Kinoshita rises!

Lu Ruoling immediately searched for this person's name with his mobile phone, and was instantly stupid.

Kinoshita, the new generation of painters who are now in the limelight in the world, the auction price of any painting is at least several million, and it is still in US dollars.

If this painting is really the authentic work of Kinoshita, even if Lu Ruoling smashes the pot and sells iron, he can't afford to pay for it.

Lu Ruoling barely supported his body to collapse, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Barotti, is this painting of yours really the work of Mr. Kinoshita?" ”

Barotti nodded with a wry smile and said, "This is just a painting he painted before he became famous, and it is not worth much." ”

Of course, Lu Ruoling knew that Barotti was comforting her with this sentence, no matter how worthless it was, it was definitely not something that she Lu Ruoling could afford.

"Mr. Barotti, I'm really sorry today, although I can't make up for the friendship between you and Mr. Kinoshita, but I will find a way to compensate you for this painting."

"Hah! Indemnify? How do you compensate? This is Kinoshita's painting, don't even say something high-sounding, it's better to have something practical. If you let the school know about this, it is estimated that your admission letter to this university will have to be withdrawn, hahaha......" Zhao Li really gloated and smiled.

Lu Ruoling gritted his teeth, but he didn't know what to do.

With her current ability, she is indeed unable to repay.

Zhao Lizhen glanced at Lu Jiu and said triumphantly: "Even if you can order a hidden dish, you will be dumb when it comes to real money." What a professional, what's the use. ”

Lu Jiu smiled and did not refute, but said to Baroti: "Do you have watercolors and canvases here?" ”

Barotti looked at Lu Jiu inexplicably and nodded mechanically.

"Okay, bring me some."

Barotti immediately arranged for someone to prepare.

Lu Ruoling almost guessed what his brother wanted to do, and hurriedly dragged Lu Jiu aside.

"Brother, what are you going to do? It's not going to be a re-painting for Mr. Barotti. ”

Lu Jiu nodded, and said a little cutely: "Yes, otherwise?" ”

Lu Ruoling shook his hand and said angrily: "My good brother, don't make trouble, since you were a child, when have you ever painted, let alone oil painting, I haven't seen you draw pencil drawings." ”

Lu Jiu looked at his sister's anxious appearance, but smiled.

"Ling Ling, if you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean that my brother can't draw."

Lu Ruoling was speechless.

Lu Jiu patted his sister's back and comforted: "Okay, Ling Ling, you don't have to worry, Mr. Barotti doesn't seem to be a unforgiving person, as long as we express our sincerity, I think we can make up for it more or less." ”

Lu Ruoling raised his head, looked at Lu Jiu, and asked in disbelief, "Brother, are you really good at drawing?" ”

Lu Jiu pretended to be mysterious and said, "I know a little bit about fur. ”

Soon, both the watercolor and the canvas were ready.

In the restaurant, many guests, regardless of whether they had finished eating or not, gathered in a circle, and did not seem to want to let go of such an opportunity to watch the excitement.

At this time, the lights here were already fully bright, and Lu Jiu was standing in the center of the light, holding a paintbrush in his hand, as if he was meditating.

"Hey, really, what do you see that person doing?"

Zhao Lizhen sneered and said, "What are you doing? It's nothing more than pretending to be 13, I've seen a lot of people like this, and in this life, I live by being abducted and abducted, I really deserve to be brothers and sisters! ”

When Lu Ruoling heard it, it was like a needle prick, but he couldn't say a word.

Lu Jiu opened his eyes and began to mix colors, and soon, the pen fell on the canvas.

The whole restaurant was silent, and everyone's attention was on the paintbrush.

As if enchanted, the brush rises and falls on the canvas.

It's like the most beautiful dancer dancing.

Sometimes passionate, sometimes tactful and soothing, sometimes chic and elegant, sometimes point-to-point......

Many of the people present were celebrities from all walks of life in Binhai, and they all had some understanding of the art of oil painting.

But no one had ever seen Lu Jiu paint like this.

