The painting of "Winter Night" became popular overnight. In addition to old classmates, including some colleagues, there are also some industry teachers, appraisers, etc. who used to be high-ranking and demoted his paintings to nothing. They all called.
Some are congratulations, some are cooperation intentions, and some want to buy paintings...
"Winter Night" was originally named Lu Dong, a painter who was born in a professional class, and was the best student in the class back then.
But that was only then.
Later, most of his classmates changed careers, either to become game painters, or to draw illustrations for people, or to work in the advertising industry...
Only he is still struggling in this big pit.
In this way, he struggled until he was twenty-eight years old, relying on the house left by his parents, and married a wife.
He is a mediocre man.
But most people in the world are like this... Lu Dong didn't feel too depressed.
Until his mother fell ill and urgently needed surgery, and his wife was diagnosed with eclampsia during pregnancy, he couldn't tell what the future would be like...
Lu Dong's world collapsed overnight.
Then suddenly the night was bright again.
Lu Dong grabbed his mobile phone, searched the hot search back and forth many times, and remembered the three words "Gu Xueyi".
He had to thank her!
He has to thank her for saving their family!
…
In the office, Gu Xueyi stood up slowly and asked, "Where is Yan's charity fund?"
Chen Yujin noticed the news about the charity dinner the day before, and of course knew what Gu Xueyi said at the auction.
Chen Yujin said in surprise, "Are you really going to donate it?"
"Well, of course."
Sure enough, she was no longer the original Gu Xueyi.
Although she enjoys the current rich life, she doesn't value money so much. In her eyes, money seems to have really become a number.
Chen Yujin smiled and said, "The branch of the charity fund is not here. But you can come with me..."
Gu Xueyi nodded and followed him out.
When Gu Xueyi came out again, Chen Yujin handed her a badge and a certificate.
"Everyone who donates at Yen's gets something like this."
Gu Xueyi reached out to take it, but didn't care about the weight of these things.
She thought for a while and said, "I hope the money is really used where it should be used."
Chen Yujin smiled: "Of course, don't worry, Yan's charity fund is never used for money laundering."
Gu Xueyi nodded, turned around and said goodbye.
After a while, Mrs. Yan came to Yan's Building, and the news that she donated all the money she earned from the auction to Yanjia's own foundation spread immediately.
"Who said Yan is too stingy and money-worshipping?"
"I am really convinced, such a large sum of money, if you say donate, you will really donate!"
"Isn't it donated to our Yan family? What's the difference between that and no donation?"
"What do you know? This kind of donation is beyond the purpose of the public account! You think you can use it if you secretly use it in private..."
The employees of Yan's Building chatted secretly and posted it on the Internet.
Pei Lixin also counted on the netizens to reprimand Gu Xueyi for going to the charity dinner to cheat money, but she herself was stingy. As a result, in the blink of an eye, the news came out that Gu Xueyi had donated all of her generous donations.
For Yanjia, this amount of money is of course nothing, but for the majority of netizens, this amount of money is really too much.
[Crying, Mrs. Yan is really kind.]
[People are beautiful and kind-hearted + 1, people who have money belong to those who have money, but not everyone is willing to spend so much at once to donate! After all, wouldn’t it be nice to use the money to invest in real estate?]
[Recently, there are Gu Xueyi's black bags on the Internet? Absolutely, she is a wealthy wife who is assisting the police and donating money. What's wrong with people? Is the wedding banquet finally black material? Isn't it a natural match between a man and a woman?]
…
Pei Lixin almost died of anger when she saw the fancy compliments on the Internet.
The money that Gu Xueyi took to donate is hers!
Gu Xueyi seldom pays attention to the news on Weibo unless necessary. She didn't know that she was talking about herself again on the Internet.
When she came out of the Yan's Building, the phone rang again.
At first she thought it was Yan Wenhong again, but when she looked down, it was Yan Wenshu who was calling.
"Finally got through..." Yan Wenshu's voice was a little sad, but also a little coquettish. She even leaned against the sofa and fell down on the other end of the phone, pulling her hair again.
Of course Gu Xueyi knew why she couldn't get through just now.
She chuckled slightly, with a little comfort in her tone: "Well, the line has been busy just now. What do you want to tell me?"
Yan Wenshu scratched her ears, brewing her emotions for a long time, and then ran away a little bit, she sighed, and had to put away those rainbow farts.
Honestly say more important things: "Do you remember that gallery that day?"
"Well, what?"
