At the art exhibition, many bright and beautiful young talents admired the works in front of them. From time to time, they would lower their heads and chat with the girls beside them.
The artist in this art exhibition was a young artist who had recently become famous. His works were mainly a combination of reality and reality. Because he had won an international award, he had a high reputation in the country and many people liked his works.
Meng Yanchen had changed into a decent suit and was admiring the painting in front of him at a leisurely pace. Gu Manman, who was dressed in a high-end outfit, was a little uninterested.
She had never liked young artists like him. The award that he had won was not a very professional award. It was just that he was well-known. In Gu Manman's opinion, it was a lot of luck.
In Gu Manman's opinion, most of these people were white-collar workers who pretended to know what they didn't know. They wanted to use this opportunity to show off their noble taste. After all, in the eyes of many people, visiting art shows was a very personal matter. It was just like how exquisite and amazing the people who liked to visit art shows were.
With this time, Gu Manman would rather go get a manicure.
Soon, Meng Yanchen was attracted by a realistic painting in front of him. In the painting, there were two or three pedestrians walking on a somewhat dilapidated wooden bridge. A few ducks were swimming in the stream under the bridge. At the end of the bridge, smoke rose from a plain-looking house. Almost everyone could find their childhood memories in the painting.
Meng Yanchen stopped in front of the painting, and Su Mo's memories and Meng Yanchen's memories began to merge together. Gu Manman saw him staring at the painting in a daze, and she could not help but take the initiative to speak.
"What are you looking at?"
"Isn't this painting very ordinary and common?”
Looking at the extremely ordinary paintings in front of her, Gu Manman felt a little strange. These paintings were extremely ordinary from the ink to the composition. There was nothing special about them, and there was nothing eye-catching about them.
Meng Yanchen nodded in agreement.
"Not bad, the painting is very ordinary, but the artistic conception in the painting is not ordinary.”
"Maybe it's because he's reminiscing about his childhood.”
Gu Manman found it hard to believe. Meng Yanchen had grown up in the military compound. How could he have any memories of the countryside? Was this not a joke?
Gu Manman felt that Meng Yanchen was deliberately trying to brush her off. She pouted slightly and left the art exhibition with the excuse that she had an appointment with a friend for a beauty salon in the afternoon.
Meng Yanchen then strolled around the art exhibition by himself. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice coming from not far away.
"I'll say it again, I don't know you.”
"Get out of the way, or I'll call the police!"
Looking in the direction of the voice, it was the beautifully dressed Jiang Lai. Beside her was a man in a white suit who was pestering her.
Meng Yanchen walked over and grabbed the man's arm with one hand, separating him from Jiang Lai.
"Don't you understand human language?"
Jiang Lai looked at Meng Yanchen beside him. The annoyance on his face instantly disappeared and was replaced by a relaxed expression.
Lu Zhan looked up at Meng Yanchen impatiently, a hint of disdain in his voice.
"Who are you?"
He had been studying abroad for many years and should have returned to Shanghai directly. He had come to Jing Hai this time purely to hook up with a girl. He had originally planned to come to an art exhibition today and bring her to a bar at night. After drinking a little, he would be able to win her over.
Unexpectedly, the girl he liked had something to do at home during the art exhibition this afternoon. She went straight back, leaving him alone.
Just as he was about to leave, he bumped into Jiang Lai, who had just arrived. He was instantly attracted by Jiang Lai's cold and elegant aura, so he took the opportunity to strike up a conversation.
Then, what Meng Yanchen saw happened. Jiang Lai ignored him, and Lu Zhan kept sticking to Jiang Lai, almost forcing Jiang Lai to call the police.
Meng Yanchen glanced at Lu Zhan and said coldly.
"You don't deserve to know."
"Get lost!"
After saying that, she planned to pull Jiang Lai away from the art exhibition.
Lu Zhan felt humiliated when he saw Meng Yanchen looking down on him. He stopped Meng Yanchen unwillingly.
"Wait, you want to leave without saying anything clearly!”
"You are me!"
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Meng Yanchen pressed down on Lu Zhan's arm. He unleashed the strength of Bajiquan and instantly dislocated Lu Zhan's arm.
"Kacha!"
From the moment Lu Zhan stepped forward to stop him to the moment Meng Yanchen removed his arm, everything happened within three seconds.
Accompanied by the sound of a dislocated arm, Lu Zhan's howl sounded like a pig being slaughtered.
"My arm, my arm."
"You're finished. Just you wait!"
Meng Yanchen couldn't be bothered to look at him. He turned his head and said to the security personnel of the exhibition.
"Call him 120. There won't be any side effects if he's reconnected within an hour!”
"Let him get the medical fees from the Guokun Corporation!”
After saying that, he pulled Jiang Lai away from the art exhibition. Not long after the two of them walked out, another exclamation came from behind them!
"Director Meng, why are you here?”
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