Zhou Ranran found it strange that she just went up to the second floor, and when she came down again, her mother, who was still angry at first, was so affectionate to Nagasawa.
"Okay, okay, don't send me away anymore. Go back. Nagasawa. If you don't want to go to work tomorrow, you can't go to work. Go back. Go back. I'm here in the company."
"correct."
She thought of something again and turned back to her daughter and son-in-law: "There is a party tomorrow. Do you want to go to it?"
Ji Changze asked: "Is there anyone at that party?"
Mother Zhou thought for a moment: "It's nothing. It's just that Jin Hui's old boss is getting married. Everyone is going. Nagasawa, didn't you say you wanted to open a gallery before? I don't know much about this aspect. Jin Hui has many galleries. You can ask when you have a chance."
Ji Changze understood that this was a network of connections.
Zhou’s mother also has a good personality. After hearing from Ji Changze that she really liked painting and being grateful to him, she started thinking of ways to help him.
He nodded: "Okay, thank you mom, Ranran and I will definitely go."
Mother Zhou is gone.
Zhou Ranran waited until she got in the car, and kept watching the butt of the car as it left in a strange way. She waited until it was gone, then took her husband's hand and asked curiously:
"Nagaze, why is mom so nice to you all of a sudden?"
"Look at what you said."
Ji Changze smiled and touched her head: "Mom, was she not good to me before?"
"No, it's just..."
Zhou Ranran didn't know what to say. Her parents were pretty good to Nagaze before, but because Nagaze stayed at home and didn't go to work, they still complained about it.
Especially since my father's accident, my mother has been able to take the leading role by herself recently. She also has to deal with the pressure inside and outside the company, and her temper has become a bit fierce.
He is not as tolerant towards Nagasawa as before.
She didn't know what to do, so she could only persuade her from both sides.
Zhou Ranran thought for a long time before saying the right thing: "That's right, my mother's temper has been a little bad these days, and she suddenly became so good. I'm a little surprised."
"She is in a good mood because she sees our good relationship."
Ji Changze had a natural look on his face: "You are not in good health. Mom has been worried about you. When I came today and saw that I took good care of you, of course I felt better."
"Actually, it's normal for her to be stressed. Ran Ran, you can pay more attention to her during her rest time. Dad's not awake yet, and Mom is too tired to support her alone."
Zhou Ranran nodded; "I understand."
After Zhou Ranran went upstairs to see the flowers she had raised, Ji Changze went to the studio.
Yes, the original owner had a studio.
And it's huge.
When he was renovating, he had quite a lot of requirements. One moment he wanted this, another moment he wanted that, and the next moment he didn't want ABCD.
But the people who let him control were all the decoration people. With the money, no matter how angry those people were, they couldn't get angry and could only endure the work.
It's just that the original master wanted to become a great painter, but he didn't have the talent and perseverance of a great painter.
Any art student would be able to beat the paintings hanging on the wall.
He felt that he was talented, but it was just obscured by this world that ordinary people could not see through his amazing talent.
The original owner has always been so persistent. In reality, he told Zhou Ranran that Zhou Ranran, who did not understand painting, could still encourage him.
But on the Internet...
Ji Changze opened Weibo, and sure enough he saw ridicule under every Weibo post.
It’s not surprising that people are mocking me.
In fact, the original owner still cares about his image in real life, but he no longer has such scruples on the Internet.
The Internet is a protective umbrella. No one can know who he is hiding underneath.
So he registered a Weibo and boasted about his paintings.
When most people are satisfied with their painting, they will humbly ask for your advice.
When the original owner was satisfied with the painting, he took a photo and posted it on Weibo. He first boasted about himself and wrote down what ideas and emotions he wanted to express in his painting, and what his mood was and what the lighting was like when he was painting.
After a long paragraph, there is one last sentence. People who understand will naturally understand.
Of course, he himself didn't know what he knew.
He's just pretending.
However, his ability to show off is not up to par. A discerning person would think at first glance, this kid talks a lot.
At the second glance, hey, this guy is just showing off.
What else is there to say? It’s only right for a big boss to show off. You, a little novice, can’t draw as well as others with his left hand, but you still dare to show off
Spray you! !
Squirt hard! !
It makes you doubt your life, and it makes you see clearly the nature of your own noob.
However, the original owner was not affected at all.
He firmly believes that he is a master-level boss, and these people are criticizing him because they are noobs and they don't understand at all.
