The first ray of sunlight in the morning poured into the room through the gaps between the thick black curtains and shone on the Persian carpet beside the bed. It was warm and shiny.
Gu Shishi turned over and snuggled lazily under the blankets. She snuggled into the warm arms of the man beside her and snuggled up like a small animal.
The man had already woken up. His dark eyes were half-open as he lowered his gaze and looked at the pink nightgown under her messy sleeping posture. Half of her round shoulders were exposed. He smiled and reached out to pull the thin straps to adjust the fabric.
But the next second, he had already leaned over and planted a kiss on her collarbone.
Gu Shishi was half-asleep when she suddenly felt a warmth on her shoulder and a weight on her body.
…
She thought it was a dream. But when she woke up, she realized that the man was really up to something early in the morning.
However, Baby Huo was very quiet and cooperative with his father. He even obediently delayed changing diapers for an hour. He did not make a sound and spoiled his father's actions at all.
Gu Shishi suddenly felt betrayed.
The little guy was not yet grown up, but he was already on the same side as his father.
His personality and work schedule were simply a perfect match for Huo Sishen. They were as seamless as gears.
It was as if he knew that Huo Sishen had suffered a lot. All kinds of mischief were part of his jokes.
Moreover, no matter when, as long as Huo Sishen hugged him, he would laugh. It was as if the roles were reversed.
Gu Shishi had been in pain once. At that time, she had sworn in the delivery room that she would never give birth again.
But now, as she lay under the blankets, she was still a little conflicted.
It was two against one. It was not fair.
Didn't they say that the son was like his mother?
Tsk.
"The association wants to hold a personal art exhibition for me. Someone is coming to move the paintings today."
When the man was satisfied, she finally stepped on the ground from the clouds.
She turned around and stepped on the man's foot with sweat dripping down her face.
She finally thought of something important.
In the past year, she had experimented with the system's advanced painting skills at the beginning. Later, she tried to summarize her painting experience. In more than 300 days, she had made nearly 100 paintings.
Even with the system's skills, 90% of the drawings were trash.
The remaining ten or so pairs were basically all of the best quality.
In addition to what he had done before, he could barely make a small exhibition.
After all, she was not a mass-produced painter.
Moreover, some landscape paintings were three to five meters long and took about a month to complete. Basically, it was enough for people who knew how to appreciate them for half a day.
"Yes."
Huo Sishen uttered a syllable to express his understanding.
Then, he stretched out his arms, passed through her knees and back, and hugged her soft body.
With a kick of his long leg, he lifted the blanket and stepped on the ground.
"What?"
Gu Shishi was stunned.
She was talking about an art exhibition, an art exhibition!
Did he say something flirtatious?
Looking at the bathroom right in front of her, she was about to cry.
"The president and the others want to come to my house to see my work. They will personally supervise the workers, take photos, and move them away."
For precious works, they were afraid that even the slightest problem would cause them to be unable to explain themselves clearly. They would leave behind high-definition photos in advance and buy property insurance. These were all necessary procedures for the exhibition.
"Hey, hey, hey, did you hear that? Stop fooling around, we'll be there at ten. "
"Naturally, I have to take a bath before meeting the guests."
Huo Sishen did not raise his eyebrows as he spoke in a deep and hoarse voice.
Gu Shishi was stunned for half a second. She was placed in the bathtub. When half of her nightgown was wet, she was startled and struggled in the hot water.
"Then I'll take a bath. Why are you coming in?"
"Let's do it together. It'll be faster."
"…"
In the end, Gu Shishi was finally dressed properly one minute before ten o 'clock. She stood in front of the door in an incomparably ladylike manner to welcome President Huang Chuan's arrival.
In addition to Huang Chuan, Elder Lei and a few others also shamelessly came along.
They said they were here to help, but in fact, they were just here to watch the show. Of course, they also wanted to see Baby Huo.
Because the child was very protected, the few elders in the association had never seen this child before.
Now that they had the opportunity to see him, how could they not come?
However, when they arrived, they were so shocked that they forgot about the child.
Although they had long known that her husband was generous and would not be soft-hearted when it came to buying paintings, they did not expect him to be a wealthy man with exquisite taste.
This was the first time they came to Gu Shishi's house, and they were immediately mesmerized by the various paintings on the wall.
"Could this be Master Yang's masterpiece that was rumored to have been lost in France?"
"This galloping horse seems to be an authentic painting?"
"Hey, this oil painting was auctioned off last year. Was it bought by a mysterious party in the end?"
Gu Shishi blushed a little. Because she liked it, her prodigal husband bought a lot of it.
He even said that the money was well spent. Not only did she like it, but so did their son. It could even be passed down in the future.
Every day, the whole family could be deeply influenced by the arts.
But for the old people, this was a huge stimulus.
The furnishings in this house almost made them forget what they were here for today.
The blue and white porcelain on the table was from the Ming and Qing dynasties. The tree carvings at the stairs seemed to be made by a famous artist … When they walked up to the second floor, they saw the legendary painting room of Gu Shishi. Every step was precious calligraphy and painting, and every corner was a precious piece of art.
