Xia Yinuo was worried about money.

Saving money on salary? Yinuo shook his head, saving money by part-time work? Yinuo shook his head, although part-time design can make money, but, it comes slowly!

What else can be made to make money?

Xia Yinuo thought about it all night but didn't come up with it.

On Monday, Yinuo could only cheer up and go to work first.

Zhang Qin chattered about Xiao Xianrou, Xiao Yana Gu Liang was particularly interested, and she was like-minded with Zhang Qin. Xiao Zhang is the same as he does with his mobile phone to play games when he has nothing to do. Yu Lan would occasionally talk to Xia Yinuo about clothes and flowers.

Yu Lan found that although Xia Yinuo didn't talk much, he would not be cold to talk to her about any topic.

"Yesterday, my husband and I went to the art museum. This issue is an exhibition of fine brush paintings, flowers, birds, and vivid paintings. If you have time, you can also take a look and cultivate your sentiments! Yu Lan proposed to Xia Yinuo.

Yu Lan is different from Zhang Qin.

Zhang Qin likes to talk about family shortcomings, celebrity gossip, and Yu Lan pays attention to fashion, art, and life.

"Fine-brushwork! Who are you? Are there paintings of Feng Dazhong, Lu Fang, and Zhou Yansheng? Or a new generation of painters? ”

Feng Dazhong's paintings are basically invisible now, and there should be no paintings of his. Yinuo thought to himself, but if it is a new generation of paintings, you can also go and observe them. Although the new generation of painters is not so skilled, their paintings often have new ideas. In fact, the paintings of people of all ages can be seen, insiders can look at the doorway, and laymen can also see a lively look. Besides, when painting this artwork, everyone's aesthetic is different.

Some time ago, an exhibition of paintings called "SHega" was held in a London gallery. The exhibition was held by an influencer named Taz, and the paintings in it were drawn by herself, her family, friends, and friends. The exhibition attracted 262 onlookers. In the end, eight paintings were sold. Facts have proved that ordinary people can also create good works, and as long as they can move people, there will be people who are willing to pay for them.

Painting can move people, painting can resonate with you, and that painting is good for you.

"Most of the newcomers, only, Zhang Lin has heard of it, and they are not very famous." Yu Lan recalled.

Zhang Lin, a native of Anshan, Liaoning Province, is a member of the Chinese Artists Association, studying under Professor He Jiaying, specializing in gongbi figure painting. Zhang Lin, who is now studying under Professor Yin Canghai? Xia Yinuo asked.

Yu Lan was a little surprised, and said casually, but she didn't expect Xia Yinuo to know better than herself.

Yu Lan smiled and nodded: "Hmm! How? Do you know her too? ”

Although I don't paint anymore, I always see and hear everything in the painting world. It's probably because I love drawing so much!

Xia Yinuo lost his mind for a moment, and explained to Yu Lan with a smile: "I've heard of it, I've seen her paintings." I think the pictures she drew are very beautiful. ”

"It's a girl on display this time, and it's so beautiful. I'm also a layman, I only know how good it looks, and I can't tell how good it looks. You can also check it out when you have time. Yu Lan praised.

"Hmm!" Xia Yinuo smiled and nodded.

Art Exhibition! I haven't been to see it in a few years! Since when? Let's start by breaking up with Ji Minghua!

Why did I abandon my hobby for him! And it's been lost for so many years.

For the sake of such a person, now that I think about it, it's really not worth it.

"A painter who is a little famous, a painting can sell for a lot of money! I heard that Zhao Zhongxiang's words are still sold for thousands of yuan! ”

Xia Yinuo nodded in agreement: "You have to be famous." It's not famous, and it can't be sold. ”

Yu Lan: "Most people still buy it for fame, and there are not many people who really know how to paint." Many people just watch it lively, good-looking. ”

"Just look good. Hehe! A bowl of cherries. Xia Yinuo said with a smile.

"Yes. A bowl of cherries! ”

Yu Lan and Xia Yinuo looked at each other and smiled.

Zhang Qin and Xiaoya on the other side didn't know what they were talking about, and they also laughed.

……

Yinuo, who got off work, stood on the subway and looked out the window at the rapidly retreating platform, where people and buildings became blurred lines, very much like an abstract painting.

Xia Yinuo didn't understand abstract painting very well, and he didn't understand it. Xia Yinuo is only good at Chinese painting, and he can also do fine brushwork.

I wonder how Mr. Li is doing now? I'm afraid I'm too disappointed. and Dean Zhang. The first painting was sold by Dean Zhang for 3,000 yuan. Xia Yinuo remembered that he was very happy to come at that time. I took the money myself, like a thief, carefully put it in my bag, my hand clutched the bag, and I didn't let go of my hand from the bank to my home. When I got home, I immediately took out 3,000 yuan and proudly handed it to my grandmother. Grandma smiled very happily that time.

Later, a few paintings were sold, and the prices of the paintings became higher and higher. The cost of college was all the money from the sale of paintings, and later, the money from my grandmother's medical treatment, marriage and house purchase were all saved from painting. Otherwise, if you just graduated and joined the company, where can you save how much money you can save when you take the money you get at that time, except for food.

