Chapter 159 (Two in One)
After visiting the goddess of her dreams, Lin Shuyue was taken by He Wanqing to see the Son of the Sun God.
The Son of the Sun God held up a sun in one hand, his lips slightly pursed, his eyes looking downward, his expression cold and contemptuous.
He Wanqing was fascinated by the sculpture again. She kept muttering to herself, and all her words were full of praise. Feng Qinqin didn't want to listen anymore.
She secretly told Lin Shuyue: "If Wanqing had this eloquence when she was writing reports, she would have won the title of Top Ten Young Journalists long ago. Tsk tsk."
Feng Qinqin couldn't understand He Wanqing's obsession with art. She held Lin Shuyue's hand, followed behind He Wanqing, and whispered, "Shuyue, can you appreciate these sculptures? Why can't I appreciate them at all? I feel terrified."
"To be honest, I feel it's weird too." Lin Shuyue couldn't explain the feeling, it just felt weird. Especially these sculptures, the micro-expressions are so realistic.
As we all know, no matter how fake something is, once it becomes too real, it will appear scary.
Take the little baby in the arms of the Mother Goddess for example, there is even a red spot on its face.
Lin Shuyue felt even more weird. Generally, this kind of sculpture artwork needs some beautification, and large-scale red spots like this should not appear. But it still happened.
There is also the man’s crotch. Normally, serious sculptures don’t have a specific shape, but this sculpture does.
He Wanqing saw that Lin Shuyue's eyes were always on the baby with red spots on his face, so she explained, "This is the Mother God. The main meaning is that no matter what kind of defects the child has, the mother will love him, cherish him and protect him. Do you see that the Mother God looks painful? This is because her child is suffering from illness, and the Mother God wants to help but can't, so she is in so much pain."
He Wanqing's explanation made Lin Shuyue turn her head to look at her: "Wanqing, how do you know so much?"
He Wanqing's face blushed
Wow, she glanced at Feng Qinqin, who seemed to have thought of something and her eyes widened instantly: "Last time you said you were going out to meet a friend, and you met this net of pollack."
"Yeah." He Wanqing's eyes were full of admiration: "He took me to his studio and introduced his sculptures to me."
He Wanqing is a very romantic person at heart. After she entered the society and started working, her romance was reflected in decorating her house and visiting various exhibitions and shows.
There is a wall of cabinets in her room, which contains poetry and prose from ancient and modern times, both Chinese and foreign.
Feng Qinqin really didn't know what to say: "You are really brave. You dare to go out and meet a stranger in a foreign land. Tell me, if something happens to you, how can I explain to your parents?"
He Wanqing also knew that what she did was a bit dishonest, so she took Feng Qinqin's arm and acted coquettishly: "This is not the first time I have met my idol. I was so excited that I forgot to tell you. I promise, I will never do this again in the future. I will tell you where I am going."
As He Wanqing was acting coquettishly, the three of them walked past the Mother Goddess. The sculptures that followed were not as shocking as "The Goddess in the Dream", "Son of the Sun God" and "Mother God".
The expressions on his face weren't that lively either.
In this regard, He Wanqing explained: "I asked, and Yiwang Mingtaiyu said that except for the three sculptures, the rest were all his previous works, and the techniques were not up to par. So they were not that outstanding."
Feng Qinqin pouted in front of Lin Shuyue: "How can it not be so outstanding? It's simply worlds apart. Look at the eyeballs, they are carved into fighting cocks. How can the three sculptures in front be so realistic and detailed?"
Lin Shuyue also noticed the differences between these sculptures. She turned around and saw that quite a few people had gathered in front of the three sculptures. There were several reporters among them, who changed their positions and took pictures of the sculptures and the people under them.
"Is that old lady with white hair Professor Kang Mei from Huabai Academy of Fine Arts?"
"It's her, it's her." Lin Shuyue heard other people's conversations. As she talked, Lin Shuyue's eyes fell on the white-haired old lady.
She was wearing a black coat that reached her knees, wide-leg pants, and three-centimeter-high pointed high-heeled boots. She wore an emerald green bracelet on her hand, which matched the earrings on her ears.
She stood with her back straight, looking at the sculpture in front of her with admiration, and there was an indescribable elegance in her every move.
