"Oh, you said this. ︾" Jung Ronghe smiled and handed the bag in her hand to Seo Hyun, saying, "I bought you a gift, a pair of shoes."

Xu Xian opened the bag and took a look. The very exquisite shoe box was definitely not cheap. However, after hesitating, she returned the shoes to Zheng Ronghe and said, "I can't accept them."

"Hmm?" Jung Ronghe wondered, "Why can't it be? It should be normal to give a gift on a date, right?"

Xu Xian felt a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't think of this and didn't buy you a gift."

Zheng Ronghe smiled, handed the bag over the second time, and said, "I still think it's a matter of it. It's okay. I didn't say hello to you. If you think you must buy it for me, I'll buy it next time. I'll accept it first this time."

Xu Xian looked at Zheng Ronghe, thought for a while, took the bag, and said, "I'll buy you a painting later."

Jung Ronghe nodded with a wry smile. He knew that he could not change Seo Hyun's decision, so he had to agree.

It was obviously inconvenient to enter the gallery with a pair of shoes. Xu Xian asked Zheng Ronghe for advice, put the shoes in the trunk of the car, and then the two walked into the gallery together.

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In this world, the definition of many things is very vague. Take painting as an example. What kind of painting is the most beautiful? I'm afraid Van Gogh cannot answer this question.

From a realistic perspective, no matter how well you draw, can the photos be realistic? Obviously not. From a technical perspective, photos can record a moment of one percent of a second, but even if the brush strokes are flying, it will take at least one and a half hours? When you finish drawing, your mentality and state will definitely not be the same as the moment you want to draw. Therefore, the drawing usually records things in the image, not realistic.

From an abstract perspective, art is even more unreliable. Now everyone says that Van Gogh is an artist. But when he was alive, he was just a poor man who had no money to recruit prostitutes. He quarreled with his friends and had a mental breakdown and cut off one of his ears. He lived to be 37 years old. He only sold a painting in his life, which was very cheap. His life was so miserable. If someone admired him at that time, he would never have done so. But the reality was not, so he died and shot himself.

Just as a talent show had to make a tragic story to advance, his life as mentally ill became a topic of relish after his death. His things that were incompatible with the mainstream painting style at that time were called paintings. As his life was fabricated with various plots, he became a great artist in people's praise, but what's the use? He died because of his poverty, earning less than 150 francs a month, and after his death, he only had tens of millions of francs. But what's the use?

The most ironic thing is that a hundred years after his death, someone used a three-year-old child's graffiti to pretend to be his work, but countless artists could not tell it.

What exactly is art? The so-called art is the mind of a group of people. If it is just the mind of a painter, it is really a "hole". If it is the mind of a group of people, it is called art.

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The gallery displays paintings by a not-famous "avantal" artist in South Korea. The exhibition board at the door shows that the painter was born more than 40 years ago. He was an art teacher and had a very ups and downs in his life. His first wife gave birth to three children and died. Then his wife divorced him. He was in great pain and went to Milan, Italy, the capital of art. Later, he went to France to beg for dinner at the door of Versailles Palace. He received funding from Korean entrepreneurs to return to China to hold an art exhibition.

His paintings written on the exhibition board combine the souls of his three children and his experience of wandering for more than ten years. They have unique insights and cognitions about life, society, and nature. But in the eyes of ordinary people, his paintings are drawn with triangle boards and painted with different colors, which are basically the same.

Xu Xian originally planned to buy one for Taeyeon, but she gave up on the idea of ​​seeing this painting. Although she was in awe of art, she really couldn't see any shadow of art in the paintings exhibited this time. Anyone who could draw a painting that could be drawn by a triangle board. If she had to say it was a painting, she could only think that she had insufficient appreciation.

Jung Ronghe didn't think how the painting was, because his focus was not on the painting at all. In his eyes, Xu Xian was his painting, and her every frown and smile was so beautiful, touching his heartstrings.

The gallery has a "未" structure, and now it has turned two turns, and half of the journey is left. Jung Ronghe is a little behind Seo Hyun and is struggling in her heart. Should she reach out to hold her hand? Or don't you?

His eyes seemed to have a filter, except for the scenery beside Xu Xian, the scenery blurred automatically. Zheng Ronghe swallowed, and made up his heart and stretched out his hand towards Xu Xian's hand. However, things went against his wishes. Xu Xian happened to take a step, and the difference between the two hands was staggered.

Zheng Ronghe didn't have the courage to reach out again, clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were embedded in his flesh without even notice.

