"The ink of this painting is fresh, the idea is bright, it should have just been painted recently, combined with natural factors such as sunshine, forests, stream birds, etc., style and the exhibition time of the international oil painting exhibition, it is not difficult to guess that it is the exhibited work, and a world-renowned painter like my aunt will definitely be in the invitation list of the exhibition."

"Mr. Bo is really extraordinary."

Xia Hewan praised.

Unexpectedly, he really knew how to paint, breaking her usual narrow perception of businessmen, like Zhuo Xuan, although he was very supportive of her artistic dreams, but he didn't know anything about her works, and his mind was full of commercial money and interests, and sometimes forced him to take a few looks, he would only estimate how much it would be worth, and his whole body smelled of copper.

She also thought that all businessmen in the world were the same, they didn't know how to appreciate art at all, they only knew that profit was paramount.

I don't want to, I ran into an exception today, and I am still my junior.

Young age, not only in the shopping mall, but also in the art world also explored, and delicate, observation so far, excellent, really excellent, used to only hear its name, now in personal contact, only convinced, worthy of the youngest richest man in the imperial capital, the most outstanding young talent, no wonder Wen Yan is a dazzling maniac, if she has such a son, but also hang on the lips all day long, but unfortunately none of the three under his knees are interested in painting.

The president, this rainbow fart is blowing well, huh? It's even more slippery than her, and my mother is very happy to watch.

Ye Xian's eyes rolled, and he had already begun to imagine his mother accepting him.

"Then can Mr. Bo comment on this painting?"

"It's a great honor to say that although the title of the painting is the afternoon forest, the finishing touch lies in the light that shines into the small window, using geometric figures and a number of equal shapes, making people fall into the visual trap of static composition, and using color gradients to transition to dynamics, adding many interesting elements in the forest to disperse the visual center of the picture, the lines are very rhythmic, and the whole picture looks balanced and comfortable, as if immersive......"

Ye Xian listened to the man's eloquent conversation, looked at his concentrating face, and lost his mind without paying attention.

This man full of nobility, elegant and elegant in every word, full of artistic charm is really the same person who asked her to call him last night?

She was stunned, and Aunt Tao couldn't help but remind in a panic, "Miss, be careful to cut your fingers!" ”

Bo Tingshen turned around, and a sharp gaze swept over, so frightened that Ye Xian immediately put down the knife and looked at him with pure and innocent eyes...... Wrong, no cut.

Who told you to be overly charming, just stunned when you look at it......

Ye Shaowen wanted to embarrass Bo Tingshen, but he didn't expect it to make him stand out in front of his mother, and his mother looked at him more and more appreciatively.

He was even more angry, "Mom, don't ask anymore, be careful that the vocabulary prepared by others is going to run out!" ”

“？”

Ye Xian looked at him suspiciously, he had come to this point, but the second brother was still unconvinced?

Everyone else could see that he was deliberately finding fault.

But Bo Tingshen didn't care, in comparison, it seemed that Ye Shaowen was a child, Xia Hewan glared at Ye Shaowen, "Mr. Bo, don't mind, let's continue to look at the painting." ”

"Mom......"

Ye Xian looked at Ye Shaowen's annoyed appearance and Bo Ting's breezy expression, silently picked up a piece of melon, and became a melon eater.

For Mao feels the second brother and the president...... Just like the concubine and the main palace in the palace fighting drama, the concubine frequently makes it difficult for the main palace, but unfortunately the strength of the main palace is crushed, and the face is ruthlessly slapped in the face, it is exactly the same, she used to act and watch two women tearing up, this time it is rare for two men to have a scheming confrontation, interesting and interesting!

She was about to watch the play beautifully, when Bo Tingshen suddenly smiled and walked towards her.

Ye Xian took the watermelon in his mouth, "? ”

"Miss Ye, can I taste a slice?"

Ye Xian was almost choked by his sentence Miss Ye, and nodded again and again, "Of course, you are free!" ”

Bo Tingshen looked at the melons on the plate, Ye Xian looked at him, and after a few seconds, she reacted, this ...... Motionless, waiting for her to give it to him?

She picked up a piece, and when Bo Tingshen took it, she pinched her fingertips heavily with her fingertips, and a wisp of electricity passed down her finger bones into her limbs, and Ye Xian's face turned red all of a sudden.

Zhu Shanshan ran over to get the watermelon, and whispered a laugh to her ear, "Blushing so easily?" It is worthy of the innocent little envy, but it is not flirted! ”

"Ahem~"

She coughed upright, indicating that she was choked by watermelon juice, and Xia Hewan also saw her crimson face, and shook her head with a smile.

Mr. Bo is so good, no wonder even the envy of ignorant people has fallen.

"By the way, my mother also painted an oil painting for you some time ago, and I have been hanging it, but I haven't shown it to you yet, Aunt Tao, go to my studio and get it."

"Draw for me? When? ”

Ye Xian looked at her curiously, how could she not know?

"The last time you read a script on the couch and fell asleep, I thought it was beautiful, so I drew it."

Aunt Tao carried a framed painting down, gently unwrapped the plastic seal, and a vivid picture of a girl sleeping jumped on the paper.

Bo Ting's deep eyes froze instantly.

On the painting, the girl is only wearing a thin pink long sweater, revealing her slender and straight legs, overlapping on the sofa, with a strong contrast between light and dark colors, highlighting her skin as white as porcelain, holding a page in her hand, a few pages have fallen to the ground, her head is leaning on the sofa, her eyes are slightly closed, her eyelashes seem to be static and seem to be trembling slightly, the pink and seductive little lips of cherry blossom petals are lightly opened, the neck is gracefully extended, and under the beautiful collarbone, a touch of graceful arc exclusive to the girl is drawn.

His eyes stroked the paper inch by inch, and Bo Tingshen's hand clenched unconsciously, as if he wanted to grasp something.

"Wow! Like, Mom, it's you! ”

Ye Xian was amazed when he saw it, it was exactly the same.

Xia Hewan saw Bo Tingshen's eyes as if they were glued to it, and smiled slightly, "Mr. Bo, what do you think of this painting?" ”

"From an artistic point of view, it is impeccable, but from the point of view of the characters, the aunt only painted a verve of envy."

What the?

When the words fell, everyone was shocked, Ye Xian looked at him in surprise, what did he say? Take it back! You don't praise your mother much, but you still criticize it, are you afraid that she will agree with the two of us?

"Hahahaha!"

On the sofa, Ye Shaowen's ruthless ridicule came, "Sure enough, it's a layman, my mother's portrait is one of the best in the world, it's your turn to make irresponsible remarks?" ”

Xia Hewan: "This ...... Is there any flaw in my drawing? ”

"It's not." Bo Tingshen bowed his head slightly, "Auntie, forgive me for taking the liberty of envy as a unique treasure for me, there is no painting in the world that can paint one ten-thousandth of the beauty in my heart." ”