"Of course familiar, you forgot. My father was also a painter, and his painting attainments at that time were even higher than Zhu Kanglai's. Even, Zhu Yongsong was still his junior brother at that time, and he had to ask him for advice on painting. Therefore, I still know a lot about painting. If it weren't for my father's early death, I might have taken up the path of painting. ”

After speaking, Tang Yuyan sighed, her eyes were deep, her expression was sad, and she fell into a long memory.

It seems that I remembered the bits and pieces of my parents when they were alive......

At this time, the host showed another hot topic.

"Here may as well reveal an amazing news, Mr. Zhu Kang's father, Zhu Yongsong's predecessor, for the success of his son's painting exhibition today, specially took out five paintings for everyone to observe on the spot, and you can bid for them on the spot!"

Wow!

The audience is boiling!

"Wo Cao, is it true, beauty, don't lie to me!"

"If there is really a painting of Zhu Yongsong, I will be the first to buy it, no matter how much money I will buy!"

"I want to buy it too, wow, Zhu Yongsong's paintings, how rare they are, if I buy them back and hang them at home, how much a lot of criticism!"

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For a while, the crowd was excited!

Because Zhu Yongsong's paintings are rare varieties, they are very difficult to buy in the market. In general, he only paints for people with status. His paintings are only exhibited in some national, provincial and municipal museums and art galleries, and it is difficult for ordinary private individuals to get their hands on them.

Now, as soon as they heard that Zhu Yongsong's paintings could be bought today, of course, everyone was very excited, and they couldn't wait for the organizers to put Zhu Da's paintings up for auction now.

Most of the people who come here to participate in the art exhibition are people with status and status in society, who will be short of money? Impossible!

"Okay, everyone be quiet, I would like to invite the director of the Municipal Museum and the Yanghe Calligraphers and Painters Association ~ Mr. Ma Yi to give a speech to this exhibition!"

Ma Yi smiled, slowly walked up to the stage, and waved his hand below.

picked up the microphone and said a warm word, all of which were words of congratulations and praise.

"Next, let us welcome the executive vice president of the Jiangnan Provincial Painters Association ~ Mr. Xu Yingfeng, the chief of the Jiangnan Provincial Painters Association, with warm applause!

Xu Yingfeng paced square steps and slowly walked up to the stage.

His speech, at a higher level, praised Zhu Kang even more, and it was simply blown out of the sky, and the people present were amazed again and again.

also told in detail about his friendship with Zhu Yongsong's former colleagues, which is equivalent to indirectly touting Zhu Yongsong.

As soon as Xu Yingfeng said this, everyone's admiration for Zhu's father and son became stronger, and they looked forward to the official start of the exhibition.

Finally, the host said: "Please ask the former president of the Provincial Calligraphers and Painters Association ~ Mr. Xie Yunchu, to speak to everyone!"

Xie Lao refused to go up at first, but later, under the persuasion of Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi and others, he reluctantly agreed, and walked towards the stage tremblingly......

Before he arrived at the stage, the audience responded with warm applause.

Obviously, this is an affirmation of his status and achievements by the audience!

After all, Xie Lao's reputation in the art world is there, and he used to be a heavyweight in the province's art world.

"Xie Lao, please!"

Old Xie walked past Zhu Yongsong, Zhu Yongsong smiled, nodded incessantly, and then hurriedly went over to hold the old man's arm.

In fact, let Xie Lao come to the stage to speak, which has his meaning.

Xie Lao is also his own teacher no matter what, and his seniority is older than himself, although his status is higher than him now, but out of good looks, he still decided to let this old guy come to the stage and say a few words, so as not to let others say that he is ungrateful.

How can it be justified that his son held an art exhibition, and even he, a teacher, was disrespected?

Zhu Yongsong forced a smile on his face while motioning for his son to come over.

Xie Lao looked at Zhu Yongsong, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he stopped talking......

The middle-aged man in front of him had studied painting under him for three years, but his current status has surpassed himself!

For some reason, he always felt that this student seemed to be a little hiding from him, and as if he was a little reluctant to see him.

He wasn't sure if it was his own delusion.

Maybe it's because the other party's status is high, and now that he has retreated, many things will come naturally......

"Well, let it be!"

Thinking of this, Xie Lao shook his head, turned around and walked towards the stage.

Zhu Kang hurriedly walked to the side of the stage, hugged Xie Lao, carefully protected him, and walked onto the rostrum.

It wasn't until Xie Lao stood next to the microphone that he let go of his hand.

Wow!

Before Xie Lao could speak, the applause rang out again, and it lasted for a long time.

Immediately, Xie Lao began to speak.

His speech, unlike Xu Yingfeng and others, was mostly congratulatory and encouraging. It also includes some words that exhort all those who are engaged in art to put morality first and virtue before art.

His words are deep and long, and they are quite seductive!

After he finished speaking, the audience once again burst into warm applause.

"Mr. Xie is worthy of being an artist of the older generation, whether it is art or art, he is first-class!"

"Yes, Xie Lao has always been low-key, I heard that someone persuaded him to join the National Calligraphers and Painters Association, but he politely refused!"

"That is, with Xie Lao's level, I am afraid that he has already reached the level of a first-class painter in China!"

……

The audience in the audience praised Xie Lao in low voices.

Finally, the opening ceremony was over.

All the guests were led by Miss Manners, who was actually Zhu Kang's student, to Hall 3 on the first floor.

Luo Yang and Tang Yuyan also followed the crowd and walked downstairs.

"Grandpa!" At the door of the hall, Tang Yuyan saw her grandfather, and immediately shouted with a smile.

"I sat upstairs for a while just now, what's the matter, you called Luo Yang too?"

When Tang Xiude saw Luo Yang, he couldn't help but say with doubts on his face.

"Luo Yang is very interested in calligraphy and painting, so I brought him over to see it. Tang Yuyan explained very simply.

"Well, then you have to study hard, this Zhu Kang is not simple, his father is my wife, that is, Yu Yan's grandmother's student. Now it is a first-class country in China. His son is not simple, he already has a high artistic attainment at a young age. If you want to learn calligraphy and painting, you can't go wrong with him!

When Tang Xiude heard this, he immediately spoke eloquently, looking at his expression, he was very appreciative of the Zhu father and son.

"Well, I just want to take a look, and as for learning to draw, I don't have that idea. If you want me to learn from him, he is not qualified enough!"

Luo Yang smiled and said lightly.

He didn't expect Donald to be so enthusiastic, and as soon as he heard that he was interested in calligraphy and painting, he wanted to introduce himself to a teacher.

However, with Zhu Kang's character and art, not to mention that Luo Yang doesn't want to learn, even if he wants to learn, it is impossible to worship him as a teacher!

Besides, the level of his calligraphy is not something I haven't seen before!

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