Emperor Ye stared at Zhang Che in front of him with a burning look, and the latter was shocked by his focused and serious look.

"It's probably too late for us to go there now."

"Why?"

"You think, she is here to visit, and it's impossible for her to stay in the same place all the time."

Zhang Che woke up the dreamer with a word. Emperor Ye was just thinking about going to the place where Dugu Xiaoxuan appeared before to find her, but he forgot an important one.

Dugu Xiaoxuan must have been relaxed when she came to Xiangshan, and it was impossible for her to stay in the same place.

He sat down again with some depression, and Emperor Ye said, "Are you destined to not meet each other?"

When he had not heard the news about Dugu Xiaoxuan, Ye Huang did not feel the importance of her to him. He comforted himself in his heart that she was just a confidante and did not need too much concern.

But when half of Zhang Che's face appeared on the drawing board, the shock like five thunders suddenly made Ye Huang's heart tighten.

The emotion that had been accumulated for a long time but could not be vented instantly flooded the embankment built by Emperor Ye with lies, which had no resistance.

The emotional sublimation of a person's emotions towards another person often only takes a moment. If Ye Huang was still in a state of hesitation before seeing Dugu Xiaoxuan on the painting just now, then at that moment, he understood his heart.

He knew what he needed and why he chose to escape on this issue.

Isn’t life just to live happily and freely?

Why can Qin Yue, Chen Yan, Jiang Yan and others accept it themselves, but they cannot accept Dugu Xiaoxuan?

Emperor Ye sat in his seat, lowered his head, and asked his heart again and again what he was avoiding and what he was worried about?

And here, Zhang Che also sat down.

"If you don't see it once, there will always be times when you see it. The key is to persevere!"

"You don't understand my business..."

With a chuckle, Dugu Xiaoxuan was hiding from him. Ye Huang knew very well. In the past three months, he had quietly slipped around Dugu’s old house, but he had never seen Dugu Xiaoxuan appear, which showed that Dugu Xiaoxuan had never come back.

If you don’t go home, you may be able to explain the reason that you don’t want to see yourself. After all, Mr. Dugu is nearly 90 years old, and Dugu Xiaoxuan is the only relative in the world.

"I don't understand, but love is actually the same. If you are two people in love, if you think of her, she will definitely miss you too. Wouldn't you?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you probably have this kind of relationship, right?"

After taking another sip of mineral water, Zhang Che asked with a smile.

"You have only had a relationship once, how could you be like a love saint?"

After Zhang Che said this, Emperor Ye raised his head and seemed to be a little cheerful.

"I am not a love saint, but I have observed a lot. This is Xiangshan, one of the most famous attractions in Yanjing. There are many couples who come here to take wedding photos every year, and there are naturally many ordinary discounts. I have been here for nearly half a year. I am a pig, and I can see the subtle differences. Besides, I am still a human being, so I am not stupid. With your expression just now, some things are not difficult to guess."

After saying this, Emperor Ye suddenly shook his body and he had an enlightenment in his heart.

A pair of eyes stared at Zhang Che, who was poor and destitute in front of him. He remembered what the old man said to him: If you want to truly understand the customs and culture of a place and know the various subtle things in a place, you need not find major intelligence agencies, but those who are the most poor and poor in that area. Their eyes and ears are given by God.

At first, Emperor Ye thought that the old man was swearing, but now he confirmed it by Zhang Che.

In Xiangshan, Zhang Che is wise enough in front of him!

"Never underestimate the ears of musicians and the eyes of painters. I have doubts about such a simple question, and it is so stupid."

Shaking his head, Ye Huang smiled, "You are indeed a qualified painter."

"Painter? Haha, I'm just a poor scholar who sketches, the lowest-level existence in this society."

After being praised by Emperor Ye, Zhang Che was not very happy, because these praises may be out of sincerity, but they could not change his current situation.

"Believe that God will favor the person who is constantly struggling, and you should be favored by God."

"Did you forget the ancient words?"

"What's the matter?"

"No one has ever asked about it for ten years, and once you become famous, the world knows it! The efforts you have made and the suffering you have endured have polished you again and again, making you tough and strong, and success is just a matter of time."

"A question of time? How much time, one day? two days? or ten years... twenty years? Ha... I'm afraid I'll starve to death before I succeed."

Zhang Che, who is full of darkness in his life, no longer has too many fantasies about continuing his painting career.

From studying painting in junior high school, to getting into high school and then to college, I have been studying hard for ten years, but in the end I have become a situation where I fell into the street. This is the result of my own efforts? This is what I promised to my parents that one day will surely make a big splash and become a world-renowned painter?

There were tears in Zhang Che's eyes, but blood was flowing in his heart.

"Hahaha, isn't this the great painter Zhang? Are you still dreaming of spring and autumn? You are still a little self-aware. If you continue like this, you will indeed starve to death on the street. Why don't I introduce you to the work of moving bricks on the construction site? Two hundred a day is much more valuable than painting like this."

Just when Zhang Che was still immersed in sadness, a very disharmonious male voice suddenly rang next to him.

Sitting opposite, Ye Huang turned his head slightly and saw a young man in his twenties wearing a pair of sunglasses walking over.

Behind him were a few young men of similar size, looking like his little followers, and at the end of the crowd was a pretty girl.

It’s just that because of the excessive amount of rouge and gouache, it gives Ye Huang a very uncomfortable feeling.

"How come you are here?!"

Zhang Che, opposite, suddenly stood up and looked at the young man walking towards him with a sad and angry look, with an expression of indescribable anger.

Seeing this scene and listening to the man's voice just now, Emperor Ye guessed what the man was.
Chapter completed!