Author: Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION
Finally.. The host’s voice came from the stage in front of them. “Now, we would like to invite a guest from Korea. She is a young artist who has only risen to prominence in the art world for two years. Two years is not a long time, but it is enough to make her paintings deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Tonight, she will bring to everyone her ink painting, the forgotten life… “. ..
When the host introduced her painting, the forgotten life, Yan ru took her painting onto the stage. With graceful steps, she slowly walked to the center of the stage and slowly showed her ink painting to herself.
The Beige Rice paper and the ink-red color of the painting were not heavy. It was just a few strokes of ink. The painting was of a withered tree that was about to wither or had already withered. It lay quietly on the deserted beach and was constantly flapped by the waves.
The most amazing thing was that at the top of the withered tree, a light red flower actually bloomed. Although the flower was soft, it opened to the sea breeze and showed its unyielding life.
The host had already introduced her work in French and English. The audience applauded loudly. She put away her painting with a smile. She knew that the current her only needed to turn around elegantly She had successfully completed the task of tonight’s exhibition. Moreover, in less than five minutes, it would bring her the beginning of success and fame.
However, the moment she turned around… …
He saw a tall and straight man sitting in an obvious position below the stage. His legs were crossed calmly. A pair of sunglasses was placed on his handsome face, but it just happened to cover his deep eyes.
For a second, she had the illusion that Che Qixuan had come. However, a second later, she immediately understood that this man was not che Qixuan, because..
Although there was a distance between the stage and the audience, she could still feel a pair of cold black eyes under the lenses. Those black eyes were like sharp swords, shooting out a cold light and staring straight at her.
Che Qixuan would not look at her with such cold eyes. This was for sure. Then, other than Che Qixuan, which other man had such a face?
Yan Ru’s heart seemed to be tied up by some rope in an instant. In her panic, she actually forgot to turn around and leave quickly, because the next artist was coming up the stage.
This person looked straight at her. Although she was wearing sunglasses and could not see his eyes, she still managed to find out his name from the bottom of her heart in just a second… …
The familiar yet strange man had completely occupied her mind in an instant, causing her to forget about the time and place, and even forget about what she was going to do now.
She had never thought that there would be such a moment. She would meet him again, and she had never thought that there would be such a moment. She was facing him face to face, both on and off the stage.
When she met Zheng Yifan last night, she was still lamenting that earth was a village. Now, it seemed that Earth was really not big enough. Earth was only a village.
Because she was in a daze, she had forgotten to turn around and walk down the stage. A few seconds later, the host used his voice to remind her that it was time for the next person to go on stage. It was not until she saw the guests below the stage start whispering to each other that Yan ru reacted She realized that she had lost her composure.
