Chapter 13: The End of the Pear
When Huang Shang walked out of the bedroom, Jin Xinyun's car happened to drive into the yard.
Jin Xinyun walked in a little tiredly: "Son, I'm back." β
"Oh." Huang Shang walked over and said, "It's hard work." β
Jin Xinyun pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't feel that I have a son, no matter how hard I work." β
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Huang Shangdao: "In a while, Ying Lili and Aunt Sayuri, Fujiwara Chika, and Xue Xia Xue Nai will come over." β
Jin Xinyun was stunned: "What's the matter?" β
"It's okay, it's just that I painted three paintings, Yingli and Fujiwara Chika, and Yukino under the snow like it very much, so I'll give it to them, and they'll come over to pick it up in a while, and have a meal by the way." Huang Shangdao.
"Really?" Jin Xinyun's face was full of doubts: "When will you be able to draw?" β
"I'm idle and don't have anything to paint, but I'll be done slowly." Huang Shangdao: "The painting is in the bedroom, and I will show it to you later." β
"Then I'll really have to see." Jin Xinyun smiled: "I didn't expect my son to be a painter!" Do you want to be an illustrator? I'll pay you. β
"Not interested." Huang Shangdao: "Go and change your clothes!" In a moment they came. Turning his head to Mika Takasaka, he said, "Cook a few more dishes tonight, a little more hearty." β
"Leave it to me!" Mika Takasaka is scrappy, and it's time to show off real skills.
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Changing into a dress, Jin Xinyun sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the three paintings painted by Huang Shang, looking a little sluggish.
These three paintings are comparable to works of art...... Did my son draw it?
And......
The three paintings have both the freehand of ink and the realism of oil painting, as well as the lines and cute style of comics.
It looks like a patchwork of different genres of painting, but there is no trace of the fusion, as if it should be like this.
"You really painted it yourself?"
"Hmm." Huang Shang ate the smoothie and said, "Is there a problem?" β
"It's a big problem." Jin Xinyun's eyes were shining with gold (money): "Son, believe it or not, in the future, your painting can be sold for millions, or even tens of millions?" It's a soft girl coin, not a yen. β
Huang Shang glanced at her and said, "So, if I paint hundreds of paintings, it's about the same as your net worth?" β
βemmmmmβ¦β¦ That's right. β
Jin Xinyun suddenly felt a little congested, he had worked hard for 20 years to achieve something, and his son only needed a few hundred paintings to get it.
Those who engage in art are too profitable.
No, it should be said that art is too profitable.
But there must also be a premise, that is, someone is willing to spend a lot of money on hype.
There is such a thing as a work of art, something that can be sold for a hundred yuan for a dollar, relying on hype.
No one really thinks that Papa Ma's oil paintings are worth two million, right?
No way!
In Jin Xinyun's view, although her son's paintings are excellent, much better than the works in the art exhibitions she has visited before, it is still difficult to maximize the value of the works in a short period of time without the hype of capital.
The paintings of the dead are more expensive than the living, and this is the truest portrayal.
It didn't matter if he didn't know before, but now that he knows, Jin Xinyun of course has to consider using the resources in his hand to maximize the value of his son's paintings.
Although the son is not interested in taking over his own class, it is also an excellent thing if the son becomes a world-renowned painter.
Yes! I, a good mother who broke my heart for her son, is so touching.
"Son, you paint a few more paintings, I'll help you get a promotion copy, and then stir up the value, and strive to become the value of the world's top painters, a painting is tens of millions of foundations, like this...... Let's go it, let's ...... it."
Huang Shang pinched his eyebrows and said, "It's okay to draw, but I don't want to come forward." β
"Yes." Jin Xinyun smiled: "Maintaining a sense of mystery can enhance the value of the work. β
"At most one painting per month, if there is more."
"It's no problem to sell for a lot of money with low output."
"Keep the money for the sale!"
"......" Jin Xinyun was stunned.
"The stall is so big, it's short of cash!" Huang Shang looked at her dark circles: "How many times have you said that you are not young anymore." Anyway, I made enough money, and I did what I could. β
Jin Xinyun's eyes were a little moist, and he kissed Huang Shang's face, then pursed his lips and smiled, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said, "I suddenly feel so happy, I am really amazing, I can give birth to such an excellent son." β
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It's all this time, don't forget to praise yourself, how narcissistic are you?
Ding Dong β
"Hello, I'm Ying Lili, and I'm here to disturb my mother."
Hearing the voice on the walkie-talkie, Jin Xinyun smiled and said, "Yingli and Sayuri are here, go and bring people in." β
"Hmm."
Huang Shang got up and went to open the door.
Outside the fence gate, seeing the mother and daughter who were neatly dressed and had almost the same figure, hairstyle, and appearance, Huang Shang opened the fence gate and said, "Aunt Sayuri, Ying Lili, good evening." β
Sayuri was still wearing a kimono that had not changed for thousands of years, holding a folding fan in her hand, and smiled, "Good evening, we're here to disturb." β
"Good evening." Ying Lili looked at him with a little impatience in her eyes.
Huang Shang nodded: "Please come in." β
Sayuri obviously not came here for the first time, after entering the villa, she changed her slippers very skillfully, greeted Jin Xinyun with a smile, and talked and laughed.