"My friend's brother, the gallery owner, called me. He said it was the painter Dong Ye who wanted to thank you."
Gu Xueyi laughed: "I bought his painting for 3,000 yuan, and it was auctioned for more than 9 million yuan. He wants to thank me?"
Yan Wenshu quickly said: "He must thank you. Is he still a person if he doesn't thank you? This painting has made him famous today! I don't know how much his paintings have risen now..."
"Leave me his contact information." Gu Xueyi said.
Only then did Yan Wenshu shut up: "Oh, ok, I'll get it and send it to you right away."
"Um."
Yan Wenshu couldn't help laughing again: "I really looked like a fool that day."
She thought it was because Gu Xueyi had no money to buy more expensive paintings, but it turned out that she specially used cheap paintings to get Pei Lixin's money.
"Much smarter than before."
Although Gu Xueyi's tone was calm, Yan Wenshu suddenly became excited: "Really?"
Has she really gotten smarter
Yan Wenshu thought about it carefully: "I see, it must be because I read a book recently."
She just wanted to imitate Gu Xueyi's behavior.
She also just wanted not to fall behind Yan Wenbai.
But at this moment, Yan Wenshu felt that she had tasted a little sweetness from it. It turns out that reading is really useful!
Gu Xueyi couldn't help but chuckled: "Yes."
How can reading be effective so quickly
But Yan Wenshu needed some affirmation.
Yan Wenshu got the word Gu Xueyi, turned over and got up: "Well, then I will continue to read books."
"good."
"By the way, who was it that kept calling you just now?"
"Yan Wenhong."
Yan Wenshu froze for a second, bit her lip, and wanted to say something, but felt that with her current IQ, she couldn't say anything well.
Most of the time, Gu Xueyi wouldn't believe it.
She hung up the phone and felt a stronger sense of crisis at the same time.
No, I have to read, I have to study!
"..." Gu Xueyi took down her phone and took a look.
The call page is gone.
Yan Wenshu should be afraid of Yan Wenhong.
In front of Yan Wenhong, her little means are really not worth mentioning.
Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here soon, Yan Wenhong called again soon.
"Waiting for an hour this time...is it long enough?" he asked cautiously on the other end of the phone.
Gu Xueyi: "It's been long enough this time. It won't be enough next time."
"Huh?" Yan Wenhong was startled over there.
Gu Xueyi's tone was gentle and gentle, but a little forceful: "Let's make an agreement. Every time you call me, there will be an extra half an hour between the next call."
Yan Wenhong: "...OK."
"I'm going home now." Gu Xueyi's tone became a little more gentle: "Do you want some candy?"
Only then did Yan Wenhong's voice bring a little smile: "Yes!"
Showing a happy side like a child.
While walking towards the supermarket, Gu Xueyi said, "Apart from sugar, what else do you want to eat?"
"I don't know either. My sister-in-law is looking to buy it. I like everything my sister-in-law buys." Yan Wenhong said hastily.
Gu Xueyi entered the supermarket, glanced at other people's shopping carts, and then remembered the colorful patterns in her heart, and took some of them.
When he got home, Yan Wenhong was already obediently sitting on the sofa and waiting.
Gu Xueyi asked the bodyguard to carry over the large and small bags of snacks, and gave Yan Wenhong a look.
Yan Wenhong had never eaten these various snacks, and his black and white eyes showed surprise.
"Have you finished watching?" Gu Xueyi asked.
"It's over." Yan Wenhong raised his head and looked at her like a little puppy.
"After reading it, you can receive it in my room first. After that, if you take your medicine on time, I will reward you with some snacks. You can choose the flavor."
Yan Wenhong was not at all curious about these things in the past.
He knew very well that these so-called junk foods did not contain any nutrition at all.
But now there is a strong expectation in his heart.
Every reward given by Gu Xueyi is equivalent to a little of her love, which is given out.
Yan Wenhong nodded vigorously: "I will be obedient."
They had lunch together and dinner together.
When Gu Xueyi went to the study, she continued to prepare to look through materials, read books, and digest what Chen Yujin told her during the day.
Her cell phone rang again.
Gu Xueyi: "...we are all at home."
"But... there are many walls..."
Gu Xueyi bent down and picked up a bit of carpet, stepped on it, and lightly stamped her foot: "There are not many blocks, only one block. My study is upstairs from your bedroom. You should go to bed early and stop calling."
Only then did Yan Wenhong respond in a low voice: "Oh."
