There has never been much communication, but across the small screen, there is a different approach. It is a place that belongs to only two people, no one knows, and is not disturbed.

I look at it every day, but don't dare to get close. Now that have let go, how dare bother again. The scene of being close to Zhan Ming appeared in front of him again, and even his appearance in the middle of the night, adding as a friend was the limit of what he could do.

The ring on hand had already been taken off when met that day, but it was just put in pocket. wanted to take it out in time and rub it.

The ring has been worn for two years, and the ring marks on the finger are still shallow, but the missing piece is really missing.

...

In the museum, Cheng Ji'an began to restore a Ming Dynasty painting "Happy Birthday". Because only a small part of it was damaged, and it was an area that she was very good at, Mr. Feng let her operate independently, and occasionally gave some guidance.

Cheng Ji'an knew that this was the teacher's trust and respect for him, so he didn't dare to be distracted, so he threw himself into it, and put aside his involvement with Ji Chongjun that night.

In the past two days, she has also taken out her mobile phone from time to time and checked out WeChat. The name of Ji Chongjun is still in the friend column, and the chat history in the message is still kept, but it still looks like a dream. She still didn't know why Ji Chongjun added her as a friend that day, and he never asked her again after that.

Sometimes when open his profile, it is always blank.

He was always doing something to make her guess, but in a flash, she didn't dare to think about it again.

On the other hand, Du Baosheng will occasionally send messages, but they are all obviously forwarded jokes, or blessings, or chicken soup, which are not very nutritious. She is more active in the group, and the topic will turn to her from time to time, sometimes saying a few compliments, sometimes making a few jokes, but they never go beyond the point, as if she is just a well-rounded person taking care of everyone's emotions. It's just that others may not understand, but she feels clearly that Du Baosheng is interested in her.

Du Baosheng is fifty-two years old this year. He has married two wives, one has passed away and the other has been divorced. Now he is over half of the age and has countless beautiful appearances. He wants to marry a third wife. Young and beautiful, naturally the first choice, all talented and knowledgeable, even better.

This may be the dream of every man. If you throw out the conditions, many people will agree to it, but Cheng Ji'an has no intention at all.

In terms of age, he can be her father; in terms of concept, they are not the same.

It's just that Du Baosheng can move forward and retreat, and she has never found it, so she just doesn't know.

Zhan Ming would also come out and say a few words. Cheng Ji'an thought that the unusual silence on the first night might be because Ji Chongjun was there, and he was afraid that his appearance would embarrass her.

The longer they get along, the more valuable he becomes, the more thoughtful and meticulous he is, and it doesn't seem like he should have at his age.

There were even a few times when Du Baosheng's topic was slightly directional, but he dismissed it lightly with a few words. Cheng Ji'an thought that he must have seen Du Baosheng's intentions towards her, but he never asked her for confirmation. Such as at parties, such as those rumors of Yin Xudong.

It's just that every time she wants to thank her, he just tells her not to care.

...

Time passed bit by bit, and in the middle of May, the world outside had already been turned upside down.

This morning, she went to work early in the morning, and as soon as she entered the office, Wenjuan came running fast.

"Xiao Cheng, you're going to be popular!" She held the phone in her hand, and her face was full of surprises.

Cheng Ji'an took a look, it was a post, but the title was "Sunflower Girl", reflecting your heart, what you see is despair? Still hope?

Pull down, the content of the main building is that the owner accidentally discovered this painting, and was deeply shocked, but when shared it with the people around me, there were differences of opinion, so deliberately asked the Internet to ask, this painting expresses gorgeousness in the end Despair in despair, or hope in despair.

The post was posted at 4:00 pm yesterday, and it has already received millions of views and thousands of replies. In the beginning, most of them were rational analysis and serious discussion. Later, there were arguments and fights because of different views. Later, they finally turned around, but they were questioned whether it was hype by the author. However, this view was quickly refuted by some professionals in the building. This painting was exhibited in the personal exhibition of Mr. Feng Huaiqing, and it has been sold at a high price. What is the speculation? Immediately after someone posted the news testimony from a few days ago, the hype was suppressed, and the topic quickly returned to the topic.