"I didn't expect that Liu Chongsen was an ordinary student in the Academy of Fine Arts. After entering the society, he suddenly became smart and created works that even Professor Kang Mei was fascinated by. Do you think that if he was still in the Academy of Fine Arts and had not graduated, would he be accepted as an apprentice by Professor Kang Mei?"
Lin Shuyue could still hear the conversation. She turned her head to see that the person talking was a couple in their twenties. The boy had long, slightly curly hair. Based on their attire and the content of their conversation, Lin Shuyue guessed that they were also students of Huabai Academy of Fine Arts.
"That's impossible. Our Academy of Fine Arts is full of talented people, and there are so many outstanding ones. Liu Chongsen is famous now only because of those three statues. Look at these sculptures that are just to make up the number. Is any of them worth looking at more?" The man retorted to his girlfriend.
Although He Wanqing also felt that apart from the three statues, the other works of her idol did not look so beautiful even to her, an outsider. But this is not a reason for them to belittle their idols!
She opened her mouth and frowned, about to spit back, but Feng Qinqin, who knew her temper very well, covered her mouth, grabbed her neck and dragged her away.
The three of them reached the stairwell. Feng Qinqin let go of He Wanqing and looked at He Wanqing with a cold expression: "Wanqing, can you be a little more rational! Not to mention that you have only met that pollack fish once, let me ask you, how much do you know about him? Is he worth you quarreling with others for him in this situation?"
Lin Shuyue leaned against the door and turned on the good and evil radar system. Feng Qinqin and He Wanqing's good and evil values were not high, and there was no one else at the scene except the three of them.
Lin Shuyue turned off the radar, walked to the door and stood by to keep watch for the two of them.
He Wanqing looked at Feng Qinqin with dissatisfaction: "Why don't I understand him? He is talented and has excellent character. It's just that compared to other students, he was a late bloomer. Look at what that person said just now, he looked down on the net of pollack. He is my idol, can't I defend him a few words?"
Feng Qinqin was not afraid of her cold eyes at all. It has been ten years since they knew each other. He Wanqing had no other great advantages except that she was protective of her child. As long as she thinks someone is good from the bottom of her heart, she will truly protect him or her.
As the person who protected Feng Qinqin in the past, she was touched. But now when she saw He Wanqing defending someone she didn't even know, she felt really bad.
"These things are known to the public. What about the others? Do you know how old he is, how many people are in his family, and how many girlfriends he has dated before?" Feng Qinqin felt that her friend's brain was becoming more and more abnormal ever since he got in touch with that guy named Yiwangshenyu.
It was fine at first, but now it has become like this. Whenever she encounters this fish, her brain feels like it has been chewed by a dog and is not normal at all.
Feng Qinqin has tolerated He Wanqing for a long time.
He Wanqing looked at the angry Feng Qinqin with a blank expression: "Qinqin, are you stupid? I don't plan to date Yiwang Pollack, why do I know so many things about him? I just need to focus on his work."
He Wanqing has always felt that the relationship between her and Yiwang Pollack is like the relationship between a fan and Qiu Feifei. She likes the works of A Net of Pollack, both the poetry collection and the sculpture.
Because I love his work, I also admire and respect this person, but if I really want her to be in a relationship with a net of pollack. He Wanqing hasn't thought about it that way yet.
All of Feng Qinqin's words were blocked by He Wanqing's words. She felt very depressed. It would be fine if He Wanqing wanted to have some other involvement with Yiwangsouyu, but she doesn't have that idea.
She didn't have that idea, but she just didn't want anyone to say anything bad about him.
Feng Qinqin was holding her breath in her heart, unable to get out or go out. It's very uncomfortable.
Lin Shuyue's cell phone rang. She took out her phone and saw that it was a message from Hang Jiabai.
"Let's go, my boyfriend is here." On the way to the exhibition, Lin Shuyue had already told Feng Qinqin and the others that her boyfriend would also be there.
They welcomed it. Now that Lin Shuyue had told this story, the two of them took the opportunity to back off, looked at each other, and walked outside, one holding Lin Shuyue's hand on the left and the other on the right.
The two saw Xing Jiabai at the entrance of the sculpture exhibition, and next to him was a man who was about the same height as him but very strong. Judging from his muscular body, no one would guess that he is a writer if he is not one, and many people would believe that he is a fitness coach.