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After watching the art exhibition boringly, Seo Hyun bought a pair of paintings that looked pretty pleasing to the eye for giving to Jung Yonghe, spending more than one million won. In fact, this price is the cheapest under the title of artwork, but Seo Hyun still felt that she was spending money indiscriminately. However, thinking that the shoes that Jung Yonghe gave her were at least at this price, I felt a lot more balanced and just thought it was the money to pay for the shoes.

The tickets to the gallery were bought by Seo Hyun, so the place to eat was naturally decided by Jung Yong-he. There are many restaurants near the gallery. Jung Yong-he chose a Korean food restaurant with partitions. He knew that Seo Hyun liked traditional food.

The food was ordered by Xu Xian, which was almost the price of the gallery ticket just now. She had been carefully calculating in her mind that so far, everything except for the gifts was within her plan.

In short, the two of them have been friends for many years. They said they were dates, but in fact they didn’t have anything to talk about because they already knew each other well. Zheng Ronghe was still struggling with whether to confess and felt confused.

Xu Xian looked at Jung Ronghe's appearance and knew that he might have something to say, but he couldn't guess what he wanted to say. So the two of them stopped talking. They lowered their heads to eat, and the atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

The meal was almost done. Jung Ronghe still couldn't find the best time to confess. Seeing that Seo Hyun was about to pack up, he could no longer wait and said, "Hyung, I, I have something to say to you."

"Hmm?" Xu Xian stopped packing things, faced Zheng Ronghe with a straightforward attitude, and said, "Tell me."

With Xu Xian's serious attitude, Zheng Ronghe felt timid again when he saw it, but he also knew that if he didn't say it today, he would never have a chance. This time, he came out to date him alone because he saved Tofu. Next time, she would not have come out without a reason. Even if he barely came out, he would definitely not be alone.

"Xian, I'm going to join the army." With the beginning, it's much easier. Jung Yong-he lowered his head and said, "This year is the deadline. I have to join the army. The date has been set. In September, I will choose the Army. Twenty-four months."

Xu Xian was a little stunned. She was about to forget that Zheng Ronghe would not mention this matter. Yes, he is twenty-eight years old this year. It is the last time.

Military service in South Korea has always been a nightmare for male artists, because for male celebrities, the age of 27 or 28 is the time to become popular. Most people even have their peak periods. It is a bit inhumane to give up everything at their peak and go to the army to jail in the army. The Korean entertainment industry is updated so quickly. It is said that ten people debut every day. When they come back in two years, they may not know who you are. I wonder how many people have been sentenced to death for serving. But from another perspective, it is inevitable to serve, otherwise you will always be popular, and others will still have a day to stand out?

Jung Yong-he was born in 1989 and had no conditions to postpone his enlistment, so 2017 is the deadline for him to enlist.

Although he knew that this day must have, it was still a bit difficult to accept when it really came. Jung Yonghe has developed very well in recent years, and has reached its peak in both groups and individuals. After he served, B Lue also had to enter a rest period, and the double burden of individuals and teams made him breathless.

"It will be announced soon, fans...hehe, I don't know what to do..."

Xu Xian bit her lower lip and thought in her heart that she should say something to comfort her, but she had never done such a thing before. She always felt that it was inappropriate when she said that, so she swallowed it back.

Jung Ronghe has been immersed in her emotions, lowered her head and did not see Seo Hyun's expression. She continued: "I can fall asleep very late every day, the pressure is getting more and more accumulated, and I don't know how to relieve it. Just like... like tomorrow is the end of the day, I feel that there are still many things I want to do, many things have not been completed, there are not enough time every day, and there are still many worries..."

After pausing, he sighed again. Jung Ronghe finally plucked up the courage to face Xu Xian's eyes and said, "I know that I will definitely not be able to do what I want to do in the remaining two months, so I can only choose the most important thing for me. I have thought about it for a long time. What exactly is the thing I most urgently want to do? Slowly, I ruled out everything, and you are the only one left."

"Yi, I like you, and it has not changed over the years. I still keep all the things you gave me when I was 'My knot'. The letters and scarves I threw away were found, all in my secret box. I used to think we were still young, had their own careers, and were responsible for our fans, so we were not in a hurry. But now I am really anxious. I must tell you that I like you."

"Twenty-four months, are you willing to wait for me?"

After listening to Zheng Ronghe's words in a daze, Xu Xian was completely panicked. Why is it completely different from the plan? Is he confessing his love? (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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