[Wait, let me capture the key words. The Louvre, exhibitions, awards... Didn’t you read the hot searches? I’ll go]
【ah? ah? Is that the emerging Chinese artist who became famous at the lively exhibition Ning Heng? 】
[Yes, check out Twitter now. Foreign netizens are shouting that the media failed to interview him and he suddenly returned to China urgently]
[Yes, yes! Isn’t that Ning Heng? How did he suddenly become such an awesome new artist? 】
[Isn’t the most critical question, why is he rushing back to see Li Xiaoya after taking his award? 】
[Yes, why? Is the relationship between these second-generation rich people and Li Xiaoya so deep? ? ? 】
The barrage is still speculating.
Wei Lin's expression almost cracked at this moment.
Are all these people...all preventing him from taking Li Xiaoya away?
Wei Lin narrowed his eyes and glanced at Li Xiaoya calmly.
He is indeed quite capable.
The key is that she is only seven years old.
Li Xiaoya was actually confused. She tilted her head: "Award-winning?...What is the Louvre?"
It was obvious that such a place was not mentioned in the pile of miscellaneous books she read.
But no one would laugh at her "ignorance" right now.
Ning Heng was extremely enthusiastic and approached Li Xiaoya and said, "It is a history and art museum located in the center of Paris, France. Do you know which painters' works are usually displayed there?"
Li Xiaoya guessed the name: "Van Gogh?"
"Yes! There is Van Gogh's Dr. Gaza portrait there, and Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa... Now, in that exhibition hall, there is an additional work of mine in the ongoing exhibition! Isn't it amazing?"
Li Xiaoya nodded seriously and said, "It's very impressive."
Xu Qiulai took in this scene and suddenly understood why these rich second generations got along so well with Li Xiaoya.
She will listen to them carefully...
She has not yet learned the preconceptions and prejudices of adults.
Probably every rich second generation who came here and caused great headaches to their families was very good in her eyes.
"And its inspiration comes from you." Ning Heng suddenly lowered his voice, "So, Li Xiaoya, you are more powerful than me."
The audience was instantly stunned.
【Holy shit? real or fake? 】
[When Ning Heng was in high spirits, he even said it was from Li Xiaoya. How could he be false? 】
[Ah, I don’t know why I wanted to cry when Ning Heng said you were more powerful than me]
Ning Heng rummaged through his pockets and slapped his head: "I'm not as careful as Auntie promised, so I didn't bring you any gifts. What should I do?"
Ning Heng's expression became tense as he spoke: "And you are leaving soon. Can we see each other again in the future? Is that okay?"
Ning Heng looked at Wei Lin: "You won't restrict her personal freedom, right?"
Wei Lin's mouth twitched: "What did Mr. Ning say? Of course not."
Ning Heng breathed a long sigh of relief: "That's good, great. If one day I want to sell the work, I will give you half of the money."
Li Xiaoya had no idea how much the works on display in the Louvre could be sold for.
She did not refuse Ning Heng, nodded and said: "Then I will use them to buy colored pens."
She still remembered the paintings Ning Heng taught her.
Ning Heng smiled happily: "Haha, what else should I buy? Buy oil brushes, oil paints...you can buy a lot of them!"
[Who knows how much Ning Heng’s works can sell for? 】
[It is said that it has reached 10 million U.S. dollars now, so Li Xiaoya can divide it into 5 million U.S. dollars, which is equivalent to 35 million U.S. dollars in Chinese currency... Good guy! 】
[It’s enough to buy a house, little duck, what more colored pens should I buy? 】
The barrage became more and more exciting.
At this time, it was indeed time for Li Xiaoya to leave.
She said to Ning Heng: "Thank you for telling me, I'm leaving."
He looked at Sheng Yuxiao again and said again: "I'm leaving."
Wei Lin breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that if he kept going like this, he wouldn't be able to leave until dark. Fortunately, Li Xiaoya is very proactive.
He quickly led Li Xiaoya through the crowd, and then got into the extended Lincoln.
"Li Xiaoya!" A voice suddenly burst out from Sheng Yuxiao's throat, who had been silent for a long time. Then he took a long step and chased to the car in two or three steps.
Before the car door could close, Sheng Yuxiao stretched out his hand, put it on Li Xiaoya's hand and said, "Okay, let's go."
Li Xiaoya lowered his head and looked.
Those are Sheng Yuxiao's gloves.
His hands are big, so the gloves are big too.
It was put on Li Xiaoya's hand, loosely. But he felt as if he was tightly wrapped in Sheng Yuxiao's palm.
Very warm.
Wei Zhen quickly walked over and closed the car door, signaling the driver to drive away.