"Abai." Lin Shuyue called out to Hang Jiabai, attracting the attention of Zuo Xiangfeng and Hang Jiabai.
Afterwards, he put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray on top of the trash can at the entrance of the club. Lin Shuyue looked at him and said to Hang Jiabai, "You are so lucky, your partner is so beautiful."
Lin Shuyue walked closer and heard Hang Jiabai's smug look: "Are you jealous?"
Lin Shuyue couldn't help laughing. Is there any woman who can resist her boyfriend praising her in front of other friends?
"Let's go, let's go inside and feel the influence of art." Zuo Xiangfeng didn't want to see his junior brother showing off his affection in front of him, so he took the lead and walked inside.
When passing by Feng Qinqin and He Wanqing, he paused slightly and glanced at He Wanqing with an inexplicably dazed look in his eyes.
He Wanqing looked at him in confusion. Finally, it was Zuo Xiangfeng who couldn't hold on any longer. He apologized and strode away.
Lin Shuyue and the other two all looked at Hang Jiabai. Hang Jiabai said: "My senior brother's girlfriend has a very similar temperament to your friend."
Lin Shuyue was stunned and went to look at He Wanqing. He Wanqing is really a gentle girl when she is not expressing her love for a net of pollack or drinking. Especially when she stood there quietly, this gentle feeling was even more obvious.
It is like a breeze, making people feel comfortable.
Lin Shuyue said: "Your senior brother must like his girlfriend very much."
Hang Jiabai held Lin Shuyue's hand, greeted Feng Qinqin and the others, and replied, "Yes, I like it very much. We had a shooting practice at school at that time. After each shooting, he would pick up the discarded shells and glue them together to make handicrafts."
"Sometimes it's a vase, sometimes it's a small box. Under his leadership, many boys in our school are spontaneously picking up bullet shells to make handicrafts for their partners. Because of this, it's especially easy for students in our upper and lower grades to find partners."
Hang Jiabai also followed the trend and made a handicraft, but he did not make things that girls would like, nor did he give them away to others. Instead, he made a tank, which is still placed at the head of his bed.
"What a pity." Lin Shuyue sighed. It's easy to find a man with money and power, but it's hard to find a man with a heart.
Hang Jiabai said to Lin Shuyue: "I also followed the trend and made a tank. I will give it to you when I return."
"Okay." Lin Shuyue agreed.
More and more people came to see the exhibition. Feng Qinqin and He Wanqing looked at the two people walking together in a loving manner, then looked at each other, smiled and left hand in hand, as if the people who had just quarreled were not them.
Lin Shuyue and Hang Jiabai walked a few steps and didn't see them. They turned around and looked, but didn't see anyone. However, they received a text message from Feng Qinqin. In the text message, Feng Qinqin asked Lin Shuyue to have fun and she and He Wanqing went shopping.
"Your friend is sorry to bother us." Hang Jiabai smiled particularly gently.
Lin Shuyue also laughed, replied to Feng Qinqin's text message, and then the two continued shopping.
Lin Shuyue had already looked at these sculptures in advance. No matter whether they were statues of people, objects or objects, except for the three most famous ones, they were all unremarkable.
Hang Jiabai didn't understand art, but Lin Shuyue was no different. The two of them walked forward and arrived at the exhibition area of the Goddess of Dreams and the Son of the Sun God.
Most of the people who came to the exhibition today came for these three sculptures. Therefore, the area in front of these three sculptures was crowded with people.
Zuo Xiangfeng did not squeeze in, but stood away from the crowd, staring blankly at the statue of the goddess in his dream.
Hang Jiabai led Lin Shuyue to his side.
Although Zuo Xiangfeng is no longer a policeman and has been away from school for many years, he still has the necessary sharpness. He looked over as the two of them just stood still.
He looked at Hang Jiabai, smiled bitterly and said, "Jiabai, I found that I might really be sick recently. Everyone I see looks like her."
Zuo Xiangfeng's eyes fell on the statue in front of him. The girl just now was fine, her temperament was really similar, but she was a real person after all. Now, it's a sculpture! He actually also thinks this sculpture is like this!
How outrageous! Zuo Xiangfeng never knew that he was such an outrageous person.
Lin Shuyue followed his gaze and her eyebrows twitched when she recalled He Wanqing's praise for the "One Net of Pollack".
