At No. 51 Xixia Street, a lively private painting exhibition is being held in the "Good Times Like a Dream" hall.
Anyone who can enter this guild hall is either a high-ranking official or a wealthy businessman, as well as some arty nouveau riche.
This art exhibition was organized by Qin Feng, a well-known young painter in the country. However, he has always been low-key. Most of his previous masterpieces were exhibited in museums. Today, for the first time, he held a large-scale private art exhibition. It is said that it was all for a painting named
Oil painting of "Afternoon".
The art exhibition has already been crowded, most of the distinguished guests have been invited to enter the exhibition hall, and the rest are all onlookers and reporters from magazines. It can be seen that Qin Feng's aura is quite strong.
A girl wearing a cartoon T-shirt, jeans, and a ponytail hurriedly squeezed through the crowd: "Borrow me, borrow me, I'm Qin Feng's girlfriend, and I'm here to help him. Don't rush, don't crowd, the art exhibition
After it's over, I will suggest Qin Feng to arrange a press conference!" After hearing what she said, everyone's eyes turned to her and they consciously made a way for her.
Zitong picked up the bag she carried with her and covered her face to prevent those gossip reporters from taking random pictures. Then she squeezed through the crowd and walked through the corridor to the entrance of the exhibition hall.
She took out a camera from her bag and whispered: "I wonder if Qin Feng would have the urge to cut me into pieces if he knew I was an imposter... As long as I don't appear on the cover of a magazine tomorrow
That's good, otherwise I will be laughed to death by my colleagues, and...that weird-tempered editor-in-chief doesn't know whether he will boil me or stew me." She smiled to herself and walked into the exhibition hall.
The hall was full of die-hard fans of Qin Feng, and it was already overcrowded. Zitong raised his head and looked around the entire exhibition hall. The exhibition hadn't started yet, and most people were chatting.
She glanced disdainfully at the "business elites" in front of her. She knew very well that these people were very willing to come to such an occasion. On the one hand, they wanted to show off their "noble taste", and on the other hand, they wanted to get to know more prominent officials or people.
Being a business elite can help your career skyrocket. You can kill two birds with one stone, so why not do it.
Zitong deeply despised the people in front of her with exaggerated expressions and smiling faces. She checked her watch. She still had some time, so she sneaked out of the exhibition hall and walked quickly eastward along the corridor.
She is familiar with this place. She has done many interviews here before. She knows that the eastmost room in the corridor is a room where valuable items such as auction items or exhibits are temporarily stored.
As she hurried forward, she lowered her head and stuffed the camera into her bag. As a result, she was knocked to the ground by a sudden and huge impact!
"Ouch! My butt!" Zitong grinned in pain.
At this time, a warm hand took her and helped her up.
He was just about to scold the person who bumped into him, but to his surprise, Zitong raised his head and froze in place!
What a handsome face! Chiseled facial features, slightly upturned corners of the mouth, and deep, clear eyes! Are you so charming that you don’t pay for your life? But, it’s useless no matter how handsome you are, who made you bump into this girl!
"You! You have eyes on your nose!" Zi Tong rubbed his miserable butt and said angrily.
"Please, it's obvious that you didn't look at the road and bumped into me rashly!"
The anger in Zitong's heart instantly jumped from her heels to the top of her head! But she suppressed it!
That copy of "Afternoon"... is my most important task today! Before I came here, I promised the editor to get the first-hand information and pictures of "Afternoon". For a short vacation, is it easy for me...
..When the exhibition starts, the exhibition hall is packed with people, and it’s my turn to take pictures!
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!" Zitong patted the dust on his body and left in a hurry.
"Hehe, he is not a big man, but his temper is not small." Hao Qi stood there, looking at Zi Tong's retreating back, then shook her head and turned to leave.
