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Wang Xiaoyun noticed that Xing Chen ignored Mo Ge these days and thought that he just didn't like people who were not enthusiastic towards others.
But in order to change his opinion of Mogo, Wang Xiaoyun told Xing Chen several times that Mogo had good grades and had many fans on social platforms.
Xing Chen directly pointed out: "He posted a lot of photos of himself, right?"
Wang Xiaoyun was speechless, but still said that his painting was not bad.
The original words were: "You'll know once you've seen it. If you have a chance, you can also let your girlfriend see it. Maybe she'll like it and help promote it."
This sentence was a serious mistake and directly angered Xing Chen. But at least he still had his wits about him and did not get angry with Wang Xiaoyun, but just ignored him.
If Xing Chen suspected that something had happened between Mo Ge and Nan Ke, his attitude towards him would not be like this.
Perhaps in Mogo's opinion, Xing Chen disliked him and disliked him because he suspected that he and Nan Ke had something going on...
That's because he doesn't understand Xing Chen at all.
Xing Chen's dependence on and feelings for Nan Ke are much deeper than he imagined.
Of course, Mogo didn't know that the two of them lived together.
Otherwise, there would be no need to explain this sentence in vain.
I originally wanted to take the initiative to mention the restricted area to clarify the misunderstanding between the two of them, but I didn't expect to get this answer.
Mogo didn't know what else to say.
He heard Xing Chen sigh softly and asked him, "Are you short of money?"
"……yes."
After some hesitation, Mogo admitted it.
“There are many ways to make money.”
This is almost an open disdain.
Mogo was silent for two seconds, "I..."
"Forget it, that's your business. I have no right to comment." Xing Chen turned over, and his rejection gesture completely blocked the conversation.
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"The list of names I just told you about will be accompanied by a flower basket. Do you think it should be placed inside the hall or outside?"
Nan Ke shrugged boredly: "You can arrange it."
Su Su said: "Then we'll see the results and make adjustments at any time."
"good."
"Manta, how's the promotional video going?"
"Not bad. A celebrity helped to repost it, so at least the data looks much better. I saw some fans also said they would come. Regardless of whether they will come or not, at least they said it."
"OK."
Su Su looked at Nan Ke and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Manta: "Sister Su Su, the space inside the venue is limited. Maybe the flower basket can only be placed outside the venue."
Nan Ke raised an eyebrow and looked over. "Didn't I see the hall was quite empty yesterday? Su Su mentioned adding something a few days ago."
"Yes, but the piano is placed on the high platform in the hall, so the things originally there will have to be moved to the hall."
"Piano?" Nan Ke looked at Su Su with a puzzled look.
The latter slapped his head and said, "I completely forgot to tell you, didn't I?"
Nan Ke frowned slightly and asked her, "What exactly is going on?"
"Don't worry, it's a good thing."
Su Su glanced at Manta and said, "Go do something else first. If you have anything, feel free to contact me."
Susu didn't speak until Manta left.
"You remember the family with the Quan surname who had a very good relationship with your parents? Their youngest son was known as a genius pianist when he was young, don't you remember? You also complained to me about that kid's bad temper, don't you remember?"
“I do remember…”
Nan Ke frowned even more: "But what does it have to do with me?"
"His family hasn't been doing well in recent years. Their youngest son is blind and seems to be suffering from depression. His parents contacted me a while ago and said they were happy to hear you were having an exhibition. They first congratulated you and then mentioned how they used to have a good relationship with your family. Then they said their youngest son hadn't played the piano in a long time and wanted to play at your exhibition."
"Why?"
Nan Ke remembered that family. They used to always get together.
In my impression, there is only one word to describe that child - arrogant.
So arrogant.
"Isn't he a talented musician? He condescended to play the piano at an art exhibition? Could it be that my parents, who dislike me, specially sent him here to mess with me?"
"Don't worry, if that's the case, I have a plan B. But I spoke to him personally, and he said... you said something encouraging to him before, and he was very inspired, so he wanted to play the piano at your exhibition. It can be considered a collaborative interaction."
Su Su was obviously very excited and thought this was undoubtedly a good thing.
"encourage?"
Nan Ke couldn't remember at all: "...Is there?"
"It's okay if you don't remember, as long as others do. I've read his profile, and he has quite a few fans. This was a rather hasty decision, and I was originally planning to release a promotion today. He hasn't played the piano in a while, and his appearance at your exhibition is sure to be a big topic of discussion."
Since Su Su said so, Nan Ke didn't say anything more.
"Anyway, it's fine as long as you've reviewed it. We each do our own job."
"Don't worry, I will carefully review every person who comes to your exhibition and will not let any accidents happen."
Su Su said to Nan Ke, "Maybe his parents will thank you for this joint event."
She said, "If they're happy, they can go to your parents and say a few words. That would be much more helpful than you doing it here alone."
Nan Ke sneered: "I don't care."
