
So, Chen Feng went to the best hospital in the province that afternoon.
I spent money to get an expert account, and then conducted a series of inspections as usual.
Once again I saw the sympathetic eyes of the expert doctor.
Chen Feng asked directly: "Doctor, are there any signs of improvement in my brain tumor?"
The doctor said in a gentle tone: "Your situation is more complicated. I have read your previous medical records. How should I put it, this disease... basically adopts conservative treatment. Now at your stage, you will have headaches, dizziness, nausea, etc.
Symptoms such as vomiting and syncope may occur. In severe cases, vision loss, hearing loss, and hemiplegia may occur..."
Chen Feng interrupted him impatiently and said, "I know all this. Just tell me, based on the brain CT comparison, has my current situation improved compared to before?"
The doctor had a very good attitude. He was not angry at all because Chen Feng had a bad tone and interrupted him. He still said in a gentle tone: "This... there should be a little improvement. As long as you relax your body and mind, eat healthily, and be positive and optimistic."
Fighting against the disease, there will definitely be some improvement..."
Chen Feng suddenly frowned and asked unhappily: "You mean there is no improvement?"
The doctor smiled awkwardly, but finally nodded: "Yes, basically there is no change, but it is not getting worse, which is a good sign. Although I don't want to say that there will be miracles, but I still
My best wishes to you."
The doctor had a good attitude and had nothing to say, but Chen Feng felt quite depressed after hearing what he said.
He originally thought that he had been absorbing the energy of two paintings and calligraphy every day for the past few days, that his health was improving, and that the brain tumor might have improved.
But now it seems that is not the case.
This is really fucked up!
Obviously your body is in good shape now, right?
"Then why do I feel that I am very healthy now and have no problems at all? I have no symptoms of headache, dizziness, nausea and vomiting."
The doctor looked at his examination sheet, nodded slightly and said: "Every other indicator of your body is indeed pretty good, except for the brain. As for the lack of symptoms that you should have, this depends on the specific analysis of the problem. Some patients do not have the symptoms.
Although they are very few, they do exist. You may be one of the special cases."
Chen Feng hurriedly left the hospital with a gloomy look on his face!
This is a dog hospital! Next time I come back, I will be a dog.
Not only was he happy, but he suffered another fatal psychological blow.
It feels really uncomfortable to be sentenced to death again and again by a doctor.
Back at the East Lake Villa, Chen Feng just lay on the bed and stretched himself out, not even wanting to eat dinner.
When he was terminally ill and then divorced, he was completely despondent and thought he would die, but now he is reluctant to die.
Because now he has a car, a house and a woman, two of them, living well, who wants to die?
The phone ding-dong-ding-dong rang, it was the WeChat notification sound.
But Chen Feng was too lazy to look.
It wasn't until after a while that the phone rang. Chen Feng reluctantly reached out and picked up the phone and looked at it. It was Xiao Ya calling.
When the call was connected, Chen Feng said feebly: "I have something to do tonight, so I won't go back."
"Ah, you're not coming back?"
Xiao Ya was a little surprised and a little happy.
Chen Feng had been dragging her to play games with her every day these days, which made her tired and she was really scared.
"Well. If you don't have anything to do, let's just say that." Chen Feng was not in the mood to talk to her anymore.
"Wait a minute. Will you come home tomorrow?"
"talk later."
"Oh, then...where are you now?"
Xiao Ya still couldn't help but ask.
After spending these days together, Xiao Ya has developed some feelings for Chen Feng, and it is impossible to be completely indifferent to his staying out all night.
When Chen Feng heard her ask this, he became a little impatient and said directly: "I'm at my girlfriend's place. I'll find you again when I have time."
"...Oh, is your girlfriend back? Okay..."
Before he could say goodbye, Chen Feng had already hung up the phone.
After all, Xiao Ya is just a substitute. Chen Feng is in a bad mood right now, so it's good that he can have the patience to tell her so much.
Xiao Ya didn't know Chen Feng's mood at this time. Seeing Chen Feng hang up the phone, she sat there for a long time holding the phone. In the end, she could only sigh gloomily and cheer up again.