A paintbrush in Lu Jiu's hand is like having a life, even more attractive than that painting.

Lu Ruoling looked at his brother stupidly, and at that moment, he didn't seem to know him.

But there was really no extra space in her brain to think about when her brother learned to paint, just like everyone else, she was moved by that brush and couldn't escape.

The suffocation was brief, but it was actually quite long.

The moment Lu Jiu stopped his brush, everyone felt that the soul that had been withdrawn had returned to their own body, and they could sense the things around them again.

Lu Jiu put the pen back on the palette and said, "Okay, this painting should be regarded as a little bit of my sister and my heart, I hope Mr. Barotti can like it." ”

Barotti took two steps forward, took only one look, and was stunned.

On the canvas, the painting turned out to be exactly the same as the one given to him by Kinoshita.

Although Barotti is not a professional painter, he still has a certain appreciation for oil painting.

Experience has taught him that the standard of this painting is definitely not low.

And it can be restored to such a vivid and vivid original in the time of a meal...... Barotti snuffed off his thoughts and looked at Lu Jiu.

"Sir, I really deserve this painting."

Lu Jiu smiled and said, "It's okay, as long as you are willing to accept it, I think my sister is also happy." ”

Barotti walked up to Lu Ruoling, bowed, and said affectionately: "Beautiful lady, Fiora Restaurant will always open its doors for you, welcome you and your brother at any time, and send my best wishes." ”

Barotti took Lu Ruoling's slender little hand and kissed it lightly on the back of her white hand in front of everyone.

Lu Ruoling's face was crimson, like a frightened rabbit, and she hurriedly pulled her brother away.

It took Zhao Li to recover from her surprise for a while, remembering the scene just now when she kissed the back of Lu Ruoling's hand in a sunny and handsome manner, and jealousy grew like a weed going crazy in her heart.

Zhao Lizhen clenched her fists, her nails were pierced into the flesh, and she really wanted to rush up and destroy the painting now.

But she still held back, and just said loudly: "Cut, this kind of copied painting is soulless, from the south, you can buy it for a few dozen yuan casually, what is rare." ”

At this time, a rapid phone rang suddenly, and Baroti took out his mobile phone, it was a video call, and it was none other than Kinoshita who sent the video.

In front of everyone, Barotti answered the phone, and his voice was specially amplified, as if he was deliberately listening to someone.

"Hey! Fourth, how can you have time to call me? How was the exhibition? ”

"Haha...... Of course, I'm calling you to go over and eat. ”

"Isn't it, you're coming to the Marina?"

"Yes, but the specific date has not been set, and we are still negotiating with the investor, and it is expected to hold a small oil painting salon in Binhai."

"Okay, come on, but you can eat it, but if you live it, you have to pay for it."

There was a hearty laugh on the other end of the phone.

"By the way, I have a painting here, you can take a look."

As he spoke, Barotti pointed his phone at the painting Lu Jiu had just drawn.

"Uh...... I didn't draw it many years ago, what's wrong? Wait, no, you bring your phone closer. ”

At first, Kinoshita's voices were casual, but then they became nervous and urgent.

"No, it's not right, it's very similar, but it definitely wasn't painted by me, and this painting was just done, Baroti, don't say you painted it."

"Hahaha...... How can I have such a great ability, this was drawn by a guest who had just eaten at my place. ”

"A guest? Do you know each other? Is there any contact information? Kinoshita's voice was a little hurried, even nervous.

Barotti sensed something wasn't quite right and asked, "What's wrong?" Four. ”

"Your guest is a very good painter, he painted it on purpose, and if my estimation is correct, if he really wants to copy my work, I am afraid that even I myself will not be able to tell the truth from the fake. No, you must introduce us to each other, and when I go to the beach, by all means! ”

The phone hung up, and the audience was silent.

Zhao Lizhen felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she couldn't think of any mean words to pick up her dignity that had long been shattered.

Only a man in black, dressed in a ceremonial dress, quickly left the crowd and dialed a phone.

"Tell the head of the regiment that I have found a master copying."