The person who went out with Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu.
There was also Guan Bao, who was forcibly separated by the security guards.
At this moment.
Guan Bao's face was extremely ugly, and he had no mood to talk to the two of them.
He was holding his phone and talking on the phone with someone.
Lin Yu walked alongside him for a while.
Even though Guan Bao tried his best to lower his voice, it still couldn't escape Lin Yu's ears.
Both what he said and what the person on the phone said.
"Guan Bao, do you think I'm just someone you can insult at will? Just wait! I'm not going to let you off easily. If I can't deal with you, there are others who can!"
Guan Bao: "Sister Ping, what are you talking about! When did I ever say such things about you?"
"Stop pretending. Your current girlfriend created a group chat and spilled all the beans! Take a good look at it yourself. You've got more than just me who wants to screw you over."
"Beep beep beep..."
After the woman finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.
Guan Bao was shocked and quickly rummaged through his bag for another phone.
Damn it!
A group chat?
Did Jiang Yangmei do this behind his back after she found out?
"Ring ring ring... Ring ring ring..."
Guan Bao's main phone rang again.
The caller ID showed: President Feng.
He was an important investor in the website.
In Guan Bao's words, he also had a code name...
Sucker!
No matter how anxious he was inside.
He couldn't ignore President Feng's call.
Guan Bao: "Hello, President Feng? Good morning. I'm not in the company right now. You're looking for me..."
Guan Bao: "Me and your wife? How could I ever do that! Is someone deliberately spreading rumors about me?"
Guan Bao: "Suck... what sucker? How could I ever talk behind your back, let alone do anything to your wife!"
Guan Bao: "Meet this afternoon... Alright! Then let's meet and talk then..."
Damn it!
He had to check his phone right away!
Guan Bao reached his hand into his bag.
But...
His hand went straight through the bottom of the bag!
What the hell?
Why was the bag torn?
Did someone steal his phone while he was breaking up the fight?
There were cameras everywhere. How could they be so bold!
After thinking carefully...
Something was wrong!
What thief would buy a ticket to come in and steal?
Why not just pick someone's pocket or cut their satchel instead of going through so much trouble?
So...
"Jiang Yangmei, you bitch!"
Guan Bao raised his eyebrows and directly rushed through the security guards' blockade, dashing towards the studio with all his might.
It must have been Jiang Yangmei who took his phone when he wasn't paying attention.
Otherwise, how could she create a group chat?
How else could he have received such calls?
"Sir, please calm down. Don't go back!"
"Our staff is with your girlfriend. She'll be fine."
"Yes, sir. Please go to the lounge and wait for a while."
"..."
Two responsible security guards tried their best to stop Guan Bao.
"Let me go back. I'll really be in trouble if I don't!"
"Don't stop me. Get out of the way. Call your manager over!"
"..."
Looking at Guan Bao's embarrassed back as he rushed forward.
Lin Yu shook his head helplessly.
He crumpled up the spare small piece of drawing paper in his hand into a small ball and stuffed it into his pocket.
Tsk tsk tsk.
The edges of the drawing paper were really sharp and useful.
Lin Yu didn't take Guan Bao's phone.
He just used the "Flinging Leaves Like Flying Arrows" technique to cut open his satchel during the chaos.
Let the phone fall into the studio.
As for who picked it up... he didn't care at all.
He didn't need to do anything from now on.
The families of those whose "grass near the nest" he had messed with would come to find Guan Bao on their own.
...
In the exhibition hall.
Lin Yu and Ye Mengfu came to the big screen.
Among the three paintings scrolling on the screen, one was Ye Mengfu's "Bai Xiaotian".
Since the characters for the paintings had to be selected from those that would appear in the Starry Sky Show.
Ye Mengfu's favorite Chacha Bear didn't appear in the video of the Starry Sky Show.
So.
She chose another character she liked, "Bai Xiaotian".
The whole painting was in black and white lines, depicting a cute little elf.
In one corner of the painting, there was a bright red potted flower.
Ironically.
The second award-winning painting scrolling on the big screen was signed by...
Jiang Yangmei!
In a competition where there were only winning spots and no scores to distinguish the rankings.
She tied with Ye Mengfu.
Lin Yu looked up at her painting and couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart.
The character Jiang Yangmei chose to paint was called "Hei Xiaoye".
Both Hei Xiaoye and Bai Xiaotian were comic characters in the "Magic Fails" series of the "Lost Paradise".
"White Xiaotian's life is only in black and white."
"She can't see colors with her eyes."
"But she never tells others the real details of life:"
"There are deep white, light white, pale white, thick white..."
"There are deep black, light black, pale black, thick black..."
"——"
"Black Xiaoye's world is extremely colorful and beautiful."
"He can turn a barren grassland into a garden full of flowers all the way."
"He will tell people:"
"Magic is in my heart, and the devil is in yours."
Picture books aimed at teenagers and children.
Aren't they also a reflection of adults' lives?
Ye Mengfu's eyes sparkled as she stared at Jiang Yangmei's painting without saying a word for a long time.
Until...
"Hello. Excuse me, are you the painter Ye Mengfu?"
An elegant middle-aged woman walked up to the two of them and politely addressed them.
Lin Yu had an impression of this woman.
She was one of those who had been sitting on the judging panel just now!
"Yes... It's me."
"Hello... Teacher Weiba."
Ye Mengfu looked at the woman who greeted her, and her cheeks quickly flushed red.
At the same time, she carefully reached out her hand.
Lin Yu could clearly sense that after calling out "Teacher Weiba",
Ye Mengfu's eyes were filled with admiration.
It seemed that "Weiba" should be the woman's pen - name.
Being able to easily call out the other person's name,
this Teacher Weiba must be a quite famous painter.
"So you know me! Can I call you Xiaofu?"
Teacher Weiba shook hands with Ye Mengfu.
She didn't find anything strange about Ye Mengfu's introverted manner.
"Sure... Teacher Weiba's works..."
"Are excellent! I've... read them all."
Ye Mengfu clasped her hands behind her back.
Rarely, she spoke a lot of words in one breath.
Hearing this, Teacher Weiba showed a kind smile on her face:
"It's my honor."
"Xiaofu, there's a question I really want to ask you in person..."
"In Teacher Jimmy's works, 'Bai Xiaotian' is always depicted in black - and - white line drawings.
Why did you choose to add a red little flower?"
Ye Mengfu's pupils sparkled as she replied:
"I remember it was written in the picture book..."
"In the world of black and white, Bai Xiaotian emits a faint light in the dark corner."
"When I was painting, I thought..."
"What she saw with her eyes might be black and white.
But it shouldn't be the same in her heart."
"The flower in her heart... must be bright!"
...
(This is the first update today. We're only 243 "powered - by - love" short of an extra update. Thank you all for your support!)
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