It was close to twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the students were out of school, and more and more people were gathered around.

People kept coming to appreciate Han Fan's art, and Han Fan also opened his face and shouted directly, which is getting better and better.

"Walk by, don't miss out, master paintings, free art, first come, first served. Han Fan shouted around with his throat pulled, for the sake of many people to come to see his art, and for the sake of completing the task, the old face directly didn't want it.

This shout was really useful, and some parents walked towards it with their children, attracting many people.

The main thing is that this "free giveaway" attracts them.

In this era, every parent hopes that their children will become dragons and phoenixes among people, and they all hope that their children will be all-round teenagers and girls, and all kinds of cram schools are emerging in endlessly.

As long as it is linked to art, it is absolutely very tempting.

Han Fan looked happy, there was no one before, and the people who came were also uncles and aunts, they had been sitting on the lace behind Han Fan, looking at him quietly, which made him quite uncomfortable.

However, the people who gathered here all looked a little strange.

Basically, there is no good evaluation of Han Fan's paintings, which makes Han Fan's face also pull down.

But who can blame for this, except for playing with mud when I was a child, I really didn't engage in art, and I only had music lessons during school, and I was also occupied by math, Chinese and English teachers.

"What is this painting, it's really ugly. "A primary school student with his trouser pocket in his trouser pocket is very disdainful.

Then the elementary school students took out their own tadpoles from their schoolbags and looked for their mothers.

"Uncle, your painting is too ugly, and it is not as good as Xiaohu's. ”

"Yes, young man, what are you drawing, it's all strange. ”

"Why do these eyes grow in the back, uncle, do you know how to draw. ”

......

was ridiculed for a while.

Han Fan was also speechless, but he still had to fool, even if it didn't work, he had to say yes, "You don't understand, this is abstract art, this is not something that ordinary people can draw." ”

"Do you know Archimedes?"

"I don't know. ”

Beautiful, Han Fan has forgotten what he is doing.

"The starting price of the abstract paintings he paints now is 100 million, and they paint this kind of art, and few people can appreciate this art, but the more they appreciate it, the more they can bring out the future art cells, and it is definitely beneficial to show children more. ”

"Honorable Bronze Host, you can't stand this foolish behavior of the system, Archimedes is a mathematician, believe it or not, he jumped out of the grave and beat you every day. ”

The system is deeply worried about the amount of knowledge stored by the host.

"Hehe, I don't believe it, you let him out. ”

"Then you recommend one to me. ”

Han Fan also blushed, he suffered a loss of no culture, fortunately, no one here knows, he knows a name.

W. Kandinsky (1866~1944 Russian painter) can be said to be the founder of abstract theory and practice....... ”

In an instant, Han Fan's mind was filled with information about this person.

Han Fan smiled, picked up the drawing board, and put it in front of a young parent, "This young lady, let me tell you that this is my lifelong experience, I once studied in Russia, which is the location of Kandinsky, the founder of abstraction, and my ancestors are also contemporaries of him. ”

"Didn't you just say Archimedes?"

"Oh, this is Kandinsky's spiritual friend. ”

"What do you mean by a spiritual friend? ”

"I'll talk about that later....... ”

Han Fan looked helpless, but he still recovered quickly.

"What do you think my ancestors have to do with him?"

The people who ate melons were also attracted by Han Fan's invisible compulsion, and they all shook their heads, saying that they didn't know.

"They are brothers, and the level of the two is almost equal, and later because of the war, my ancestors also came back, so I also learned a little bit of skin. ”

Han Fan said that there was a lot of talent here, and even he felt like it was real.

Hearing Han Fan flickering like this, the people around him also swallowed their saliva, this is terrible, maybe this young man will really be a master in the future, then the paintings he made will not take off.

All of them are interested.

"Don't tell me, I've heard this introduction, and I see that this painting is a man leading a dog. ”

"No, I thought it was a tiger just now, but when I looked at it again, it turned out to be a dog, and when I looked at it again, it changed again. ”

"Don't say it, there's such a thing. ”

Han Fan's heart blossomed, and he added fuel and vinegar and said: "You have to grasp it well, only twenty paintings have been given today, and three have already been given, maybe I will become famous in the future, these paintings are all treasures, not to mention hundreds of thousands." ”

"In addition, it can also cultivate children's artistic cells, which is the most important thing. ”

The people around couldn't bear Han Fan's sugar-coated shells, and the people who were originally planning to leave were all surrounded, and their hearts had already begun to stir.

At this point, they all want to make their families better and raise better children, so the premise of all these things, that is, money, is really like he said, what if, what if it is really worth it.

The crowd began to agitate.

Other people don't care what art is not art, just join in the fun.

"Give me one, young man, but you'll have to engrave your name. The uncle leaned over and said.

The old man took a fancy to the first painting.

When Han Fan heard this, he immediately gave a thumbs up, "Uncle, you really have a vision." ”

Then he engraved his name in a chic manner, but the name is the same as the painting, extremely abstract, I can't see what it is, but this can better reflect the abstract artistic atmosphere.

The uncle took the painting, carefully protected it, and happily took his grandson's hand and left here.

With this uncle at the beginning, others were also restless.

"Boy, get me one. ”

"Okay. ”

Soon, seven were sent, but they were all taken by uncles and aunts, and many young people were skeptical.

After all, this person looks too young, how useful a young man's paintings are, even if they become famous, it will not be many years later, they will also come from this era.

How difficult it is for a person to succeed, let alone an abstract painting, many people have never heard of it.

Some people even suspect that the old man just now is a painting trust!

It's just that what they don't know is that in the future, when Han Fan becomes the supreme being, a painting will be sold for a sky-high price.

Of course, that's another story.