Draw?

Draw again?

Xia Yinuo thought about this question, thought all the way, and almost missed the station.

After three days, Yinuo purchased a drawing tool from the Internet.

The next day, things arrived one after another.

Good painting tools are not cheap. If you want to draw a good painting, you can't just have a painter, and you have to be the best in pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Yinuo looked at the money spent and felt distressed.

It's okay, the money should be earned. Yinuo encouraged himself.

"I haven't seen you paint in a while." Grandma watched Yinuo open the express box and take out the paint inside, a little surprised.

Not for a while, it's for years. Yinuo secretly corrected in his heart.

After graduating from university, I left my grandmother to work and live alone. Grandma didn't know that Yinuo gave up painting.

"Hmmm! It's been a long time. I don't know, can I still draw it? ”

Yinuo took apart the paints, took them out one by one, looked at them, and sorted them out.

"It's good to practice. You can forget it. Grandma made a cup of complementary food for Yueyue and shook it evenly.

"Hmmm! Practice first. Yinuo looked up and smiled at her grandmother.

"I'm going to feed Yueyue, if I don't feed her again, this little girl should call." Grandma took the bottle and left.

Yinuo looked at the pile of paint, and the hand that was packing up the things paused, and after a moment, he quickly put it away again.

……

"Don't paint, rest and rest, be active, it's not good for your body to be in front of a canvas all day." Grandma's voice rang out again.

"Whoa! That's good. Yinuo replied and continued to paint, wanting to finish this painting.

After many years, I haven't drawn, my hands are rusty, and I even feel that the posture of holding the pen is not right.

Seeing Yinuo bow her head and answer herself while drawing, grandma shook her head, Yinuo painted like this. The promise is good, but the hand does not stop.

Grandma sighed: "You have loved to draw since you were a child, and you should have been allowed to learn to draw at that time." ”

When I was a child, my grandmother enrolled Yinuo in a painting class for two years, and the teacher often praised Yinuo for his talent, and every time, whether he participated in a competition in the school, or in the city or province, Yinuo could always win the first prize.

Later, the family's money was stretched, so Yinuo stopped painting tutoring. Yinuo paints at home by himself. I didn't have money to buy books, so I went to the bookstore to read them.

Later, I met a middle school painting teacher Li in the community, and Mr. Li enthusiastically taught for two years.

Mr. Li's son got married, so Mr. Li went to his son's side. Yinuo became a person again, learning by himself and drawing his own. Later, I heard that I was learning to draw from a teacher.

After graduating from university, I don't know, why didn't I paint again, for several years? I put away all the tools for drawing and never took them out.

Grandma actually knows.

Then, how happy Yinuo is!

"Grandma, my paintings can be sold for money. Sell for a lot of money! ”

The little face full of smiles, grandma still vaguely remembers.

Later, I didn't know how much she sold, so I saved it for her, but later, I directly asked Yinuo to keep the money by herself. I don't know how much money I saved, but, at that time, I was sick, and Yinuo took a lot of money.

And ah! When I got married, Yinuo didn't want me to worry about it.

A three-foot square painting was completed in one day. This craft is unfamiliar to which melon to catch the country. Yinuo looked at the painting and shook his head, then nodded again. Although it takes a long time to draw, the painting is not bad. There is no failure, you can take a look.

"Grandma, how am I drawing?" Yinuo took the painting to his grandmother and begged for praise.

Grandma looked at Yinuo and ran over with the painting, as if she had returned to the past. In the past, Yinuo was like this, every time he finished painting, he showed it to his grandmother. Where does grandma know how to draw, grandma always praises Yinuo "good-looking, Yinuo's paintings are really good-looking." ”。 Grandma really thinks it's good-looking! Although, grandma is not with a professional personnel eye.

"It's good-looking, it's good-looking!" Grandma wiped her hands, took the painting, and looked at it carefully.

"I don't think so!" Yinuo said happily and proudly.

Grandma's wrinkled face smiled into folds.

"After the painting is framed, how about hanging it here?" Yinuo pointed to the wall at the back of the dining table.

Grandma turned around and looked, "It's good to hang here, if only there was another one like this, this one is a bit small." ”

Grandma really didn't ask perfunctory questions at all.

The size of the three-foot bucket square is indeed a little smaller, this is Yinuo's painting to test the waters, so Yinuo chose a small size, so as not to draw it out unsatisfactory, a waste of time, materials.

There are two paintings of the same size, one high and one low, hanging on this wall, which is quite charming when you think about it.

So, Yinuo responded: "Grandma is right, I'll paint another one tomorrow, and frame it together when the time comes." ”

"Let's eat! It's almost cold, and when you start drawing, you can't care about anything,......"

Yinuo put away the painting and tidied up the paint scattered all over the ground,......

"Hey! Here it is! ”

Yinuo's cheerful voice of consent came from the small room.

……

"Tao Chuxue is back." Ding Shuai sent a message.

Chen Yang stared at his phone for a long time.

This name has not been seen for a long time, but after many years, it suddenly appeared in front of him again, which made Chen Yang unable to recover from his mind......