You Are Deep in The Stars

“Today is a good day…” At seven o’clock in the evening, the square-dancing lady downstairs had already begun to gather. Liu Chunchun hummed along with the music and happily took out the chicken soup from the pot.

Bai Xi brought Han Zhuo to have dinner on time, and even specially bought hairy crabs. Liu Chunchun asked happily: “How is the art exhibition going?”

“Eat first,” Han Zhuo pulled out a chair for him, “Then we will talk about this matter.”

“Brother Bai, third brother helped me think of a stage name. ” Now.” Liu Chunchun hugged Bai Xi with one hand, “Little Daqian! What do you think?”

Bai Xi commented from the bottom of his heart: “I don’t think it’s good at all.”

“If you think it’s not suitable, then I’ll change it. “Liu Chunchun helped him pick out the crab roe, “Come on, open your mouth.”

Bai Xi smiled and slapped him in the face. He didn’t know what he was feeling. After finally finishing the meal, Liu Chunchun sat on the sofa with great expectations. Looking at Mr. Han with twinkling and bright eyes: “Tell me, how did the other party communicate with you?”

“The other party will help you organize the exhibition as agreed, but there is one thing you should know in advance.” Han Zhuo gave him a cup of hot water, “It has something to do with Mr. Bai.”

“Why are you so serious all of a sudden?” Liu Chunchun finally noticed something was wrong. He tentatively called out, “Brother Bai?” ”

“Someone wants to kidnap me, although I don’t know the reason.” Bai Xi did not beat around the bush, “The other party has been in and out of the Moses Gallery, so…” He hesitated, “I think I should tell you.”

“Someone wants to kidnap you?” Liu Chunchun was shocked when he heard this, “Who is it? Do uncle and aunt know?”

“Yeah,” Bai Xi said, “But that’s not the point. The point is -”

“Why isn’t that the point?” Liu Chunchun interrupted him sternly, thinking divergently, “Do they want to be in my painting exhibition and kidnap you? This is really despicable!”

Bai Xi shook his head: “Probably not, but I can’t guess their next plan for the time being.”

“Just wait, I will reject them right now.” Liu Chunchun took out his mobile phone, “Then I’ll accompany you to the police!”

“Wait a minute.” Han Zhuo took the phone away from his hand, “Do you like painting? If it hadn’t been for this, would you have accepted the invitation from Moses Gallery? ”

“Of course!” Liu Chunchun first slapped the sofa vigorously, then coughed twice, and said sincerely, “But at my level…” He was still wondering before, wondering if he really had some strange artistic talent that could attract the attention of industry leaders, but just after hearing what Bai Xi said, the whole thing had a clear reason, and the daydream was shattered into pieces with a crash.

Liu Chunchun hugged Bai Xi sadly: “Brother Bai, I probably won’t be able to afford the 1888 lobster set meal until next year.”

“I’m sorry.” Bai Xi felt a little guilty. He felt that if it weren’t for him, Liu Chunchun wouldn’t have these inexplicable hopes and expectations which turned as disappointment.

“What’s there to be sorry for?” Liu Chunchun sat up straight, “But seriously, you have to pay attention to safety in the future and don’t get kidnapped.”

Han Zhuo coughed twice next to him: “Can I make a suggestion??”

Bai Xi and Liu Chunchun looked at him at the same time.

“If you really like painting, I hope you can accept the other party’s invitation.” Han Zhuo leaned against the window with a water glass, his eyes shining behind the lenses, and his whole person looked a little inexplicably evil.

Liu Chunchun immediately refused: “Then what if Brother Bai get kidnapped if I agree?”

“As long as I’m here, Mr. Bai will be fine,” Han Zhuo smiled, “You only need to consider the following things, right? Do you really like painting? Do you want to develop in this circle in the future? And I must declare in advance that this matter may bring you some trouble, including threats to personal safety, but I will provide you with bodyguard, and Moses Gallery will also pay five million for the exhibition.”

Liu Chunchun was stunned: “How much??”

Bai Xi was helpless: “Five million, all for you.”

Liu Chunchun stammered: “Yes, it’s the five million from the lottery.”

“What lottery?” Bai Xi couldn’t laugh or cry. He rubbed Liu Chunchun’s forehead with the back of his hand, “It’s the conditions Han Zhuo negotiated for you. A first-class exhibition hall, first-class media, and five million in remuneration, if you are willing to hold an art exhibition, Moses Gallery will agree to it.”

Liu Chunchun got goosebumps all over his body. He thought about it for ten minutes with his hair standing on end, and then cried and hugged Bai Xi: “Great friendship finally defeated the monster of fame and fortune, I choose to give up.”

“You can agree,” Han Zhuo helped him sit up, “And if I were you, I would agree.”

“What about Brother Bai?” Liu Chunchun asked pitifully, “The other party obviously has ulterior motives.”

“Believe me,” Han Zhuo smiled, “This art exhibition will not bring any loss to Mr. Bai, either now or in the future, and it may also be beneficial to us. The only person it can affect is you, so you must answer the question I just asked, do you really like painting?”

“This…” Liu Chunchun was still hesitating, but someone was already waiting impatiently outside and the door was kicked open with great force, making a huge noise, comparable to that of thunderstrike.

Liu Chunchun was in a state of confusion and suddenly startled: “Who is it?!”

Bai Xi had a complicated mood: “Let me introduce, this is Wang Yuanchen, Mr. Wang.”