Not to mention the price of the items, just the artistic value of the paintings was enough to make them gasp in amazement.
"… No wonder Young Friend Gu has such a high concept for her works at such a young age."
"It's true that reading three hundred times reveals one's ideas."
"President, take a look and learn from her. This is called environmental influence. You should at least add some creative atmosphere to our exchange room. No wonder there are so few works that have won awards in the past few years. "
Everyone in the association was proficient in calligraphy and painting and had high artistic attainment.
Looking at these things, they might be priceless and glittering in the eyes of others, but in their eyes, they were treasures that they loved as much as their lives. They could stare at them for a few days and rub them in dust every day for a long time!
Everyone liked them, but they might not have the money to buy them home and admire them at such a close distance.
In a short moment, the room was full of jealousy!
"Okay, let's get down to business!"
Huang Chuan glared and curled his mustache.
Gu Shishi smiled apologetically at the side. "You're all welcome to come and have fun later."
Now that Huo Sishen was starting to socialize, according to Qin Ruhai's suggestion, she could bring him to more gatherings with friends or invite friends over to her house to let him slowly get used to the lively atmosphere of socializing with everyone.
"Come with me to the collection room first."
Gu Shishi was in charge of leading the way.
A group of smiling old people immediately followed her. As they walked, they looked back from time to time.
But when they arrived at the collection room, they put away their admiring attitude and took out 120% of their seriousness and care. They marked and took photos of Gu Shishi's paintings personally and did not allow any staff to interfere.
As they worked, they were also immersed in her smooth and elegant strokes and magnificent works from time to time.
The more they looked, the more they loved it. The more they looked, the more careful they became. They did not dare to slack off at all for fear of ruining a corner of the paper.
A few of the louder voices were now quiet.
It was easy to spit out saliva and ruin the painting. The hot air at the mouth could also accelerate the deterioration and degradation of the paint.
Even though they were wearing masks, they did not dare to make a sound casually.
All of them were immersed in the work, but they did not dare to neglect the work in their hands.
After a full two hours, everyone divided up the work and finally put all 27 paintings that had not been framed into the painting tubes. The remaining eight paintings that had been framed were carefully fixed in the box with anti-collision foam and wooden cardboard.
When they were all done, Gu Shishi wanted to treat them to lunch at the restaurant next door.
However, Huang Chuan waved his hand and refused. "When we go back, we still have to dismantle the paintings and see how to frame them with the master. We'll have a simple meal later. We'll have a meal together after the exhibition. "
The group of old people all nodded. They were also burning with anxiety.
Elder Lei roared, "I'll go back and take a look at your snow mountain painting. There's no hurry to eat!"
Everyone was immersed in the paintings they had just received and their attention was not on eating.
Gu Shishi could only give up.
Because she was young, even when she wanted to help, she was rejected by President Huang Chuan.
"How can you compare to us old guys in framing? Just stay at home and take care of the child. What if you have another inspiration? Why do you want to go with us? "
"Yes, yes, yes. Just leave this kind of chores to the president. Little Shishi, just stay at home."
Gu Shishi suddenly experienced the luck of being loved by everyone.
Meanwhile, Baby Huo saw with his own eyes that his mother's works were taken away from home one by one. He immediately burst into tears.
Normally, it was his toy!
Fortunately, Huo Sishen quickly stuffed a pacifier into his open mouth in time to stop him from crying.
On the eve of the exhibition, many people, both inside and outside the circle, received official invitations.
It was an ink and wash painting exhibition.
The name was very silly, but it was also a little avant-garde.
Huang Chuan suggested that Gu Shishi change the name, but she did not do so.
She felt that this name was like a lucky charm. As the name implied, it also added a lot of luck to her.
Otherwise, how could she hold a solo art exhibition at such a young age?
Of course, if Huang Chuan knew about this, he would probably have a complicated expression on his face.
Of course, this had nothing to do with the name.
But Gu Shishi was superstitious, so he could only let her be.
She herself did not know that Mayor Liu, who had received the invitation and valued her works very much, had bought a bunch of exhibition tickets at his own expense and given them to many people.
Not only were there his colleagues and family members, but there were also a few people whom Gu Shishi knew but did not expect to be there. They were Gu Jiangxin, Gu Wushuang, and Zhang Sheng, who had taken over the Gu Real Estate one after another.
Even now, Mayor Liu still broke out in a cold sweat when he recalled the threatening painting of the "Great River Flowing East".
Not only did he invite the Gu Real Estate Group, but he also gave the tickets to the other real estate owners.
He hoped that while doing business, they would not forget to take care of themselves and learn from the noble mind of this "ink and wash painting" artist.
He had good intentions, and he was also warning them. Of course, it was also "revenge." He still held a grudge against Gu Jiangxin.
Therefore, on the day of the exhibition, Gu Shishi did not expect to meet these people.
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