no1) The "Disillusionment" gallery "exploded." Leng Yan chuckled, "How is that possible? He is a global arms boss, who dares to go to his lair and blow him up?!" That guy played the role of amnesia last time.

Now that Lai is here at Tianlan, what do you want to play this time?

"But I clearly heard the explosion over there, and his cell phone couldn't get through either." Gu Tianlan said anxiously.

Can't get through on the phone? Leng Yan had a flash of doubt in his heart. Logically speaking, people like them who walk on the edge of a knife will always have a number that never turns off. The number he gave Tianlan should be that one.

"Do you know where he is?"

"Canada."

Canada! A place where the Mafia is competing for territory! His movements are quite fast! He just received a message warning "black" in a message a few days ago, and he went to Canada so quickly!

"Don't worry too much. If Yu Xunhuan died so easily, it wouldn't be called Yu Xunhuan anymore." After Leng Yan comforted him, he quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed You San's number, "Go and check what's available in Canada."

how's it going?"

There is a picture in the sky. This world, whether black or white, has its own balance.

Over the years, the mafia, terrorists, killer organizations, various anti-terrorism alliances, and Interpol, whether they are fighting or killing, generally speaking, are in this delicate balance.

Once an organization is in chaos, the balance will be broken, followed by all kinds of chaos and killing.

Seeing Gu Tianlan looking at him tightly, he hooked his hand slightly and led him to the bathroom: "Okay, go and wash up quickly. If there is any news over there, I will tell you immediately."

Gu Tianlan nodded, and the moment she walked into the bathroom, she turned around again: "Do you really think he will be fine?"

Leng Yan nodded.

*

Because of Deyu's story, Xiao Naibao was also very depressed. From the time he got up to the kindergarten, except for chatting with Uncle Buddha, Aunt Guanyin for a while, he didn't speak at all.

After delivering the small milk bag to school, Leng Yan casually asked Gu Tianlan his QQ number. When Gu Tianlan blurted it out, he didn't take note of it and only nodded slightly.

After arriving at the company, Gu Tianlan started looking for breaking news in Canada as soon as she went online. After searching for a long time, she couldn't find any news.

Logically speaking, foreign media are very free, and this kind of news will not be hidden. She even doubted that she had heard it wrong? As Leng Yan said, how could Yu Xunhuan, an arms boss, be

Exploded?

I opened QQ friends and my eyes stayed on Yu Xunhuan's avatar. It was still gray and not online.

Click on it and zoom in. It turns out to be an ancient young man in white clothes. It matches the nickname of Young Master Yu very well!

Just as he was looking at Yu Xunhuan's profile picture, the small speaker on QQ flashed.

Nickname: Ayan.

Verification information: Leng Yan.

Avatar: Male penguin.

Look at the QQ number again. With the long series of numbers, you can tell at a glance that it is a new number.

Passed without any doubt.

Ayan: "You actually have this name?" In his mind, his Tianlan should have a fresh and fresh name. When he entered the number to search, when he saw this name, he thought he had remembered the wrong number.

Blue color: "It's been many years." When she first started playing QQ, she did have a relatively fresh name called Lanlan. Later, after Zou Linlin, that perverted girl, changed her name to Wuroubuhuan, in order to express their

The love between best friends is stronger than gold, so she changed it to blue.

Ayan: "I usually don't see that you have that kind of potential!" Every time we have sex, he is the one who takes the initiative, but she never takes the initiative once. How can she be so embarrassed?!

Ayan: "What are you doing?"

Blue color: "Do your jewelry design!" Gu Tianlan lied. On the computer screen, she didn't even open the PS software.

Ayan: "Do it well, and you will get a big prize if you do it well!"

Blue: "What's the prize? You won't wrap yourself up as candy and give it to me, right?" That man is usually not serious, and when he saw her calling her this name, he must be even more serious!

Ayan: "Good idea, thank you for reminding me!" No wonder others say that when people log on QQ, they are different from usual times. The difference between Gu Tianlan and Gu Tianlan is also huge. Since she thought of such a gift, then when the time comes, she will

Just give it to her.

Blue color: "You're welcome. By the way, I like colorful candy wrappers."

Ayan: "As you wish."

The chat ended here. Gu Tianlan checked Baidu again. There was still no news about the explosion in Canada, so he simply opened the picture and started drawing.

Compared with advertising design, the design of such a set of VI is relatively simple. The base map has been prepared the day before. Gu Tianlan picked the best necklace photo, cut out the necklace and placed it on the left side, and then put the advertising words on it.

Every girl is her own princess.

Putting down the mouse, he leaned back slightly on the chair. Looking at this picture again, Gu Tianlan felt very satisfied. Among the deep and light blues like the sea water, the necklace stood out in a dazzling blue. The whole picture was simple and unconventional.

Simple.

After the main screen came out, the entire vi system had a soul. She quickly made the entire set by comparing it with other materials.

