Chapter 234: Isabella's Troubles

Six-foot whole sheet, this is the size of the large hall, which is equivalent to about 15.6 square feet, which is a very large painting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Zheng Zhefan only took two hours to paint this portrait.

I saw that on the canvas, the background is the tall and majestic peaks of Qijun, and there are iron-clad pines and cypresses on the mountain.

Pan Lu on the side was stunned.

Such a complex portrait can be swept in two hours, which is simply amazing.

"It's so good! This portrait of a real person is awe-inspiring after seeing it, and the fairy flavor is very strong. Pan Lu said.

"It's just sloppy. Zheng Zhefan smiled and dried the ink on the canvas little by little.

"Zhefan, your freehand skills in Chinese painting can be said to be unique in the world, and I have never seen such a good painter who can paint casually. Pan Lu said with admiration on her face.

At this time, Zheng Zhefan also dried the ink, he rolled up the painting, handed it to Pan Lu's hand, and said, "Take it back to the old man." ā€

"Thank you Zhefan. Pan Lu smiled and thanked him.

"You're polite again, aren't you? Let's go, I'll send you back. ā€

Zheng Zhefan sent Pan Lu to the door.

Pan Lu asked him to go to the house to sit together.

Zheng Zhefan refused.

Every time he went to Pan Lu's house, he was called by Pan Gaoshou and Pan Zhenglong, father and son, one by one, he was very awkward.

said that Pan Lu returned home with the ink-stained middle hall and went directly to his grandfather's residence.

As soon as Pan Lu walked into the yard, he saw the old man picking up flowers and plants in the yard. However, he was clearly a little distracted.

"Grandpa!" Pan Lu shouted.

"Lulu, you're back. Pan Gaoshou responded with a smile.

"Well, I've brought a good thing to my grandfather. Pan Lu said with a smile.

"Oh, what good things?" Pan Gaoshou looked curiously at the rolled up paper in Pan Lu's hand, and could clearly smell the fragrance of ink.

It was a painting.

Pan Gaoshou's heart was beating wildly when he arrived.

He thought of a possibility.

However, he thought about it again, it couldn't be true, after all, the master was not a man of his word.

"Grandpa, guess. Pan Lu said mischievously.

"Is it painted by a master, painted?" Pan Gaoshou was a little stumbling when he spoke.

"Yes, the master painted, grandpa, don't let you worry, let me tell you, Zhefan painted you a portrait of a Taiqing real person, although it is different from the Taiqing bull riding picture, but this painting is also very classic and beautiful. Let's go into the house and have someone unfold it for you to see. Pan Lu smiled.

"Good, good!" Pan Gaoshou was ecstatic.

It turned out to be really the master's ink treasure, although it is not a picture of Taiqing riding a bull, but it is also a portrait of a Taiqing person, which has made Pan Gaoshou very grateful.

So, the grandfather and grandson went back to the house and asked the two servants to unfold the large central hall.

Pan Gaoshou stood in front of the painting and exclaimed: "Oh my God! It's so big! The master is really thoughtful! This central hall can just be framed and hung in the middle hall on the first floor of my house." ā€

He looked at the painting again.

The green mountains are majestic and verdant, which indicates that the green mountains are not old.

The pine and cypress are strong and powerful, which indicates that they are old and strong.

The real people of Taiqing are fluttering like immortals, and their expressions are lifelike, which indicates that the immortal blessing will live a long life.

This nave is so well painted.

Pan Gaoshou looked at this painting, and old tears came out of it.

"Grandpa, grandpa, why are you crying. This made Pan Lu a little flustered.

"Grandpa, this is happy. Pan Gaoshou wiped his eyes and grinned, "This painting is no worse than "Taiqing Bull Riding Picture"! ā€

"Oh, it scared me, seeing you cry, I thought you were thinking of something sad. Pan Lu said with a smile.

"Lulu, you still have weight in front of the master, grandpa is stained with your light this time, this painting, I decided to use my little stake in our family company to pay the master's remuneration. Pan Gaoshou said.

Pan Lu was taken aback when she heard this, her grandfather's shares in the company were as much as 12%, and the market value of these shares was about 2 billion. It can be seen that his grandfather really respects Zheng Zhefan as an immortal.

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Grandpa, Zhefan said that this painting is for you, and you don't need to pay anything." ā€

"How can that be? How can we take advantage of the master so much?" Pan Gaoshou said with some trepidation.

"Grandpa, this favor is what I owe Zhefan. Pan Lu had no choice but to say.

Pan Gaoshou searched for a while, and then nodded: "Okay, Lulu, this little share in grandpa's name will be transferred to you 6% first, and when grandpa leaves one day, the remaining 6% will also be left to you, which is a little dowry given to you by grandpa." ā€

"Grandpa, look at what you said, you will live a hundred years. Pan Lujiao said.

She also saw what her grandfather meant.

"Silly boy, no matter how long he lives a hundred years, he will also die, and if he does not die when he deserves to die, he will become an old nasty ghost, an abomination. Pan Gaoshou sighed and said.

Speaking of the topic of death, Pan Lu is also very sentimental.

……

Zheng Zhefan left from Pan's house, he originally planned to go to Yipinxian to have a look.

But halfway through, he received a call from Isabella Brown.

"Zheng, I'm distressed, I've encountered a terrible thing, I don't know what to do, I hope to get a little help from you. Isabella said on the phone.

Zheng Zhefan heard Isabella's voice very sad, as if she had just cried.

Zheng Zhefan said without hesitation: "Miss Brown, where are you? I'll go see you." ā€

"I was at school, in my own room. Isabella said.

"Then I'll be there soon, you wait. Zheng Zhefan said.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Zhefan drove to school.

When he came to the gate of the school, Zheng Zhefan saw a huge banner hanging above the lintel of the gate, which read: Warmly celebrate the high price of one billion yuan for the painting of our student Zheng Zhefan!

And on the electronic screen at the entrance of the school, similar celebratory words were also broadcast on a rolling basis.

Zheng Zhefan shook his head and said in his heart, the school is really too exaggerated.

Driving into the school gate, Zheng Zhefan went directly in the direction of the school teacher's apartment.

He parked the car under the apartment building where Isabella lived, went straight upstairs, and came to the door of Isabella's room.

"Tuk Tuk!"

Zheng Zhefan knocked softly on the door.

"Squeak!"

The door opened.

Zheng Zhefan saw that Isabella's eyes were red and she appeared at the door.

"Zheng, please come in. Isabella squeezed out a smile on her face and let Zheng Zhefan into the house.

Zheng Zhefan rubbed his nose, she was only wearing a thin nightdress now, revealing a large amount of spring light, which made him a little embarrassed.