Women only affect the speed of my reasoning!

Sometimes, if I had come earlier, I would have come to the office to increase my presence, tease my sister, and chat with Qin Sanshu.

And if the weather is bad and rains that day, just stay in the car and wait for Yukino to come out on her own.

Rather than insisting that she had any agenda, it was more like she simply missed her own high school life, so she came here to feel the atmosphere.

In contrast, Rita, who had previously threatened to bring Mashiro back to England, never showed up.

Unknowingly, the day finally came to the weekend.

It was exactly nine o'clock in the morning on Saturday. In the living room of Sakurasou, Qin Yushu and Mashiro were sitting around the dining table having breakfast. Breakfast was pasta, while Yukiko was still catching up on her sleep due to excessive physical exertion last night.

At the entrance, the crisp doorbell rang on time.

Ding-dong-

As if he noticed something, Mashiro came back from immersed in the pasta, raised his little face half covered with spaghetti sauce, stopped moving his bulging cheeks, and turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the entrance.

Then a warm palm gently touched the top of her head.

"It's okay, I'll go take a look."

With that said, Qin Sanshu walked towards the door while eating on the plate.

Opening the door, as expected, Rita, whom she hadn't seen for a few days, was standing at the door.

"Hi~"

When she saw Qin Ushu opening the door, she smiled and waved, seeming very happy.

"Ciao." Qin Sanshu nodded and responded politely.

He looked up and down. Today, Rita was wearing clothes suitable for going out. The upper body was a slim-fitting light pink shirt, which highlighted her proud bust and tightly tied the waist. The lower body was a pair of The dark pleated skirt, bare legs, and a pair of small flat leather shoes on her feet gave the impression that she was wearing a uniform from an aristocratic school.

Coupled with the girl's delicate face and her eyes as blue as the sea, to sum up in one sentence, she is a super beautiful girl.

And because the colors of the clothes are very similar, they are all light pink on the upper body and dark on the lower body, so that today Rita looks like she and Qin Uanshu are wearing couple's clothes.

It's pretty good-looking, but...

snoring~

The two of them stared at each other at the gate for about 20 seconds. During this period, Qin Ushu, who had been eating pasta, asked abruptly.

"Aren't you cold in what you wear?"

"It's okay, I was in the car on the way here." Rita's smile was slightly stiff, and her words seemed to have a different meaning, "But it's a little cold to stand outside like this all the time."

She subconsciously rubbed her legs together.

Qin Xianshu glanced at the girl incomprehensively, then turned around and walked toward the house without closing the door.

"Anyway, come in first, I'll be there soon."

"Excuse me then~ It's really surprising that you still remember what I said a few days ago, Mr. Qin..."

Rita took out two shoe covers from the shoe rack in the entrance and put them on, then walked into the living room.

And when she saw Mashiro, who also had a plate of spaghetti in front of him at the dining table, looking at her silently, Rita did not show any concern about the unpleasant incident that happened a few days ago, but took the chopsticks. He smiled as warmly as ever.

"We meet again, Zhenbai, but I'm not here to see you today, I'm here to see Brother Qin."

"...I know, Xian Shu told me."

The girl nodded slightly and said.

"Yeah, that's good." Rita narrowed her eyes with a smile.

Her eyesight was not bad. Through the collar of her pure white pajamas, she could clearly see the faded kiss marks on her delicate collarbone, which were obviously made in the past two days.

After a while, Qin Sanshu walked out of the kitchen. He just put the plates and chopsticks into the sink.

Taking out two napkins to wipe off the spaghetti sauce on Mashiro's face, Qin Ushu asked softly.

"Then I set off?"

"Um……"

Mashiro nodded her little head again.

"come back earlier."

"learn."

Qin Xianshu straightened up and looked at Rita sitting aside.

"Let's go."

"Hmm~"

It should be said that he really deserves to be from a British artistic family, and he is really rich if he is rich.

When you come, you take a taxi, and when you go, you still take a taxi.

But then again, those who can devote themselves to art are basically rich people. Those who have no money and are still persistent in art will end up either dying of illness or starving. In short, most of them end up miserable.

During the taxi's journey from Sakurasou, Qin Sanshu only asked about the destination once, and Rita's response was not beyond his expectations.

——You’ll know when you get there.

She said so.

So 10 minutes later, the taxi stopped steadily in front of a towering hotel with a very grand and luxurious facade.

"hotel?"

After getting out of the car, looking at the hotel door in front of him and the golden plaque with English characters on the top, the high school detective couldn't help but make a confused sound.

But the next second his hand was grabbed.

As if to prevent Qin Xianshu from escaping before the battle, Rita had the foresight to clasp his wrist with her backhand, with just the right amount of shyness on her face.

"Although I understand that Brother Qin you are not mentally prepared yet, I believe you will not show resistance at the hotel gate and embarrass the girl, right?"

After saying this, she didn't even wait for Qin Sanshu to answer. She picked up the latter and ran towards the door.

Qin Xianshu didn't resist, he was just a little confused.

He could probably guess why Rita asked him out today. She just wanted to convince him, Mashiro's boyfriend, that it would be best to persuade Mashiro to return to England just like her.

And the most effective way is undoubtedly to turn him into one of those people who are "looking forward to Mashiro's next painting".

But then again, if you want to appreciate Mashiro's past works, you should go to the art exhibition. Why come to the hotel?

Does anyone still hold art exhibitions in hotels?

Don't say it, there really is.

Taking the hotel elevator up to the third floor, the elevator door opened, and the huge words on the billboards on both sides came into view.

