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- For several days, Cheng Mu was depressed. In order not to affect the mood of other people in the family, she would always hide in bed and secretly shed tears in the dead of night.
Tang Xin comforted her a lot, but he didn't make any other promises, such as buying another island, some ponies, some pets, etc.
? Even people have deep feelings for animals. If a dog that has been raised for many years dies, just replacing it with a new one will not make the owner's sadness go away.
Early in the morning, Tang Xin knocked on Cheng Mu's door. No one came to open the door for a long time. He pushed the door open and saw Cheng Mu sitting in front of the dressing table in a daze.
Her eyes were dull and her face was melancholy, and she looked a little haggard.
Tang Xin walked up behind her, took the comb from her hand, and combed her soft hair behind her.
Cheng Mu came back to his senses, forced a smile, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well, I'm a little confused."
"Well, make sure to rest. You are going out with me today and you have to give a speech on stage."
Tang Xin combed her black hair and deliberately left some bangs in front of her forehead. Then he gathered her hair with one hand and reached to the table with the other hand to get a hairpin, and began to help her style an elegant hairstyle.
Cheng Mu knew in her heart that Tang Xin was trying to divert her attention from the disaster that happened on the island, but she fell for it every time because Tang Xin had a bad habit of always stopping mid-sentence. The remaining half is for people to guess. If you are curious, you will be led by the nose.
She looked suspicious and said: "I'm giving a speech on stage? You're not mistaken, right? What do I have to say? Cooking? Who should I tell it to? Housewives?"
Tang Xin focused on her head, braiding her black hair methodically with both hands. He said casually: "There are many young people with artistic dreams who admire you in Tianhai. You are also famous among young artists. Today, I am going to go to my hometown for a walk, and you will go there to open a Lecture, talk about the source of inspiration for your creation, creative experience, etc. Anyway, just chatting, it is better than being bored at home."
Cheng Mu didn¡¯t know whether to laugh or cry. He pointed at his nose and looked at Tang Xin in the mirror and asked, "I'm an artist? Are you kidding me? You're trying to make me happy. You're not going to find someone to act in a show to make me happy, are you?"
She has a few points of her own. She knew deep down in her heart that she was still a student at best. Although she had graduated, she had just started on the road of artistic creation.
"You are so smart. If I find someone to act in a play, you will definitely be able to see through it. By then, won't I be a clown? You will know it when the time comes. Otherwise, ask yourself, who is like you in the Tianhai art circle? At such a young age, you can exhibit your works at the Haidu Art Museum and receive favorable reviews?"
Cheng Mu lowered his head and thought for a while. Maybe Tang Xin is right. At her age, not many people are as famous as she is now, but this is too ethereal.
In the art market, whether it is the actual sale of works or the honor of work evaluation, it actually depends on luck. If there are hundreds or thousands of works by unknown people who are not interested, then they are worthless. If someone is interested, they will either buy or invest. To praise, this is not accurate. Sometimes success does not depend on strength, but on opportunity.
The works that Van Gogh created during his lifetime did not even cost money in exchange for liquor stores. It was only after his death that these works became famous and sought after by the world. The same is true for many ancient Chinese poets. They created countless classic poems during their lifetime, but lived in poverty and waited until they died. famous.
Cheng Mu is lucky. She became famous in the Tianhai art circle because of that charity sale where she donated her works and someone bought them all for a million dollars. Although it was later learned that Ye Qiu bought them, it was a million dollars. The selling price created a miracle for the art civilians. Because of this, with the media publicity and the later charity dinner where she was personally awarded by the mayor, she gained a lot of popularity. She has new works in the Haidu Art Museum. When it was on display, it really attracted many young scholars to appreciate and comment on it.
Looking back today, some people may say that this is a kind of star-making and hype in the art circle. It doesn't matter. It is a done deal. Cheng Mu is not arrogant and has changed as a person. Perhaps the pursuit of artistic creation has never been her main goal. , she just wants to be a perfect wife, a woman with a perfect family, so her life is still the same as before, she doesn't care whether she ends up or not, but it is a fact that she is popular, and many literary and artistic young people want to copy her success. I hope that my work will be a blockbuster and popular, and it is best to have a wealthy person spend a lot of money to create a famous name.
After tying her hair, Tang Xin bent down, resting his chin on her shoulder, looking at the delicate and elegant woman in the mirror, and said with a smile: "Perfect."
Cheng Mu pursed her lips, tilted her head and bumped his face, and said angrily: "Smelly."
Tang Xin said in surprise: "Hey, I'm talking about you."
? ?Mu Mu was stunned and asked, "Huh? Aren't you proud of your craftsmanship?"
Tang Xin said calmly and silently: "Then why should I be proud? My works have always been impeccable."
Cheng Mu covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then suddenly turned around, hugged Tang Xin, kissed him, and said softly: "Husband, thank you."
"Don't be tired, get dressed and have breakfast. Let's go out early."
"good."
The other women in the family have already gone to work in the company, and Qian Huiyao also plans to work for another half a year and then leave. This half year will be a transition period for her to take Xia Ningtai to get familiar with her job.
His son Tang Qian was picked up by his grandparents yesterday, and there was no need to leave anyone at home. Tang Xin and Cheng Mu went out after breakfast and came downstairs. Dong Tianhua, who was in a suit and leather tie, greeted the two with a smile on his face and said, "Brother Tang, Sister Cheng, good morning."
Cheng Mu looked weird and said, "Are you older than me? It's weird to call me sister."
Dong Tianhua chuckled and said, "Even if Sister Cheng is underage, I still have to call you sister. Who makes you Little Tang's wife?"
