"Okay." The crowd shouted in unison.

Lao Ou didn't put down his pen, but he continued to write on the painting: The heart of the doctor's parents, the iron lungs fight the epidemic! At the end, the words Leosan were signed, and the date was inscribed.

"It seems that Lao Ou still has a pattern and is sensible. The fight against SARS is really urgent. Li Yuxin heard the news of SARS from Hu Wei, so he made this painting, and now the words mentioned by Lao Ou are not in line with him.

"It's worthy of Leosan people, and even the artistic conception is so tacit." It's not that Hu Wei compliments the two, but indeed their cooperation is seamless.

"The people in the world are one family, either exaggerated or prawns." Lao Ou smiled and pointed to the country, and occasionally came to a self-deprecating rumble.

"Lao Ou, why are you free today?" Li Yuxin always felt that there was something abnormal in Lao Ou's laughter.

"If you can come, can't I come?" Lao Ou seems to be a beautiful blow, but it contains a little helplessness.

"How do I feel like you're spinning behind me?" Li Yuxin asked with a smile.

"You want to say I'm 007?" Old Ou made a move to prove that he was not stupid.

"What, you two still care about who is in front and who is behind?" Hu Wei began to work with the mud.

"It stands to reason that Lao Ou should be in front, he is older than us." Li Yuxin's side head sloped to Lao Ou for a hammer blow.

"You say I'm old." Lao Ou smiled, and used his inherent laughter to brush away the embarrassment in the room.

Li Yuxin himself also felt that the nameless fire just now was a little strange, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was sick? How can you be so-for-tat with Lao Ou? Is it just because of the paintings that came one after the other? Li Yuxin has absolute reason to suspect that Lao Ou's two-day trip has something to do with him.

Lao Ou also knew very well about Li Yuxin's flame just now, and he did listen to Tingting's mother's opinion before he came here cheekily, but he didn't expect to be so lucky that he bumped into his paintings.

Xu Qian looked at the two of them, and then she understood what an innate tacit understanding was.

"Lao Ou, don't keep staring at the painting, this painting Hu Wei has already been decided." Li Yuxin winked at Hu Wei.

"That's right. Uncle Ou, don't bother with the idea of this painting. I'm going to launch a charity sale to raise the proceeds to the Epidemic Prevention Center. Hu Wei's brain turned quickly, and he suddenly thought of fundraising.

"So, Xiao Li, your painting is not enough, you need a few more, how else to raise funds?" Lao Ou began to play the role of a blower again.

"Okay, you can also write a few more words and make more contributions to society." Li Yuxin struck while the iron was hot, and pulled Lao Ou to do it together.

"It's not like that for the two of us, why don't we gather a few more masters to come together?" Lao Ou picked up the box of nephrite from the table, took out one, lit a fire, and said to Li Yuxin.

"That's a good idea. You're the oldest here, so I think I'd leave this daunting task to you. "Li Yuxin came to push the boat.

"Okay. I'll get in touch. Lao Ou took the job, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, so he said, "Let's just call Deng Linlin." ”

"What did you call her for?" Xu Qian asked Lao Ou vigilantly.

"She's also a master of painting." Hu Wei explained on the side.

"I don't see it." Xu Qian suddenly realized that this is the real place where the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger are located.

"Deng is always the heir to ancient techniques." Hu Wei still remembers the scene of Deng Linlin and Li Yu's new fighting skills.

"Okay, just do as you say." Obviously, Li Yuxin also agreed to Lao Ou's proposal.

"Then I'll start the invitation." After speaking, Lao Ou took out his mobile phone and pressed it cracklingly, and after a few calls, he inhaled the cigarette in his hand with a sigh of relief.

In less than an hour, Ou Tingting, Chen Yeping, Wen Xinzhu, and Li Jian came one after another.

Lao Ou didn't give them much to talk about, just two words "fundraising". Then leave them free space to play their own roles.

The group gathered around the desk and began to perform in an orderly manner......

Deng Linlin looked at Xu Qian and Li Yuxin, and always felt that something was missing between these two people.