——Modern Artists Art Exhibition.

Chapter 252 Give you a good thing

"Someone would actually hold an art exhibition here?"

Qin Sanshu emphasized the word "here".

The first floor of the hotel is the hall for various procedures in the class, the second floor is the lobby for weddings, birthdays, and the like, and the third floor is for various private rooms.

There are large and small private rooms, and each private room door will have a house label attached, such as Hongyun Hall, Fulai Hall, etc.

But now all these labels have been removed, along with the tables and chairs inside, and replaced by art paintings.

A melodious aria echoed throughout the entire floor. The scarlet ceiling, walls and floors, illuminated by bright warm lights, were flowing with a gorgeous color between blood and roses.

It was obvious that someone had the gall to book this place and all the boxes on the entire floor.

There is no charge desk, and there is no waiter responsible for accepting invitations. Anyone who takes the elevator to the third floor can enter.

It is true that booking so many boxes will not cost too much, and it may be much cheaper than advertising space at the comic exhibition. But you must know that this is a free art exhibition. If you add so much borrowing from those painters to the cost, The cost of painting is indeed a large expense.

It should be said that fortunately this is a modern art exhibition, and the creators of most of the works in it are still alive.

Rita's gaze has been on Qin Shanshu's face since the elevator door opened. However, it is a pity that the expression of confusion she expected did not appear on the latter's face.

Faced with the aura of class that hit her face, the high school detective just shrugged and pulled her out of the elevator.

"Let's go, there must be something specific you want me to see, right?"

"Uh……"

Rita was stunned for a moment, then followed with small steps.

"Have you ever been to a place like this before?" she asked pretending to be casual.

"I was invited to go there a few times, but then I felt it was boring and I never went there again."

When Qin Xianshu said this, he happened to pass by a middle-aged man who looked like a rich man with a big belly. The moment they passed each other, he heard the other man explaining the origin of a certain painting with the young and beautiful companion on his arm. Compared with the painter's life, his voice is not loud or even very light. There is no arrogance like half a bucket of water everywhere, and he can be said to be quite gentle and gentle.

But the premise is that you have to ignore his glance at the naked white flesh of the female companion's chest from time to time.

Not many people came to visit, but definitely a lot. It was held here quietly, without any advertisements, and it didn't even appear on the notice boards marking each floor in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel. It was completely It is an internal gathering within the industry, so most of the people who come are "industry insiders."

"Well, it should be here."

Rita pulled Qin Xianshu all the way to the door of a private room that had also been temporarily converted into an exhibition room. After confirming the numbered door number, she walked directly inside.

Turn right after entering the door, and the order of viewing is counter-clockwise. Paintings are hung on the wall, with a distance of two or three meters between each painting.

Rita stopped in front of the fourth painting, her head held high.

"Please see."

"Ok?"

Qin Xianshu followed her line of sight, and the moment he touched the painting, he was suddenly stunned.

The picture is a landscape of the seabed. The scene depicted in the landscape is not grand, it can even be said to be quite small. It is only a small corner of the seabed, but it includes red corals, fluttering kelp, and floating bubbles. , fish and the skylight shining down from the sea.

Everything is so lifelike that you can be immersed in it just by looking at it, as if you are on the blue seabed, with the sound of water churning in your ears.

In the lower right corner of the painting, there is a signature in English with the Roman pronunciation "Mashiro (真白)".

"This is the last work Mashiro painted before coming to Japan, so do you understand a little bit about Mashiro?"

Rita's voice rang in the high school detective's ears, bringing him back to reality.

Qin Xianshu took a deep breath and murmured.

"I really don't want to point it out, there is someone who will succeed Xin Haicheng..."

"Uh, Xin Haicheng?"

"It's nothing, just a detail-mad money warrior. Every frame of the animation he makes can be screenshotted and used as wallpaper on computers and mobile phones."

"Oh, that's really cool... uh no! That's all you want to say!?"

Rita suddenly came to her senses and her voice suddenly rose an octave.

Because of her sudden loud voice, other people in the same box who came to visit the art exhibition all looked at her in surprise.

"Otherwise, what do you want me to say?" Qin Sanshu spread his hands, "Although I don't know why Rita, you insist that I will change my position immediately after reading the painting, and work with you to persuade Mashiro to return to England to continue painting her. It’s an artistic painting, but after reading it, I really felt this way: it’s a good painting, it’s a good painting, that’s all.”

"Don't you think at all..."

"Sorry, I don't think so."

Qin Xianshu interrupted her directly.

"All great creations start from love rather than talent. Just like no Wanding.com writer has only one thought in his head when he first hits the keyboard and starts writing, the same is true for painting. Likewise, it just starts from the throbbing in my heart. I write because I want to write, and I draw because I want to draw. There are so many reasons why.”

"If something is neither illegal nor moral, then there is only one factor that can determine whether you do it or not, depending on whether you want to do it or not."

Qin Xianshu's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Rita's heart one after another. The shell that she had wrapped herself in hung to pieces, and the seemingly indestructible armor collapsed at this moment.

Abbreviated as, breach of defense.

"Then why did I give up painting in the first place!" The girl cried heartbreakingly.

Oh, so you gave up painting because of Mashiro. In the modern version, there is no better way to be good than to be good, right?

No, your (TM) mentality is worse than that of Zhou Yu. After all, Zhou Yu was so angry that he vomited blood before sending it.

Qin Xianshu's heart showed no fluctuation, so his tone also showed no fluctuation, and he shrugged.

"Ask yourself, how could I know?"