Ying Lili greeted Jin Xinyun, and then saw the three paintings spread out on the coffee table.
All three paintings are drawn on A4 watercolor paper and are immediately captivating.
At this time, Sayuri was appreciating these three paintings: "Before Yingli Li said that Shang Jun painted three art-level paintings, I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect Shang Jun to paint much better than I imagined." β
"Of course, I don't want to see whose son painted it." Jin Xinyun was so proud that she was about to her nose.
"Graffiti made Aunt Sayuri smile." Huang Shang picked up the painting of men and women playing games and handed it to Ying Lili: "Yours." β
In front of her mother and Jin Xinyun, Ying Lili accepted it with a little red face: "Thank you." β
Jin Xinyun squinted and smiled, and said, "Ying Li Li sit, don't be restrained, just like in your own home." β
"Okay." Ying Lili sat obediently on the side sofa, looked down at the painting in her hand, and her joy was overflowing.
Sayuri covered her mouth with a folding fan and said with a smile: "I remember Xin Yunsang said that Shang Jun has been a basketball player since he was a child, but he didn't expect to be so good at painting, I don't know which master he learned from?" β
Ying Li Li turned her head to look at him, eager to know the answer.
A person who has practiced sports since he was a child, but has super painting skills, this is not normal.
"No, I scribble all by myself, and slowly it becomes like this."
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The answer given by Huang Shang shocked Ying Lili.
As the ace of the art department in high school, as the top illustrator in the industry after her debut, her efforts for more than ten years are not as good as a self-taught sports student?
Ying pear ββββ β to kneel.
Sayuri was stunned, and then smiled: "Ah! Isn't Shang Jun the legendary genius? It's amazing. β
Talented!?
Ying Li Li envy and jealousy: hateful genius!
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Ding Dong β
"Excuse me, I'm Chika Fujiwara."
"I'll open the door."
Huang Shang got up and went out, and after a while, he led Fujiwara Chika in.
"Good evening, aunt, excuse me." Fujiwara Chika greeted Jin Xinyun for the first time, and she was very well-behaved.
Jin Xinyun smiled: "Don't bother, I'm very happy that Qianhua can come!" β
"Hey, hey, Chika is also very happy to come."
This child-like innocent smile instantly captured Jin Xinyun.
"Qianhua sit down, what do you want to drink? Barley tea or juice? β
Sayuri: "......"
"Ahh Is this the painting painted by Huang Shang's brother? It's even better than in the photos. Fujiwara Chika looked at Huang Shang with adoring eyes.
Huang Shang handed her the brainstorming Sherlock Holmes drawing: "Promise you." β
"Thank you, Brother Huang Shang, hey, hey, so happy!"
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Glancing at her silly daughter, and then at the well-behaved and pleasing Fujiwara Chika, Sayuri sighed in her heart: It's all pear.
Soon after, the doorbell rang for the third time.
"Take the liberty of excuse me, I'm Xue Nai under the snow, and I'm here at the invitation of Huang Sang."
When Xue Nai, who had long black hair and an impeccable face, walked into the living room and greeted everyone one by one, Jin Xinyun smiled: "Xue Nai can come, I'm very happy, sit down!" β
"Thank you, auntie." Seeing that Jin Xinyun's attitude was unexpectedly friendly, Xue Nai breathed a sigh of relief under the snow.
Huang Shang picked up the last picture of the bamboo panda on the coffee table and handed it to her: "I hope you like it." β
Xue Nai glanced at the picture, her eyes flashed with joy, and said, "Thank you, I like it very much." β
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Sayuri has a little headache, her stupid daughter doesn't seem to have any advantages!
Jin Xinyun looked at the three daughter-in-law candidates who had been carefully selected by herself, and she was very proud: to build a new group headquarters in the future, it is more appropriate to choose under the snow; If you want to get the tilt of political resources, Fujiwara is more suitable; English pear ...... Although the Sawamura family and the Spencer family are not weak, they do not help my career much.
Oh, it's too early to think about this, and besides, you can't become a couple, and it's not bad to have friendship. With Xiaoshang's charm, it will be attractive for at least the next ten years, so there is no need to rush.
"Yukino, I heard that you are studying at Ushisuji University now, are you still used to it over there?"
Faced with Jin Xinyun's homely inquiry, Xue Nai replied: "Except for the food, everything else is fine." β
Jin Xinyun said with a smile: "No way, Britain is a desert of food, which your Aunt Sayuri deeply understands." β
"How did it get to me?" Sayuri rolled her eyes and sighed, "That's why I'll settle in Japan for a long time with Ying Lili and her father." β
"I heard you!" Jin Xinyun said with a smile: "Xue Nai can't find a British boyfriend in the future, even if he finds a British boyfriend, he can't settle in the UK, it will be very hard." β
Yukino: "......"
"I can't find a Chinese boyfriend." Sayuri folded her fan to cover her mouth and said with a smile: "Chinese food is too rich, I can't help but eat a few more bites, and it won't take a few years to become a little fat pig, and then be abandoned by my boyfriend." β
When she said the last sentence, Sayuri deliberately glanced at Huang Shang.
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I accidentally caught a cold.,I'm sorry that there's only one shift today.,I'm very sorry.γ