It's just that the debate is still going on. At first, this post was only posted on a certain forum, but now it has been reprinted by various companies, and it has been published in web entertainment news, and it has also been brushed as a topic on Weibo.

Hope or despair seems to be a question that everyone wants to see through.

Wenjuan found out about the above by swiping Weibo on the way to work.

Cheng Ji'an listened to Wen Juan's excited words, and swept the content of the post in general. She was a little surprised. She really didn't expect that her painting could cause such waves.

It's just that she can draw despair or hope?

...

Although she was surprised, Cheng Ji'an didn't take it too seriously, but continued to start her restoration work.

When it was noon, Senior Brother Da Pan called.

"Someone wants to interview me?" Cheng Ji'an was a little stunned after hearing Senior Brother Da Pan's retelling.

"Sunflower Girl" quickly became popular on the Internet. While all netizens were still discussing it, the media with a keen sense of smell quickly captured business opportunities. In the Internet age, it all depends on traffic. Whoever can grasp the topic will be able to succeed more favorably. When everyone is discussing which option is in the end, if you find the author first, find the answer, and make it public, it will naturally attract everyone's attention. If there are still stories worth exploring and hyping it up, maybe it can gather more attention.

And what's the difficulty in finding the author? Feng Lao's exhibition is not over yet, so you can contact the organizer.

Cheng Ji'an didn't expect things to develop like this, and couldn't help laughing and laughing, but she still let her senior brother reject the requests of those people. It was not what she thought that painting would become a topic, not to mention that people became the center of it.

But when it was time to eat, Wenjuan told her that someone in the post really started to propose to find the author and let the author reveal the real answer.

Cheng Ji'an looked at it and smiled.

...

The restoration work of the "Happy Birthday" is gradually coming to an end. Cheng Ji'an carefully checked all the fine brushwork, and handed it over to Mr. Feng for review, and finally got a positive answer.

Never disappointed, Cheng Ji'an felt at ease for a while, and finally packed up the painting properly and prepared to hand it over to the warehouse.

Suddenly there was a voice outside the door, and when looked up, saw Dean Wang leading a few people over.

The head is a woman who can't tell her age, about 30 or 40 years old, well maintained, not too tall, and has a good temperament. It seems that his status is extraordinary, because there are many people in the museum, and Dean Wang rarely accompanies him in person.

There are several men behind.

"This is the painting and calligraphy department, please come inside." After walking down the corridor, Dean Wang had spoken again.

Hearing that he came to the painting and calligraphy department, Cheng Ji'an turned sideways, and Feng Lao, who was discussing a damaged painting, and several other teachers and students also looked over.

"Everyone is busy, don't worry about us, I just took Ms. Ming to see our Antiquities Restoration Center." Dean Wang introduced with a smile.

"I'm really sorry to disturb everyone." Ms. Ming also smiled and apologized.

His eyes swept around and landed on Cheng Ji'an again. He stopped wandering, nodded slightly, and smiled again.

Her brows were bright and her smile was gentle and friendly.

Cheng Ji'an also smiled.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side.

The people on the side have looked over again, and a "sister-in-law" arouses too much curiosity.

Cheng Ji'an followed the prestige, but saw a man walking out behind Ms. Ming, looking at her in surprise. Twenty-seven or eight years old, with a handsome appearance and a somewhat cynical look.

"I'm Xu Zhen, Brother Jun's friend." Seeing that she didn't seem to remember herself, Xu Zhen explained quickly, "We met before the elevator in Shangcheng Club."

Cheng Ji'an's face changed slightly, but he quickly eased, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, you've identified the wrong person."

Turning around and continuing to work, there was a hint of shyness in the lowered eyes.

Although she still didn't recognize him, the words "Brother Jun" and "Shangcheng Club" have proved everything.

I just didn't expect to meet you here.

