Chapter 691 Yanghe Resort Hotel

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The Yanghe Resort Hotel is not too tall, and the ground floor hall is only 12 floors, but the width has been consciously lengthened. This makes it not too tall and obtrusive, and can accommodate more guests.

Because they had already contacted in advance, Ma Zhengfang and Liu Dong, who came out of the elevator, found He Lao's accommodation on the 8th floor of the hotel very easily.

"Xiaodong, you have to prepare for today's meeting in advance, and you are likely to be disappointed when the time comes!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Ma, even if I can't meet He Lao's conditions, it doesn't matter, as long as I try!" Liu Dong said with a smile.

"It's good if you think like this, let's go! When you go in, you must have a good attitude, don't let outsiders say that we Qingzhou people don't understand the rules!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Ma!"

Seeing Liu Dong nodding, Ma Zhengfang's face also showed a hint of relaxation, and he was still very satisfied with Liu Dong's steady character.

"Knock knock ......!"

With Ma Zhengfang's loud knock on the door, but a few seconds later, a middle-aged man wearing a white round-neck T-shirt with a slightly thin face opened the door.

After glancing a few times between Ma Zhengfang and Liu Dong, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, "You are the Ma Zhengfang and Liu ...... that the master said before?"

"Liu Dong!" Ma Zhengfang hurriedly said.

After nodding, the thin middle-aged man glanced at the two of them and got out of the way, "Come in!"

"Thank you!" Ma Zhengfang walked in with Liu Dong after finishing speaking.

However, when the two came to the living room, they did not find He Lao's figure.

"The master went out for a walk, and he won't be back until a while...... By the way, who among you is planning to buy our gallery?" said the thin middle-aged man.

"It's me!" Liu Dong responded.

"You?" After the thin middle-aged man looked Liu Dong up and down, a trace of contempt inevitably appeared on his face.

But Liu Dong wasn't too angry. After all, he is too young, and generally people like him are now studying in college, of course, many masters are famous at a young age, but there are too few such masters.

"What, can't I?" Liu Dong said indifferently.

"Huh. Of course, since it's you, then please come with me!" The thin middle-aged man took Liu Dong to the balcony.

The balcony is about 20 square meters, and it was supposed to be a place for leisure and sightseeing, but now the tables, chairs and benches have been moved aside. The open space in the middle is filled with various paints, canvases, frames, and easels, as well as blended oils and brushes needed for oil painting.

"Since you want to buy our gallery. Then you must know the rules, now that everything is ready for you, you can draw it on the spot! If you can understand guò then we still have to talk, if you draw too badly, then don't waste everyone's time!" said the thin middle-aged man unceremoniously.

"I know, but I want to know if there are any specific requirements for my painting this time, such as subject matter and time?" Liu Dong said indifferently.

"A qiē is dominated by you, without any requirements. You can paint whatever subject you want, for as long as you want. But we'll be in Qingzhou for half a month at most this time, if you haven't finished painting for half a month. Then I don't need to say more about the result!"

Half a month is neither long nor short, if you paint a small-scale oil painting, the time is not too tight, but if it is a huge work, it is possible to paint for half a year or even a year or two.

After all, many times, painting is also about feelings. When you don't feel it, it feels redundant to paint a single stroke, and when you have a feeling, many painters even paint continuously without sleep. And that's why most painters don't have a lot of edges.

He nodded at the middle-aged man, indicating that he understood. Liu Dong's face showed a look of deep thought.

He didn't have a lot of time, and he was thinking about what he was going to draw.

As soon as I looked up, the Yanghe Reservoir in the distance happened to be the vast Yanghe Reservoir, and the Yanghe River that flowed north and flowed into the Bohai Sea was connected to the reservoir.

This is the best oil painting!

But looking at this qiē, Liu Dong shook his head after thinking for a while in his heart.

Too familiar, Liu Dong, who has lived here for nearly 18 years, is so familiar with every grass and tree here that he has lost the freshness of the beautiful scenery. Without freshness, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't attract Liu Dong to paint it in his heart*!

After thinking hard for a while, Liu Dong's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart: "Didn't I just come back from a round of playing in Europe?"

Thinking of this, the manuscript in Liu Dong's heart gradually became clear.

Among the landscape paintings, portraits, flowers and birds, landscape painting is what Liu Dong is best at, and in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Liu Dong naturally has to start from the place where he is best at it.

However, when choosing a frame, Liu Dong considered it and nailed a large frame with a length of 1.5 meters and a width of 0.8 meters.

Although with his current ability, he can express the small-scale painting very well, but he can't express all the things he wants to paint.