Yan Wenhong put away his mobile phone, couldn't help biting his nails, and made a low voice in his throat: "No calls, no text messages."
will be hated.
Yan Wenhong took a breath and raised his head to stare at the ceiling.
There is only one floor...
Yan Wenhong just stared at it until he fell asleep on the sofa again.
Yan Wenhong, who got the snacks, was as happy as a child, but when Gu Xueyi got up and went downstairs the next day, what she saw in the restaurant was a cold expression, holding a knife in her hand, and unconsciously cutting the food on the plate. Poached eggs cut into pieces...
"Yan Wenhong." Gu Xueyi called out.
Yan Wenhong put down the knife, and immediately smiled on his face: "I just thought about the school, and I was fascinated."
He touched his face: "did I look weird just now?"
"Not surprisingly."
Yan Wenhong breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, and complained unhappily: "The school called and told us to return to school early."
"The murderer has been caught?" Gu Xueyi pulled out the chair and sat down.
Yan Wenhong stared at her every move and shook his head: "No."
Gu Xueyi's voice was slightly cold: "Then how dare he resume class?"
"It is said that the progress of study cannot be delayed."
Gu Xueyi nodded at the maid, motioned for the maid to put down the plate, and then said: "You are smart enough, why did you delay?"
Yan Wenhong blinked and asked, "Does sister-in-law think I'm smart too?"
Gu Xueyi glanced at him.
Yan Wenhong pursed his lower lip, changed his sentence immediately, and said with a smile: "Our school is managed uniformly, and it doesn't matter who is smarter or who is more stupid. Everyone who enters is under the same control."
"When are you going back to school?" Gu Xueyi asked directly.
"tomorrow."
Gu Xueyi took a sip of soy milk: "Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow."
Yan Wenhong licked the tip of his teeth: "Yeah!"
Soon came the day when Yan Wenhong was going back to school.
Gu Xueyi brought four bodyguards. She and Yan Wenhong sat in the car in front, and they sat in the car behind.
When we reached the gate of Huaining Middle School, many cars had already parked outside the gate.
Gu Xueyi pushed open the car door and walked down. After a cursory glance, she felt a serious sense of disobedience.
Among the most frequently associated entries in Huaining Middle School, there are words such as "elite education" and "closed management".
Among the people outside the door, there are well-dressed parents, but there are also ordinary-dressed parents who even look a little disheveled. Their children looked completely different, too.
The children of the former are well-groomed, while the children of the latter are equally disheveled.
It's not that Gu Xueyi looks down on those people from poor families.
Rather, she felt a little strange. How did elite education be implemented by bringing together two completely different people
Elite education sounds more like an exclusive term for the rich second generation.
Gu Xueyi patted Yan Wenhong's shoulder lightly: "Let's go."
Yan Wenhong stared at his shoulder, and then followed along with his eyebrows lowered.
The people around quickly noticed him, and all cast their gazes at him, but quickly moved away.
There are five big and three rough security guards at the school gate, checking each one.
"Did you say that you are not allowed to bring your mobile phone?"
"Confiscated!"
"Okay, you go in, parents are not allowed!"
Gu Xueyi quickly brought Yan Wenhong to the front.
They had never seen Gu Xueyi before, and they were taken aback when they suddenly saw such a beauty appearing in such a place.
Even the security guard was stunned for a second, but soon his face darkened, and he said fiercely: "Put down the schoolbag, check!"
As he spoke, he not only went to get the schoolbag behind Yan Wenhong's back, but also reached out to pull his school uniform.
What kind of school is this
Gu Xueyi couldn't help laughing.
Gangster
Gu Xueyi stretched out her hand and grabbed the strap of Yan Wenhong's schoolbag. She raised her eyes, her brows were calm and beautiful, and even the hand holding the strap was white and slender, amazingly beautiful.
She asked unhurriedly: "What is this for?"
The security guard felt a little flustered for a moment.
He quickly settled down, and turned around to ask, "Has she ever been registered at school?"
"No."
The security guard suddenly seemed to have received some order, and pulled out the security stick at his waist: "Then you stay outside, and you are not allowed to go in."
"What kind of rule is this?" Gu Xueyi chuckled, charmingly: "I'm his sister-in-law, am I not qualified to send him to school?"
"If I say no, I won't..."
Gu Xueyi sighed lightly: "Then I said I want to go in, but I have to go in."
The four bodyguards quietly squeezed through the crowd and stood behind Gu Xueyi.
Hey.
Is Mrs. Yan going to do it again today