Chapter 19: Nothing Wrong (Explosion 2)
"Baoju, will you have a chance to mention it to the teacher?" Shao Lin also knew that Xiao Baoju's heart was unhappy, but she couldn't add fuel to his fire, which might hurt Xiao Baoju.
"Linlin, who told us that we are not famous now? In fact, I am still very grateful to the teacher in my heart, if it were not for him, I would not be now. "Xiao Baoju is not a three-year-old child, he knows when to do something. He was just shocked by the 50,000 yuan, and there will inevitably be some fluctuations in his heart.
"Baoju, how have you been practicing the Eight Immortals Birthday Chart in the past few days?" Shao Lin watched Xiao Baoju calm down, so he didn't mention this matter anymore, so as not to irritate him anymore. Hurry up and divert the topic!
"Don't mention it, it's not much progress! Figure painting is too much of a test of lines, but it shouldn't be difficult, after all, I have some Western painting foundation in it, more contact! That, Linlin is waiting for me to be busy for the past few days, will you come back to my hometown with me to have a look? Shao Lin is mature and stable, not only can take care of Xiao Baoju in life, but can still help Xiao Baoju in doing things, in fact, Xiao Baoju has already had the idea of marrying Shao Lin.
"Your hometown? All right! I'd love to go back with you! Shao Lin agreed with a smile.
"Linlin? I... I want to marry you....." Xiao Baoju lowered his head and whispered.
"Knot... Tie the knot? Shao Lin's tears slid down, I have to say that this man who is 5 years younger than her touched her, but Shao Lin doesn't seem to be ready to remarry. Of course, if Shao Lin wants to get married, Xiao Baoju is indeed the object she can consider.
"Yes, Linlin, I want to marry you!" Xiao Baoju looked at Shao Lin with a serious face and said. Although the two have not been in love for a long time, during these days, Xiao Baoju and Shao Lin get along day and night, it can be said that in Xiao Baoju's heart, Shao Lin has long been his wife.
"Thank you, Baoju! Let me think, is that okay? Shao Lin was moved into Xiao Baoju's arms.
10 pieces of "Fortune at the Head", Xiao Baoju completed the work with quality and quantity every day, and then Xiao Baoju came to the office of the teacher Wang Linkai with a large stack of paintings. "Teacher, I have finished painting the 10 pieces of "Fortune Head" ordered by Boss Xu, please take a look!"
"Okay, I'll see!" Wang Linkai walked to the painting case wearing reading glasses and unfolded Xiao Baoju's 10 paintings one by one, "This work has an ingenious composition, refined color and ink, and an elegant temperament without losing its richness." The works have a wide source and a long history, implying potential, abundant financial resources, and a continuous stream, full of red mountains and good fortune, indicating an infinite and broad future and potential. The composition of the picture is far from the virtual and close to the real, the brushwork is ingenious and sophisticated, the brushwork is frustrated, and the ink highlights the wonder of the painting and the refinement of the technique. The whole painting is smart, the artistic conception is deep, quiet and beautiful, and it is a masterpiece worthy of collection. Well... Boko, good! Not bad! It's ready to be delivered! Wang Linkai picked up the paintbrush and wrote on the rice paper one by one.
“???” Xiao Baoju was a little confused, is the old man commenting on himself? Or do you comment on yourself? Why does it sound like his picture is good? Xiao Baoju was a little confused, but after watching the old man pay the money, Xiao Baoju didn't say anything more, and the teacher paid to prove that his work was done.
"Baoju, you go to the finance to get the money! I'll write you a note! "Wang Linkai can't find any fault with Xiao Baoju's painting skills. The finances of Wang Linkai Art Center are managed by his daughter-in-law, but every penny of expenditure needs to be written by the old man, and the money can only be received after the financial record.
Xiao Baoju respectfully took the note with both hands, "Teacher, I want to rest for two days and go back... Go back to your hometown! Xiao Baoju plucked up the courage to say to Wang Linkai.
"Okay, let's go back and have a look. Baoju, when you come back, in addition to the painting "Fortune at the Head", I think you can copy the painting "Steady as Mount Tai"! Wang Linkai took out an unopened box of Huazi from the drawer, threw it to Xiao Baoju and said. Xiao Baoju, an apprentice, Wang Linkai sees it in his eyes, first of all, he is diligent. Moreover, youth is the period of high production, and a little training will definitely be a good hand to make money for yourself.
10 pieces of "Fortune at the Head", at present, Wang Linkai himself painted, and he can't finish painting one in a day, and Zhao Zelin will only paint one a day at most, but he didn't expect Xiao Baoju to be able to paint two paintings a day, this kind of hard work is enough to show Xiao Baoju's young capital. You must know that painting is also a physical work, a youth meal.
"Thank you, teacher. I'll make sure to copy it. Xiao Baoju didn't expect that there would be an unexpected joy.
Walking out of Wang Linkai's studio, Xiao Baoju excitedly waved his fist at the air. There is a concept of a daughter-in-law who has been a wife for many years, "Sister-in-law, the teacher asked me to receive my salary!" Walking into the financial room, Xiao Baoju came to Wang Tao's wife Wei Fang, and respectfully handed the note written by the old man to Wei Fang.
"Baoju? Is this your first time coming to me? Isn't it usually Zhao Gang who came to get it for you? Wei Fang greeted Xiao Baoju with a smile. For any of his father-in-law's apprentices, Wei Fang greeted him with a smile, to put it bluntly, these people are his family's money-making tools. Who has a grudge against money?
"Brother Zhao and Brother Tao aren't on a business trip? This was ordered by Xu Yan to the master, so the teacher said let me pick it up myself! Xiao Baoju answered Wei Fang's question honestly.
"Baoju, if you make money, you have to treat you!" Wei Fang opened the safe with a smile and took out a wad of banknotes, counted 100 in front of Xiao Baoju in the money counter and handed them to Xiao Baoju.
"Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law, isn't it getting... Got it wrong? Xiao Baoju looked at the thick pile of money and said a little confused.
"Am you not mistaken? Haven't you always been at this price? How? Too little? Wei Fang looked at Xiao Baoju with a puzzled expression and said.
"Ahem.... Thank you, sister-in-law! Xiao Baoju seemed to understand something, and Wei Fang also guessed something through Xiao Baoju's expression.
"Baoju, in fact, many times, Dad can't help him. I hope you can understand him, right? Wei Fang looked at Xiao Baoju pointedly and said.
"I see, thank you sister-in-law!" Xiao Baoju left the finance room after speaking.
Wei Fang looked at the back of Xiao Baoju who walked outside the courtyard, holding his hands in front of his chest. "A cancer is a cancer, and a dog can't change it to eat!" Wei Fang said viciously, why is there so few people in the father-in-law's art center now? This is not the sole responsibility of the father-in-law! There are still some moths that need to be cleaned up!