However, the thin middle-aged man next to him frowned when he saw Liu Dong's nailed frame, and shook his head secretly, such a large size, it is basically impossible to complete it in half a month!

After all, although most painters can paint without sleep, they also need to rest after three or four days, as long as they rest, they need time to adjust if they want to regain that subtle feeling and re-devote themselves to painting. Therefore, if you want to complete a painting of Liu Dong's current size, it will take at least a month!

Of course, if you don't care about the result, that's a different story!

Although he was not optimistic about Liu Dong, the thin middle-aged man didn't say much, after all, this was also the other party's choice.

Seeing that Liu Dong had nailed the frame, he began to collapse the canvas again, and after shaking his head at the thin middle-aged man who was already curious about his next paintings, he had no interest in looking at it any longer, and turned back to the living room.

"Why don't you go back first, he can't finish this painting in a short time!"

"I'll wait a little longer!" Ma Zhengfang said.

Ma Zhengfang doesn't know much about oil painting, but with his experience in painting Chinese painting, according to Liu Dong's current size on canvas, although it takes time to complete, it is only a matter of two or three days, and if it is freehand, the time may be shorter.

In addition, when Liu Dong was sent over this time, he hadn't seen Old Man He yet, how could Ma Zhengfang be willing to leave.

As for his answer, the thin middle-aged man didn't say much, nodded and sat down on the sofa next to him, and then took the book next to him casually, and looked at it with relish, as if he had forgotten Liu Dong and Ma Zhengfang's savings.

Seeing this situation, Ma Zhengfang was also quite embarrassed, and he had nothing to do in the whole room.

Fortunately, he didn't sit on the pins and needles for a long time, and half an hour later, Old Man He, who was wearing a white cardigan coat, had already opened the door and walked in.

Looking at each other's clothes, it is obvious that they are taking advantage of this time in the morning to go out for a walk or exercise!

Behind the old man, there was also a tall young man in a black shirt, who looked at the identity of the other party should be a bodyguard-like figure, and he didn't speak after coming in, and after standing next to him, he also looked indifferent.

"Master, you're back!" Seeing the old man come in, the thin middle-aged man who had been sitting on the sofa reading a book immediately greeted him with a happy expression, and then quickly took a towel from the side and handed it to the old man.

"It's okay, it's not hot in the morning, and I haven't sweated much! Hey, there's a guest coming!" After rejecting the towel of the thin middle-aged man, the old man saw Ma Zhengfang, who had stood up at this moment with a respectful expression.

"Hello Mr. He, I'm Ma Zhengfang!"

"Master, they were the ones who called yesterday!" said the thin middle-aged man next to him.

He Lao, who understood, showed a sudden look on his face, and then waved his hand and said, "Pony, don't be nervous, sit down!"

Ma Zhengfang is also in his fifties, but in the face of He Lao, who is already in his eighties, although the title of 'pony' sounds a little weird, it is appropriate to put it on his head now.

"You old, sit down first!" Ma Zhengfang hurriedly said.

After smiling and nodding, the old man also sat down.

Looking at Ma Zhengfang, who was sitting respectfully across from him, the old man asked, "By the way, what is the name of the person you mentioned to me on the phone who wants to buy my gallery?"

"Liu Dong, his name is Liu Dong!"

"Oh, yes, that's the name!Alas, people are getting older, and this memory is much worse!" After shaking his head and sighing, He Lao continued: "What about others now?"

"Master, I have already taken him to the balcony according to your instructions yesterday!" said the thin middle-aged man next to him.

"Oh, yes, let's go, go over and have a look!" Old Man He suddenly became interested.

"Master, I'll help you!"

"No, I'm not old enough to ask for help!" After the old man finished speaking, he stood up a little slowly, and walked towards the balcony next to the living room.

Because of the floor-to-ceiling windows, although the old man's eyes were not very good, he could see the situation on the balcony clearly after approaching. However, he did not get disappointed by the thin middle-aged man after seeing Liu Dong's choice of a large picture frame, but stopped and watched with great interest.

"Master, aren't we going forward?" Seeing that the old man was just standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window and watching, as if he didn't mean to go in, the thin middle-aged man couldn't help but be surprised.

"Don't go in, the most important thing in painting is to ensure a good environment, let's not bother him, it's not too late to look at it after he finishes painting!" After finishing speaking, He Lao took out his reading glasses from his pocket and put them on, and glanced at Liu Dong's canvas a few times, and now it has been painted with pencils by Liu Dong with a pencil. (To be continued)