083 Old Artist

"I knew my uncle was the best."

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Song Yue's road was not smooth, not only was it not smooth, but he also touched a nose of ash, Zheng Qiu directly asked him to find Lu Zhiyuan, if Song Yue dared to threaten her, she would let Lu Zhiyuan threaten Song Yue in the name of the little apprentice.

Song Yue endured and endured, and went to find Lu Zhiyuan overnight for the sake of his niece, but he didn't go in.

Song Yue almost laughed angrily, the young master of the Lu family really thought that he could successfully inherit the property of the Lu and Feng families!

Song Yue was no longer happy in his heart, and he had to attend Zheng Qiu's last apprenticeship banquet the next day, and he was in the same circle, and he still had to give face.

In addition to the gathering of heavyweights from the major art circles, there are also people from the business circles who come to support the banquet, and each of them has a pivotal position in the professional field.

Staggered and narrated.

Gu Ci was dressed in a blue wrap-around dress, with a set of aqua blue glass accessories around his neck, beautiful and smart, and he came down the stairs gracefully.

Song Yue was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling familiar......

But it quickly disappeared, and I couldn't find anything familiar.

Zheng Qiu enthusiastically pulled the little apprentice, she is nearly seventy years old, and there are thirteen apprentices who have been passed down by herself, and the ancient words are the fourteenth. Zheng Qiu was really happy, she didn't expect that the newly recruited little apprentice would really come over to practice the basic skills according to her schedule.

Although her basic skills are loose, the little girl is good and diligent, her every move is very beautiful, she is old, not so one-size-fits-all, she is comfortable to look pretty, although art is not limited to whether she is beautiful or not, but what does it matter, watching the little girl who is soft and tender dance so pleasing to the eye, how she looks and how she likes: "Come, meet your uncles and aunts." "Because of the elevation of seniority, some respected grandfathers and old artists have now become uncles.

"What do you mean, Mr. Zheng, it seems to be very attentive?" even personally took the little apprentice to greet him.

"I heard that she is...... Hey, don't mention it, I can't dance at all, and Mr. Zheng is also unlucky. ”

"The current children are too utilitarian, they dare to worship any master, and they don't want to think about it, in case there is no support from the Lu family in the future, it is not like a joke."

Some respected old masters have mixed feelings in their hearts, and capital intervenes, sometimes they have no choice, just looking at Lao Zheng's posture today, I don't know for a while whether she really likes this apprentice, or because she succumbs to the person behind the other party?

Professor Yang came out with a wine glass: "What? Who do you say badly? ”

"Nobody." A few of them old guys don't break their mouths like young people.

"Yes, you just looked at Lao Zheng's eyes very complicated, do you think that Lao Zheng accepted the wrong apprentice? This apprentice of hers came from the wrong way. ”

Obvious things: "You go and talk about it, let's discuss calligraphy and painting." ”

"I'm even more here, just that little girl, called Gu Cici, not only good-looking, smart and clever, very spiritual in learning things, the old sister can pick up treasures."

Several people immediately looked at him and said nonsense.

"Don't believe me? First of all, she is now my student, and whoever robs me will not do it. ”

"It's the same as the truth."

"For the sake of whose face it was received, do you think the people here don't know?" And it's just a girlfriend on the surface, can you talk about it for a long time?

Professor Yang quit: "I'm not happy that you talk like this!" ”

Who cares if you're happy or not.

"You can criticize her boyfriend for being exaggerated, if you have to get her a dancing master, she is not doing her job, but you must not say that my apprentice is not worthy of Lao Sister Zheng, when I came in, I saw the painting at the door, that little girl painted it, how about you say that the ink painting that is about to come?"

"She painted the painting at the door?" Song Moshan didn't speak.

Professor Yang knew that he understood, and immediately leaned over: "That brushstroke, that realm, that natural ghostly workmanship, the explosive force of the depressing sky that will crack, is it depressing and shocking, don't look at this little girl's weak writings, but the things painted are particularly powerful, Zheng Qiu's girl accepted her, it was she who stained it, looking at her attitude, she knew that she had dug up the treasure, put it on me, I pasted it upside down, eh, don't rob me, although we haven't formally apprenticed, but I am his teacher, a teacher for one day and a father for life, understand." ”

"The painting at the doorway was done by her alone? Without your guidance in it. ”

"I'm a fart, I have that little ink painting skills, I've buried it a long time ago, don't you think it's very talented." Professor Yang is honored with honor.

Song Moshan understated: "There is still a little bit of heat." ”

"You are just hard-mouthed, in the Department of Fine Arts of Imperial University of Technology, who doesn't want to rob me, how many opponents I squeezed out, before I became the teacher of this freshman, plus my perseverance every day self-recommendation, she will be my apprentice sooner or later."

Song Moshan didn't speak.

"Don't believe it, do you? The landscape painting at the door, which she has only come into contact with since the beginning of school, is her most powerful still life realism, and I will show you her homework. ”

"Three months?"

Professor Yang took out his mobile phone: "Look, the level of still life is inexplicably different from others, look at this, this!" Come here, y'all! ”

Song Moshan looked at him condescendingly, there was no way, the surname Yang was low: "She hasn't agreed yet." ”

What to promise: "Nothing to say." ”

Yes is OK: "Painting and dancing are two different things. ”

"How do you know that other little girls can't do well, I haven't heard a word, art is the same, besides, you take care of calligraphy in addition to painting, I also have a side job of fishing, why can't I dance, I'm just waiting to see my little apprentice, ten or twenty years later, the day when I will be able to integrate in the art world.

Several people were suddenly discouraged by what he said: "The painting at the door was really painted by the little girl?" ”

"Interesting, how many times have you asked?" Of course, they don't like the right and wrong of capital mixed in, but if they say that they are tolerant enough for talented juniors.

"And that Lu Zhiyuan, what's wrong with the second generation of rich people, as for the yin and yang weirdness that makes you speak, you can look down on people who are born with your bare hands. Just that kid, in order to chase my apprentice, watched all my works, and copied them in my class, this is for the little girl's mind, do you understand? ”

“……”

"The feelings of youth and frivolity are the most sincere, people are serious love relationships, you old guys don't understand, don't think about being so dirty."

"What we said, it's always been you."

"Okay, old Yang Tou drinks and drinks."

"I don't drink, Lao Song, you are very good at ink, you tell them, how my apprentice paints."

Song Moshan and Zheng Qiu are still on fire, but they have to say: "The artistic conception has been revealed." Ink painting is not about form, and there are not many people who can interpret it to this extent.

Song Yue saw that his father was here, and he also came over.