"Should you dress more formally, or more casually? Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zhong Kui took out all the few clothes that he had in Luo Mo, and carefully compared each one on Luo Mo's body.

"Sister, I've been trying on these clothes for a long time, don't be so nervous, if he takes a fancy to my talent, even if I wear poor clothes, they won't see what I'm wearing, I'm going to paint." Luo Mo stopped Zhong Kui and said to Zhong Kui with a smile.

"Yes." Nakakui thought for a moment, "Then wear this, I bought this one on the street a few days ago, it looks better." Zhong Kui smiled and took a piece of clothing to Yan Mo, "That can't lose the face of our family, change it quickly." ”

"Sister, what about you, why don't you change it." Luo Mo asked, holding his clothes.

"Today you are the protagonist, I am just a supporting role, I am dressed up beautifully, what should I do if I steal all your limelight?" Zhong Kui smiled and closed the door of Luo Mo, and saw that Mu Mo's mother was planting vegetable seedlings in a vacant lot in the yard.

"Mom, give it to me, you've worked so hard these two days, take a rest on Saturday, don't get tired." Zhong Kui snatched the vegetable seedlings in the hands of Mo's mother and said with a smile.

"Aren't you going to accompany Luo Mo to your classmate's gallery today, what should I do if my clothes get dirty, give it to me quickly." said and snatched it back, "I'm not hard, I just feel sorry for you and Luomo, you've been here for five or six years, you're used to eating brocade clothes and jade food, and now you eat bran vegetables every day." For the life of Mao Mo and Zhong Kui, Mao Mo's mother worked hard every day and saved all the money, all of which was left to Zhong Kui and Zhong Mo.

"Mom, I came to this house, you are my family, whether it was before or not, and now it is." Zhong Kui interrupted Maomo's mother's speech, smiled and went over to hammer Maomo's mother's shoulder, "And I don't think it's bad here, the air here is so good, there is such a well-behaved and good-looking brother of Luomo, and a mother is so unconditionally good to me, what else do I have to be dissatisfied." ”

"It's good if you can think so, go, it's not too early, come back early, I'll cook and wait for you to come back." Mother Luo Mo patted Zhong Kui's hand, her tone was relieved, and the wrinkles on her face were lightened.

"Then let's go first, and wait for our good news." Zhong Kui looked at the Mo who came out, smiled, and walked out with the Mo in his hand.

"I used to go to the gallery, my father took me and my brother to help some friends support the scene, I would look at the paintings in the gallery, looking at those strange paintings, it was very strange, those chaotic colors, if it were me, I could also paint them, why so many people around, even my brother was watching seriously." Nakakui smiled and recalled the memories together, "Now that I think about it, I was so ignorant at the beginning. ”

"Sister has always been smart." Mao Mo's eyes bent into a crescent moon, "What's more, I can draw so well now, and my sister is indispensable to support me behind my back." ”

"If you know, it's good." Zhong Kui smiled, looking at the Mo who was already half a head taller than him, when he first came five years ago, he seemed to be half a head shorter than her, how did he grow so fast, how old was he.

"Is it Zhongkui, I'm here to pick you up." Ahead, a black business vehicle opened its window and beckoned to Nakakui.

"Yes, I'm sorry for you." Zhong Kui had seen the driver of Ma Liang's family come to pick him up after school before, so he was a little impressed, and smiled and pulled Luo Mo to sit in.

"It's okay, Young Master Ma Liang has been waiting for you in the gallery very early." The driver smiled, looked at the Mo and Zhong Kui behind him through the mirror and nodded, the young master's vision is really good, no wonder the chairman has taken him to these banquets in recent years, he has never paid attention to those rich ladies of the same age, it turns out that he has long had a heart.

The car drove very fast, and it took more than half an hour to arrive at the center of an urban area.

"In the center of the city, is there really the heart to appreciate and create in such a noisy place?" Standing at the entrance of the gallery, surrounded by rows of high-rise buildings, this elegant gallery decorated like an aristocratic courtyard in the last century is so out of place.

"But it's good to look outside, let's go in and see how it's inside." Zhong Kui pulled the ink and stood at the door, and the glass door opened gently and automatically.

The moment he first stepped in, he changed his mind about this place, when the glass door closed gently, the hustle and bustle outside could no longer step into here half a step, there were excellent paintings hanging on the walls of the crooked gallery, there were many people standing on both sides of the corridor appreciating the paintings, everyone was very quiet, seriously admiring each work, there were orange crystal lamps hanging on the ceiling, each painting was rendered with a layer of orange light, and the sound of the elegant violin echoed in the corridor, The decorations in the corridor are also decorations from the last century, as if you have traveled back to the last century, which makes people's mood more peaceful.

Nakakui looked at each of the works above, all of them were made by one person, each one was original, each one seemed to have a soul sleeping in it, even a layman like Nakakui knew that it was from the hand of a master.

"Ma Rufeng, it's actually his gallery, so you should stay here and study." Zhong Kui sincerely appreciated, although he was influenced by his father to start painting, but the most admired master works at home is the work of Ma Rufeng, a master of painting, not only in China, but also in the world, which also makes Zhong Kui more assured that he can learn more things here.

Although Luo Mo didn't speak, the light in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Here we are." When Zhong Kui walked to the end of the gallery, he saw Ma Liang standing next to a man in his thirties, the man and Ma Liang still had a trace of similarity, the stubble on his face had not been shaved off, and there was a bit of vicissitudes, the aura of that kind of art master was self-evident, it was Ma Rufeng.

And Ma Rufeng was quietly looking at the paintings on the wall, and on the wall were paintings of ink.

"Yes, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Zhong Kui said apologetically, "I didn't expect the uncle in your mouth to be Master Ma Rufeng." ”

"You know me?" Ma Rufeng's voice is very magnetic, he is only in his early thirties, Ma Rufeng has reached a height that many people can't go to in their lifetime, such a person is standing in front of Zhong Kui and Luo Mo.

"It's not me, it's my brother." Zhong Kui looked at Zhen Mo, who had not spoken, it was obvious that Zhen Mo had been pretending to be calm all the time, and the tension in his heart Zhong Kui could be seen at a glance, "He likes your work very much, you are his idol." ”

"It's an object to be surpassed." Luo Mo followed and said, with firmness and confidence in his tone, but Zhong Kui next to him was shocked by Luo Mo's words.

"It's not a small tone." Ma Rufeng didn't bother with Luo Mo, smiled, and was very generous, "I read your work, it's really good, very thoughtful, and talented, which reminds me of when I was young." Ma Rufeng smiled, looked at the ink in front of him, his eyes were full of appreciation, young people are right to have goals and ideals.

"I will be in the gallery every Saturday and Sunday, and you can come every Saturday and Sunday in the future, there is a separate studio in the gallery, which will leave you enough space, and if we hang up your work to publicize, we will also give you the corresponding remuneration, which you can rest assured." Ma Rufeng really deserves to be a master, and he treats Mo without reservation, and he said it all, but he still paused, "I just don't know where you can go in the future, you still need to wait and see, if you can't improve, then there is no value in letting me continue to wait." ”

"Then we'll see." Luo Mo stretched out his hand confidently, Ma Rufeng also smiled and held Yan Mo's hand, the two of them didn't seem to be masters and apprentices, but more like friends.