At night, Lin Chengyu dragged his tired body home.
As soon as he entered, Song Ziqing came up to him with a hint of anticipation in his eyes and said softly, "Ayu, my teacher's art exhibition will end tomorrow."
Her voice carried a hint of excitement, as if she were thrilled about the upcoming grand event.
Lin Chengyu frowned slightly. He knew that Song Ziqing's teacher was highly respected in the Hong Kong art world, so this art exhibition was naturally attracting a lot of attention.
Song Ziqing continued, "I heard from the teacher that tomorrow he has not only invited reporters from major newspapers in Hong Kong, but also many cultural figures from Hong Kong's upper class."
Her tone was full of excitement, and she seemed very interested in the arrival of these celebrities, as if she were looking forward to watching a live television program.
A complex mix of emotions welled up in Lin Chengyu's heart. He knew that this was an important opportunity for Song Ziqing's teacher to showcase his abilities, but it also meant immense pressure.
After all, the previous few days were attended by Hong Kong citizens and ordinary people, and only the last day was attended by the painter himself and his invited friends.
He looked at Song Ziqing and asked with concern, "Have all the preparations been completed?"
Song Ziqing nodded, a relieved smile on his face: "Everything is ready. I've framed the Jianghai painting very beautifully, hoping it will attract more attention. Wang Shitou has also sent his painting to the exhibition hall. Everything is arranged perfectly."
Lin Chengyu's worries lessened slightly upon hearing this. He knew that Song Ziqing had put in a lot of effort for this art exhibition, and he hoped that everything would go smoothly.
Whether in the East or the West, it is always the case that when the master has something to do, the apprentice will do it.
Jones's art exhibition was all set up with the help of Song Ziqing and his team.
Lin Chengyu originally wanted to help, but he was also busy with the Canton Fair, plus there were so many companies whose affairs were waiting for him to handle.
Song Ziqing felt sorry for him, so she refused his help and instead set up the art exhibition herself.
After all, she will hold her own art exhibition in the future, so she should first learn from professionals.
He patted Song Ziqing on the shoulder and encouraged him, "I believe your efforts will pay off, and this art exhibition will definitely be a success."
Song Ziqing looked at Lin Chengyu with confidence, her eyes shining with determination: "Of course, Ayu. I believe your paintings will touch everyone's hearts. However, I don't know if my 'River and Sea Painting' will be well-received!"
They smiled at each other, their eyes filled with anticipation for the future. On this night, they seemed to see the glory of the successful art exhibition, and also their own growth and progress on their artistic journeys.
"Don't worry, Ziqing. Your paintings are very unique and will definitely attract attention," Lin Chengyu reassured her.
"I hope so," Song Ziqing sighed softly. "However, no matter the outcome, this art exhibition will be a valuable experience."
Lin Chengyu nodded. He understood that Song Ziqing's pursuit was not only external recognition, but also his dedication and love for art.
"By the way, how are things going with the follow-up issues at the Canton Fair?" Song Ziqing asked with concern.
"It went relatively smoothly, but there were some tricky issues that needed to be resolved. After all, the Canton Fair has already closed, but cooperation with major cities and factories still needs to continue."
Currently, all roads from Hong Kong to the mainland are closed, only the sea route remains open. However, every trip to major coastal cities and dealing with the people there is still very troublesome, with various problems arising from time to time.
Lin Chengyu briefly explained the situation.
"You've worked hard, Ayu." Song Ziqing held his hand. "I'll take care of things at home, so you can focus on your work. Our Xiaocheng and Xiaoyu are both well-behaved children."
Lin Chengyu held the warmth in his hand tightly, a warm current flowing into his heart, making him feel much more at ease.
He said softly, "I'll make time to go with you to Jones's art exhibition tomorrow. By the way, Mom and Dad should be going too, right? They probably don't want to miss such a rare exhibition."
A happy smile spread across Song Ziqing's face as she gently replied, "Okay, Mom and Dad have already made plans with Jones to attend tomorrow. In fact, they've been going to the art exhibition whenever they have time these past few days, and their relationship with Teacher Jones is getting closer and closer."
Night had fallen, and the moonlight, like water, streamed through the window. The two sat on the sofa, enjoying this peaceful moment. They chatted for a while, sharing their feelings and hopes for the future.
Then, they quietly got up and went to their children's room.
They tiptoed in through the door, careful not to wake the sleeping babies.
The two babies lay peacefully in bed, their sleeping postures adorable, like angels. Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with affection.
After seeing the children, they went back to their room together.
The room was filled with a warm and cozy atmosphere, making one feel incredibly relaxed.
They lay in bed, embracing each other tightly, conserving their energy for tomorrow's art exhibition and work, looking forward to the arrival of a new day.
On this peaceful night, their love deepened and their family felt even warmer.
The next day, under bright sunshine, Jones' final day of art exhibition opened in a lively atmosphere.
This exhibition is not only a feast for the eyes, but also the illustrious beginning of Jones's artistic career.
The art exhibition was bustling with people, and every artwork attracted the attention of the audience.
Jones's works are unique in style, with vibrant colors, smooth lines, and full of vitality and creativity.
Apart from a small number of rare, non-sale items, the other works were fiercely contested by various families in Hong Kong.
The family representatives' passion for art and their appreciation of Jones's work created a lively atmosphere at the auction, with bids rising and falling.
Among the many dazzling works, Song Ziqing's eyes were deeply attracted by a jasmine painting.
This work was meticulously painted by Jones while he was in Hong Kong. The jasmine flowers in the painting are so lifelike that they seem to be growing in the courtyard of the Song family's villa on the hillside.
As Song Ziqing gazed at the painting, he seemed to smell the fresh and elegant fragrance of jasmine and feel its exquisite beauty that seemed to exist apart from the world.
Her eyes revealed a deep sense of rapture and longing, as if she were drawn into a tranquil and beautiful world by the jasmine flowers in the painting.
The painting touched the softest corner of her heart with its unique charm, prompting her to decide to photograph it and keep it as a precious keepsake.
For Song Ziqing, this painting is more than just an unparalleled work of art.
The jasmine flowers in the painting are as white as snow and have a sweet fragrance, symbolizing purity and elegance, which are exactly the qualities she admires.
Taking this picture seemed to create a tacit understanding and resonance between her and Jones, forging an indescribable bond between teacher and student.
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