Surprisingly, it turns out that Liu Jia's father is in the painting and calligraphy business, and the business is not small, there is a special painting gallery in Qiunan City, which will hold art exhibitions from time to time, and today there is just a batch of new works, so I am ready to go with my friends.

"It doesn't matter what I do, but Megumi seems to like Cézanne very much, and I happen to have a painting of him this time." Liu Jia explained, "There are a few friends who will also go, but they are all good people. ”

Because of this invitation, Liang Yu now appeared in front of the Shengyuan Building in the downtown area.

It is a complex commercial building, where each floor belongs to a different owner, and there are many small and medium-sized companies in this form. Liu's father's gallery is on the 7th floor, and you can only see an entrance when you go up by elevator, with inductive electronic locks and monitors at the door, and the space of more than 600 square meters inside is arranged into a labyrinth-like corridor, and the walls are full of paintings.

To be honest, Liang Yu has never experienced such an occasion in his life, and the people who came to visit today, except for their students, are all adults who are over thirty years old and show wealth, and even young ones are rare.

"Wow, the works in this exhibition even have Luo Lan's paintings, ah, his unique use of color is really beautiful." The one who spoke was Liu Jia and Qianhui's classmates, a girl named Tian Yue, who is said to be the current head of the art department of Cangnan Women's High School, and many paintings have been purchased and collected by industry insiders, and the cabinets at home can no longer be placed for awards and certificates.

Liang Yu reads a nameplate label under the frame.

Claude Loren (1600~1682), a French painter, died in Rome, Italy. He had a great talent for painting and achieved great success, and it was only from his beginnings that France had a real sense of landscape painting. His main works include "The Voyage of the Ursu ** Ship", "The Robbery of Europa", "Noon", "The Judgment of Paris", "Scenery with Dance" and so on. ”

Behind these texts, there is a special label indicating that the item is not for sale.

"This painting was borrowed by my father from a friend," seeing Liang Yu's puzzled expression, Liu Jia explained, "If you want to hold an art exhibition, you can't hold a scene without some decent masterpieces, and you can't attract guests with status, so occasionally when the quantity is insufficient or the quality is not enough, you will find friends in the circle to borrow paintings to exhibit like this, and those who are collectors actually hope that their collection of paintings can be seen by more people, not to mention that there is a lot of honorarium every time." ”

"I see, so can other paintings be traded?"

"Paintings that are not labeled as not for sale can be negotiated with the owner of the gallery, Ah Yue's paintings are very popular in this gallery, every time they are exhibited, there will be buyers who will immediately appear to buy them, and now they have made more than one million just selling paintings, right?"

Million?

Liang Yu was shocked, thinking that painting is really profitable. However, Tian Yue himself is very modest: "I can't do it at all." ”

"Again, what's there to be humble, doesn't it mean that the more arrogant an artist is, the higher his achievement?" Another voice interjected, and Liang Yu immediately felt that he was being hugged from behind. This person is Senior Sister Liao Yuqing, she herself has no interest in the art exhibition, but after seeing Liang Yu, she shouted "It's so cute, who is this, I really want to take it home" and came over with such dangerous statements.

"That, Senior Sister Liao Yuqing." Liang Yu said embarrassedly.

"What's the matter, does Xiaoyu want to eat candy, it's delicious."

"Hey, please don't kidnap the school girl in a tone that clearly has impure motives, and you are not allowed to bring food in the gallery."

"Cut." Liao Yuqing smacked her lips dissatisfied, but still let go of Liang Yu.

"By the way, where did Chie's people go, and if you don't pay attention for a while, you ......"

"It's okay, she's probably looking for Cézanne's paintings, let's just hang out, we're here anyway." Senior Sister Liu Jia said casually.

Although Liu Jia said that he has no special preference for painting, he still has a considerable degree of painting knowledge since he was a child, and now he is acting as a tour guide for Liang Yu and others, but probably the only person who needs to listen is Liang Yu, Tian Yue's own paintings can be sold for a large price, so he is naturally an insider, and Liao Yuqing, another layman, does not plan to listen to these boring things at all.

It's just that for Liang Yu, who has just started and has studied sketching for two months in the summer vacation class, these knowledge are too high-end, and she only feels that it is either "Ah, this painting is so good", "or this painting is so strange", but when she heard Liu Jia and Tian Yue's on-site valuation, it was the kind that scared people to death.

Liu Jia laughed at this, and did not hide it: "Of course it has to be this price, otherwise the annual rent of such a venue in the city center is several million." ”

Liang Yu is an eye-opener today, she used to think she was a high-paid class when she was a doctor, but it turned out that her annual salary could only pay a fraction of other people's rent.

Just when Liang Yu was shocked and didn't dare to speak nonsense, she suddenly noticed that in the corner of this gallery, there was a silver-haired girl squatting, her eyelashes were very long, her lips were pink and tender, wearing a beautiful sunhat and a white dress, like a doll. The girl leaned her back against the wall, holding a drawing book and intently drawing something.

It must be the daughter of a visitor to the exhibition, Liang Yu thought.

Liang Yu was a little curious about what the little girl was drawing, and when she thought about it, she had already walked towards the girl, and then leaned down beside her.

The observed results are shocking, this girl is actually drawing a manga, and she is drawing very well!

Liang Yu has not read many comics, so it is not clear what is good about it, but as far as Liang Yu knows, this painter has surpassed Chen Nan and Luo Shaocong, who are very powerful in her mind.

"Now, little sister, what story are you drawing?" Liang Yu opened his mouth and spoke.

But the other party seemed to have heard it at all, and still focused on drawing the story in her hand with the pencil in her hand, and her head didn't even turn a centimeter towards Liang Yu.

Liang Yu waited again, watched her draw for a while, and then Liu Jia called her over there: "Xiaoyu, you have to go." ”

"Oh." Liang Yu stood up from the squatting posture and caught up with Liu Jia's visiting team: "That little girl is incredible, the painting is so good, do you know her, senior sister?" ”

"Yes." Liu Jia replied, "She is from our school, although she is in junior high school." ”

"Where's the silver elf." Tian Yue continued.

"Huh?"

Her name is Bai Ya, and she is a second-year student in junior high school, but she hardly goes to school throughout the year, and the school only spends a lot of money to buy her a fame. Because of her shining silver hair, she is called a silver goblin, and she is a genius girl in the true sense, and one of her paintings can sell for at least 10 million! Liu Jia stretched out a finger and said amazing information, "But if God gives someone too much talent, it is bound to take away something, that girl's world only has painting, and she won't care about you what you say to her." ”

"It's a shame." Liao Yuqing looked at the silver-haired beautiful girl and said with a regretful face, but her regret was obviously different from Liang Yu.

"She also has a painting on the exhibition today, but it has already been sold, I remember my father was quite happy at the time, it must have been sold for a good price, do you want to see it?"

"Hmm." Liang Yu replied.