The Lizhuang community is just north of the Liuyun community, and the two communities are only separated by a moat, even if you walk past, it will only take about ten minutes at most.

Ding Shuo thought that there would be nothing to do at night anyway, so he nodded and agreed to Dong Erbao's request: "Okay, it just so happens that I am free now, if it is convenient for you......"

Without waiting for Ding Shuo to finish speaking, Dong Erbao hurriedly replied: "Haha, convenient, what's inconvenient about this?"

Since the other party said so, Ding Shuo thought that it was a good way to go anyway, so he had to nod: "It's okay to go and have a look, but I don't promise to accept any paintings." ”

After all, the two have just met, and Ding Shuo doesn't know much about this guy, let alone what his level is, so there are some things that must be explained in advance.

Dong Erbao smiled and said, "That's nature!"

The taxi driver sent the two to the gate of the community, Dong Erbao led the way in front, and the two just walked to the door of the unit along the slope road, and they got an unexpected surprise......

The lights in the whole building suddenly went out.

"I'll ...... Why is the power out again!" Dong Erbao said with beads of sweat on his head, panting.

Ding Shuo sent Dong Erbao a cigarette, and by the way, he also lit one for himself: "You often have power outages here?"

Dong Erbao nodded: "Well, anyway, it's been a lot of stops recently, why don't we wait downstairs for a while?" If you're lucky, maybe you can call in three or five minutes." ”

"And what about bad luck?"

"If you're unlucky, you'll have to climb the stairs!"

Ding Shuo took a cigarette in his mouth and looked up: "What floor do you live on?"

"18th floor!"

"Uh, forget it...... the corners of Ding Shuo's mouth twitched, and he instantly gave up the proposal to climb the stairs, "Then let's wait, it's cool downstairs." ”

Dong Erbao took a puff of his cigarette and asked boredly, "By the way, brother, where is your gallery?"

"Antique Street, Wine Lane. ”

"Oh...... I have visited a few galleries in the antique street, and I feel that most of them are selling paintings. ”

Ding Shuo didn't deny it and nodded: "Well, it's almost, but my gallery mainly sells pure art oil paintings." ”

Dong Erbao came over and shook hands with Ding Shuo: "Brother, I will mess with you in the future, it's not easy to rely on art to make a living these days." ”

Ding Shuo was held by the other party's hand and was thinking about a very serious matter......

This guy just finished going to the toilet and doesn't seem to have washed his hands, right?

The two were chatting downstairs, and before they finished smoking a cigarette, the community called.

Ding Shuo threw the cigarette butt on the ground, gently twisted it with his toes, picked up the cigarette butt again, threw it into the trash can on the side, followed Dong Erbao into the elevator, and came to the 18th floor.

This smell is so deadly!

Ding Shuo instinctively held his breath, feeling that he was almost smoked out of internal injuries.

Dong Erbao pushed open the door, turned on the light, and smiled apologetically: "Hehe, living alone, the room is a little messy, don't mind." ”

Ding Shuo frowned, is this a bit messy? It's even more warehouse than a warehouse!

The small living room is littered with large and small frames, most of which are semi-finished products, with beer bottles, cans, cigarette butts, and toilet paper balls thrown everywhere.

There is not even a place to put your feet down......

However, when Ding Shuo saw the self-portraits hanging on the wall, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward to appreciate them carefully: "These self-portraits are good!"

Dong Erbao hurriedly said: "Brother, these paintings are not for sale for the time being? ”

"Exhibiting?"

"Well, the Longshan Oil Painting Biennale, hey, hey, one of my classmates had to pull me to sign up, that is, to join in the fun. ”

Ding Shuo nodded, and just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, his gaze happened to sweep over the inscription in the lower right corner of the entire painting, feeling a little familiar, so he moved his gaze back to the inscription, and his pupils contracted slightly: "I'll go...... You're Darba?"

Dong Erbao: "Huh??"

Ding Shuo smiled indifferently: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I seemed to have received your paintings before." ”

DEB！

He silently spelled it out in his heart, it was really the initials of "Dong Erbao", and then looked at his painting style, which was somewhat similar to the one he sold to Yu Tengfei and his wife at a high price.

"Have you received my paintings before?re they fake?" Dong Erbao scratched his head, trying to recall, why didn't I have any impression at all?

"Let's not talk about this yet, can't this one be shot?" Ding Shuo looked at a scene sketch next to the self-portrait.

Autumn wind ferry, reeds withered branches.

Although there are a few places that are not as delicate as Ma Dongxi, but a glance at the author of this painting knows that the author of this painting is a master of oil painting who has been tempered thousands of times.

"Sell, you can make a price!"

"This number. Ding Shuo popped out two fingers.

Dong Erbao immediately shook his head: "No, no, two hundred is too little, I have been painting this one for nearly a week, at this price, you can pick and choose the few sketches next to it." ”

"I'm talking about two thousand. ”

"Two ...... Poof!Two thousand!!!" Dong Erbao just drank a mouthful of mineral water, and it squirted out, he put down the mineral water bottle in his hand and squeezed Ding Shuo's hand hard, "Brother, aren't you teasing me again?"

In Dong Erbao's impression, he went to the gallery to sell the most expensive one, which seemed to be only 1,200 yuan.

He often goes to the gallery to sell paintings, and he also knows his own level, so he has a very accurate grasp of the market, like the one Ding Shuo asked just now, it is easy to sell 500, it is difficult to sell 800, and you don't have to think about it if you are more than 1000, and Ding Shuo will give 2000 as soon as he opens his mouth, this is a real big guy!

"What are you teasing for? This painting is worth this price!" Ding Shuo said lightly, at the moment of shaking hands with Dong Erbao, he found that there was still paint left in the other party's fingernails, coupled with the other party's obsession and comprehension of art, he suddenly had an idea-

Turn lies into reality!

"Thank you!" Dong Erbao let go of Ding Shuo's hand, and it was a very exciting thing for his work to be appreciated by others.

However, Dong Erbao, whose life is still in a state of subsistence and clothing, is thinking at this moment that he wants to add a few more pieces of meat to himself tonight to treat himself, he has not eaten meat for almost half a month.

"Do you want to become a master?" Ding Shuo asked suddenly.

"Master?" Dong Erbao was stunned, who doesn't want to become a master if he can't learn his art. Very self-aware, this realm is too far away from oneself.

Ding Shuo seemed to be able to see through Dong Erbao's inner thoughts, and said with a smile: "If you want to become a master, maybe I can help you." ”

Dong Erbao was skeptical, but still asked the question he was most concerned about: "How to charge?"

Ding Shuo shook his head with a smile: "No charge, I mean, we can cooperate." ”

Dong Erbao was even more confused: "Cooperation?

Ding Shuo explained: "I would like to invite you to join my gallery and become the first contracted painter of Mu Yuxuan, I will package and promote you, and use the shortest time to quickly increase your popularity in the oil painting industry, and the money earned from selling paintings will be fifty-fifty cents." ”

Seeing that Dong Erbao was a little hesitant, Ding Shuo continued: "Don't be in a hurry to answer me, you can think about it slowly." ”

The solemn look on Dong Erbao's face quickly faded, and he returned to his previous heartiness: "Don't think about it, I'm willing to join your gallery." ”