Hang Jiabai was also watching. After watching, he said, "This sculpture does look a bit like Sister Yuanyuan."
The sister Yuanyuan mentioned by Hang Jiabai is called Shi Muyuan. She was born and raised in the capital, but her family situation is not very good. She lost her father at the age of three and her mother remarried at the age of five. Her stepfather's family treated her badly, but they were not very good to her either.
Zuo Xiangfeng was her stepfather's neighbor. Because they were of similar age and grew up together, Zuo Xiangfeng was tall and handsome, and Shi Muyuan was gentle and charming, so they soon got together.
"Jia Bai, how can people change so quickly? We were still discussing this a month ago. After graduation, we will both work hard, and we will get married after working for a year. When we have a child, my mother will take care of the child, and we will continue to work hard for the future."
"A month later, she told me that I didn't understand romance and that she had found her true love. Then she seemed to disappear from the face of the earth. It has been six years since then, and there has been no news from her." Perhaps it was because he saw He Wanqing, who looked very similar to Shi Muyuan today, that Zuo Xiangfeng felt a little impulse in his heart.
His emotions were in the hands of his junior fellow apprentice Hang Jiabai.
In front of you, vent.
Hang Jiabai let go of Lin Shuyue's hand and patted his shoulder.
Zuo Xiangfeng suppressed all his emotions and apologized to Hang Jiabai and Lin Shuyue: "I was planning to treat you to dinner tonight, but now I am in this mood, I may not be able to treat you."
"I'm leaving first. Jiabai, sister-in-law, I'll treat you again tomorrow." After Zuo Xiangfeng said this, he put his hands in his pockets and strode away.
Hang Jiabai had never been interested in the sculpture exhibition, and after taking a look from a distance, he no longer had the heart to look closely: "Let's go, let's wait for your friend outside."
"Okay." Lin Shuyue took a look at the sculpture of the goddess in her dream, took out her cell phone and sent a message to Feng Qinqin. Feng Qinqin and He Wanqing were shopping somewhere unknown. Lin Shuyue received the message from Feng Qinqin only when she reached the entrance of the exhibition hall.
Feng Qinqin said that they would be out soon.
There was a flower stand at the entrance of the hall. The flowers in the stand had dried up, leaving only bare leaves. Lin Shuyue and her friend walked over and started chatting facing the hall.
"Isn't your senior brother's relationship with his girlfriend very good? Why do they want to break up suddenly?" Neither Hang Jiabai nor Zuo Xiangfeng said the word "break up suddenly". This was Lin Shuyue's own conclusion.
Hang Jiabai felt that Lin Shuyue’s use of the word “suddenly” was very good. Isn’t it just “suddenly”?
"We don't know why. Just last week, she made some delicious food and asked my senior to send it to us. But before even a week had passed, she said she wanted to break up. The worst part is, she even stopped going to the internship school. She said she wanted to travel around the world with a poet. There has been no news since then."
"At that time, we kept looking for her during our breaks from school. We searched the entire capital, but couldn't find her. Her mother gave up looking for her after more than a year. After all, she remarried and gave birth to a son." Hang Jiabai sighed.
Lin Shuyue continued to ask: "Then you haven't looked for her school?"
"Yes, I did. She was already doing an internship at a school in Haiyang District, underground of the capital. No one knew where she went. During the two months she was doing an internship at the school, she never quarreled with anyone, had any conflicts with anyone, and I never saw her interacting closely with anyone."
"Except for knowing that the person she fell in love with was a writer, I don't know anything else. After I started writing, I got to know many people in this industry, but after so many years of investigation, I still don't have any clues about Sister Yuanyuan or the writer."
"He's already over 30 and still hasn't gotten married. His parents are very unhappy with him and try to persuade him to stay away from marriage every day. We talked on the phone before and he said he couldn't hold on any longer. He's the only child in the family and can't wait for Sister Yuanyuan for a few more years."
The cold wind blew past, bringing a hint of desolation. Lin Shuyue turned around and blocked the wind with her back. Her voice floated in the wind: "What if Sister Yuanyuan gets married?"
Hang Jiabai also asked this question: "That's fine. It doesn't matter whether she lives well or not, whether she is married or not, or whether she has children or not. It's enough for you to know that she is still alive."