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"...It should be this house, right?" Zitong was a little nervous. Although she was not a thief, it was inevitable to feel guilty. She pretended to be Qin Feng's girlfriend just now. Damn it, in fact, she
I have never seen Qin Feng’s true self at all!
Zitong covered her mouth and snickered. Qin Feng knew that he was cheating here, so he had to eat him! So, he must seize the opportunity, take photos and escape quickly. As for the later interview questions, Xiaomo is here today anyway.
, she should be able to handle it. She and Xiaomo had already agreed on the tasks before coming here. She was only responsible for taking photos and leaving the interviews to her.
However, out of selfishness, Zitong really wanted to take a look at this oil painting called "Afternoon". The publicity work for this painting was done well, and several newspapers rushed to do countless publicity for this painting.
, in the end, it is said to be mysterious and unpredictable, just like Pandora's box, always making people fall into crazy imagination and obsession...
But so far, no newspaper has obtained the "true face" of this painting. Zitong is extremely curious, and when those rumored miraculous events accidentally enter her ears, she always feels itchy all over her body.
She won't give up until she has a complete understanding of her feelings. Could it be that this is the legendary occupational disease of journalists? No way, she is just a newbie!
"Huh? The door is not closed?" Zitong looked at the ajar door in front of her, what's going on? There is such a precious thing inside, but it's not closed?
But in the blink of an eye, Zitong secretly rejoiced. It was convenient for her not to close the door, otherwise she would have to find a way to get the key.
"Creak -" Zitong carefully pushed open the antique door and stepped in.
"Who are you?" As soon as Zitong entered the door, she was frightened half to death by a sudden voice. She trembled violently, and then looked out, only to see a tall, strong man wearing a security uniform.
He stood upright at the door, looking at himself warily.
"Ahem, um...I..." Zitong's mind was running, thinking about how to deal with this stupid guy.
"Don't you know you can't just enter here?" The security guard looked at Zitong fiercely, his tone was very uneasy.
"It's true! I don't know how to care for women!" Zitong complained secretly in his heart, but still calmly replied: "I am Qin Feng's girlfriend, why can't I come?"
The tall security guard looked at Zitong with squinted eyes, as if he didn't believe it.
"Here, look, this is a photo of me and Qin Feng, should you believe it now?" Zitong took out the camera, opened it, waved it in front of him casually, and took it back before he could see clearly.
"Oh, by the way, Qin Feng asked me to find some helpers to decorate the venue. I think you are a good fit. Go over and help now. The exhibition will start soon." Zitong struck while the iron was hot and continued to talk nonsense.
"Preparing for an art exhibition? How can I, a small security guard, be qualified to enter such a high-end exhibition hall?" The tall security guard was surprised.
Seeing that he had found an opportunity, Zitong immediately said: "Don't worry, Qin Feng is a 'wife-keeper', and I have the final say in our family. If I say you can do it, you can do it." Zitong folded his hands and put on a very serious look.
Big shelf.
The tall security guard still looked at Zitong hesitantly, hesitant.
Zitong pulled her face away, glared and roared: "Are you going to do it here anymore?" Seeing that he was too soft, he decided to be tough.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away, Mrs. Qin." The security guard was so frightened by Zitong's shout that he rushed out the door without saying a word.
"Huh, what a risk! I almost got caught." While Zitong was snickering, the security guard suddenly turned back! Zitong was so scared that he made a "thump" in his heart!
"Well, Mrs. Qin... if I go to the art exhibition, who will take over here? I can't afford to lose any of these priceless paintings!" the tall security guard said on his face.
Hanging in depression.
"This... I'm too busy today, I just don't have enough manpower. Don't worry, I'm here, I'll help you guard it for a while." Zitong touched his little heart, it was really scary, scary to death.
"Mrs. Qin, you are so virtuous and kind, I'm so grateful!" The silly security guard walked away happily.
Zitong shook her head helplessly, hey, today she suddenly became "Mrs. Qin", Qin Feng, my reputation fee!