Ye Yifan looked excited: "I have painted for so many years, and I have seen countless famous paintings, but this is the first time I have seen such a high-quality oil painting." ”

Everyone was stunned, this turned out to be a painting? Is it an oil painting?

Dong Hongjian's eyes widened: "Director Ye, take a good look, how can this be a painting!" ”

Ye Yifan stared at the painting and shook his head slowly: "It won't be wrong, it won't be wrong, this is oil painting, it's oil painting." ”

Flowers immediately exploded all around: "Emma! This turned out to be a painting, this is a living hell, this is obviously a photograph. ”

"Live for a long time, really live for a long time, is this person a magic pen Ma Liang? What kind of hands do you have to grow! I was able to make my drawings more realistic than my photos. ”

"Damn, is this really drawn by someone from our company? It can't be the work of any master! ”

"What about the author? Who is the author? ”

"Yes! What about the author? Where did the author go? ”

"I want to find her to sign an autograph, I have to ask her to sign an autograph, and I have to ask him if he accepts apprentices, I must apprentice today, and no one will stop me-"

At this time, a voice said cautiously: "Director Ye, do you mean that Su Zihui has lost her eyes?" ”

Director Ye said with certainty: "Yes, she has lost her eyes." ”

Su Zihui immediately frowned: "Director Ye, you are questioning my professionalism. ”

Ye Yifan still looked at the painting: "I said it was an oil painting because it was an oil painting, and I didn't question anyone's professionalism." ”

Su Zihui said in a cold voice: "I have been painting since elementary school, and it has been more than 20 years now, do you think I can't even distinguish between photos and oil paintings?" ”

Ye Yifan: "The quality of this painting is too high, and it is normal to be wrong." ”

Su Zihui: "Impossible, this is a photo." ”

The people around him began to whisper again: "Wow, there is so much excitement today!" ”

"Not really! But is this a painting or a photograph? I'm really curious to know. ”

"It would be nice if there was a master to appraise it, preferably at the level of Fang Guocheng."

"Okay, don't dream, Master Fang will come to us? It's a dream. ”

At this time, an old man with gray hair and a white beard walked over in the crowd, the old man was wearing a snow-white Tang costume, in good spirits, and his bearing was biased.

When Xiao Zhang saw the old man, his eyes lit up immediately, and he immediately shouted: "Old gentleman, old gentleman-"

The old gentleman looked at Xiao Zhang: "Are you calling me?" ”

Xiao Zhang ran to the old gentleman: "Yes! Oh, yes! Sir, didn't you just say that this was an oil painting? But except for Director Ye from our advertising department, everyone said that this was a photo, so I would like to ask you to repeat what you just told me, okay? ”

Old gentleman: "No, I'm looking for my little apprentice, I'm in a hurry." With that, the old gentleman turned around and left.

Ye Yifan was suddenly stunned, he stared at the old gentleman in a daze, he ...... He......

He is-

Fang Guocheng, a famous contemporary calligrapher and painter, and the world's top oil painting master.

Ye Yifan was excited, he felt that his blood was about to boil, he was like a rabbit, swished over, and held Fang Guocheng's hand deadly: "Elder Fang, Elder Fang, is it you?" I have copied countless of your works, visited your art exhibitions all over the country, and once in Kyoto, I also discussed painting techniques with you, do you remember me? Do you remember me? ”

Fang Guocheng looked at the young man in front of him and shook his head: "I don't remember." ”

Ye Yifan: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, it doesn't matter, Elder Fang, it's really ...... to see you here." What a surprise, what a surprise, I'm your fans, super fans, I've been inspired to be a painter like you since I was a child, and I've been working in that direction, it's a pity...... Later, I changed careers. ”

Fang Guocheng smiled gently: "Many people are engaged in a profession that they don't like, but as long as you like painting, insist on painting, and enjoy the happiness that painting brings you, this is enough." ”

Ye Yifan burst into tears: "Yes, yes, I have been persevering, I have been persevering." ”

Fang Guocheng: "Okay, I'm leaving, I have to go find my little apprentice." ”

Everyone looked at the old man in amazement: "Oh my God! It's fantastic! It's fantastic! Who did I see? It turned out to be a world-class oil painting master - Fang Guocheng, Master Fang actually came to our company! Am I dreaming? ”

"Yes! Why did Master Fang come to our company? Is it — to see our talent show? ”

"You stupid! How is this possible, didn't Master Fang say it just now, he came to find an apprentice. ”

"Looking for an apprentice? Master Fang's apprentice in our company? Don't...... Is it Sister Zihui? ”

"Wow~~! Sister Zihui is really Master Fang's apprentice, Sister Zihui is too good, it's just too good! ”

Xiao Zhang immediately said nervously, "You...... Are you really the famous oil painting master - Fang Guocheng? ”

Fang Guocheng nodded: "I am Fang Guocheng." ”

Xiao Zhang: "That...... Is that painting really an oil painting? ”

Fang Guocheng turned his head to look at the painting, and nodded again: "Of course, the quality of this painting is very high, if it comes from a famous artist, you can buy at least sixty or seventy million." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, six or seven thousand—

Ten thousand?

Fang Guocheng stroked his beard while looking at the painting, and said to himself: "Why does it look so familiar?" Why do you look so much like my little apprentice? ”

A small voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Master Fang, your apprentice is here." ”

Fang Guocheng immediately looked at the person who spoke: "Oh? Where is she? ”

The man pointed at Su Zihui: "Sister Zihui, Master Fang is looking for you." ”

Su Zihui stared at the old man in front of her in a daze, Fang Guocheng, a god-like existence in the art world, she never dreamed that she would meet Fang Guocheng one day, and it was such a close distance.

Su Zihui stepped forward excitedly: "Master Fang, hello. ”

Fang Guocheng glanced at Su Zihui: "Hello." After speaking, Fang Guocheng looked at the person who spoke again: "Where is my little apprentice?" ”

The person who spoke was stunned: "She...... Isn't she your apprentice! ”

Fang Guocheng glanced at Su Zihui again: "She is not my apprentice, I don't know her at all." ”

After speaking, Fang Guocheng took out the phone, and he walked towards the door while making a call.

"Xiao Ni! Why don't you answer the phone all the time? ”

"Grandpa, I'm too noisy here to hear at all."

"Xiaoni, your company doesn't do business, and you have opened an exhibition hall instead?"

"Grandpa, how do you know?"

"I'm on the first floor of your company! But there are so many people in this place, it's even more lively than the temple fair, and I didn't even find the elevator, hehe. ”

"Where are you? I'm going to look for you. ”

"I'm about to get to the door, but we'll see you at the café downstairs! There are so many people in this person, I'm going to be deprived of oxygen. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll be right there."

Everyone looked excitedly in the direction Fang Guocheng left, until Fang Guocheng's figure completely disappeared into the crowd.

[August 21st 2nd Update]