Xu Qian stood beside Li Yuxin, as if separated by a cultural wall, in addition to admiration, there may be an indescribable awe. She didn't expect that these people who came were all big names in the calligraphy and painting industry, and even her hypothetical rival Deng Linlin was also a first-class player. The shadow in Xu Qian's heart soared, Lao Ou is his partner, Deng Linlin is his future boss, what about Ou Tingting? The entangled relationship between several people has always been maintained by Chinese painting and calligraphy, and he has almost become an idler except for appreciating other people's masterpieces.

With this layer of shadow, Xu Qian can only pretend to be very happy on the surface. Guanqi Ziyun and Hu Wei are not, although they are not masters, but after these years of study and observation, they have also learned the true meaning of art, and nothing else can be said, but they also judge the quality of the works very accurately. Therefore, kung fu is not blown out, but is sharpened by the annual rings.

Li Yuxin was busy communicating with several masters, so he ignored Xu Qian's feelings.

"Old Chen's sword slaying dragon is still rough and unruly." Lao Ou admired Chen Yeping very much, and a little crane color was naturally revealed.

"President Ou is polite." Chen Yeping rubbed his hands, subtle and subtle. Xu Qian was shocked when she heard the old man call Ou Dehai the president. President? What will the president?

"Brother Wen and Brother Li Jian can come here with a face, and Lao Ou is thankful." Lao Ou is like a fish in water on the scene, and it can be said that he coped with it properly.

"President Ou's order, how can it not be justified." Wen Xinzhu is arrogant, and the only thing he is not convinced is that he has lost to his joint efforts with Li Yuxin several times.

Li Jian is Li Yuxin's senior brother, and the two naturally met a little more cordially.

"The tiger and tiger of the senior brother are really the essence of the painting, and this grass and tree are exquisite and elegant." Li Yuxin appreciated.

"Li Yuxin, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I'm good at talking. There is a lot of flattery, and he is not afraid to bend his waist and flash his tongue. Li Jian said jokingly.

"Painting with a diligent brush, not limited to the norm; Words are many, and the essence is short. Is my brother blaming me for not being diligent? Li Yuxin took the opportunity to joke back to him.

"The words are sharp, and they are becoming more and more like Master." Li Jian smiled, which could be regarded as a compliment to Li Yuxin.

"Speaking of Master, I also blame him for being an old man." Li Yuxin put a smile back on his face.

"It's a pity that his old man won't let us go to see him." Li Jian let out a long breath.

"Big hidden in the city. Maybe he didn't like us messing up his life. Li Yuxin looked at the paintings on the desk and said indifferently.

Lao Ou saw that the two of them had a master, but after listening to it for a long time, he didn't know who the master was in their mouths. I am also curious, but it is inconvenient to go to the bottom.

Of course, there were a few other people present who were curious with Lao Ou, and they didn't dare to ask because of privacy.

Deng Linlin said hello to Li Yuxin, and then said that there was something in the factory and left first.

Hu Wei beckoned everyone to drink tea in the room, and everyone excused themselves, saying: In extraordinary times, respond to the call. Li Yuxin and others understood the meaning of this call, "no gathering, no visiting." Therefore, they did not persuade, but let each one do as he pleased, and went to stay voluntarily.

After Lao Ou saw Wen Xinzhu, Chen Yeping, and Li Jian leaving, he returned to the tea room with Hu Wei and others, and his beautiful name was: Disturb a cup.

Li Yuxin knew his thoughts, and he didn't point it out, and asked: "Lao Ou, your photography association is really idle." ”

"There is no way, we are just carrying a camera bag, carrying a tripod, running where we need to." Lao Ou was so smooth that the four of them looked at him.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Lao Ou suddenly lowered his head and asked.

"Watch you perform." Li Yuxin supported his cheek with one hand and rested his elbow on his right leg.

"I'm in a hurry." Lao Ou picked up the teacup and glanced at them.

"Uncle Ou, when will this SARS end?" Hu Wei inquired in a low voice.

"You think it's a meal or a movie, you have to listen to it." Old Ou thought to himself, if I knew when it would end, I would still be sitting here.

"Lao Ou, is there any news from the Municipal Epidemic Prevention Center?" Li Yuxin asked.

"It's just emphasized that we don't go to the Pearl River Delta and do a good job in regional epidemic prevention." Lao Ou removed the brisk just now and said solemnly.