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"Nine East Street, new life gallery."

Gu chaoluo put most of his face in his scarf and got into the taxi, yawning as he got on.

I'm so sleepy.

The taxi arrived soon. Gu chaoluo didn't see Shen Chaosheng when he entered the gallery.

As soon as he walked into the gallery, there was a rush of heat. Gu chaoluo pulled his scarf and loosened it.

He looked around for a circle, but he didn't see Shen Chaosheng's figure. He hesitated between calling him or going to find him by himself. However, his coming was a surprise to Shen Chaosheng.

Gu chaoluo was standing alone at the entrance of the gallery. When he was still struggling, he suddenly heard the voice of Shen Chaosheng coming from inside.

Subconsciously, he raised his feet and saw Shen Chaosheng standing in the middle of the main exhibition hall, surrounded by people. He did not know what he was doing.

"Thank you for coming today."

Gu chaoluo listened to the sound coming from the speaker box, moved slowly behind the crowd, and stopped at a place with a lower average altitude in front of him.

Shen Chaosheng is wearing a black suit today, and the long black windbreaker he is wearing is also a more atmospheric style.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by a picture of red cloth.

"This painting is a special exhibition of this painting exhibition, and I decided the central theme of this exhibition temporarily based on this painting."

The onlookers in the front row couldn't wait, "what is Chengchao teacher? Don't be so cynical. Let's unveil the mystery of it

Shen Chaosheng laughed and pinched a corner of the red cloth

Gu chaoluo, who was seen in the crowd, was intrigued by his move. His eyes moved from Shen Chaosheng's face to the covered painting.

What's the painting? How mysterious?

"Two..."

Everyone looked at Shen Chaosheng's hand expectantly.

"One."

The red cloth slowly pulled off, revealing the true face of the painting.

Gu chaoluo looked at the painting, and his pupil suddenly shrank into a small dot. His black eyes like amber clearly reflected the picture he saw.

The picture shows a boy lying on the bed with his face on his side covered with a quilt. His whole body is trapped in the quilt. The outline of his face is blocked by a white pillow. A small group of loose hairs are lying on the pillow, but even so, it can't cover up the beautiful and prominent facial features of the people in the painting.

It was a black-and-white painting without coloring. Only the person on the picture had a blue halo on his left ring finger on the pillow.

This is him.

"The central theme is Shen Chaosheng pauses for a moment, "ebb tide."

Tides rise and fall, just for you.

Once the flowers fall, the tide grows.

Shen Chaosheng's voice came out through the speaker. He walked around the gallery again and again. Gu chaoluo suddenly raised his head to look for Shen Chaosheng's face, but he just hit a pair of smiling eyes.

Shen Chaosheng has a unique skill. He can find Gu chaoluo in the crowd at a glance.

"Wow! This painting! Mr. Chengchao, is this a model? Or did you imagine it yourself? The facial features are very artistic! If this is a model, can you introduce it to us? These facial features are very suitable for modeling

Shen Chaosheng smiles and doesn't answer any questions. His eyes are fixed on the dazed Gu chaoluo. He raises the microphone and nods to everyone.

"I hope you can have a good time. Thank you."