"He won't be able to get over the hurdle in his heart as long as he can't find her." The previous Hang Jiabai didn't understand Zuo Xiangfeng's feelings. He thought that since they had broken up, as a partner, she had been looking for him for so many years, and he even gave up his public office for her.
It is enough for the subject to do this. But since he met Lin Shuyue, he realized that his senior brother was so stubborn only because his heart was full of love for Shi Muyuan.
He loved them too deeply, and because of them they didn't say goodbye properly. So I can't let it go.
Hang Jiabai thought of this and silently held Lin Shuyue's hand. She was not wearing gloves, so Hang Jiabai put hers in his pocket.
"Let's buy a pair of gloves later."
"good."
After they finished talking, they saw Feng Qinqin coming out alone.
"Qinqin, where's Wanqing?"
Feng Qinqin was also confused: "I just went to the bathroom and she sent me a message saying she would come out and wait for me. She didn't come out?"
"We've been waiting for you outside. Wait until you see her come out." Lin Shuyue said.
Feng Qinqin became anxious instantly: "Then where did she go?" As she spoke, she took out her cell phone to make a call, but no one answered the call.
Lin Shuyue and Hang Jiabai looked at each other and walked into the exhibition together.
The hall was crowded with people because the news of Professor Kang Mei's visit had reached Huabai Academy of Fine Arts, so many students were arriving one after another.
Lin Shuyue, Hang Jiabai and Feng Qinqin started searching from three directions.
The bad feeling in Lin Shuyue's heart became stronger.
She had this bad feeling ever since she stepped into the hall and saw the lifelike sculpture.
After superimposing the fact that Zuo Xiangfeng's object Shi Muyuan was very similar to the statue of the goddess in his dream, Shi Muyuan and He Wanqing had very similar temperaments, and He Wanqing's disappearance.
Lin Shuyue was certain that there must be something wrong with this sculpture museum, a big problem. Especially for the sculptor whose pen name is Yiwangmingtaiyu and whose real name is Liu Chongsen, the problem is even bigger.
She found the office of the organizer of the club and asked to check the surveillance footage near the bathroom.
The front desk of the organizer of the club was a little unhappy. He stroked the mobile phone he had just bought, with an impatient look on his face: "Madam, your friend is already an adult. She is not a child anymore. There is no need for her to just go and look at the surveillance video."
Lin Shuyue looked at the thirty-something male receptionist with a cold face: "If you don't show me the surveillance now, then if anything happens to my friend, can you take full responsibility?"
Of course the front desk couldn't be held responsible, and the impatience on his face became more profound: "To tell you the truth, the surveillance in our exhibition hall is broken, so there is no surveillance if you want to see it."
Just as Lin Shuyue was about to speak, her phone rang. She raised her phone and saw that it was Feng Qinqin calling. She glanced at the receptionist who looked very confident and answered the call, "Shuyue, something happened. Wanqing's bag was found at the back door. Her mother gave it to her when she graduated and went to school. She liked it very much."
"I carry it with me wherever I go and never lose it. Something must have happened to her." Feng Qinqin's voice was filled with tears as she spoke.
Lin Shuyue was startled and immediately ran out of the exhibition organizer's office: "Don't panic, I'll call my girlfriend. Where are you now?"
“I’m at the exhibition center.”
"Okay. I'll go down."
Lin Shuyue hung up the phone and went downstairs. She immediately caught sight of Feng Qinqin, who was crying while holding her bag in the exhibition center.
Lin Shuyue walked towards her. At this time, the host who had not appeared before came. She stood at the front of the exhibition and held up the microphone: "Thank you all for coming to see Mr. Liu Chongsen's sculpture exhibition. As everyone knows, this is Mr. Liu's first exhibition since he became famous. Now, we would like to invite Mr. Liu Chongsen to talk about his original creative ideas."
Everyone in the exhibition looked over. In Lin Shuyue's good and evil radar, Liu Chongsen, a man with a bun, tall and long legs, handsome face, fair skin, and feminine temperament, had a good and evil value of up to 75%.
[Ding~~~ Congratulations to the host for finding the key person 'Liu Chongsen'. The limited-time mission 'The Secret of the Sculpture' is now open. Time limit: 3 days. Please assist the police to find more evidence and seek justice for those who can no longer speak~~]
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