As he spoke, he stood up and pulled Cangran and prepared to go out.

On the contrary, it was blind.

Who is with you! The meal hasn't been eaten yet!

"Go, go, go." Mei Xize smiled and waved his hand.

Cangran glared at him, "You've got me out, I haven't finished my meal yet!" ”

Since his rebirth, Cangran has had a special obsession with eating.

Although he is not a foodie who wants to eat and die, at least he has a soft spot for food.

In her time, she had eaten dragon meat, phoenix marrow, and even the unicorn beast of Hades.

But these add up to not as much as a mouthful of soup in the bowl now.

After all, people have to live in the present, and they can't dwell on the past.

But now, she was not even allowed to drink a mouthful of soup, and she was dragged out of the private room.

She followed Tu Weiguo from the private room where no one was around, and basically saw paintings from all over the world.

Fortunately, Cang Ran had made up for his knowledge of painting before, and he also had unique insights into some foreign paintings.

They went from six o'clock in the afternoon until ten o'clock in the evening.

By the time Sun Xianglei came to pick up the old man back, Cangran was exhausted.

He took a sip of the water that Menan handed her, "Call your dad." ”

"What for?" It's past ten o'clock, and Mei Xize should usually sleep at this time.

"I'm suffering here, he wants to sleep at home, but there is no door!"

That being said, Cang Ran also admitted that she did gain a lot of insight in the process of chatting with Tu Lao.

Before leaving, Tu Lao asked Cangran.

"Girl, what do you think is the difference between your words and these paintings?"

"Their paintings are dead, my paintings are alive."

This is a bit too big and boundless to say, no matter how top a painter is, he doesn't dare to say that his paintings are alive and other people's are dead.

But for some reason, Cangran just has this magic.

And Tu Lao trusts her words very much, precisely because her paintings are alive.

Tu Weiguo will be so tossed and turned, and he will come to see her in person at the expense of his identity.

"Since that's said, after a while, there will be a collective exhibition of famous contemporary painters in Beijing, all of whom are well-known painters at home and abroad, if you are interested, I can leave you two booths."

"I appreciate your kindness, but my paintings may be slightly different from ordinary paintings, Mr. Sun should have mentioned it to you, right?"

Cangran's paintings are used to change the charm and feng shui, and they are not ordinary paintings.

Therefore, the price of her paintings is destined to be unusual, and it is inevitable that it will be a little out of place with those painters.

"I naturally know, but no matter what kind of painting it is, it is still a painting after all, no matter what you paint, you must first make a name for yourself, and then the people who come to visit the exhibition are all people with heads and faces, and you can take this opportunity to increase your popularity."

Tu Weiguo's words surprised Cang Ran.

I can hear that he really likes to appreciate himself, otherwise he wouldn't be so enthusiastic about helping him match.

This favor......

"Girl, that's all I say, if you want to participate, feel free to contact me."

Cang Ran felt that if he held it again, it would be a bit embarrassing.

She replied with a smile, "Since Tu Lao is so considerate of his juniors, where do I have any reason to shirk it, it is better to be respectful than to obey my fate, and I have worked hard for Tu Lao." ”

Tu Weiguo looked at Cangran, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

At the beginning, when he asked Sun Xianglei why he was in the class, Sun Xianglei said that a master showed him the house, and he was still a young girl.

At that time, his impression of this child could be said to be very bad, and he felt that she was full of crooked ways at a young age.

I didn't expect her to be so good after contact.