Look at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, it's less than 11 o'clock.

After wandering around the Internet for a while, she suddenly remembered the oil painting by Zhu Ying she saw yesterday, which seemed to be in a gallery called "Disillusionment".

She decided to go over and take a look. After all, there was still a certain gap between the pictures she saw online and the real pictures.

Gu Tianlan checked the address. Fortunately, it wasn't too far from here. She picked up her bag and walked out.

After entering the elevator, I remembered that I had to have lunch with Leng Yan at noon. I was afraid that he would be waiting downstairs, so I quickly took out my phone and sent a text message: "I'm going to the gallery for a walk."

The other side quickly came back: "Which one?"

"Disillusionment."

"I'll pick you up later."

*

Leng's.

Secretary Huang was called in by Leng Yan to ask about something. In the middle of the report, Mr. Leng's phone vibrated twice briefly and made a beeping sound on the desktop.

Leng Yan glanced at the phone, raised his hand to signal Secretary Huang to stop, then picked up the phone and wrote something on it with his fingertips, probably replying to a text message.

Secretary Huang was surprised. She had been following Mr. Leng for so many years, and this was the first time she saw Mr. Leng replying to text messages. Don’t men hate texting?

After the text message was sent, Leng Shao motioned for her to continue. Secretary Huang just said a few more words before Leng Shao's phone rang again.

This time, without waiting for Leng Shao's signal, Huang Mi stopped consciously, and then watched Leng Shao writing on the screen stroke by stroke.

At the end, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the smile reached his eyes.

This time, she saw clearly that Young Master Leng was really smiling, and it was a sweet smile.

During this period, the President's Office has been speculating for several rounds. Mr. Leng has become less workaholic recently. He goes to work on time every morning and leaves on time in the afternoon (except yesterday afternoon). He occasionally smiles. Could it be that he is in love?

In the past, Mr. Leng had many rumored girlfriends, but he had never been as obviously happy and angry as he is now. This time, it should be true.

*

Disillusionment.

There is a simple signboard hanging at the door of the gallery. It only contains two words, written fluently and boldly.

Since Gu Tianlan was born in advertising, it was natural to tell at a glance that the design company did not find it from a font library, but specially found a famous person to write it, and then cut it out to make the billboard.

Places like galleries have never been for public consumption, so this time period is destined to be deserted.

At first glance, there was no one else except a man with braids and a beard sitting in the innermost corner.

Hearing the footsteps, the man only raised his head slightly, then quickly lowered his head to do his own thing.

Art never needs to be promoted by stores. If you like it, you will buy it naturally. If you don't like it, no matter how much you talk about it, it will be useless.

Gu Tianlan was not in a hurry to find Zhu Ying's painting, but walked along the corridor. None of the paintings here were particularly famous. Looking at the names, most of them were ones that Gu Tianlan had never heard of.

, they are probably all young painters.

Maybe, Linlin knew. She thought.

Linlin has always been in this circle, but after graduating from college, she finally gave up painting and went into commercial advertising design.

When she saw Zhu Ying's painting, Gu Tianlan still had a feeling of shock. Although it was the second time she saw it, the tension of the picture and the pressure of the space still made her feel a little breathless. The collision of such strong colors

.

Perhaps he had stood in front of this painting for too long, so the busy bearded man finally put down his work, stood up and walked to Gu Tianlan's side.

"Do you like this painting?" Many people who visited the gallery stopped in front of this picture, but no one was willing to stay for too long. Such a strong contrast made people feel depressed and suffocated.

"I think this is Miss Zhu's best painting. It can catch people's heartbeat at a glance." Gu Tianlan said.

"Yes. The painting is a good one, but no one wants to put such a painting at home." The bearded man said it quite directly. He didn't seem to be selling things for the purpose. No one would put such a painting at home.

If you add trouble yourself, you can probably only put it in a gallery or art museum for people to visit.

Gu Tianlan couldn't help but turned her head and took a look at him: thick eyebrows, big eyes, a beard, dark complexion, shoulder-length hair that was shiny and tied in a braid at the back, and there was a piece of red paint on the sleeve of the army green down jacket.

The whole person looks very rough and unkempt.

"Are you the boss?" Gu Tianlan asked. She didn't think the store owner would hire a man with such style and love to speak the truth as a salesperson.

"That's right." The bearded man replied. He is one of the owners of a gallery opened by several people.

Gu Tianlan looked next to the painting again, and when she looked at it, she realized that starting with the one just now, there were a long series of about 7 or 8 paintings, all of which were by Zhu Ying.

Except for this one, most of the others are natural scenery with strong colors. It can be seen that the author was in a good mood and had a free heart when he was painting.

"How much does this painting cost?" Gu Tianlan suddenly pointed to the previous painting.

The bearded man seemed stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "I'm sorry, this painting is not for sale."

**
Chapter completed!