Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 298 All things are attracted by heaven
  The art exhibition was held as scheduled on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year on a Tuesday.

There were many people who came to watch because of the fame of the French painter Miss Anruette Rubell. However, due to the two previous wedding notice letters from Maoyan and Lupin, the police were on high alert. There were several plainclothes people in front of each painting. Moreover, each painting is equipped with two layers of bulletproof glass, which shows the degree of care taken.

This exhibition not only displays Rubell's paintings, but also some famous painters in Europe, including the German painter Michael Heinz.
  Perhaps because French artists rarely visit for art exhibitions, the Metropolitan Police Department equipped Officer Nakamori with the most advanced equipment and elites from all walks of life.

Night vision devices, infrared thermal sensors, masks, police dogs, gas masks and protective shields for police dogs, loaded tranquilizer guns and other equipment are very complete. It seems that they are trying to maintain the dignity of the Neon Metropolitan Police Department in front of the world (although basically nor.)

According to reliable information, both Maoyan and Lupine's Bride are masters of disguise, so each security personnel on site worked in pairs to formulate code words for testing at any time.

People flocked to the exhibition hall, and the bustling crowd filled the air with warm heat and excited noises.

As a special detective, Fujiwara plans to personally protect Anruette Rubel himself.

Wearing a tight-fitting black suit and black sunglasses, he looks just like a bodyguard (in fact he is)
  "Let's also get a secret code to avoid being replaced."

"What's the secret code?" Miss Rubel obviously thought this was a bit funny, so she turned sideways and glanced at Fujiwara with interest.

"How about I say 'Shinra Tensei' and Miss Rubel say 'All Things Tensei'?"

, in this world without Naruto, it is just right to use as a secret code. Who would have thought of using this as a secret code for docking?

"Okay, listen to Mr. Fujiwara."

"All things are guided by heaven."

"That's right, when Miss Rubel wants to communicate with me, you can say your password, and I will also say 'Shinra Tenzheng'"

Although it may not be used, it is definitely a good idea to prepare a little more.

In order to prevent accidents from happening, Fujiwara walked through the crowd with her, keeping a distance but always paying attention to everything around him.

Miss Rubel was teasing Fujiwara in the crowd. She deliberately leaned into his ear and repeated the secret code. Whenever she whispered those secret codes softly, Fujiwara always shook his head and sighed unconsciously, and at the same time he felt helpless at Miss Rubel's naughtiness.

There was a mischievous glint in her eyes, as if she had regarded the secret code for identifying her identity as a fun little game.

There are a variety of paintings on display at the exhibition, but most people's attention is focused on Miss Rubell's Impressionist paintings. Her works attract the attention of many viewers with their unique style and bright colors and become the center of attention.

Fujiwara occasionally stopped to look at the realistic paintings. He studied each work carefully, immersed in the delicate lines and true colors.

As the real owner of an art gallery, he understands art, and he appreciates this art more than the exaggerated expression methods of abstract rhapsody.

After Miss Rubel tried to re-identify the code to no avail, she stood on tiptoe impatiently, trying to peek at the painting Fujiwara was looking at, and then smiled secretly.

She found that the other party actually didn't leave for a long time before looking at a picture that she thought belonged to her own dark history.

"Mr. Fujiwara, why are you looking at me and my self-deprecating work? Do you want to laugh at me?"

"Self-destruction? Are you kidding?"

Fujiwara listened to Miss Rubel's explanation with slight surprise. He looked away from the painting and looked at her intently. He could feel the emotion behind her words, the unforgettable memories of the past and self-growth.

"Your first painting?" Fujiwara raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously.

Miss Rubel nodded, with a faint smile on her lips, "No, at that time I had just stepped into the door of art. My first teacher was a staid old man who emphasized realism, details and composition all day long. You see I drew this picture over and over again, and every time my teacher thought that my drawing was unqualified and there were still many shortcomings. Even if I drew a thousand identical pictures, I still couldn't get him to acknowledge my progress. "

As her memories unfolded, the scene of painting over and over again in the small studio of her manor slowly emerged before her eyes.

As the saying goes, a strict teacher makes a good disciple. The reason why Miss Rubel achieved her current achievements is probably because of that teacher.

Fujiwara listened quietly, and he could feel Miss Rubell's love for art and sincerity in her creations. He couldn't help but imagine the scene when she was just learning art, her persistence and pursuit. "Your efforts and dreams can be seen in this work. It exudes your original intention and persistence." Fujiwara's voice revealed admiration, and then continued, "But why is Miss Rubell's not there?" I’ll stick to the road of realism.”

"Because at that time I really couldn't stand this kind of hell-like training. After I finished a thousand and one paintings, I asked the housekeeper to fire my teacher, find a new teacher, switch to Impressionism, and achieve what I have today. Achievement."

"what?"

Fujiwara thought that persistence was victory, but he didn’t expect it to be a story about choice over hard work. It was quite good. A teacher who had a stern face and asked a teenage girl to draw repetitive paintings and lines for five years without giving any encouragement. You really should be fired.

"Okay, I said too many boring things to offend Fujiwara-kun. I'm sorry."

"That's not true. On the contrary, I am willing to listen to such stories. If possible, I would also like to follow Miss Rubel to visit your gem library."

"Oh." When Miss Rubel heard Fujiwara mention this, she suddenly thought of something and said, "All things are drawn to the sky."

"Shinra Tenzheng." Fujiwara also smiled immediately. He knew that his sudden mention of gems would most likely make people suspicious.

"It's not impossible, but I want to go back and change clothes first."

"it is good."

Seeing that Fujiwara agreed, Rubel pulled Fujiwara towards the elevator without saying a word.

"Wait a minute. You don't need me to go with you to change clothes."

"Didn't Mr. Fujiwara say that he would protect me every step of the way today?"

"Then...then I'll wait at the door of your room."

"Ah."

So the two went to the room on the top floor of the hotel. After Fujiwara entered, he watched TV on the sofa for a while, and then heard shouting from inside, "My zipper can't be zipped up. Mr. Fujiwara, come in and help."

"Miss Rubel, don't ask me to help with this kind of thing. I really can't help you."

"But I can't buckle it up~"

"Then wouldn't it be nice if you changed it to a snap-on one?"

After Fujiwara finished speaking, there was no movement inside. When he thought the other party was looking for snap-on underwear, Rubel, who had already changed his clothes, came out.

"So fast?"

"This is slow. If Mr. Fujiwara is willing to go in and help me, it might be faster."

"I really can't help with that."

He took Fujiwara's arm and followed him away, taking a meaningful look at the locker room before leaving.

(I didn’t expect to get in so smoothly)

After saying that, she hugged Fujiwara's arm and said affectionately, "What is my password? I forgot it again."

"Wanxiang Tianyin, and Rubel, can you not be so close?"

"Hahaha…"

(End of this chapter)