Gong Yaxi smiled gently, and said in her heart that she really had to help in a roundabout way in order to succeed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Mingjiao, you forgot, you will call me Yaxi in the future." Gong Yaxi corrected with a smile.

I never found out that rushing to help people can still make him feel so happy.

He looked at her and continued: "There are still seven days before the exhibition, and in these seven days, Ming Jiao can come here every day to paint, and when the time comes, you can prepare a few more paintings for the exhibition." ”

It seems to be a casual and indifferent topic, but in fact, this exhibition is a personal exhibition organized by Gong Yaxi at his own expense, and the original intention is not to sell, but to show. In order to help Luo Mingjiao, he not only planned to include paintings that were not his own in his personal exhibition, but also prepared to sell them, which completely broke Gong Yaxi's original intention.

If this decision had been made yesterday, it is estimated that even Gong Yaxi himself would not believe it.

However, when a person's heart is moved and he really cares, then things outside the body will become less important.

In this way, Luo Mingjiao's status in Gong Yaxi's heart.

In the past, the paintings that made Gong Yaxi fascinated, when she met Luo Mingjiao, she could only automatically lean back.

Luo Mingjiao was very grateful to Gong Yaxi for giving her the opportunity, perhaps because the two had a common hobby, and the previous estrangement and awkwardness also faded a lot, she shook her head with a smile and said, "Thank you Yaxi, don't do it so much, I will treasure this painting after it is displayed." In addition to this, one more painting is sufficient. ”

Even if she doesn't know the routine of the art exhibition, Luo Mingjiao also knows that the art exhibition is not a stall, there are many piles.

The beauty of painting lies in the artistic conception, and the beauty of the artistic conception needs to be set off by the atmosphere.

Luo Mingjiao feels that Gong Yaxi's art exhibition will definitely be as particular as Gong Yaxi's people, and the number of paintings and styles that need to be displayed in such an exquisite art exhibition are probably determined in advance.

Being able to incorporate two paintings with different styles is already an inch, and Luo Mingjiao doesn't know what to do.

Gong Yaxi was a little helpless when she heard this, but in her heart, she thought more highly of Luo Mingjiao.

"If you make another one, what does Ming Jiao want to paint?" Gong Yaxi asked with a smile, although Luo Mingjiao's paintings have the style of a famous artist, the value of the collection is higher than the value of application.

Paintings that are generally included in the 'Collection' are either old paintings or by famous artists.

Many people like to paint, but they don't necessarily know how to paint, but they just want to be famous. Luo Mingjiao is unknown, although her painting is quite skillful, but the chance of meeting Bole is very slim.

Compared with ink painting, color painting is more in line with the taste of the public.

If you want Luo Mingjiao's pending painting to be called a high price, you have to change your style.

…… What to draw?

Luo Mingjiao lowered her eyes and pondered, after a moment, she smiled, she pointed to the splendid mountains and said, "Just paint this picture." ”

At that time, her father's treasure was ink painting, and she could paint an ink painting with the same scenery, filled with color, and the layering and perception of the whole painting would jump to a new level.

Luo Mingjiao told Gong Yaxi her thoughts, and Gong Yaxi thought about it for a while, and then she knew Luo Mingjiao's intentions.

Laughing helplessly, she said that Luo Mingjiao was really smart, she must have seen his paintings, all of which were colored, before she came up with the idea of painting different paintings in the same scene. In this way, Luo Mingjiao's paintings will not be too abrupt in his exhibition.

However, if you choose to paint the same scenery, the viewer will unconsciously make comparisons in the process of viewing, and there will be comparisons and inferiors, and there will be flaws in the inferior, which will have very high requirements for the painter, and must show different characteristics and highlights simultaneously.

Once the performance is successful, the value of these two paintings, whether it is the ink painting in his own collection or the color ink painting to be released, will be greatly increased.

Both of them are good at painting, love to paint people, talk about paintings, pay no attention to the late night, and so find out the time, Grandma Hao has fallen asleep, the original intention of the massage is to help sleep, people are asleep, it can be seen that the massage has worked recently, Grandma Hao's body has improved greatly.

Luo Mingjiao pondered, the number of massages can be gradually reduced, and tomorrow I will write a recipe for food supplements, the old man's sleep will improve, and various body functions will recover, and he can make up for some things.

Gong Yaxi wanted to stay with Luo Mingjiao in the IKEA Garden, but when she thought that Luo Mingjiao would be embarrassed, she could only send people home silently. The heart said: Find an opportunity to blow the wind in my grandmother's ear, simply let Luo Mingjiao live in the IKEA Garden, anyway, there is a vacant room in the yard, and he can often discuss painting with her, focusing on the building near the water and cultivating feelings.

Because of the proximity, Gong Yaxi didn't drive, and walked with her slowly back.

Xiao Luo Lane is a small alley as wide as three people in parallel, Gong Yaxi was not on Luo Mingjiao before, and sent her back a few times, all of them left at the mouth of the alley, but this time, he kept sending people to the gate of the small courtyard.

Looking at the narrow alleys, the low doors, and the big word 'demolition' written on the nearby wall, Gong Yaxi frowned slightly.

It's not that I haven't been to a shabby place before, but I've never been so happy at this moment.

The lights were on in the small courtyard, and as soon as Luo Mingjiao knocked on the door, the door immediately opened from the inside.

"Mingjiao, why did you come back?" Grandma Luo took Luo Mingjiao's hand and asked anxiously. Luo Mingjiao went out after dinner today, and said before going out that she would come back before nine o'clock, but now it's almost twelve o'clock.

Grandma Luo is in a hurry, the key is Luo Yuxi, the little guy goes to bed on time at nine o'clock every day, I didn't wait for my mother today, I pouted and insisted on not sleeping, and I have been dozing off after nine o'clock, and my head is stunned little by little.

At ten o'clock, he fell asleep, and Grandma Luo wanted to take him to bed, but as soon as she hugged him, she woke up immediately and asked if her mother was back?

I pouted for more than an hour, and half an hour ago, after Luo Yuxi fell asleep again, Grandma Luo didn't dare to move, and she is still crooked on the sofa!

"I'm sorry grandma, I forgot the time." also forgot to call, Luo Mingjiao is not used to the phone call this year.

A few steps away, Gong Yaxi saw Luo Mingjiao enter the small courtyard, only approached, looked at the lights coming out of the courtyard wall, smiled, gradually sank his eyebrows, and slowly turned to leave.

Actually, he really wanted to accompany Luo Mingjiao to appear together, but Luo Mingjiao didn't want to, after all, in the middle of the night, Luo Mingjiao was sent home by a man It is not easy to explain.

And in order to leave a good impression on Grandma Luo, Gong Yaxi felt that it was better not to put it in the middle of the night when they met for the first time.

Gong Yaxi had just turned around to leave, and Luo Yuxi's immature voice in the small courtyard shouted: "Mom! The little guy hugged his mother's neck tightly, a little aggrieved, but he could also hear the relief and joy in his voice.

The courtyard was very small, and the voice of the little guy floated out of the courtyard wall, but it did not reach Gong Yaxi's ears.