218: See Kang Sichen again

"Three days... she didn't come to find herself?" Kang Sichen pinched the bridge of his nose and opened another book, but there was no way to calm down and read the book in his hand.

"Mr. Kang... There is a reporter looking for you outside." A stewman Li knocked gently at the door and said at the door.

"Who?" Suddenly, Kang Sichen opened the door, and the wind and fire shocked Steal Li. He had never seen Mr. Kang Sichen so nervous. So it also surprised the stewors Li.

"It's a reporter from the fashion magazine... He said he told you about a month ago." Steal Li looked at Kang Sichen and replied.

"An?" Kang Sichen muttered, "I remember it's next month." Then I touched and closed the door.

Looking at Kang Sichen's door, Steg Li swallowed and could only slowly leave. Hey... The boss sent people, and he had to see other people's faces by himself. What can I say? Didn't you say that the boss is not accepting access for the time being in the creation?

After the man was sent away, he wanted to close the door, but he saw another girl's head poked in. It was so fast that if he accidentally closed the door quickly, I'm afraid it would be caught in her head.

"Hey... little girl, you scared me to death. Who are you looking for?" Manager Li touched his fluttering little heart, and then looked at Jiang Muyan and asked.

"My name is Jiang Muyan, and I made an appointment with Mr. Kang..." Jiang Muyan showed his white teeth and an innocent face.

"Jiang Muyan?"

"Well... you just need to tell Mr. Kang." Looking at Jiang Muyan's appearance, stewor Li hesitated for a moment and then said to Jiang Muyan, "Wait, I'll tell you now."

"Good."

"Sir... the reporter of the magazine..."

"I didn't tell you that I don't see her now!" Kang Sichen said impatiently in the door before Steward Li finished speaking.

"Oh. OK. I know. This little girl named Jiang doesn't look like a reporter. Maybe it's your fan..." When stewer Li muttered and turned around, the door next to her suddenly opened.

Kang Sichen immediately appeared at the door: "Do you think it's Jiang Muyan?"

"Yes...that's the name!" Manager Li nodded.

"She didn't leave?"

"No, wait at the door."

"Then let her come up." Kang Sichen suddenly regained his refreshed appearance, and then pulled his clothes as if he wanted to see some national leader. Then he walked inside with a slightly relaxed expression: "Also, take two cups of coffee."

"Yes!" Manager Li touched his not yet old head, and this gentleman made it clear that there was this girl in his heart? What kind of little girl is called Jiang Muyan? Ha ha... It seems that there is going to be some good news to celebrate in this gloomy place! Thinking of this, his face was also uncontrollably happy.

I watched Kang Sichen step by step to the present, experienced the death of his parents, experienced the doubts of the eyes of the world, and became an irreplaceable star in the photography industry, all of which brought him the light of success, but also brought loneliness. Now there is finally a girl who can really make him feel relaxed and happy. God is eye-opening.

"Hi...Mr. Kang..." Jiang Muyan slowly walked to Kang Sichen's work room with stewer Li.

"Come in." Kang Sichen is holding a newspaper and looking carefully at the content on it. Manager Li at the door looked at him, smiled, and then slowly retreated without changing his face.

"Are you reading the newspaper?" Jiang Muyan looked at Kang Sichen's face that had been covered by newspapers, and then asked.

"Well..." Kang Sichen covered his face, and the girl's influence on herself was far beyond her imagination. I can only cover my face and suppress the joy that I am about to show.

"But..." Jiang Muyan swallowed. She really wanted to see it as if she didn't see it, but is this also the reason why a top artist can never be the same as ordinary people?

"Say it." Kang Sichen slowly recovered his heartbeat, and then asked slowly.

"But... the newspaper took it back..." Jiang Muyan whispered.

I only saw Kang Sichen's hand holding the newspaper tremble slightly, and then the newspaper was slowly folded up, revealing his calm expression and a always cold face. There doesn't seem to be any embarrassment.

But he may think this is normal. Jiang Muyan nodded and gave himself a definite answer. Then he looked at Kang Sichen as if nothing had happened.

"Are you here to copy and take photos this time?" He has already known the usual sets of those magazines or news. So he pretended to ask calmly.

