Chapter 381: Popular Fried Chicken

The day before the gallery opened, Shang Wu waited hard in the office, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard the office door knocked a few times, and the other party politely pushed the door open after hearing Shang Wu say please come in.

The skin is very good, the standard cream skin, the appearance is good, the nose is straight, the dress is very fashionable, the standard trend student, Shang Wu doesn't like to watch TV, occasionally listen to songs, so I don't know any celebrities or the like, she got up and stretched out her hand to say hello, "Hello hello, my name is Shang Wu, your surname?" ”

The boy stretched out his hand, and was a little surprised to hear Shang Wu ask his surname, he first muttered and asked, "Don't you know me?" I'm Cheng Yifan. ”

Shang Wu smiled and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't usually pay much attention to celebrities, Cheng Yifan, right?" I invite you to come here today mainly to talk to you about tomorrow's opening ceremony. ”

She pointed to the chair next to the desk and motioned for Cheng Yifan to sit, Cheng Yifan looked at the style of the office and praised: "I didn't expect the layout here to be pretty good." ”

He glanced at the paintings on the white walls a few times, but they were quite unusual.

Shang Wu saw that he still liked it, so he introduced: "The painting you just saw is the creation of Master Jin Shiyun in recent years, using the night sky as the creation point, is it okay?" ”

Cheng Yifan nodded and sat down, "It's okay." ”

Shang Wu saw that his eyes stayed on another painting, she smiled and said, "The one on the left is painted by a female painter, she just graduated from the Repin Academy of Fine Arts this year, this is the landscape she painted after graduation, she is a person who rarely paints landscapes, this painting is a little jerky, but what is commendable is that it still has vitality." ”

The first time he praised himself like this, Shang Wu felt embarrassed.

Cheng Yifan was obviously a little interested in this landscape painting, so he casually asked, "What is the name of this female painter?" ”

Shang Wu raised his eyebrows, "Shang Wu." ”

Cheng Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then reacted and said, "Shang Wu? Isn't that your name? ”

Shang Wu raised her brows and looked very confident, she nodded, "Well, this painting was painted when I graduated from Repin Academy, I saw that you took a second look, so I introduced it to you." ”

Cheng Yifan originally thought that the opening of this gallery was just some businessmen who wanted to change their tricks to make money, but he really didn't expect this to be the case, and he felt a little different when he watched Shang Wu now.

From a businessman to a painter.

After the small talk, Shang Wu took out the main activities of the opening ceremony on the desk and what the other party had to do, which was almost to sing a few songs and say a few words.

At this time, Cheng Yifan suddenly proposed: "Doesn't the character written above say that I am a person who loves to draw since I was a child, why don't you let me paint a picture on the spot?" ”

Shang Wu looked at Cheng Yifan in astonishment and said, "Do you know how to paint?" Isn't the character on this written because of the need for news? ”

Cheng Yifan nodded, "Just as I didn't expect this pastoral landscape painting to be painted by you, you didn't expect me to actually paint, right?" ”

Cheng Yifan really doesn't look like a person who can draw, it's too good to be born with a pair of skins, no matter how you look at it, I don't want to be a person who can hold a pen.

But soon, Shang Wu's idea was broken by Cheng Yifan, no matter how good the skin is, he will have a hobby of self-sufficiency, and Cheng Yifan's hobby happens to be sketching.

Shang Wu's desk is like pen and paper, and when she is usually bored or feels stressed, she will draw a random picture on the sketch paper, which is very stress-relieving.

Cheng Yifan drew all over the sketch paper in three or two clicks, "Okay." ”

Shang Wu looked at his watch in surprise and said, "How long has it been since you finished drawing?" Haven't you been in five minutes? ”

The corners of Cheng Yifan's mouth were dyed with a smug smile, "I like sketching, in my eyes, sketching is not just sketching, but also sketching." ”

Shang Wu was amused by his cold humor, and was curious to see what she was drawing, if she didn't look at it, she didn't know, she couldn't see it, wasn't it herself?

However, in Cheng Yifan's pen, her cheeks have become smaller, and her face has become younger, how to say it, she is like her at the age of twenty-five.

"You can't do this, if you put it in a professional class, if you get a perfect score of 100 points, the teacher can barely give you a pass."

Although he said so, Shang Wu still had some joy.