As for what exactly you know.
The original owner doesn't know either.
They must not understand anyway.
He still insists on being himself.
I use my wife's money to buy followers, and occasionally post a picture that others don't even know what it was drawn on.
He does not delete or reply to those who troll him, but looks at them with a mocking attitude.
Squirt, squirt.
Strong people are always envied.
Anyway, he has money. No matter how much these people complain, his fan base looks very beautiful.
And because he sends out red envelopes from time to time, many people are willing to give in for money. Some people even follow him even though they don’t understand painting, just to praise his paintings like crazy when he posts on Weibo.
After all, according to experience, the more powerful the praise, the greater the amount of red envelopes received.
Those powerful painters either rely on their works to gain fans, or they rely on their new ideas to gain fans.
As for the original owner, he relied on local tyrants to increase his fan base.
Others praise me because of my good paintings, but when it comes to him, they praise me for his money.
The original owner had such a style, and soon his account became a unique figure in the circle.
The kind that doesn't have a very good reputation.
Some people regard him as a cancer in the painting circle, thinking that he is following a deviant path and his paintings are not very good. He is still bragging about himself, with a look like "I am so accomplished and you are all rubbish".
While Ji Changze was eating an orange, he opened the private messages one by one to read them.
Well, this is a pretty good scolding.
Well, even he didn't know this curse word. Write it down, maybe you can use it one day.
Just as I was watching, a new private message came.
Ji Changze clicked on it, and there was a line of text at the beginning.
[I know your name, Ji Changze.]
[If you don’t want me to expose your real name and photo, give me one million. Don’t fool me. I know you have money.]
Understand the threat.
Ji Changze dug around in his memory, and sure enough, he pulled out this memory.
At that time, someone also threatened the original owner to expose him. The original owner was afraid and beat him with one million.
After that, that person did not blackmail him repeatedly, but never showed up again.
However, it is not ruled out that the original owner would have been stabbed to death by Zhou Ranran before he appeared again.
Ji Changze put his hands directly on the keyboard and followed the message all the way through.
They are not enemies and there is no conspiracy.
He is a person who makes money by threatening Internet celebrities.
The original owner is two different people in real life and on the Internet. I think the reason why he is so wanton on the Internet is that he is sure that no one will know his real name behind this Weibo.
Normally, if his name and photo are exposed, everyone will look at him strangely.
The original owner was arrogant but not stupid. If he was really stupid, he wouldn't be able to coax Zhou Ranran down all the time. Of course, he could only do it privately.
But if it were Ji Changze...
He took a screenshot of the private message and posted it neatly on Weibo.
[I haven’t done anything shameful. It’s just a Weibo account used to post my works. Why don’t I dare to expose my true identity in reality? I have called the police on this friend who extorted one million yuan. I wish him well.]
This Weibo account is more or less a black and red one. After the Weibo was posted, the fans who had bowed down for money had not yet arrived, but the perennial sunspots had already arrived.
[It made me laugh so hard that I used it to display my own works. Can those paintings of yours be called works? Simply the biggest joke of the year.]
[I didn’t do anything shameful, I just did something embarrassing. Which painter nowadays is like you, who doesn’t rely on painting for money.]
[I’m curious if anyone knows the blogger. In reality, the blogger is so boastful and can’t see himself clearly?]
[Blogger, my younger sister in elementary school can draw better than you. Really, I advise you to delete this Weibo as soon as possible. Be careful of people in real life laughing at you.]
Less than three minutes later, the army of people seeking red envelopes also arrived.
Start all kinds of fancy flattery.
[Those scumbags upstairs, please don’t slander us, okay? You are not moved by his artistic conception at all. If you say that my painting is not good before you have reached that state, where is your conscience?]
[This kind of person is really disgusting. He uses his real identity to blackmail on the Internet. He must be caught and punished severely.]
[Yes, it is just a Weibo for posting works. We are not afraid of slanting shadows when we are upright, so there is nothing to be afraid of!]
The two parties soon started "fighting", and it was very lively.
Ji Changze started painting while fishing.
What he painted this time was a sunflower. The bright sunshine was shining above, but there was thick ice underneath, and half of the sunflower was frozen.
The whole picture seems to give people a chilly feeling.
