Song Yaoyao lowered her eyes and hid a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes: "Sister Zihui, you are really amazing, you bought a million for a painting casually, but it's a pity that this million can't go into your own pocket, otherwise, you will be really happy." ”

Su Zihui looked indifferent: "It doesn't matter, when you take it out, you are mentally prepared for this." ”

Song Yaoyao leaned into Su Zihui's ear and whispered, "Mr. Dong, this is showing favor to you, he has been interested in you for a long time." ”

Su Zihui's brows furrowed: "Okay, don't talk nonsense." ”

At this time, a black figure walked over from the crowd, the figure wore shoulder-length hair of "wolf hair blue", a large mask on his face, and interpreted two words - "alternative".

Lannie looked at the oil painting on the wall as she walked, and accidentally bumped into a small figure.

"I'm sorry." Lannie immediately held on to the little figure.

Ye Yifan was knocked crooked, and when he straightened up and saw Lan Ni clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Xiaolan, you are here too!" ”

Lannie nodded, "hmm", and then began to look carefully at the oil paintings on the wall again, as if looking for something.

Ye Yifan: "Xiaolan, what are you looking for?" ”

Lanny: "I'm looking for my paintings. ”

Ye Yifan was stunned: "Your paintings? You can also draw? ”

Lannie nodded, "Well, a little." ”

Ye Yifan looked curious: "Xiaolan, what did you draw?" ”

Lannie: "People. ”

Ye Yifan: "Sketch or watercolor?" ”

Lannie: "Oil painting. ”

Ye Yifan was obviously stunned: "Xiaolan, you can actually paint oil paintings?" ”

Lannie smiled: "Yes! It's going to be a little bit! ”

Ye Yifan: "Xiaolan, there is an exhibition area of ink painting, gongbi and watercolor paintings, haven't you gone there to have a look?" ”

Lannie looked into the exhibition area in the distance, "I just came back from there, and I didn't find it. ”

Ye Yifan pondered: "How could it be gone?" Strange—"

Lanny also thought: "Maybe the painting was too good and someone stole it." ”

The corners of Ye Yifan's mouth twitched: "......" Xiaolan, there are Zihui's paintings in this town, can we be modest!

In the corner, DB's little sparrows gathered together: "Did you hear that?" That ugly monster even exhibited. ”

"Yes! He shamelessly said that he was too good at drawing and was stolen! What a shame. ”

"Who would steal her paintings, steal them back to be toilet paper? It's ridiculous. ”

But what did she draw? Stick figures for children? ”

"No, she looks so abstract, of course she paints abstract paintings!"

"It's okay to lose face in your own department, but now she actually runs outside, let's lose face with her."

"Not really! This shameless woman really wants to fix her well. ”

"Okay, let's make a plan another day and fix her well."

……

Ye Yifan: "Xiaolan, you can go over there and look for it!" ”

Lannie nodded, "Mm-hmm, I'll look for it again." ”

Ye Yifan: "Do you want me to accompany you?" ”

Lannie: "No, I can. With that, Lanny walked back to the other exhibition areas.

At this time, a staff member walked over from the photography area holding a photo more than one meter high and more than half a meter wide.

Dong Hongjian immediately said: "Xiao Zhang, the photography works are over there, and this is the oil painting exhibition area." ”

Xiao Zhang immediately said excitedly: "Mr. Dong, we always thought this exhibited work was a photo, but in fact it is not, it is an oil painting." ”

Dong Hongjian was stunned for a moment, this is obviously a photo, how can it be an oil painting!

It was a golden autumn, the red maples on both sides of the road stretched into the distance, a young girl wearing a snow-white dress, a loose pale yellow knitted jacket running in the maple forest, she was slim, long hair fluttering, but suddenly someone called her name, she smiled and turned her head, showing half of the side of the face.

The golden sunset, the fiery maple forest, the sweet smile, the fluttering black hair, the fluttering skirt, time is frozen in this beautiful moment.

Dong Hongjian immediately walked over, and he looked carefully at the "photo" in Xiao Zhang's hand: "How can this be an oil painting?" This is obviously a photo, you look at the fluff on this sweater, you look at the hair on this root, and the eye hair, and the leaves on the ground, the veins on each leaf are so clear, who can draw such a realistic oil painting, quickly take it back. ”

Xiao Zhang immediately said: "Mr. Dong, you touch it, you will know it as soon as you touch it." ”

Dong Hongjian immediately reached out and touched the "photo": "Isn't it just a little frosted!" This is normal, spraying photos on different materials will have different textures. ”

Xiao Zhang was anxious, at this time, he saw Su Zihui on the side, and immediately saw a savior: "Miss Su, you are an expert in this area, you can give it an appraisal!" See if it's a photograph or an oil painting. ”

Su Zihui walked towards this "photo", all the people around gathered with gossip, Su Zihui looked at this "photo" carefully, and then touched it lightly with her upper hand, she looked at it for a long time, and then said: "This is a photo, it can't be wrong." ”

The people around him began to gossip: "This look is a photo!" You see how clear the little fluff on the sweater, as well as the texture of the skirt yarn, and the layer of sweat on the arm, what level of painter can paint such a picture! ”

"Not really! Even Fang Guocheng couldn't draw such an effect. ”

Xiao Zhang looked at the "photo" in his hand in a daze, could it be that he was wrong? Could this really be a photo, but the old man just said that he had a nose and eyes, and said that this is an oil painting!

Xiao Zhang scratched his head: "That's ...... That's my mistake! ”

Dong Hongjian waved his hand: "Okay, hurry up and take it back!" ”

At this time, Ye Yifan suddenly walked over, he walked to the "photo", looked at it for a long time, then put his nose in front of the "photo" and sniffed it, and then picked the corner of the photo with his fingernails, Ye Yifan was stunned, and then he took a step back and stared at the painting with a solemn expression.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Ye Yifan.

"Director Ye won't think it's an oil painting!" The person on the side whispered.

"Don't you know that Director Ye and Su Zihui have a grudge? Back then, the two of them fought to the death for the position of director. ”

"What do you mean - Director Ye will deliberately disagree with Su Zihui and say that this photo is an oil painting? No way! That's too narrow-minded! ”

"A man's heart, a needle under the sea, it's hard to say."

[First update on August 21]