Mr. Bai re-emerged after ten years, and Mr. Bai's art exhibition is invited to come!]

"Right here, Mr. Cheng, you said my grandmother's painting called friendship is in this art exhibition?"

Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona and Zhao Xiaohui stood on the streets of the downtown area of Jinglan South City.

Raising her eyes and looking at the poster of the art exhibition, Zhao Xiaohui was a little surprised and surprised.

"That's true, the super search app showed me that one of the so-called paintings called friendship is in this art exhibition, I really didn't expect it to be an obscure painting, but now it seems that this is probably not the case, this painting is really a little famous, but who will this white teacher be? Could it be your grandmother's classmate?"

Cheng Yiping nodded, his eyes flashing with inexplicable brilliance, and in his mind, a soul clone appeared on the side of one of the paintings in the museum, and the red arrow that marked the sign of the missing object rose to the sky, even from a distance, he could see it clearly.

"It's possible, it's really possible, you see, you see"

Zhao Xiaohui looked at the poster excitedly, and there was a resume about Teacher Bai at the bottom of the poster.

This teacher Bai is about sixty years old and is a professor at the First Academy of Fine Arts in Jiangzhen City.

Moreover, his paintings are quite valuable and are sought after by the art world.

"It's really possible that my grandmother was a classmate in terms of age, so I remember, I remember, my grandma went to art school in high school, so it's really possible."

Zhao Xiaohui's head nodded like a chicken pecking, originally he still had some strange and doubts, but now looking at the art museum in front of him, he suddenly had an inexplicable confidence.

He believed that maybe this Teacher Bai must have something to do with her grandmother and an agreement.

"Okay, Zhao Xiaohui, Cheng Yiping, whether it's true or not, I think we should be able to know if it's true or false when we go in and see. ”

Zhang Xiaona smiled softly, raised her head, and walked straight in.

The art exhibition room held by Mr. Bai is free of charge and does not require some tickets.

Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona and Zhao Xiaohui walked in.

If only Cheng Yiping went in alone, it might arouse suspicion, after all, Cheng Yiping's dress does not look like the kind of person who engages in art, nor does he look like a person who likes to buy paintings.

But with the addition of Zhao Xiaohui and Zhang Xiaona, it is completely different, these are two unique beauties who exude a seductive temperament, and they do look like the kind of people who play art

Cheng Yiping has never had much interest in painting, or he has no talent.

He really doesn't have a so-called art cell for art

Cheng Yiping entered this gallery, a bright gallery, the windows are bright and clean, and there are a painting on the wall of every other section of the gallery, and many people stop to watch, or even copy.

Cheng Yiping looked left and right for a long time, shook his head, and said with a wry smile

"It seems that I really still don't have the so-called art cells"

Cheng Yiping sometimes really can't understand, isn't it just painting, in his opinion, sometimes these paintings are not as good as comic paintings, but this is such a painting in the international community and even liked by many people, saying that it feels art from the inside, feels abstraction, feels the vibration of the soul, how can there be so many messy things.

For the art part, Cheng Yiping is sure that he really doesn't have much ability to appreciate, after all, there are some paintings that you have to talk about, right, do you really have photos?

If you want to talk about abstraction, this abstraction is simply graffiti, which is simply incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Cheng Yiping's deepest impression is that a certain painter shows a blank piece of paper

"This is the painting, the painting is white, white indicates no, no represents the infinite future, as a result, such a messy statement has been sought after, and finally this piece of white paper was sold at a high price, and it was dumbfounded.

Since that time, Cheng Yiping has known that people who play art are crazy, and he doesn't understand art at all.

But it is undeniable that existence is reasonable, since there are so many people who are sought after and valuable, there will always be his merits.

It can only be said that the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway

Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona and Zhao Xiaohui are walking in the art gallery of Teacher Bai, and the precious paintings hanging on both sides are framed.

Some of these paintings do have some feelings and feel beautiful, but there are some paintings that really feel not much different from graffiti.

The three of them were walking, and suddenly, there was a sound of chattering in their ears, and when they looked up, a group of people were gathering together, talking in front of a pair.

Cheng Yiping's eyes contracted violently, and he clearly saw that the soul clone was standing quietly at the edge of this painting.

"Is this painting really Mr. Bai's favorite painting? It doesn't seem to be much different, but it really has a lot of shortcomings in terms of painting style, brushes and experience compared to others, and it's not mature."

"That's right, that's right, but why it's here, do you know? I heard that it was a painting painted by Mr. Bai when he was young, just learning to paint, and it is very commemorative, if you follow the style of painting and the painting work, of course, other works are better, but this painting is precisely because you are young, you can see Mr. Bai's painting skills when he was young, and it is more commemorative."

"That's true, there's a lot to see in this painting, and it's really weird, it's like it's only half painted."

"No, you don't understand this, this is the artist's so-called artistic conception, if you want me to say that Mr. Bai didn't spend half of it, he just did his hands and feet, and the rest of the place is left for us to think, think this is art"

Cheng Yiping, Zhang Xiaona and Zhao Xiaohui came directly to this painting that was gathered and painted, and looked up

It's a very ordinary painting, except that the proportions of the characters in the painting are a little strange

Originally, the figure was supposed to be drawn in the center, but this painting is equivalent to being drawn on the right

A young girl stands in the right corner of the painting, in front of which is a huge waterfall.

To be precise, I drew a little bit of a waterfall and a pond to the right, and on the left there was some dense jungle, which looked really strange, as if I had only drawn a little bit, only 1/3 of the way.

But even so, it is sought after and loved by many people.

It's not because of how good this painting is, but because it's a work painted by Mr. Bai when he was young, and its commemorative value or significance far exceeds the style of painting itself.

"Okay, good, Miss Bai's painting is really very good, although the painting is different from other works, but its value is far greater than other works

"How much does this painting cost, I want it"

Mr. Zhao couldn't wait to ask

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