After finishing the painting, Ji Changze took pictures like the original artist, and then posted it on Weibo with the caption:
[The starting point of this painting is to draw warmth and guidance. After finishing the painting, I can feel that this painting has the power to reassure people, and I feel that I have made progress again.]
I didn’t forget to add the iconic words of the original owner at the end; [If you understand, you will understand naturally.]
After the Weibo display was posted, the black people and red envelope recipients were stunned for a second.
What should I say about this painting
It's really different from before.
It's not that the painting is too good, but the painting is too... how should I put it
Let’s use an analogy.
For example, the paintings this blogger drew before seemed to them to be at the level of a junior high school student.
So now, it has regressed directly to the level of primary school students.
Still in the first or second grade.
A sunflower is painted crookedly, and the light from the sun is also very wrong, not to mention the ice cubes underneath.
This kind of painting method can be seen as very crude even by people who don't know how to paint.
The black men reacted first and started laughing wildly:
[Hahahahaha, you drew this with your feet, right? Oh my god, any elementary school kid can draw better than you.]
[It’s still warm. It’s funny to me. Where do you see the warmth? Use your heart? Hahahahaha.]
Red envelope party members:…
How can I praise this painting like this
But think about the red envelopes…
Forget it, bite the bullet and just talk nonsense.
[What do some people know? This painting is obviously perfect, okay? Even elementary school students can draw better than this. If you ask an elementary school student to draw, look at this curve, look at this color, and look at this visual effect. It’s so awesome that I’m at a loss for words.]
After racking his brains to type out this paragraph, the red envelope recipient let out a heavy breath.
It is really not easy to make money these days. Not only do you have to torture your own aesthetics, but you also have to torture your own hands.
Other red envelope parties were not to be outdone.
[Yes, I also feel the warmth. Dada has really improved a lot than before. As of now, I feel that only the painting Dada painted in March can compare with it.]
This is just pretending to understand and talking nonsense.
[Wow, wow, wow, I was so moved that I cried. The painting was so good. After seeing this painting, I felt warm all over my body. It was so perfect and wonderful! ! !]
This is nonsense that proves itself.
[Oh my god! ! ! It's amazing. Dada is really improving day by day. As a young fan who has been with Dada from the very beginning, I really feel very happy and hope that Dada will get better and better.]
This is about trying to get a bigger red envelope by showing off his status as a veteran.
So, for a time, Ji Changze's Weibo was divided into two completely different painting styles.
One kind of person wants to praise Ji Changze as Ma Liang, the most powerful painter in the world.
One is to ridicule fans for polluting their eyesight for red envelopes and at the same time ridicule the painting for being so rubbish.
While they were arguing, Ji Changze turned on his computer and looked for a navy company.
After placing an order asking them to brag wildly about themselves, they turned to another company and placed an order asking them to brag wildly about themselves.
As a result, the quarrel on Weibo became more and more intense.
Even because of the high heat, some passers-by who didn't know the truth entered by mistake and looked at the commotion below with confused faces.
And it was actually for a painting that looked like it was drawn by a primary school student.
They were confused for a while, and then they looked through the comments and found that there were a lot of compliments, and naturally some people who knew painting didn't believe it.
But for those who don't understand painting, even a world-famous painting is just a painting in their eyes, and they simply cannot understand why a painting can be sold for such a high price.
Therefore, it is understandable that they cannot understand why this painting that looks like a primary school student is praised so sincerely.
Ji Changze watched them quarreling, and from time to time he would add more money when he saw which side was weak.
This quarrel lasted all night.
The red envelope partyers originally blew rainbow farts just for the red envelopes, but they got really angry when they were scolded.
For a time, everyone was quite sincere.
The next morning, Ji Changze, the culprit, took to Weibo and posted a Weibo post.
[Everyone, please stop arguing, especially my loyal fans. Some people can’t feel what I draw. It’s just a different artistic conception.]
The black men who had been arguing all night and were about to take a rest:...
Damn, this is too pretentious!
I can't bear it, come on, brothers! !
The red envelope party members also received the red envelope from Ji Changze, and immediately they were full of fighting power, and they all rushed forward with shouts.
Ji Changze, however, had already changed his clothes, took the painting with him, and was going to attend Jin Hui's wedding with Zhou Ranran.
In fact, it can't be completely called a wedding. After all, there is no ceremony. It's just a circle of people invited to have a banquet at his house.
Zhou Ranran was not surprised: "This is Dong Jin's eighth marriage. It's normal that he doesn't want to make it a big deal."