Cheng Yifan pushed the drawing paper in front of Shang Wu and said, "Well, barely passing is at least passing, I not only passed, but also made the person on the painting happy." ”

Shang Wu changed from snickering to laughing, she looked at Cheng Yifan and said seriously, "Mr. Cheng, I think there is a reason why you can become a popular fried chicken, not just because of your looks. ”

"Do you want to say that I have a good character? No, no, no, my character is not good, some activities, I want to release pigeons temporarily. ”

Shang Wu raised his eyes, "What?" Are you kid trying to scare me? Ha ha! ”

She looked at Cheng Yifan, who was talking nonsense, "If you want to release a working pigeon, your career will definitely not be so good." ”

Cheng Yifan smiled, "When you reason, I found that I was very much like a person." ”

Because Cheng Yifan is a person in the circle, Shang Wu looked at Cheng Yifan with some expectation at this time, thinking that she wanted to say something about which female star in the circle.

So Shang Wu looked at Cheng Yifan with expectant eyes and asked, "Who?" ”

"My mom!"

Shang Wu gave Cheng Yifan a roll of his eyes, "I just praised you in vain, but I really like your sketch." ”

She paused, sorted out the idea of what she was going to say, and continued, "Well, I'll take this sketch, and in order to show that I like it, I'll have to take it home and make a frame, color it myself, and hang it on the wall, haha." ”

After talking about his plans for this painting, Shang Wu went on to say about the arrangement of work, "Then I will tell my assistant that I will add one more sketch to tomorrow's event, and I may choose one of your fans on the spot, and finally, I hope you can have a good rest today and strive to be in good spirits tomorrow." ”

This opening ceremony is actually still a bit important for the gallery, after all, the gallery is open to operate, to have business, a newly opened gallery, still needs some gimmicks to attract attention.

Cheng Yifan nodded, her milky white cheeks made Shang Wu really envious, but envy was useless, she had already passed the thirty mark.

Ay.

If envy is useless, you can only infinitely reverie about the sketch in your hand.

After Cheng Yifan left, Shang Wu explained the communication situation to the assistant, and then explained the arrangements for tomorrow's ceremony, and then asked Uncle Xie to pick her up.

In the car, Uncle Xie asked curiously, "Is Xie Xile okay working over there recently?" ”

Shang Wu thought for a moment in his mind, "Hey, I don't seem to have seen Xie Xile come over here recently, but Gu Lang didn't tell me that there was something wrong with the assistant?" ”

She really hasn't seen Xie Xile in the past two days, but usually her assistant doesn't come to work, Gu Lang will talk to Shang Wu on his side, but Gu Lang doesn't seem to have any news on his side.

Uncle Xie's heart tightened, "This girl won't be such a good place and don't want to come to work, right?" ”

Shang Wu hurriedly shook her head, "No, Shang Wu told me that she still prefers part-time work in the gallery, it's very easy, so let's do it, I'll send her a message at night and ask her why she's not coming to the company lately, and then tomorrow's opening ceremony should be very busy, let her come over to help." ”

Hearing Shang Wu say this, Uncle Xie's heart finally let go of a little.

I was also more attentive to driving, and the speed of the car was also faster, because Shang Wu got off work very early, so he didn't encounter traffic jams or anything like that, and he went directly to the villa in the middle of the mountain in more than 20 minutes.

Coincidentally, Lu Yiyou got off work quite early today, and sat in the living room early to read the financial newspaper.

Although Shang Wu hasn't understood where the financial newspaper is good for so many years, she has long accepted the other party's love for this newspaper. Just like Shang Wu, he also accepted that Lu Yiyou was not interested in painting at all no matter what.

Because Shang Wu was very careful to hold a sketch in his hand, Lu Yiyou paid attention to her first, he tilted his head sideways and asked, "Shang Wu, what are you holding in your hand!?" ”

Shang Wu pulled the sketch in his hand away as if showing off his baby, "Dangdangdang!" ”

Lu Yiyou frowned when he saw the signature in the lower right corner, and said in a displeased tone, "What is it?" ”

Shang Wu blinked his eyes and said neatly and honestly, "This is the me painted by the popular fried chicken today?" ”

Lu Yiyou's displeased tone aggravated a little, "Cheng Yifan is written below, the popular fried chicken I invited myself, can I not know that it is him?" I'm asking you, why do you draw these? ”

The person Jack invited was so unreliable?

is just a star, why does he still draw his wife when he talks about things?

Lu Yiyou, who has always been extremely stingy in this regard, felt sour.

Shang Wu had already seen through Mr. Lu's unhappiness, and she said, "Mr. Lu, this is what people painted to prove that they can draw." ”

"Do you like his paintings so much? Bring it home? ”

In fact, Lu Yiyou was not angry that someone had painted his wife, but that her wife actually brought back such a sketch and showed a special fondness for it.

What even made him even more angry was that his wife said, "yes, I like it, I brought it back to give this painting a color, then frame it, and finally hang it at home!" ”