"Yes. This is a good article for you to see. Most of them are written as you said last time, but there may be some changes in some of the text, so... I still want you to have a look. If there is any problem, just let me know. Jiang Muyan said with a smile.

"Oh." Kang Sichen just wanted to talk to her well and didn't have much thought about the article, but... he frowned slightly when he saw the last part.

Jiang Muyan had studied expression analysis, so as soon as he frowned, she knew that there must be something. He didn't think it was very appropriate, so he quickly asked, "Well, Mr. Kang, I want to ask, do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Conschen put down the manuscript and pointed to the last paragraph with his finger: "I remember that I didn't say such a thing. What I said is that art and life are originally two separate parts. Even the so-called artistic life is just the edification of art that people add to ordinary life, but Life itself cannot become an art.

"But you also said what I think, that's what you think, isn't it?" Jiang Muyan looked at him and said, "And what I think is the opposite of yours, so I wrote down my thoughts."

"Miss Jiang Muyan, I don't hate the wording of your article, but I won't add wrong ideas to it. So..."

Why is it wrong? Is art and life really imperable? Jiang Muyan interrupted Kang Sichen's words.

"If you can, tell me why? Is eating and drinking Lazar an art? Kang Sichen asked curiously.

"Why can't it be? When Picasso presented his first work to the world, many people thought that he was a madman. The paintings were full of people, and they could not see what they were at all. Like normal people of monsters, square faces, and broken fruits, every stroke looked careless, but it was art. Jiang Muyan looked at Kang Sichen and said.

"For example, he painted apples, which are real-life things. If there is nothing realistic for him to compare, will he bring so much inspiration to paint? Jiang Muyan was outspoken, which made Kang Sichen feel a little interesting.

It is true that since he stepped into this road, he has rarely thought about whether his idea is correct. He has long separated art from ordinary people's life. Is ordinary life full of art?

"A dancer who dances Latin on the roadside, a young man playing guitar to court his beloved girl, a child who gets candy secretly hidden, or an old man who tries his best to chew nuts that he can't completely crush. Everything about them is instinctive, but in our view, they are all part of this society, aren't they?"

"If we live in an era without smiles, stealing, talking and communication, where does your art come from?" Jiang Muyan expressed his ideas completely.

Kang Sichen looked at her and was surprised that her little head had so many ideas, and every thought made her feel unexpected. Suddenly, Kang Sichen's eyes widened and an idea flashed by. Is it possible that Jiang Muyan himself is an art, that is, an art that belongs to himself? Including her strange ideas?

"This is just my idea. I don't know what you think." After Jiang Muyan finished speaking, she looked up at Kang Sichen and asked, but he asked three times in a row. His expression remained motionless. If it hadn't been for seeing that his chest was still undulating, she would have thought he was a dead man.

"You are so smart that...very good." Kang Sichen suddenly felt a great joy, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

Suddenly, everyone in the villa stopped their work. Mr. Kang, who had a gloomy face all day long, actually smiled and laughed so loudly?

"Hello? Don't scare me. My little heart can't stand the scare?" Jiang Muyan looked at Kang Sichen and then swallowed and said. This guy is not crazy, is he? Driven crazy by yourself? After saying a few words, he suddenly laughed. If people knew that Cons Chen turned back and forth with such a smile, he would probably take off his eyes, right?

"I'm fine, just suddenly feel happy, because... I know you." Kang Sichen said extremely sincerely, and then stretched out his hand, which was the first time he shook hands with Jiang Muyan.

"Thank you..." This should be a compliment, right? Jiang Muyan automatically squeezed out those factors and then simply thought about it.

"How about I invited a French Michelin restaurant master today? Stay at night to taste his cooking?" Conschen looked much more relaxed.

"Well...oh... Will I be confused if I stay?" Jiang Muyan thought for a moment and asked carefully.

"Why?"

"Because people will think that the article I wrote is not fair enough, the reason is very simple, because I have a good relationship with you and have a big meal together." Jiang Muyan's blunt words made Kang Sichen speechless.

"I don't care about those rumors." Kang Sichen can only express his thoughts.

"I know, but I'm not for you, but for myself."