Ji Changze nodded: "Yes, but although Dong Jin has been married many times, he has only had two children."
Speaking of this, Zhou Ranran was a little embarrassed: "Nagaze, today Jin Dong is getting married. Yan Zi must be here. I told her last time that it was a misunderstanding. She was also doing it for my own good. Don't blame her."
"It's okay, she's your best friend, so it's normal to react like that." Ji Changze smiled, looking unconcerned.
Jin Yan is the eldest daughter of Mr. Jin Hui and a good friend of Zhou Ranran. The original owner had a conflict with her before.
Probably the original owner wanted to go to a bar to have a romantic encounter, but ended up bumping into Jin Yan who was having a good time there. When Jin Yan saw her good friend's husband talking and laughing with the beautiful woman in the bar, and even making love, she became angry.
He immediately stepped forward and scolded her, and even called Zhou Ranran to complain.
It's just that the original owner was of high rank and knew that nothing was impervious in the world. Before coming to the bar, he told Zhou Ranran that he went to the bar to find inspiration. Zhou Ranran just thought it was a misunderstanding because he reported it.
The bar was dark, so Jin Yan was so angry that she didn't think of taking photos or videos. She couldn't produce any evidence, so she had to give up.
But from then on, she had a problem with the original owner. It was precisely because she was nosy and kept watching that the original owner never found an opportunity to cheat on him and play with women.
These two people are definitely disgusted by each other.
Sure enough, as soon as they arrived at the location, Jin Yan was already waiting at the door. When she saw Zhou Ranran, she immediately came over with a smile, and held her hand affectionately: "Ran Ran, you are finally here. I have been waiting for a long time."
When he saw Ji Changze next to him, the smile on his face immediately faded a bit. However, people were coming and going, so he could only maintain his politeness on the surface: "Nagaze is here too."
"swallow."
Zhou Ranran gently shook her hand and signaled her not to look at Ji Changze's face. Jin Yan felt angry.
She actually always had a good impression of Ji Changze, because Ran Ran had been telling her how good Ji Changze was, but she was a woman and was used to seeing all kinds of things in the circle, so she consciously tried not to meet Ji Changze, her sister's husband. , so as to avoid suspicion.
As a result, she actually saw that scene.
Jin Yan was furious when she thought that Ran Ran believed this scumbag so much, but she couldn't produce any evidence.
She glanced at the box Ji Changze was holding: "You also brought two gifts?"
Most couples bring one copy by default.
Zhou Ranran shook his head and smiled: "This is a painting painted by Nagasawa. He said he wanted to give it to Xiao Cheng."
Jin Yan smiled at Ji Changze and said, "Thank you, but my brother is only eight years old this year and he can't understand the painting."
Ji Changze smiled and said: "I painted this painting specially for him. He must like it."
Jin Yan was even more angry.
What does Ji Changze mean
Who doesn't know that her brother Jin Cheng is autistic and usually doesn't say a word about what he likes
He is an adult, is it interesting to squeeze a child like this
Just as she was about to yell back, a little boy ran over expressionlessly, hugged her leg, and lowered his eyes without saying a word.
"Xiao Cheng, why did you run out alone?"
Jin Yan, who had a fierce look in her eyes just now, immediately softened her expression, hugged her brother, and coaxed in a low voice: "Are you scared because there are too many people?"
Jin Cheng's face was still expressionless, and his big eyes that should have been beautiful were lifeless.
Just as Jin Yan was about to continue coaxing, Ji Changze had already stepped forward, took out the painting, unfolded it and brought it to Jin Cheng's eyes. He said warmly: "Xiao Cheng, this is the painting my brother gave you. Take a look. Do you like it?"
Jin Yan glared at him and became even more angry when she saw that the painting was actually a strange sunflower that was so ugly that she couldn't bear to look at it.
"Ji Changze, you!"
"So warm."
A childish voice suddenly sounded.
Jin Yan looked at her brother in her arms in disbelief.
The boy was looking at the painting without blinking, tilted his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and took the painting actively.
Jin Yan: "!!!"
She was already excited and incoherent, and her eyes were even slightly red.
"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng, have you spoken??!!"
"Xiaocheng, can you say one more thing? Xiaocheng, did you really speak?"
Jin Cheng spoke again:
"It's so warm."
He held the painting and looked up at Jin Yan:
"Sister, I like this painting."