After explaining this matter, Meng Sheng found Qiu Yi's phone number from the address book and dialed it.
"Sister Qiuyi, where are you?"
Qiu Yi was stunned when she heard her serious tone, and asked hurriedly, "At home, what's wrong? Is it Uncle Meng..."
"No, my dad is fine and is recovering well."
As he spoke, Meng Sheng's tone became more serious, "I have something I want to ask you. I'll come to you now."
"Okay, come on."
Qiu Yi didn't understand, but knowing that it was not Meng Chengli's fault, she felt a little relieved and responded softly.
She lives in the Rhine Lake Villa Community east of the south city, which is a suburb and nearly an hour's drive from the city.
But the advantage is that the environment is good, it is quiet and not heavily commercialized.
When Meng Sheng arrived, Qiu Yi was painting in the studio.
Her studio is very large, like a warehouse, and everywhere you look, you can see all kinds of abstract paintings and watercolor paintings.
The painting she painted was two meters long and a little over one meter high.
It is also a painting with extremely bright and rich colors and surrealism.
It seems like there is no point, but I can still feel the loneliness coming towards me.
This kind of vision is shocking and concrete.
Hearing the footsteps, Qiu Yi turned around and a smile spread across her charming and bright face, "Here I come."
She was wearing an apron covered in paint, and her black hair, which originally resembled a waterfall, was randomly clipped up with a clip.
The whole person lacks the usual bright and aggressive feeling, but instead has a kind of unusual laziness and comfort.
But that casual and relaxed look has not changed at all.
Meng Sheng walked up to her and asked her a few questions like whether she had eaten.
After looking at the entire painting, she asked again, "What is the name of this painting?"
"I haven't decided yet." Qiu Yi pondered for a moment, shrugged and said, "How about you help me pick one?"
this……
Meng Sheng thought about it seriously, "I can't imagine it, but I feel very lonely. It's like a person without any ties and feeling out of tune with the world."
Obviously there is no person in this painting.
Her mother Xu Li had commented on Qiu Yi's paintings before.
It is said to be like a story novel, or be and lonely.
Her paintings allow you to clearly feel what the painter was thinking when she put pen to paper, or what mood she wanted to express.
Qiu Yi nodded and smiled after hearing this, then casually said, "Let's call it 'Loneliness'. But... isn't this name a bit too common? Then... how about 'Monologue'? It's simple and nice."
Meng Sheng couldn't help laughing.
"Sister, your way of naming is becoming more and more casual and rude."
Qiu Yi shrugged, spread out his hands covered in paint, and looked at her helplessly, "I can't help it, naming is a problem. It's really difficult for me to name all the works.
Sometimes I can’t think of anything, so I just search for AI online and pick one that I like.”
Meng Sheng was speechless.
But she wasn't surprised, because it was very autumnal.
Autumn has always been casual and free.
After the small talk, she didn't waste any more time talking about "The Sigh of the Quantum Rose" and "The Crimson Paradox".
Qiu Yi opened his eyes wide, a little incredulous, and then asked seriously, "Plagiarism? Me? Has it been reported already?"
Meng Sheng opened his mouth when he heard this.
You can't say that the text message told her what would happen in the future, right?
unreasonable.
Can’t say either.
She was silent for a while, then said, "I have suppressed the rumors temporarily, but this is only temporary, we need to come up with a countermeasure quickly.
Sister Qiuyi, I definitely believe you. But the closing ceremony is the day after tomorrow. If this report gets out, it will be very disadvantageous to you and will directly affect the closing ceremony."
Qiu Yi frowned, looking serious, and finally sighed heavily.
"I see. In that case, I'll go to Kasumigaseki City this afternoon. It's too troublesome to use other methods. Compared to using my brain, I think it would be easier to use my limbs."
"Hmm? Kasumigaseki City?"
Meng Sheng was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on.
"Yes, the teacher is there."
Qiu Yi nodded, her tone flat and without any ups and downs, "I actually completed "The Sigh of the Quantum Rose" under the guidance of my teacher, and she also gave it the name."
Meng Sheng was shocked. "What...what? Senior Qing Daisheng is your teacher?"
She knew nothing about this.
Qiu Yi smiled helplessly, "It was actually a coincidence. I was not very creative at that time, so I went to Xiaguan City to collect inspiration and happened to meet her. She has a bit of a weird personality.
Later, she saw my painting "Sea of Entropy" and thought I had great potential, so she wanted to take me in as her last disciple.
Later, when I was in France, it was thanks to her connections that I was able to become a member of the French Artists Association so quickly, and it really benefited me a lot.
Over the years, I have communicated with her over the phone. Actually, I should have gone to see her during the Chinese New Year this year, but I was a little worried about Uncle Meng.
But it’s still in time to go today, and I can also invite her to attend the closing ceremony.”
I see.
Meng Sheng slowly suppressed the emotions on his face.
In this case...
Then things will be much simpler.
She breathed a sigh of relief. "It would be best if Teacher Qing Daisheng could come forward. Then the plagiarism rumor would be dispelled."
Qiu Yi narrowed her eyes, chuckled and said, "The joint exhibition has been going on for so long, but a plagiarism scandal broke out before the closing ceremony.
Meng Meng, don’t you think that… someone is targeting me? They are trying to trip me up.”
Meng Sheng nodded, looked at her, and said hesitantly, "It could also be targeting Yisheng Art Museum. The museum and you share the same honor and disgrace.
No matter who the enemy is targeting, we cannot let his plan succeed."
Qiu Yi sighed again, "It's been... many years since I played this kind of intrigue."
Meng Sheng laughed.
Is there intrigue?
It seemed as if she had used up 27 years of intrigue in just a few months.
Deal with Yu Qionghua, deal with Shang Boyu, deal with Ning Weiwei.
Until now, it seems that I can't stop.
Gu Porcelain.
She still hasn't fully figured out Gu Ci's position.
It's really difficult.
It's really tiring.
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