Chapter 117 Debut

May 2nd, one in the afternoon.

City S, Ruoyun Gallery.

This is an art gallery located in the eastern part of the city, which, in addition to exhibitions, also handles art appraisal, auctions and other related businesses.

On this day, a young man in a black casual suit came to Ruoyun Gallery. This person was none other than the mystery novelist Feng Bujue...

"I actually have to buy a ticket..." After buying a ticket and entering the gallery, Feng Bujue muttered to himself in frustration, "Although I had a bad feeling before I left, this ticket price of one hundred and eighty is more expensive than most movies... Speaking of which, generally no one would arrange a first meeting at an art gallery, right..."

Jue Ge's agreed time with Si Yu was one ten, and as a gentleman, he naturally arrived a little early.

[Since I'm already in here, I might as well take a look around. Standing here like this does look pretty suspicious... In this short amount of time, the security guard has already glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally several times.] Feng Bujue thought to himself, [That kind of look is either suspicion or wanting to chat me up... Hmm... I have to do something quickly.]

He put his hands in his pockets and strolled inside as if nothing had happened, then stopped in front of a rather wide painting. [Okay, no one is paying attention to me anymore. It's actually quite simple... Just pretend to be looking at the painting. Hmm hmm... As long as I keep pace with everyone else, I won't be...]

"Do you also like his work?" A strange voice suddenly sounded from beside him.

In the corner of Jue Ge's eye, he saw an uncle in a wool sweater who looked forty-seven or eight and had a kind face.

[Hey... Who is "he"? And who are you, uncle!] Feng Bujue didn't expect anyone to strike up a conversation with him, and he complained repeatedly in his heart, but on the surface he still stammered, "Ah... Ah... It's alright."

"His works are all very good, Russia hasn't had such an innovative painter for a long time." The uncle replied with interest.

[Oh... so this is a work by a Russian painter... Anyway, it's either a -nov or a -ski...] Jue Ge quickly moved his gaze to the LCD screen next to the painting, glanced at the relevant notes on the work, and then continued, "Ah... Impressionism, everyone has different ideas when they look at it."

"Hehe... that's true." The uncle said, "Young man, then what do you think this painting expresses?"

[It expresses that this "driver" is either driving under the influence or is already colorblind to the point of not being able to see traffic lights... This kind of thing... If you give me one hundred and eighty, I can paint ten of them for you. Just throw Arthas into the paint and let him roll around on the paper and it's done.]

"Maybe he wants to express... that the damage of alcohol and marijuana to the human brain is irreversible." Feng Bujue couldn't help but complain.

The uncle was stunned for two seconds, then laughed out loud, "Hahaha..."

And he laughed like that for a whole minute...

[Hey hey... Is it that funny? Even if you get the joke, you don't have to laugh to this extent, a lot of people are looking over here, uncle! Speaking of which, should I just leave this guy and slip away quietly... Security guards, why are you guys selectively ignoring me at this time, at least come over and say "Please don't make noise" or something!]

The security guards certainly wouldn't come over to interfere... because this uncle was the owner of Ruoyun Gallery. His name was Li Feng, and he was a low-key businessman. Also... he was Li Ruoyu's father.

"How did you guys start chatting?" At this moment, Si Yu's voice suddenly came from behind Jue Ge.

Hearing the sound, Feng Bujue turned his head and saw Li Ruoyu in the real world for the first time. Jue Ge really didn't expect that Si Yu's real appearance would be even more beautiful than her game image. Her skin was as white as snow, her face was like a hibiscus, her beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, and she was charming and moving; her figure was even more graceful and elegant, and naturally beautiful. However, her temperament was still the same... faintly revealing a kind of coldness that made people feel difficult to approach.

Today, Si Yu was wearing a black long-sleeved t-shirt and light-colored jeans. Her outfit was very simple, she didn't wear any accessories; she didn't have any ear piercings or tattoos, and even her nails were cut very short. Of course, this was also her consistent style, it seemed that she didn't care much about meeting Jue Ge.

