can be cured. "
Song Min put on his leather shoes, his face was sullen, and he threw out a cool sentence, "Your top priority is to cure rabies."
Wei Shijin shook his shoulders, "Uncle and I are humorous, not bad."
Three minutes before nine o'clock, Wei Shijin showed the invitation letter and took Song Min into the gallery.
When Song Min was doing the task, his identity and life were different. One of them was a young painter. When his inspiration was exhausted and he couldn't draw, he locked himself in a hut and secretly sucked du. Not only was he still uninspired, but he also destroyed his body. In the end, he successfully quit Du, his style of painting changed drastically, which attracted media attention and received a huge response. He also wrote his own experience into a best-selling book, earning both fame and fortune.
The mission at that time was to smash a good hand, and then play the bad card well, to turn the tide. Now Song Min recalls it, it is actually tossing, and people are living, many times they are tossing.
If you want to live without tossing at all, you are either lying down soon or you are already lying down.
There is a solemn and cheering atmosphere in the gallery. No one is making a lot of noise, and no one is running around. The people who come here are all powerful and famous. Whether they are influenced by good quality or purely for face, they talk and talk about it. The footsteps were deliberately kept low so as not to disturb others.
Questions such as brushwork and skills are left to professional staff to comment. Most people come here just to see the paintings and feel the artistic conception outlined by the master with the brush.
Wei Shijin saw Song Min parked in front of a painting, he walked over and glanced at it. The painting was a mountain stream, extremely narrow, slender and long, and the viewer was depressed, "Uncle likes it?"
Song Min's words were filled with admiration, "The painting is very good."
Hearing this, Wei Shijin moved his gaze to the man's side face, and he raised his eyebrows with interest, "Why, uncle knows how to draw?"
Song Min said lightly, "When I'm old, I usually have nothing to do. I just rely on all kinds of flowers, raising fish, practicing calligraphy and painting a few paintings to pass the time."
Wei Shijin's facial muscles twitched, and the man turned dead again. He thought of the goldfish in the jar, which slowly rotted in the water, "Don't talk about your age all day long, you will be old if you are not old. ."
Song Min's body is indeed in his prime years, and he is healthier than ordinary people. The traces of the years on his face are very light, but his heart is old before he travels to the parallel world. He can't beat anymore. Forget what it's like to have a racing heart.
Wei Shijin caught a glimpse of something, and he suddenly dragged Song Min behind the pillar, "Shh."
Song Min asked with eyes.
Wei Shijin pushed his glasses up and whispered, "My sister."
He observed the situation secretly, and he left the plane after talking about it yesterday. How could he be here today? Could it be that he was specifically brought to arrest him
Song Min said, "Your sister probably knew that you would bring me to the gallery, and it was me who she rushed."
When Wei Shijin saw that the man wanted to speak, he immediately covered his mouth with his palm.
The clack of high-heeled shoes came from a distance, paused for a second or two, and then walked away.
Wei Shijin's tense back loosened. His sister only used one brand of perfume, and the smell was light, indicating that no one was nearby.
Song Min took his hand, "Are you afraid of your sister?"
Wei Shijin took off his glasses and stroked the hair in front of his forehead, "It's not that she's afraid, it's that she's annoying. Many of her ideas are different from mine. When there is no conflict, you can sit down, eat, eat and chat. If there is a conflict, it will collapse."
Song Min raised his eyebrows, "My sister?"
Wei Shijin nodded to him, "Dear."
Song Min came out from behind the pillar, and Wei Shijin pulled him back again, "Wait a while."
As soon as the words were said, Wei Shijin's cell phone rang. It was his sister who called him. He grabbed the man's wrist in one hand and the cell phone in the other, "Hello."
There was a cold and capable female voice, "At the age of fifty-seven, with physical characteristics in her early thirties, I never thought that such a person would exist in the world. It is younger and more incredible than the one in the photo."
Wei Shijin's tone sank, "What do you want to do?"
"I can't do anything. You'd better not do anything. Song Min's physical condition is strange and unscientific. The same is true of Chen Yue's lover. Shi Jin, my sister told you that the unknown means danger."
Wei Shijin smiled and said, "Sister, when did you care so much about my private life? One year, a teenager came to the door, crying and shouting that I had touched him and asked me to be responsible for him, check the monitoring, and pay me back when I went to the hospital for examination. Innocent, don't you also watch it as a lively person?"
Song Min glanced at the smile on Wei Shijin's face, the city inside was very deep.
Wei Shijin hung up the phone, "What does my sister mean