Chen Feng had just finished hanging up the phone with Xiao Ya, as if he had made an appointment, and Lin Wan called her immediately.
I didn't want to accept it, but I finally did.
"What's the matter?" Chen Feng asked directly.
Lin Wan replied directly: "It's my birthday tomorrow, and I'll treat you to dinner tonight. You must come over."
After all, they are friends, especially since she is Wu Mengting's best friend. Chen Feng could only cheer up a little and said: "Then if you didn't tell me earlier and only gave me one day, how could I buy you a birthday gift?"
When Lin Wan heard this, she couldn't help but said happily: "It doesn't matter what kind of birthday gift it is. Of course, as long as it is expensive, it will be fine. If you really don't know what gift to buy, you can just turn it into a red envelope and send it to me."
"Okay. Then let me send you a red envelope directly on WeChat. The upper limit is 200. Then I will send you a red envelope of 200."
"Go! You're sorry. The upper limit for a red envelope is 200, but you can send me 8 or 10. If you find it troublesome, you can just transfer the money to me. It will be treated as a red envelope. I don't mind."
"I mind."
"Okay. If you're sorry, you can just give me a greeting card. Tomorrow night, I'm inviting two other friends. They are all beautiful women."
"Then I won't go. If only Meng Ting is here, I won't mind. If there are two more women, I'll feel a little bad if I go there alone as a man."
"You are really pretentious. The four of us girls don't mind, so what do you mind? You have four beautiful women having birthday drinks with you, and you still have fun."
Chen Feng thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. I'll pay for you to go to Fumanlou to eat. I'll save you the trouble of buying and cooking food."
"Fumanlou. I heard that a meal costs thousands or tens of thousands. Why am I so embarrassed?"
"Don't you always think I'm rich? Would I care about tens of thousands for this meal?"
"Hehe, that's true. Thank you very much."
"Well. Please inform Meng Ting and your two friends. If there is nothing else, let's just say this first."
"Ah, okay."
Chen Feng stopped being polite and hung up the phone directly.
However, after talking to Lin Wan like this, my mood improved a bit.
Looking at the time, it was after seven o'clock in the evening and it was completely dark.
I got up from the bed, went downstairs to the kitchen, cooked a bowl of frozen dumplings and ate them. Then I sat in the living room and turned on the TV and stared.
There was a ding-dong sound, and the WeChat notification sounded. I picked it up and saw that it was from Wu Mengting.
Ask him when the birthday party at Fumanlou is scheduled for tomorrow.
This was obviously something Lin Wan was embarrassed to ask and asked her to ask.
Chen Feng replied: [Tomorrow evening, I will tell you the specific time later]
After replying, Chen Feng found the reservation phone number of Fumanlou and called to make a reservation.
I'm very lucky, there will be a private room after seven o'clock tomorrow night.
So, Chen Feng decided on it and then informed Wu Mengting.
Wu Mengting sent a cute expression of OK and wink, which made Chen Feng feel better again.
Being friends with these two beauties is a happy thing after all.
Chen Feng took his mobile phone and opened the reading software, then leaned on the sofa and read "The Golden Hairpin" by Wu Mengting.
Chen Feng read this ancient romance novel on a female channel, and actually slowly started to read it.
I have to say that Wu Mengting’s ability in writing novels is quite good.
That night, Chen Feng read the rest of "The Golden Hairpin" in one sitting.
The number of words in her book is actually not that many, just over 1.2 million words. Compared to male-video novels, which often cost millions, it is nothing.
After watching "The Golden Hairpin", Chen Feng's inner affection for Wu Mengting increased even more.
A woman like her can enter the kitchen, go to the hall, write novels, have talent and make money, is beautiful, has a gentle personality, and is a fellow countryman, so she is really impeccable.
If it weren't for this damn brain tumor, Chen Feng would really want to kill her.
Originally, he thought his condition was getting better these past few days, but in the end he was overjoyed. It was also destined that he and Wu Mengting would never be destined to be together in this life.
Perhaps this was the main reason, which caused a great psychological blow to him.