"Xiao Zhu, don't pay attention to that old thing, this kind of blind guy, just treat him as a fart! I heard that some of your father's works are also on display today, take us to see them!"

Holding back the unhappiness in his heart, Xu Yingfeng comforted Zhu Kang.

"Yes, Vice President Xu~ is right, there is no need to be serious with a crazy old man, with us here, no one dares to get along with you. ”

Ma Yi also agreed.

"Thank you for your support, I will take you to the boutique hall to watch my father's masterpieces. ”

Other "celebrities" also praised Zhu Kang one after another.

Soon, Zhu Kang forgot about the unhappiness and led everyone towards the boutique exhibition hall.

Before entering the door, I saw a middle-aged man at the door of the exhibition hall, this person was Zhu Kang's father, Zhu Yongsong.

He was not worried about some of his paintings being exhibited here, so he went downstairs to take a look.

"Brother Zhu!"

"Master Zhu!"

From afar, Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi and others were smiling and greeted each other flatteringly.

"Hehe, Vice President Xu~Chief, Jockey Club~Chief, the boy's art exhibition, I bother you to come over in person! Yongsong is here to express his gratitude!"

As he spoke, Zhu Yongsong pretended to bow his hand.

"Don't, Master Zhu, you are out of sight, I have admired your name for a long time, of course I want to come to your son's painting exhibition today! First, I can see your dignity, and second, I can learn a lot from your father and son. ”

Ma Yi hurriedly grabbed Zhu Yongsong's wrist, and his face was full of flattery.

"Yes, Brother Zhu, don't be polite with us! Who doesn't know that your artistic achievements and painting attainments are first-class in our province and even in the whole country. In the future, if I want to join the National Association of Calligraphers and Painters, I have to rely on your brother to say a few good words!"

Xu Yingfeng held Zhu Yongsong's hand tightly, smiled on his face, and said in a low voice.

He is more than ten years older than Zhu Yongsong, but he calls the other party brother.

No way, this world is like this, the strong are respected!

"Brother Zhu, I also want to join the National Association of Calligraphers and Painters, please bring ......"

Ma Yi also reminded Zhu Yongsong in a flattering voice with a flattering face.

"Haha, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!"

Zhu Yongsong snorted at the two of them and said lightly.

At his status, he is naturally very clear about what requirements he has for these people in the calligraphy and painting world, but sometimes, it depends on his mood, and for those who ask for him, if he behaves well in front of him and makes him feel comfortable, he will naturally help......

"Yes, everyone is a peer in the calligraphy and painting world, and my father will definitely help everyone at the right time. Now let's take a look at my father's paintings, shall we?"

Zhu Kang also said to everyone with a spring breeze on his face.

"Xiaokang, what about your girlfriend?"

Zhu Yongsong pulled Zhu Kang aside and asked.

"They were in the back, looking at the paintings with Xie Lao. ”

"Oh......"

Listening to Zhu Kang's answer, Zhu Yongsong was thoughtful.

At this time, Zhu Kang saw everyone gathered in front of a large Chinese painting.

He immediately stepped forward and introduced with respect on his face:

"Xu Hui ~ long, horse club ~ long, distinguished guests, this is my father's work three years ago, he painted it when he was sketching in Mount Emei, at that time, in order to paint this painting, he lived in Mount Emei for a week, and finally completed this masterpiece!"

"Well, that's right!"

Zhu Yongsong glanced at the people present, nodded slightly, and said, "Everyone, the painting was hasty and not good at that time, and I would like to ask you to give more opinions." ”

When he spoke, his tone was very modest, and he had a meaningful smile on his face.

"Oh, how dare you!

"Well, you see, this painting is really good! Look at this stone, this flowing water, it's just like the real thing!"

"Yes, the works of the members of the National Association of Calligraphers and Painters are different, and the level of this painting is first-class!"

"That is, otherwise, how could Zhu Yongsong be called a first-class painter in China. Horizontally there. ”

All the guests had a look of adoration on their faces and chattered one after another.

Not to mention that the owner of the painting is present, even if he is not present, borrow a hundred guts from them, and they don't dare to talk nonsense!

This is the painting of a first-class painter in the country! How dare they give their opinions before it's too late to make a fuss? Isn't that looking for death?

"Old Xu, what do you think of this painting?"

At this time, Ma Yi turned around and asked Xu Yingfeng respectfully.

Xu Yingfeng is the vice president of the Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association, and he may become the head of the association ~ in the future, whether it is his position or his achievements in painting, he is higher than himself.

Therefore, even if you want to say a word of praise to a painting, let him say it first, and you can't steal the limelight from other leaders!

"It's a good painting, it's a good painting!"

Xu Yingfeng's old face was flushed, his face was full of excitement, and he talked eloquently to the Zhu father and son:

"Ladies and gentlemen, to be honest, I have been separated from Yongsong for many years, and I haven't seen Yongsong's paintings for many years. I was really surprised to see it today!"

"Oh, how do you say it?" Ma Yi hurriedly asked.

Next to him, on Zhu Kang's face, the excitement was already overflowing, waiting for Xu Yingfeng and others to praise his father.

And Zhu Yongsong was slightly red, his expression remained unchanged, and he was obviously moved by this sycophancy.

Although he didn't say anything on the surface, he was actually happy in his heart!

"Hmph, a bunch of crumbs, only worthy of my painted shoes!"

He sneered secretly as he smirked.

Looking at the two peers in the painting world in front of me, I couldn't be more proud in my heart.

One is Xu Yingfeng, who was his colleague in the calligraphy and painting industry in Jiangnan Province back then, and worked together in the Calligraphers and Painters Association, and his position was even higher than his own. Now I have already jumped out of the Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association, but to the National Calligraphy and Painting Association. And he's still in the same place. Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, not bad at all......

One is Ma Yi, who was also his colleague in the Yanghe Calligraphers and Painters Association in his early years. More than ten years have passed, and this guy has finally mixed into the Yanghe City Calligraphers and Painters Association~ long, which is not bad! However, compared to himself, it is simply the light of the bright moon compared to fireflies, one in the sky and one in the ground!

No wonder, these two people are stammering themselves vigorously!

And he also enjoyed the process of being stuttered with satisfaction!

When I think of my colleagues and even leaders back then, and now I turn around and slap myself up, this kind of feeling, not to mention how useful it is!

Life is so proud, what more can you ask for!

"Brother Yongsong's paintings, which were above me back then, have now reached heights that I can't reach!"

"I think back then, we worked together in the Provincial Calligraphers and Painters Association, but I didn't expect that today's achievements of Yongsong will reach this height, which really makes me an old colleague worthy of it!"

After speaking, Xu Yingfeng patted Zhu Yongsong's shoulder affectionately.