Sheng Yuxiao took a few steps back and watched the car drive away bit by bit.
Until he completely disappeared from his sight.
The rich second generation looked at each other in the background and said, "Ning Heng won the award, should we celebrate him?"
Ning Heng slapped his thigh: "Oh, I just forgot to leave my mobile phone number for Li Xiaoya."
Sheng Yuxiao walked back and rolled his eyes coldly: "By the time you think about it, the day lily will be cold."
Ning Heng immediately looked at him with hope: "Brother Sheng..."
"The number is stuffed into the glove." Sheng Yuxiao said in a cold tone.
Ning Heng was relieved now: "Brother Sheng must be reliable, that's great haha! Just waiting for Li Xiaoya to call me, I haven't told her about my experience in the Louvre Museum in detail yet, she I don’t even know what my two teachers’ expressions were like when they saw my work…”
Sheng Yuxiao was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked away alone.
What are you happy about?
He only included his own mobile phone number, not Ning Heng’s.
Ning Heng knew nothing about his brother Sheng's psychological activities, so he turned around and discussed with other rich second generations about having a celebration party for himself.
The barrage quickly sighed:
【Leave now? A little bit unaccustomed to it]
[Will there no longer be Li Xiaoya in the camera? But I still care about Li Xiaoya’s affairs! 】
[Concern +1]
[Just wait for the police report, such a big thing will definitely be a hot topic again]
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, please show me, please, can’t you follow me and continue filming? Would you like me to see their family reunited? 】
The audience was so anxious that they were jumping up and down, but the entire crew of the program was still immersed in the huge shock and had not recovered.
How did it become abduction?
Why is Lijia Village so miserable?
Before they could digest this, Sheng Yuxiao suddenly spoke, like a thunderclap.
"I won't record the show anymore. I want to go back to the city."
The chief director was so angry that he rushed to Tianling Gai, and he quickly looked at Xu Qiulai for help.
Xu Qiulai asked warmly: "Are you worried about Li Xiaoya?"
Sheng Yuxiao said nothing.
Xu Qiulai didn't mind his silence and said calmly: "Everyone has their own way to go in this world. You can't stay with her for the rest of her life. It's also impossible for her to be tied to you for the rest of her life."
Sheng Yuxiao only repeated: "I want to return to the city."
Xu Qiulai paused and said, "You signed a contract with the program team, and it should be in the spirit of the contract."
Sheng Yuxiao was very determined: "Investing time into something that has already been completed is a waste of time. This is a taboo in business."
He turned to look at his mother: "I have completed my transformation, don't you think?"
Xu Qiulai raised her eyebrows slightly.
Is he really done?
He still goes his own way and is arrogant.
It's just that there is something on his body that can restrain him.
Xu Qiulai didn't point him out and said softly: "Okay, let's go back to the city. The winter here... is indeed very sad."
The chief director was dumbfounded: "Then, that program..."
Xu Qiulai gave him advice very calmly: "You can also record a city special."
"Yes, yes..." The chief director suddenly felt a little more alive again.
Lijia Village quickly regained its tranquility.
These wealthy people gathered together like swarms of swarms, causing a stir.
But suddenly it all receded like the tide.
"gone."
"Why are you all gone?"
The villagers stretched their necks, reluctant to leave.
"I haven't made any money from them yet."
Li Song listened to the discussion, his facial muscles trembled, and he wanted to smash the things at hand.
There were so many rich people here, but he didn't get any glory!
Does Qingqing think his father is useless?
Just as Li Song thought of this, he suddenly heard a villager exclaim: "Why was Xiao Li arrested?"
"what happened?"
Li Song's eyelids twitched and he looked up not far away.
I saw the police striding towards me.
With so many villagers gathering together, it was convenient for the police to arrest people.
"Li Song, right? We have something to ask you about the abduction case in Lijia Village." The policeman showed his handcuffs, "Please cooperate with our work."
The other villagers were anxious and immediately said: "Where is Li Xiaoya? Let her come! How does this become a case of abduction and trafficking?"
The policeman said coldly: "Little girl Li Xiaoya has left with her family. Didn't you see those cars just now?"
"She was the one sitting in that long luxury car just now?!" the villagers exclaimed.
"Then isn't Mr. Li rich again?"
"It's so cheap, Li Xiaoya. Why does she have rich relatives?"
The police were angry and speechless.
For this group of people, the problem has risen to the level of illegal crimes...
What they were more concerned about was that Li Xiaoya was picked up by a luxury car!
In the Lincoln, the driver asked: "Sir, shall we go to the hotel first?"
Wei Lin tapped the armrest of the table and chair with his fingers and said calmly: "Go directly to the airport."
