Another feature of the Chunlan Cup Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition is that in addition to the works that are not for sale, other calligraphy and painting works can be traded, but what Zhou Rui understands is the future Chunlan Cup, as for the current rules, she is not clear.

Lingxi is a native of Guangzhou, according to calculations, should be in his forties, unmarried all his life, although the reputation of the painting is not obvious, but life is safe, rumored, Lingxi's family background is excellent, and she does not need to make money to support her family, which makes Lingxi able to create as she likes.

The high unit price of her works is not only the high artistic value of the works themselves, but also the low yield of Lingxi.

According to the revelations of later generations, Lingxi can go for more than half a year, go on a trip to collect style, but when he comes back, he can't even hand over a painting.

"I don't know if I'll meet Lingxi today. Zhou Rui said, laughing to herself, because she is also a stubborn and willful unmarried old lady.

As early as the Qi family's side, everyone went separately, after all, it was not very convenient for a dozen or so people to go together, even Li Lingli and his wife were taken away by Zhou Rui on the grounds that they were not using light bulbs, so she was walking alone at this time.

After admiring the two Lingxi works, Zhou Rui found a staff member passing by and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Hello, I would like to ask, can the paintings displayed in this area be purchased?"

"You want to buy it?" The staff was obviously stunned for a moment, and then looked at it, no, he came in with a staff card hanging up, and he was regarded as a staff member at the venue, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Well, these paintings are great, almost every painting has its different artistic conception, I want to move them all home!" Zhou Rui said with a smile, she really had such thoughts, the regrets of the previous life, of course I have to make up for it in this life.

"Poof, little girl, you still know the artistic conception!" Lingxi looked at his painting with some confusion.

Seriously, many people praise her paintings for their spirituality and context, and describe her works as smart and bright.

But Lingxi herself didn't think like this, she was...... Draw whatever you want.

Lingxi paints oil paintings, usually a work has to be created for a long time, and she is a person, the mood is always changeable, typical Gemini, today I want to paint like this, tomorrow I want to paint like that, and over time, I forgot what I wanted to paint at first.

Artistic conception? Maybe there is, but even Lingxi himself doesn't know what kind of artistic conception he is expressing.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand readers, and the same is true for Lingxi's paintings.

"Don't look down on people!" Zhou Rui wrinkled her nose, huh, has she seen this staff member anywhere!

In her previous life, Zhou Rui saw the life of Lingxi, basically from the Internet, and there was not much information about Lingxi, a very low-key person, until she died, there was a photo of her in the encyclopedia, huh...... Portrait.

Because she felt familiar, Zhou Rui couldn't help but look at Lingxi a few more times.

Lingxi also let her look at it with great interest, after all, it was the first time she had met the person who said in front of her, the author, that she would buy all her paintings home, let alone such a young child.

Is she in elementary school? The little face looks so delicate, ouch hey......

"Rhino!"

Just when Lingxi's hand was about to touch Zhou Rui's face, Mrs. Zhou recognized her, it was easy, and she could still recognize people from the portrait decades later.

This is to see Lingxi's painting first, otherwise Zhou Rui would definitely not be able to recognize it on the street.

"Huh, you know me!" Lingxi was strange at this moment, knowing that when other writers exhibit their paintings, they usually have their own biographical profiles, and it is okay to put a headshot without a life photo. Lingxi only has a few lines of introduction, and nothing else.

How did this little guy recognize her?

"Wow, the living spirit ......" Zhou Rui is still in a state of excitement, so don't you want the eighty old lady to chase stars?

What is a living spirit rhino, is there still a dead spirit rhino? The spirit rhino's face darkened three times, if it weren't for a child on the other side, she might have gone up directly to quarrel with someone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect to see you in person, I was so excited, I said the wrong thing for a while, I'm sorry!" After Zhou Rui sobered up, she immediately discovered her speech problem and quickly apologized.

"Sister Lingxi, are you here? I was about to look for you! uh...... Zhou Rui, are you here too?" Du Shihang saw Lingxi from a distance, but he didn't find Zhou Rui who was blocked, and he didn't see her until he got closer.

"So, is this the little girl you said with very good handwriting?" Lingxi has heard of Zhou Rui's name from time to time, and this time Du Shihang was able to buy so many top tickets, and it was Lingxi who got it.

"Yes, I also wanted to introduce you to each other, but I didn't expect you two to be together!" Du Shihang laughed and winked at Zhou Rui.

Du ...... Uncle, you know Master Lingxi!" Originally, Zhou Rui had always called Du Shihang by name, but somehow, when she saw Lingxi's meaningful look, she changed her name to uncle.

Well, you have to remember your current identity, she is Liu Qi's classmate, Liu Qi is Du Shihang's nephew, and she doesn't suffer a loss by calling her uncle.

If an uncle can buy a painting of Lingxi, ten, a hundred, she is willing to shout!

What is the festival and what is the use?

"Spirit...... Master?" Du Shihang looked at Zhou Rui a little blankly, is this flattering guy really the cold little girl he knows?

Even Lingxi was quite surprised, she knew that her painting was good, but it was the first time that she was called a master in person!

Lingxi, who was angry with Zhou Rui's "live" voice before, has already left the unhappiness behind her at this time, and then I heard Zhou Rui say that she wants to buy her paintings, anyway, the paintings on display this time are for sale, who is not selling.

What's more, with Du Shihang as a guarantor, Lingxi is not worried that the child will not be able to come up with the money.

Lingxi's paintings don't sell much, so there aren't many prices to consider.

However, this time, the organizers of the exhibition have estimated a price for Lingxi's paintings, ranging from 6,000 to 12,000.

Lingxi doesn't make money by selling paintings, but he doesn't like his hard work to sell low, so he is always marked for 12,000.

The price of cabbage is simply 12,000 to be able to buy Lingxi's paintings, even if it is now ninety-six years, Lingxi's paintings have not been hyped up, anyway...... It's hard to buy a favorite, and I'm happy to buy it!

Zhou Ruile's ability to fly.

However, Lingxi poured a small basin of cold water on her, ten paintings, she only sold three to Zhou Rui, as for which three, she could choose by herself.