Lu Huai and Hei Mou are deep:
"Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
Shen Li told him Mei Yanqing's proposal before.
"... Master has always wanted to help me hold a painting exhibition, but I don't have many paintings in my hand, so I thought there were a few paintings at my second brother's place..."
Lu Huaiyu tilted his head and said with a frank smile:
"Well, I do have quite a few."
Except for the "Xia Chan" that I haven't been able to get from Mr. Mei so far.
But that painting, after Shen Li finished it, was sent directly to Jinse Bay, and was not auctioned.
So to be precise, all her paintings that have appeared on the market are in his hands.
But if he didn't say this clearly, Shen Li would naturally not be able to think of it.
"but-"
Lu Huai's smile is not a smile,
"I have no intention of exhibiting my private collection of paintings."
If others want to see it, just one glance is not enough.
Shen Li was not surprised by his idea.
Many collectors buy paintings just for their own appreciation.
After all, it was bought at a huge price, and there is no reason to share it with others.
So she nodded curtly.
"good."
Now it was Lu Huai's turn to be surprised.
He raised his eyebrows slightly:
"In this case, you should not be able to hold an art exhibition for quite a long time."
Shen Li raised her eyes:
"Second brother doesn't want to take it out?"
Lu Huai paused slightly, stared into her eyes for a while, and lowered his voice a lot.
"But if it's you, Ali, as long as you open your mouth—"
He will agree.
He never had the means to say no to her.
He didn't finish the rest of the words, but it was obvious.
Shen Li looked up at him with her small face and shook her head.
"Those paintings already belong to the second brother. Of course, how to dispose of them is the second brother's freedom. Besides, I don't really want to hold a painting exhibition, but the master has been talking about it. Since the second brother doesn't want to, then forget it."
She was straightforward and frank, her eyes were clear.
Lu Huai laughed out loud, with a hint of ridicule in his words:
"In that case, your painting won't be seen by more people, but I can only see it by myself. Doesn't Ari feel it's a pity?"
Any painter should really want his works to be recognized by the public.
Shen Li opened her eyes, seeming a little surprised:
"Why is it a pity?"
She has been drawing since she was very young. Before she met Mei Yanqing, she had never even attended a painting training class for a day.
But she still draws very well.
That's more of an instinct.
She has an extremely keen perception of color, in addition to lines, light and shadow, composition, light and shade...
As long as she draws the pen, she can produce the painting naturally.
For many years, it was more like an outlet for her emotions.
When she is happy, she is bright and bright.
When she is unhappy, she is depressed and depressed.
All the emotions that cannot be put into words are poured into those paintings.
"My paintings don't need many people to like them."
She kicked the ground with her back heel, speaking casually,
"It's fine if the second brother likes it."
She knew that many of her paintings were in Lu Huai's hands.
That's what he bid for one by one, when they didn't know each other.
One of the most important reasons why The Shadow of the Tree became popular quickly and gained a place in the domestic painting circle is that those paintings were sold at a staggeringly high price.
He recognized those paintings.
He understands.
Otherwise, he would never have spent so much trouble collecting those paintings, and even visited the door several times, just to get her "Xia Chan" from Mei Yanqing.
This is enough.
This is enough for her.
She spoke from the bottom of her heart, of course, so her tone was casual, as if she was just saying that the weather is nice today.
However, she would not know what this sentence meant to Lu Huaiyu.
He looked at the little girl in front of him, one of her hands was still obediently curled up in his palm, her head was slightly lowered, and she kicked her feet loosely.
The sunshine in May was bright and brilliant, falling on her face, the delicate and fair skin seemed to be able to see through.
With the breeze blowing, her fine forehead hair fluttered, and the crow-feather eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyelids.
There seemed to be something surging under his chest, and it seemed to be gently scratched by something.
It seems like a long time, and it seems like only a moment.
His Adam's apple slid up and down, and then he exerted a little force on his hands.
"Ali."
"Um?"
Shen Li raised her head upon hearing this.
The next moment, that clear and beautiful face was already approaching, and before she had time to react, she felt a cool soft touch on her lips.
The clear scent of cedar is instantly filled.
She opened her eyes slightly, but she only had time to see the extremely dark color in his eyes.
One touch and instant.
In a blur, she heard his low and smiling voice.
"Kids are so sensible, reward."
…
Shen Li came here by car, so Lu Huaiyu put all the things she bought in the trunk, and got into Shen Li's co-driver.
Shen Li started the car, and in the rearview mirror, he saw a black Bentley following behind him not too far away.
When they arrived at Tianye City, the two got off the car.
Lu Huaiyu went back to his car first, and Shen Li turned around to see what he brought out.
Afterwards, Lu Huaiyu handed over the bag.
"Let's go."
He helped her carry the paints and so on, and sent her upstairs.
As soon as they got out of the elevator, they bumped into Shen Zhijin who just came back one step ahead of them and was opening the door.
"dad."
Shen Li was a little surprised,
"Why did you come back so early?"
Shen Zhijin said:
"The meeting ended early."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Lu Huaiyu.
Lu Huai greeted with a smile:
"Teacher Shen. I'll help Ah Li bring the paint up."
Shen Zhijin glanced at the bag in his hand and nodded.
Then, he pushed the door open and entered.
Shen Li and Lu Huai followed behind.
"Second brother, take these to the studio."
Shen Li raised her finger.
Lu Huai walked over with her.
Shen Zhijin glanced sideways, then went to the study.
This is the first time Lu Huaiyu entered Shen Li's studio.
It can be seen that the decoration and layout of the room are very careful.
In addition to the easel, palette, various paints and brushes and color oils, there is a wicker chair on the balcony with a pony pillow on it.
Lu Huaiyu put the things down.
"Thank you, brother."
Only then did Shen Li spare time to look at the bag in her hand,
"But what's in it?"
Lu Huai and his long legs were slightly bent, leaning against the side of the cabinet, his thin lips were slightly raised:
"Dinner at noon, I passed by a candy store. The business seemed to be good. I thought you might like it, so I brought you some back."
Shen Li opened the bag, only to find that it was a delicate candy-shaped candy box with a bag of taffy inside.
She took one out and peeled off the icing.
Lu Huaiyu's eyes suddenly fell on a corner of the room, where there was a square drawing board.
He raised his eyebrows:
"Did you draw another picture?"
(end of this chapter)