"The place where Lao Zheng lives is really good. Lin Fan sat in the car, looked at the surrounding situation, and couldn't help but smile and said.

He called Xiao Wang, and Xiao Wang drove a special car to pick him up.

Yesterday's incident, after all, I still owe Lao Zheng a favor, and I still have to pay it back, so there is no need to delay it for too long.

Besides, he is not a fool, he naturally knows that Lao Zheng can't put down his paintings, and he has always wanted them, and now that he happens to be in the capital, it is better to paint a picture, anyway, this painting is a very simple thing for him.

With a painting, you can make Lao Zheng happy, this is a sure win.

Xiao Wang smiled, he also liked the environment here, if it weren't for Zheng Lao's guard, he wouldn't have been able to enter here.

It didn't take long.

The destination has arrived.

Xiao Wang hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for Lin Fan, "Master Lin, it's here, please get out of the car, Old Zheng is in a good mood when he hears that you are coming over." ”

Lin Fan nodded, this Zheng Lao must be in a very good mood, knowing that he came to paint a picture for him, he could not be happy.

"Lao Lin. At this time, Zheng Lao was standing at the door, and when he saw Lin Fan, he couldn't help beckoning.

Lin Fan also waved his hand, and then stepped forward, "Thank you so much for what happened last night, if it weren't for your help, things wouldn't have been solved so easily." ”

"Haha. Old Zheng patted his thick palm on Lin Fan's shoulder, "Old Lin, what you said, we are all our own people now, just this little thing, don't always take it to heart." ”

Lin Fan knew Lao Zheng's character, and then he didn't say much, this kind of thing may be a little tricky for Wu Yungang and them, but for Lao Zheng, it is indeed very simple.

It's a small thing among small things, and it's not a thing at all.

Inside the house.

Lin Fan's arrival made Zheng Lao very happy, he kept a smile on his face, and he didn't inform anyone about this matter, this is for Zheng Lao, the current Master Lin belongs to him, if he calls them over, he doesn't know what will happen in the end, and if he gets it to the end, he doesn't get the painting, then it will be a real loss.

As the president of the Chinese Painting Association, although he is the supreme leader, he is not majestic as the president, otherwise he would not have even gotten a painting until now.

Especially Tao Shigang and Yueqiu Jushi, he is about to lose his ability to watch this show.

Lin Fan looked at the situation in the house, there were many Chinese paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls, with his gaze, at a glance, these paintings were probably from the hands of masters, and the value on the market was not cheap, but for people like Zheng Lao, it seemed tacky to use money to describe these works of art.

"Lao Lin, come and take a look, these are my collections, and there are some paintings given by old friends, and now I can only see the painting and think of people, hey, this person, sometimes he is also very fragile. Zheng Lao sighed.

Lin Fan nodded, Zheng Lao's collection is amazing, extraordinary, if a collector comes over and sees this scene in front of him, I am afraid he will be dumbfounded.

One old and one young, the two talked, and most of the conversations were between Chinese paintings.

When this person reaches a certain age, he no longer thinks about other things, but pays more attention to self-cultivation.

"Oh, by the way, Lao Lin, I have already asked Xiao Wang to contact the older generation of those people about last night, you can rest assured that you will not be retaliated against in the capital. Zheng Lao said.

Lin Fan thanked: "Thank you." ”

Zheng Lao smiled and waved his hand, "I don't need to thank you for saying it, you must have a beginning and an end to do things, especially this kind of thing, if it is not solved cleanly, it is a hidden danger after all." ”

"That's just as well. Lin Fan nodded, agreeing with this.

All the way to the study.

Zheng Lao's study is antique, and after entering, you can feel a peaceful atmosphere, and in this environment, people can calm down and create Chinese paintings.

Lin Fan came to the painting table, "Lao Zheng, I'm going to be ugly today." ”

Zheng Lao suddenly smiled, "Lao Lin, you are not ugly, it's not good to be too modest, your paintings, not to mention false, in our Chinese Painting Association, it can be said that the attainment is the highest, don't you know, those old guys at yesterday's dinner have a lot of respect for your paintings, and they all want to ask for a pair, but I don't have any, how can they have it." ”

Lin Fan smiled and shook his head, this Lao Zheng's thoughts, he didn't know, this time, he was so happy, he naturally knew that he would have the painting in hand later.

But Lin Fan didn't say much, people did help him with a big thing, he should really thank others, since people value their paintings, then it's good to paint one.

At this moment, Lin Fan held the pen and paused slightly, thinking about what he should draw.

And Zheng Lao stood there, and he didn't bother Lin Fan, preventing his words from disturbing Lin Fan's train of thought.

I don't know how long it took.

Lin Fan put down the paintbrush in his hand, then took a deep breath, looked at the painting in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction, "Lao Zheng, how about taking a look?"

This time the painting took a long time, but Lin Fan was also a little surprised by Lao Zheng's routine, this rice paper is a little big, and the content of the painting is also a little much, so when this Lao Zheng learned that he was coming, I am afraid that he had already prepared the tools, and he deliberately made a little bigger rice paper, which was at least twice as large as the paintings he made for the Yueqiu monks.

"Good, good, good....... When Lao Zheng saw this painting, he shouted excitedly three times in a row.

Then I couldn't wait to stand in front of the painting, look at it carefully, and the more I looked, the more I liked it, as if I was in the middle of it, and I couldn't extricate myself.

"Grandpa....... ”

Just then, the voice of a child came from downstairs.

Zheng Lao looked at the painting in front of him, and he had already ignored the voice, as if he hadn't heard it, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and was completely addicted to it.

When Lin Fan heard the voice, he couldn't help reminding: "Lao Zheng, someone called you." ”

"Huh?" Zheng Lao reacted, and then heard his grandson downstairs shouting to himself again, and immediately smiled: "My wife took her grandson for a walk, it seems that he is back, this painting must be appreciated, now is not the time." ”

Then Zheng Lao slowly put the painting in place, because it was just created, the ink on it had not yet dried, and it could not be put away, so it was placed there.

"Okay, Lao Lin, with this painting, I am also satisfied. "Zheng Lao has no thoughts, with this painting, what else can he say. "Lao Lin, let's go down first. ”

"Good. ”|

Downstairs.

Lin Fan saw Lao Zheng's wife for the first time, belonging to that kind of peaceful old man, when she saw Lin Fan, she was obviously slightly surprised, because it was the first time she saw her wife bring a young man back.

Lao Zheng stepped forward, "Xiufang, this is Lao Lin, a new member of our association, but you can't look at people young, just look down on them, Lao Lin is a great painter, just painted a picture for me on it, and I will take you to see it later, so as to open your eyes." ”

In the face of Zheng Lao's praise, Lin Fan was a little embarrassed, but he could still bear it.

Because it's telling the truth, there's nothing wrong with it.

However, when Lin Fan saw Lao Zheng's grandson, there was a slight difference.