Chapter 3 The Masters Ahead
Seeing that he was able to trigger such a violent chain reaction with a painting in his hand, Rao is Yang Xiaofan had a good heart, and he couldn't help but be a little excited.
After all, it was my own hand!
Gu Hao on the side was still chattering, excited and excited.
"Lao Yang, now in the school, there are rewards everywhere, as long as you find this painting master, start with 50,000 yuan! ”
Yang Xiaofan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
It is his luck to have Gu Hao, a good friend, but he is always considered brain-dead, and he is also very helpless.
With a light cough, Yang Xiaofan said with a serious face:
"Fatty, actually... That master of Chinese painting, that's me!"
“???”
Gu Hao frowned and looked at Yang Xiaofan.
Yang Xiaofan was a little speechless at his eyes.
"It's really me, you believe me. ”
"That's... I believe you, so I'll go out and look for it first and see if there are any clues. You stay in the dorm room and don't wander around. ”
With that, Gu Hao hurriedly got up and left the dormitory.
A moment later, Yang Xiaofan heard Gu Hao's anxious voice in the corridor.
"Hey, Dr. Li? Didn't you say that my brother's brain wouldn't continue to get worse? Why do I think he seems to be getting worse? Are you sure you don't want to prescribe him some refreshing medicine or something?"
“...。 ”
Yang Xiaofan was speechless for a while.
However, it also gave him a wake-up call.
It is difficult for ordinary people to understand this kind of thing, and now, I am afraid that he can't make too much fanfare and expose the abnormalities in his body.
Otherwise, if someone catches him and uses it as a guinea pig experiment, won't he have nowhere to cry?
After thinking about it carefully, Yang Xiaofan registered a new forum account, a new WeChat account, and published a post.
"I am the painter who painted on the campus wall, and now I sincerely sell all kinds of fine paintings, I can accept reservations, sincerely, add me WeChat 5421. ”
As soon as it was released, Yang Xiaofan received several replies.
No way, now the matter of painters is hyped up in universities, and there are posts about painters everywhere.
However, when Yang Xiaofan opened the post, he couldn't help but have a dark face.
"Nima, dead liar, so good at rubbing the heat?"
"If you're really a painter of that level, you still need to sell paintings in the forum?"
"Everyone reported it together and asked the bar to block his post. ”
...
A series of curses and black posts made Yang Xiaofan angry.
"Grass, wait until I draw it, and see what you have to say. ”
After speaking, Yang Xiaofan turned off the computer angrily, walked out of the dormitory, and went to buy painting supplies.
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On the other hand, the principal's office has already become a mess.
The phone rang one after another, and the noise made the principal's head go big.
I finally unplugged the phone line, turned off the mobile phone again, and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, the secretary had already stepped on his high heels and walked in.
"Principal, just now the president of the Yu Group in this city, called you, saying that he wanted to meet the painter, please come forward and help arrange it. ”
The principal replied angrily:
"Arrange a fart! I want to know who he is, and I have my turn to arrange for him? Now the big people who call to find painters outside can circle around my office dozens of times! Zhang Lao, president of the city's painting association and master of Chinese painting... Who is not higher than him?"
"What did the security department say?
"The security department is also very busy. When the security guard spotted the painter in the morning, the painter ran away, running too fast, and the security guard didn't catch up. In addition, he seems to be familiar with our campus and has avoided all the surveillance cameras, so there is no clue to check the surveillance. ”
"Then check it again! As long as he is a person, he can't just disappear out of thin air! I must find him, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't even want to sit still." ”
"Yes!"
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Yang Xiaofan, after leaving the dormitory, immediately came to a nearby painting shop.
Next to the university town, painting tools are still very easy to buy, and many people who think they have artistic bacteria like to cultivate a little hobby and mood.
"Boss, how much is the cheapest set of ordinary Chinese painting tools?"
The boss is a bald middle-aged man in his fifties, with a sly smile on his face, revealing years of experience in ripping off customers.
"It's not expensive, it's just more than a thousand. ”
"What? A set of ordinary painting tools costs more than a thousand, why don't you grab it?"
Yang Xiaofan was taken aback.
His monthly food expenses are only 1,002, and it costs more than 1,000 to buy the most ordinary painting tools.
"This is still expensive? A good set of painting tools costs tens of thousands!"
Yang Xiaofan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, playing literature and art really has to pay a price.
However, in order to make money, he could only grit his teeth and pay first.
"Then bring me a set. Is there a discount?"
"Student, nine and a half fold, for the sake of you just stepping into the painting road, uncle, I will directly give you 100 yuan for free, and charge you 1,040 yuan. ”
"One thousand four, rub, I really want to be almost, can I get credit?"
The bald boss, with a smile on his face, turned around and walked back to the store.
"We don't take any credit!"
Yang Xiaofan vomited blood depressedly.
He only lives on more than 1,000 a month, and he still has to eat.
The 10,000 yuan that Gu Hao gave him before had already been recharged by him. Moreover, it is the money of the classmates, and when I earn the money, I still have to pay it back to everyone.
If you buy painting utensils now, if you can't sell your paintings for a while, I'm afraid you'll have to eat steamed buns in the next few days.
Just when he was depressed, the corner of his eye, suddenly, caught a glimpse of a shadow, which made Yang Xiaofan's eyes light up.
Without saying a word, Yang Xiaofan took a step and trotted over.
"Squad leader, why are you here?"
"Yang Xiaofan?"
What Yang Xiaofan saw was none other than the squad leader Qin Nuanyu.
At this moment, she was standing in front of an automatic target machine, staring at the toys inside, and when she saw Yang Xiaofan, she couldn't help but be a little stunned.
"What are you doing here?"
"Uh... I'm here to buy something, but I don't have enough money, so I want to ask the squad leader for you to borrow some money and pay you back in a few days. ”
Qin Nuanyu frowned.
"If I'm not mistaken, the class donated 10,000 yuan to you today, right?
Yang Xiaofan touched his nose with some embarrassment.
"There was a little trouble, it was spent. But don't worry, I'll be loose in a few days, and I'll definitely return it to everyone. ”
Qin Nuanyu nodded.
"If you remember, how much do you borrow?"
"Not much, borrow a thousand. ”
"Good. ”
Qin Nuanyu didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly transferred a thousand yuan to Yang Xiaofan.