Cheng Mu shook his head and did not object. He got into the car, and Tang Xin also got in. He smiled and said, "Don't look at him as tall and tall. In fact, he is very young. This person is precocious."
Dong Tianhua, who got into the driver's seat, chuckled and said, "Brother Tang is right, I matured precociously. I was squatting outside the women's bathhouse and peeking when I was ten years old."
Tang Xin laughed loudly, while Cheng Mu rolled his eyes and scolded: "You have the nerve to laugh at others? You just entered junior high school. Didn't you secretly watch that person changing clothes in the mall? By the way, what's that girl's name?"
"Hey. Is there still such a thing? Little Tang, are you also a precocious person?"
Dong Tianhua started the car happily.
Tang Xin lamented, turned to look out the window, and said helplessly: "Tianhua, women are sometimes very petty. Well, wasn't it just that I was a little impulsive when I saw a pretty girl when I first entered junior high school? I bumped into her by chance in the mall one time, and I pretended to be pretentious. I watched someone enter the locker room. For such a small thing, the girl next to me actually remembered it for ten years. She would bring it up every time and ask me what the girl's name was. I had forgotten it a long time ago and couldn't even remember her appearance. ¡±
Dong Tianhua glanced in the rearview mirror to see Cheng Mu and Tang Xin talking about things. In fact, it was just a joke. No one would take it seriously. Although it was true, it was not as careful as a pinhole.
"Brother Tang, let me tell you, this is of course your fault. There are beautiful women around you who are as beautiful as flowers and jade. If you don't look at it, you insist on seeing outsiders. If I were Sister Cheng, let alone remember it for ten years. I will never forget it in my life. I hate this from the bottom of my heart!"
"Hey, yes, listen, that's what he said! Why didn't you peek at me then? Were you going to see another girl?"
Cheng Mu turned around and stared at Tang Xin with a half-smile. Tang Xin's face was frozen and he said exaggeratedly: "At that time, I was fourteen years old, with that figure, that ass, those breasts, that charm, you? You haven't even graduated from elementary school. I think What are you looking at?"
"Okay, you even figured out the age of that person. It seems that you really worked hard at that time. Do you regret not taking the initiative to seduce her?"
Cheng Mu seemed to have grabbed hold of Tang Xin, staring straight at him, as if intending to find out whether his next words were true or false.
Tang Xin said seriously: "That's impossible! I was just curious about the opposite sex at the time"
"Lie! It seems you really regret not taking action at that time!"
Cheng Mu knew whether Tang Xin was telling the truth or a lie just by feeling. At this moment, she spoke loudly and confidently.
Tang Xin lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Let me go, heroine. Yes, I was planning to pursue that person at that time. I was curious and impulsive, but one day after school I saw her getting on a young man's motorcycle. I felt inferior about cars. We didn¡¯t even have a bicycle at that time, so how could we compare with other people¡¯s motorcycles, and it was also a Prince Motorcycle.¡±
"snort."
Cheng Mu smiled and snorted, turning his head to look out the window on the other side, but his little hand grabbed Tang Xin's palm, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.
The three of them chatted and joked along the way. More than half an hour later, the car stopped at the community of the home project under the name of Yan Guang Charity.
After getting off the car, Tang Xin took Cheng Mu's hand and looked up. This community has been built for many years. Although it is located on the edge of the city, it is a fresh and beautiful scenery.
The roads are wide and clean, lined with green trees, and the greening is pleasant. Modern buildings are not crowded and are located in each area individually.
??You can see young and immature men and women walking lightly, each with their own purpose, and they are never blind and confused.
Tang Xin suddenly said curiously: "It's strange, what's happening here?"Why can we only see young people over the age of fifteen or sixteen? What about the kids? "
Cheng Mu turned his head and smiled helplessly: "You, you, you are always the hands-off shopkeeper. Except for the time you came here once when this place was built, you haven't been here in the following few years. Come on, let me tell you, in these years, here After several re-plannings, the place we set foot on is the cultural center of our homeland. Children who are above high school are generally here. Orphans of other ages are in other nearby areas. Over the years, Yanguang Charity has In fact, it has been developed in the process of exploration. Tianhai¡¯s home project is a template for other home projects in the province and even outside the province. My parents are committed to making this place a model, so they have invested a lot of energy. In one aspect, they have made a difference. We will take the problem seriously and resolve it reasonably.¡±
Tang Xin held her hand and walked away, admiring the plants and trees here, and wondered: "What could go wrong here? I remember back then that this was a place where lonely old people and orphans lived together. I think everything was ready at that time. Could it be that Any question?"
Cheng Mu nodded and said: "Of course there is. For example, 90% of the children here will get on the right track under the active guidance of teachers, but there are still some problem children, and the problems they encounter are different. Therefore, psychologists are needed to develop special skills. Counseling, creating education plans that suit each person's characteristics, and other solutions. Just like you said back then, although the people here are orphans, you can feed them, clothe them, and house them. This is not called help. Keeping them here should not be regarded as a qualified job. Taking responsibility for their lives and guiding them to be positive and optimistic and to correctly pursue their ideals in life is the goal of this project."
At this point, Cheng Mu suddenly stopped, looked at Tang Xin suspiciously, and asked: "Since you don't know the situation here, why did you ask me to come here to give a speech this morning? You really lied to me, but I feel I don¡¯t think you¡¯re lying.¡±
Tang Xin said frankly: "I heard that quite a few boys and girls here admire you, so I hope you will come here to communicate with them and encourage them. You go to the building of the cultural center. I want to meet with people." Face."
"who?"
Tang Xin pointed at a man standing under a tree not far away and said, "You know him."
Cheng Mu turned around and saw a handsome man under a tree not far away, waving and nodding hello to her.
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