"Have you admitted the wrong person?" Xu Zhen was a little dazed and wanted to say something, but Cheng Ji'an had obviously stopped paying attention to him.

The fact that he came to Huadu was still known to his family. His father didn't care about him. His mother was worried, so she called his cousin and asked her to take good care of him. No, he has been carried away for the past two days, and even today Ti slipped into the museum.

What fun is there in the museum, it's all old things, and he's bored after him. Who knows if he accidentally sees an acquaintance.

Just why is Brother Jun's wife here?

Is she Jun's wife?

Xu Zhen stood behind and looked left and right, full of doubts in his heart.

Cheng Ji'an finally did the finishing touches, and she was not going to take care of the things on the side.

Only one person walked by.

"What are you doing?" Ms. Ming asked with a smile.

Cheng Ji'an didn't expect her to come over. She was a little surprised, "This is a restored painting. It's finished. I'll seal it up again. I'll send it back to the warehouse later." The scent, though mild, is special.

It seems to have smelled it somewhere.

"That's it, thank you for telling me." Ms. Ming said, but she turned her eyes on the inside of the desk, "What is that?"

Cheng Ji'an was a little flustered when she saw her pointing at a few of her own drawings, "That's a random drawing I made."

Wanting to put it away, Ms. Ming said again, "Can you show it to me?"

Cheng Ji'an hesitated, but Ms. Ming's eyes were sincere, so she had to hand over the manuscript in her hand. Glancing at Dean Wang next to him, he was asking Mr. Feng and the others about the residual painting, but he didn't care.

Dean Wang had something to do just now, so Ms. Ming only asked him to take care of himself and leave himself alone.

"This is a costume design draft?" Ms. Ming glanced at it, a little surprised.

Cheng Ji'an was also ashamed, "Yes. I drew it casually."

It was indeed the clothing design drawing she drew. Last time, I went to the mall with Zhanming to buy a dress at a high price. After returning, I came up with the idea of ​​designing and making it myself. She studied art, and she also took many related subjects seriously, one of which is fashion design. And recently, in her spare time, she drew a few design drafts, and was about to go to a custom workshop tonight to ask about it. As a result, at noon, she thought of something and revised it again. Later, when she was busy with something, she took care of it and put it aside...

"Your design is very special and innovative, I like it very much."

I thought people were just looking at it casually, but who would have known such a compliment.

Looking at Ms. Ming, Ms. Ming just smiled softly, "I make clothes."

Cheng Ji'an was surprised.

"Are you going to make this into ready-to-wear?" Ms. Ming asked again.

"Yes," Cheng Ji'an nodded, "I'm going to go to Fortune Street for consultation tonight."

"Can you leave it to me? The craftsman of Fulinjie can do it, but it's a waste for such a work." Ms. Ming said.

Cheng Ji'an was stunned, and then said, "Of course." Although she still didn't know the true identity of the person in front of her, her words and smiles were too hard to refuse.

"Thank you." Ms. Ming thanked her with a smile, put her drawings in her bag, and then took out a business card, "You can come to me anytime if you have anything."

"Okay." Cheng Ji'an took it with both hands. At a glance, there is no title, just a name, a number. Silver texture, high-end and elegant.

- Ming Jin.

Cheng Ji'an recited silently, always feeling that the name was a bit familiar.

At this time, another person entered the door, but it was Zhan Ming.His footsteps were a little hurried, and his breathing was a little short, as if he had come from a long way to get news.

His movement was a bit loud, and many people noticed it and turned their heads one after another.

Zhan Ming, however, seemed to be looking for something. He swept around, first saw the dean, and then quickly turned his head. When he saw Ms. Ming standing beside Cheng Ji'an, his eyes settled down, but he supported him again.The door frame, rolled his eyes, looking a little helpless.

Cheng Ji'an couldn't help being a little surprised that he had ever seen him like this.Looking to the side, Ms. Ming just smiled and said nothing.

Smelling the scent on her body, Cheng Ji Anxin moved and understood a little.