I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

Although except for a few of Yang Cong's paintings, the others are indeed not worth much money.

But three hundred yuan is still a "symbolic" price.

Therefore, regardless of whether Yang Cong felt that Yuan Linhao was pitiful or that they were destined to be together, his actions at this moment reflected the artist's free and easy and casual nature.

Yuan Linhao was stunned for a long time, then took a deep breath and nodded with great gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang."

"She'll love it."

......

Half past five, the time when the evening rush hour begins.

There was a constant flow of traffic on the main road outside the Provincial Art Museum, and the taillights of the cars were flashing red and yellow in the twilight.

There are people coming and going on the buses and subway entrances, some getting on and some getting off. Everyone's face is filled with fatigue after a busy day and relief from temporarily getting away from work.

"Teacher Yang, we will pack your paintings and send them back to Shanghai tomorrow."

"Okay, hard work."

"It's not hard, Teacher Yang, take care."

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the steps outside the Provincial Art Museum. Several staff members watched Yang Cong leave, then turned around, closed the door, locked it, and went home while chatting.

When working in a public institution, leaving even one second late is irresponsible to yourself.

Soon, the Provincial Art Museum became quiet, with only the security guard listening to the radio out of boredom in the security booth.

"FM102.7, welcome to Yanjiang Music Radio, now is the evening traffic report..."

The female announcer's voice is clear and sweet, coupled with the honking of cars crowded on the main road, it is an extremely concrete scene of the city returning home at sunset.

"Zizzizi~"

The radio knob was turning, but the security guard didn't care about the traffic information at all. He just wanted to listen to a storytelling.

At this moment, two figures followed the crowd out of the subway entrance and hurriedly ran to the security booth.

"Shit, I missed it!"

Lu Chen frowned as he stared at the huge building not far away that was no longer illuminated.

On the other hand, Qin Wanqing looked indifferent, and even turned her head and said proudly:

"Hehe, I told you it's too late."

"I thought it might close later..."

"Tsk, how is that possible? It says online that it's 5:30, and you still insisted on coming to see it."

Qin Wanqing pouted: "So, you've given up now!"

"Give up."

Lu Chen looked away, his expression fierce: "It's all the subway's fault! It's running so slowly!"

"What does that have to do with the subway?"

Qin Wanqing muttered: "Anyway, we can only wait until next time."

"But when will the next time be?"

Lu Chen sat down on a round stone pier with a bit of depression: "Who knows when Yang Cong will come to Yanjiang to hold an art exhibition again."

"When we have money in the future, we can go to other cities to see it."

Qin Wanqing first said something to comfort her, and then suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and put her hands on her hips with a proud look.

"Lu Chen, just admit it! You just want to finish those 55 things as soon as possible so that you can have a relationship with me!"

???

Why does this tone sound so familiar???

"You learn from me!"

Lu Chen jumped up from the stone pier in an instant: "Great! I didn't expect you to be so sarcastic!"

“Why can’t I learn?”

Qin Wanqing became more and more proud: "I'm very smart!"

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you."

"Hehe, Lu Chen, are you shy?"

"Hey you! Let's go and eat!"

"Don't change the subject. You just can't wait, right?"

"You are too confident."

"Hmm? Do you know someone prettier than me... Wait for me!"

"..."

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the tall buildings and overpasses melt into the orange-red skyline.

Qin Wanqing clutched the small belt of her shoulder bag tightly and was very happy that she had successfully regained her position. She quickly chased after Lu Chen.

At the same time, in the Qingmiao Road Police Station not far from the Yanjiang City Zoo, a woman was pleading with the police in an extremely sincere tone.

"He is a student, right? Please tell me his school."

"He saved me and my daughter, and we..."

"No, no, no, it's his business what he thinks."

"He risked his life to save us. We must go and thank him formally."

"We should give a kind heart to a kind heart. We can't let good people feel disappointed."

Chapter 41 What did you do with Lu Chen? ! !

"Lu Chen, we absolutely cannot eat out tomorrow."

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.

The air was filled with the faint scent of night dew and food. The dim street lights and the lights of electric vehicles were intertwined. The light beams penetrated the mist and cast a soft filter on the quiet alley.

Stepping aside to get out of the way of the electric bike, Qin Wanqing stressed with a serious face: "We originally agreed to cook at home tonight. Considering that you have worked hard today, I will make an exception this time."

"But you can't do that tomorrow."

"When you get off work tomorrow, we'll go to the supermarket first, and then go to the vegetable market..."

"Wait a moment."

Lu Chen suddenly interrupted: "Why do we have to go to the vegetable market?"

“I go to the supermarket to buy kitchenware because of its good quality.”

Qin Wanqing put her hair behind her ears and answered seriously: "I go to the market to buy seasonings and ingredients. They are cheap and fresh."

You calculated it carefully.

Lu Chen muttered, "I think it's mainly because it's cheap."

"So what? Isn't thriftiness an excellent virtue?"

Qin Wanqing looked like she was proud of her thriftiness. She took out her cell phone and began to introduce her "money-saving plan" in detail.

"I calculated it last night. We cook two dishes every day, one meat and one vegetable, and add a soup every three days. On average, the daily expenses can be controlled within 15 yuan."

"That's 450 yuan a month... Even if it's 500 yuan, the extra 50 yuan can be used for extra meals on special days."

Special day?

Lu Chen looked over with a confused expression.

Qin Wanqing guessed what he wanted to ask, so she could only pause and patiently explain: "It's just some festivals, and your and my birthdays and so on."

"So we have to eat at home on our birthday too?"

Lu Chen was surprised and asked, "Shouldn't we invite our friends to join us in the fun?"

"Well..."

Qin Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and her voice suddenly became smaller: "I used to celebrate my birthday at home. When I was a child, my parents were with me. After I went to college..."

There's no one to accompany you after you go to college, right?

Lu Chen finished speaking for Qin Wanqing in his mind, and couldn't help asking a question he had wanted to ask for a long time but had never been brave enough to ask.

"Um, you don't have many friends?"

"Ah."

Qin Wanqing didn't seem to think this was something difficult to talk about, and nodded in agreement, "Not many since I was a child."

Lu Chen was even more puzzled: "Why? Don't you like socializing?"

Or are you also a rich lady like Lu Shuyu?

Of course, the latter sentence is Lu Chen’s inner voice.

The reason why I didn't ask was that I knew it was definitely impossible, even though there was a hidden rich second-generation Sun Chao by his side.

After Sun Chao blew himself up, Lu Chen carefully recalled his usual words and deeds and found that there were clues behind it.

Although Sun Chao has never worn brand-name clothes, his mouse and keyboard are both double-flying swallows, he only uses classic skins when playing games, and he either eats in the cafeteria or gets takeout, but if you think about it carefully, he has never cared about money.

How can I describe this feeling... It's like other people don't spend money because they don't have money, but Sun Chao doesn't spend money just because he doesn't like spending money.

But Qin Wanqing obviously does not fall into this category.

This woman is really good at saving money.

"Socializing and stuff, rather than saying I don't like it, it's probably more difficult."

After thinking for a while, Qin Wanqing, who is very good at saving money, shook her head and said, "In short, it's hard to make friends."

"Social difficulties? Isn't that social phobia?"