On the opening day of the exhibition, Nan Ke was almost late.
The funny thing is, the reason she was almost late was because she overslept.
She hadn't suffered from insomnia for a long time, but for some reason, she couldn't sleep the night before, and finally used melatonin.
She would have nightmares after taking melatonin and would have a headache the next day, which was similar to the feeling of a hangover.
So she usually doesn't eat it much, and Xing Chen doesn't approve of her eating it.
When driving to the place, Susu was almost going crazy with anxiety, and only when she saw her did her heart finally settle down in her stomach.
"I knew we should both sleep here last night." Su Su helped her get her things and welcomed her in.
Nan Ke scratched his hair, fortunately he was just almost late, not actually late.
But this was not a good start, and she felt uneasy, thinking it was not a good sign.
After getting up, Nan Ke saw Xing Chen's message but didn't have time to reply. She looked at Su Su's bag, where her phone was still...
Forget it, let’s wait and see when we have the chance.
She quickly got herself ready and went to meet the guests who had arrived.
Nan Ke knew some of the people, but there were some that Nan Ke didn't know.
It seemed that they were not mainly there to see the exhibition and buy paintings. After asking, Nan Ke found out that those people were there to see Quan Xiu.
Quan Xiu?
Nan Ke felt his mind was in a mess, and it took him a while to remember who this name belonged to.
He was the one who was going to play the piano at her art exhibition.
So it cannot be said that those people came to see Quan Xiu, but it would be more accurate to say that they came to listen to him play the piano.
Several people asked her when Quan Xiu would appear, which confused Nan Ke.
How could she know that such a person would suddenly appear at her art exhibition? She only found out not long ago that such a person would suddenly appear at her art exhibition.
Considering the nightmare the night before and the fact that he was almost late today, Nan Ke suddenly felt that Susu's arrangement might be wrong and might not bring any good results.
She smiled and remained decent, made a joke, changed the subject and looked for an opportunity to leave.
When I saw Susu, I asked her where the boy named Quan Xiu was now.
Su Su glanced at the time and said, "It should be here soon." As soon as she finished speaking, she looked at the door and said, "Hey, it's here now."
Nan Ke followed her gaze and her whole body became stiff, but it was only for a moment and she soon returned to normal.
Su Su, who had been standing beside her, had already gone over to greet them. When Nan Ke realized it later and walked in front of the two people who had come, she just heard Quan Xiu ask, "Has Miss Nan Ke arrived?"
Su Su looked at her, and Nan Ke spoke softly and politely: "It is me, I'm here."
A smile played on Quan Xiu's lips: "We met a long time ago, I wonder if you still remember me."
Nan Ke's throat was a little dry: "I remember."
Quan Xiu smiled even more broadly, "Then let's talk about it when we have time."
He nodded to the person next to him, a boy who looked about the same age as Quan Xiu, with fair complexion and a baby face.
It was obvious that he had a tacit understanding with Quan Xiu. Without asking any questions, he led him to the platform.
Nan Ke and Su Su watched them move forward, standing still without moving. They just turned around and watched Quan Xiu and the boy sit down in front of the piano and make preparations before the performance.
Quan Xiu obviously did not take her art exhibition lightly. He wore a well-tailored dark blue suit with a black shirt underneath.
Nan Ke noticed that he even had his hair done, and he was very meticulous about it.
But it was this uncasualness and seriousness that made Nan Ke feel a little complicated.
That feeling appeared from the moment I saw Quan Xiu in person, but it became more and more intense.
"well."
Nan Ke looked at Su Su beside him and asked her, "Why are you sighing?"
"She's really good looking, what a shame."
"In his family, the brothers and sisters alone are more than you can handle. Each one is more powerful than the other. He is not suitable for you."
Unexpectedly, Su Su chuckled: "You did automatically block the messages from this group of people."
Nan Ke looked at her in confusion, and Su Su came over and spoke in a low voice.
"His sister died unexpectedly, and his brother and his parents are now very busy. Perhaps your parents also contributed to this."
Nan Ke frowned slightly, she knew nothing.
"Then you still let him come?"
Nan Ke has been away from home for many years and has long since cut ties with her parents. Although this is a common knowledge, there is no guarantee that Quan Xiu will transfer his hatred to her.
"It's just speculation. Besides, he's quite sincere. I didn't even mention any of his concerns, but he confessed to me, saying you are you and they are them."
Nan Ke didn’t understand, he didn’t understand at all.
She looked towards the platform. Quan Xiu seemed ready. Sure enough, the next moment the sound of the piano flowed out from his fingertips.
The entire exhibition hall fell silent in an instant.
This child was nothing like the one she had imagined him to be, from head to toe, except for his appearance.
What has he experienced during this time?
Nan Ke tried to recall the appearance of Quan Xiu when he first met him, but his thoughts were always pulled back to the present by those unfocused eyes.
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