"Eh? Why did you come out of the gallery?"

"This is my family's gallery." Si Yu replied.

"Huh?" Feng Bujue was stunned when he heard this.

[So I could have just waited for you to come out outside! Why did I buy a ticket to come in!]

"Dad, what are you laughing at?" Si Yu said to her father, who was already out of breath from laughing.

"Haa... haa..." Uncle Li took a few breaths and just recovered, "Xiao Yu, this... this young man... hahaha..." He wiped away a tear, "Eh? Wait... you guys know each other?"

[That's my line! You're actually her dad! No wonder you're wearing a wool sweater and wandering around, so you came out from inside too!]

"Um... Uncle, hello." Feng Bujue said, "My name is Feng Bujue."

[I blurted it out! Why did I say "Uncle"! Logically speaking, I should have called him Uncle or something... I inadvertently fell into this atmosphere of an elementary school student going to a classmate's house...]

Uncle Li suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Feng Bujue's face. The next second, he took three steps back and thoroughly looked Jue Ge up and down. Then he turned to his daughter and said, "Could this be your boyfriend?"

Si Yu still had that indifferent expression, and replied in a calm tone, "No." She paused, "Just a normal friend."

"Yes, yes, just a normal frie..." Feng Bujue also wanted to say something like that, but before he could finish his words, he felt a cold and sharp gaze... which made him swallow his words back.

[Hey... You can say we're just normal friends, but I can't... What do you want?]

"Oh!" Uncle Li immediately took out his mobile phone, and without caring whether Feng Bujue agreed or not, he took several full-body and half-body photos of him with lightning speed... Ka cha, ka cha...

Then, this middle-aged uncle, with his fingers as fast as the wind and as powerful as lightning... performed a series of operations on his mobile phone with amazing speed, and then dialed a phone number.

"Hello? Honey, did you receive it?" After the call was connected, Uncle Li turned around with a happy face and said to the phone, "It's my daughter's friend! That's right! A living and breathing boy! Hmm hmm... He's quite handsome. Oh... not that, but she finally has a friend!"

[How miserable is your life! This is far beyond the level of social anxiety... Even I don't have no friends!]

"Well, I'll tell you when I get back." Uncle Li hung up the phone, turned around, and suddenly his eyes were like torches and his face was solemn, "Xiao Feng, I'm entrusting my daughter to you..."

Si Yu shook her head and sighed, "Dad, don't say unnecessary things..."

"Hehe... You, you're too kind." Feng Bujue replied with a dry smile.

"What's with that look on your face that says you've accepted it with pleasure?" Si Yu glared at Jue Ge and continued.

[Hey! Your dad is so silly, cute and naive, I'm helping you out, and you're still glaring at me?]

...

Ten minutes later, Si Yu pulled Jue Ge to the street.

When she got here, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah... I feel like I accidentally learned some information that I shouldn't have... You're not going to silence me, are you..." Feng Bujue said weakly.

"It doesn't matter, you have nowhere to say it." Si Yu replied.

"Hmm... that's right, Little Skeleton is your cousin, so she should know, then Little Tan probably already knows too..." Feng Bujue speculated.

At the same time, behind the green belt across the street, two shadowy figures wearing sunglasses and baseball caps were observing the movements here.

"I don't know why... I suddenly feel a chill down my spine." Little Tan said, "They're not talking about me, are they?"

"Who knows... Ah! I wish I could read lips." Bei Ling replied, "I really want to know what those two are saying when they're alone..."

"Speaking of which... aren't we going to be mistaken for stalkers like this?" Little Tan glanced around nervously.

"What are you afraid of, with a super~beautiful girl like me by your side, the chance of being misunderstood is zero." Bei Ling replied.

"Yes, yes... With a super~beautiful girl like you, it's okay to do anything bad." Little Tan complained, "Speaking of which, you're already twenty-two, and you still call yourself a beautiful gi... Puff..." Before he could finish his words, he took an elbow to the stomach.