She twisted the expression on her face as she made a strange gesture to transfuse blood.

The first thing I did when I got over it was to look at the painting.

The painting was still spread out on the table, it had dried, and a faint layer of Buddha light cloth was on the surface of the painting.

After rolling up the Luohan diagram and putting it away, Mu Yunjun went to wash his face and brush his teeth.

After washing my face, I looked for food in the kitchen.

Because of the time she got up, everyone had eaten.

Mother Mu usually leaves vegetables in the pot on the stove, because there is still carbon at the bottom of the pot that has not been completely extinguished, so it can be used as a heat preservation.

After opening the lid of the pot, I saw that there was still a small plate of specially divided dishes in it, and it was still hot when I took it out.

There was no one in the kitchen, and Mu Yunjun was eating by himself while swiping his mobile phone.

While eating, her father suddenly rubbed over: "Oh, wake up? ”

Mu Yunjun turned his head to look at him: "Hmm." ”

After pouring a glass of boiling water, Daddy Mu sat down on the chair opposite her. Ask her, "If I ask you to help me draw a Buddha statue, how much will you charge?" ”

Mu Yunjun's head raised again when he just lowered it, and looked at him unexpectedly: "You want me to help you draw one?" Why? ”

Daddy Mu said: "Your painting ...... It gives people a very strange feeling, and after watching it for a long time, it will inexplicably feel very calm and relaxed. I felt this way after I saw that finished painting of yours last night. No wonder you said that those were all bad products before, but it turned out to be like that. ”

When he slipped in last night to see if their quilts were covered, he saw the one on the table, and was fascinated at first sight.

The painting is still the same as before, but the feeling is completely different from before. Looking at that picture, he had a feeling that his usual depressed mood had suddenly disappeared.

It's like a relaxation in the mind, and suddenly I feel that nothing is so difficult.

He sat at the table and looked at it for half an hour, but he didn't notice it. It was still Mu's mother who felt that he had been in her daughter's room for too long, and it was a little strange that she came in and looked at him, which made him come back to his senses.

No wonder his daughter said that this painting is worth more than 12,000, and it doesn't seem to be expensive.

Mu Yunjun said: "Yes, do you want to draw Arhat?" Or you can paint other Buddha statues. I don't want your money, but you have to promise me one thing. ”

When Father Mu heard this, he asked her without thinking, "What's the matter?" ”

Mu Yunjun said: "Don't quarrel with my mother!" In the future, if you want to quarrel with her, go and see the picture I gave you, and then talk to her calmly. You have to think about it, you are so old, who will take care of you when your health is getting worse and worse in a few years. When I grow up, I will go to college or go out to work, and my little sister will also grow up and go to school in the city. That's my mom taking care of you! If you treat her badly, wait for your hands and feet to fall, and see how my mother treats you. You know how vindictive my mom is! ”

Daddy Wood: ".................."-_-|||

Mu Yunjun said: "I'm painting for you when I have time, and I'm going to help others paint first." Otherwise, there will be no money to lay a foundation for you after the New Year. ”

Daddy Mu said, "If you can buy two or three of these paintings, wouldn't it be enough?" You can draw it and sell it at the temple. ”

Mu Yunjun: "...... Not everyone wants Arhats, maybe they want other characters? Besides, I'm tired of drawing one, do you want me to paint a bunch of them and sell them? I'm going to be exhausted! I always negotiate with others before I can paint? ”

And if she is a ghost ancestor who goes to other people's temples to sell this, will she be driven out by the warrior monk with a broom? Even if the effect is good, it won't be able to save people's face! Think other monks don't want to lose face?

This old man can figure it out!

Daddy Mu's eyes rolled: "In this way, you will give it to me after you finish drawing." I'll find someone to drink and show them by the way! ”

He used to drink a lot of friends, and if he wanted to sell this kind of painting, of course, he had to find someone with social or political status to appreciate it. He didn't believe the old fellows who saw it for the first time, and didn't want to ask him!

Even he feels so much when he sees it, and he is afraid that others won't feel it? If they really don't feel it, there's not much to say.

In the past, when Daddy Mu was still in good health, it was normal to often come out and invite the leader to drink and eat. Later, when he was not in good health and had no energy to go out, occasionally some leaders with good relationships would come to see him and have a drink at home.

This Mu Yunjun has also seen a lot.

Mu Yunjun: "...... "Dad, your brain is really old and spicy!"

However, she herself did not feel as obvious as them, and couldn't help but ask, "Is it that magical?" ”

Although she could see the faint light of Buddha on the painting, it was in line with her own attributes. Anyway, she didn't have the feeling he said.

Daddy Mu gave her a strange look: "Didn't you see what you drew yourself?" ”

Mu Yunjun said: "Maybe the perspective of the person who paints and the person who appreciates the painting is different." ”

After talking about the paintings like this, a few days later, Mu Yunjun took the two paintings to the school to get the report card.

After Miao Jiedong saw the painting, he transferred 2,000 yuan to her on the spot.

Mu Yunjun looked at the money and confiscated it. He asked, "Why?" What does it mean to give five hundred more? ”

Miao Xie Dong smiled: "This is what my father gave me." He said that such a good painting, only one or two thousand is already a treasure that our family has found. So I want to give a little bit of it, otherwise he won't be able to do it. Boss, don't push it, my dad said you must let me give it to you. If you don't take me back, I'm going to be beaten! ”

Mu Yunjun: "......" rushed to give her money, and it was the first time she had encountered it.

After thinking about it, he agreed, "Okay then." ”

After Miao Jiedong looked left and right, he asked her curiously, "Teacher Wei, have you finished drawing?" ”

Mu Yunjun nodded: "Yes." ”

Miao Xie said: "Can you watch it?" ”

Mu Yunjun took out the Arhat diagram from the drawer and opened it for him to see. Xie Jiaqing next to him also came over, and when the eyes of the two met the portrait, they instantly felt distracted.

"Wow! Jun, you really painted! Wow, look good! Sure enough, it feels different from what I see on my phone! At this time, Xiao Jingjing, who was on the side of the road, immediately turned around when she saw them looking at the paintings.

As soon as she exclaimed, it attracted the attention of the others.

The surrounding classmates couldn't help but stretch their heads over curiously to take a look, and they were all amazed at what they saw.

"Mr. Mu, do you still have this skill? I can't see it! ”

"Why don't you go to the art competition?"

Zhong Xiaoying said loudly: "Yes, why don't you go to the competition?" You can also get a prize money for the contest, and then you can show off your drawing. And the competitions are all art exhibitions, maybe there are more people who come to see it, and some people want to buy it! ”

Mu Yunjun said: "I'm too lazy to participate, it's troublesome." ”

If you were to compete, it wouldn't be so easy. Even if she doesn't have to go to the competition, her paintings still have a little way.