It's better to give her those more than a billion yuan, Lu Man can paint hundreds of them!

The kind that is mass-produced.

(ꐦÒ‸Ó) You're a sixth

The entire second floor has paintings on the walls, the kind that covers the entire wall, and I want to hang from the floor to the ceiling, but there is one wall that is an exception.

There are two paintings hanging on the entire wall.

Before, there were dozens of paintings hanging on the whole wall, but now these two look a bit inconsistent, although this wall is relatively small, but only two paintings are hung, which is indeed a bit like the blue style.

This interval is very standardized, exactly the same as the regulations of international art exhibitions.

Lu Wei joked: "You can't afford to buy paintings, so you picked two paintings to fill the venue." ”

The person in charge of the exhibition didn't speak, just stared at Lu Wei with a smile, and the words in his eyes were clear: What kind of international joke are you making?

However, because Lu Man was present, the person in charge still helped Lu Wei solve his doubts very face-savingly: "Because the level of these two paintings is transcendent, they need to be placed specially." ”

In fact, he made it up, he didn't have any aesthetic level, and he couldn't see the quality of the paintings, these two paintings were named by Boss Li to be arranged in the C position, but he couldn't say that, he could only make up a reason, but he made up it was also reasonable, he did think these two paintings were good.

In particular, the picture of the tiger in one of them is so similar and lifelike, every time I see that painting, I feel that there are two tiger eyes staring at him, which is creepy.

If you can draw to this extent, the level is definitely not low.

Lu Wei nodded as if he didn't understand, and then commented: "These two paintings are really good, but they are a little rough, and there are only two eyes in this tiger picture, and there are no other details." ”

Indeed, the owner of this tiger head picture should be a very impatient character, only carefully tracing two tiger eyes, and the others are very blurry.

Or a sketch drawn with a pencil.

"Ji Ye, what do you think of this painting?" Lu Wei asked.

The two people in front were just about to walk out of this wall, but they were pulled back by Lu Wei's words, and Lu Man glanced at him expressionlessly, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes.

However, Lu Wei thought big, and he didn't notice it at all, and he still pestered Ji Xiuyuan to ask questions about painting.

Ji Xiuyuan didn't answer, but skillfully changed the topic to Lu Man: "I don't know what Miss Lu thinks of these two paintings?" ”

Lu Man's face did not change color, his face was not red, and he praised without a heartbeat: "I think this painting is good, very good, especially this tiger head painting, no more eyes, no less, just two, really good, what do you think?" ”

Ji Xiuyuan smiled: "I think it's not bad, the author of these two paintings must be a master, who understands the mystery of blank space, and knows how to simplify the complex, and brushes over the most difficult tiger head lines." ”

The confrontation between the two interjected Lu Wei at an inopportune time, and he said with a big grin: "Ji Ye, don't you mean that this painter has the ability to pull his hips?" ”

Ji Xiuyuan immediately retorted, the speed was ridiculously fast: "Don't talk nonsense, being able to draw these two tiger eyes is enough to prove the strength of the other party's brushwork, and passing by can only show that this painter.... Know how to allocate time. ”

After Ji Xiuyuan finished speaking, he also glanced at Lu Man next to him with a strong desire to survive.

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Lu Wei didn't understand the little Jiujiu in Ji Ye's heart, and unceremoniously dismantled the stage: "Ao, I understand, that is, this painter is very lazy, and he said it so tactfully, Ji Ye, when did you become such a girly character?" ”

"Shut up!!" Ji Xiuyuan gritted his teeth and said viciously.

When he turned his head to look at Lu Man, he changed into a gentle gentleman again, as if the person who was still gritting his teeth just now was not him, and his face changed so fast that he could directly go on stage to perform Sichuan Opera and change his face.

"Mr. Ji, let's take a look at the other paintings." The road is faint and authentic.

After Ji Xiuyuan nodded, Lu Man quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't want to face these two paintings, so when she went back, she asked Li Ping to unload these two paintings, or give her the copyright fee!

When her own painting came here, she just knew!

The first one is the tiger head of the road comics, which is a sunspot drawn, and as soon as she finishes drawing her eyes, she is impatient, so her head is scribbled, almost brushed aside.

Another landscape splash ink painting was painted by her a long time ago, and Lu Man vaguely remembers that the whole process took less than three minutes.

Later, these two paintings were left by Li Pingshun, and it turned out that they were here.

This kind of existence similar to black history makes Lu Man faintly feel a little dead, and Lu Man's sixth sense tells her that the other party seems to know that the two paintings are his own works.....

The two continued to walk forward, the atmosphere was quiet, very soft and comfortable, but there was a Lu Wei who didn't know the current affairs, and he disturbed three times and twice, and finally when Lu Wei shouted "Ji Ye Ji Ye" for the third time.

Ji Xiuyuan was furious, glanced back at him impatiently, and said coldly: "What are you doing with your own eyes?" Can't look? Don't ask me if you don't know how to look at it, I don't have many artistic cells. ”

Lu Wei nodded dumbly, and then a huge black question mark slowly rose on his head, and at the same time, his facial expression gradually changed to a black question mark face.

However, the thing he was puzzled about was "Ji Ye said that he didn't have many artistic cells".

Paintings scribbled by teenagers can be sold anonymously for millions of dollars, and the Art Association of Country C even invited Ji Ye to join their senior members at a high price, and he is proficient in piano, violin, cello and saxophone, if this is called no artistic cell.

Those people who don't even have a few artistic bacteria, such as him, are going to run out of life?

He was about to speak, but Ji Xiuyuan noticed the tendency, and glared at him fiercely in his spare time talking to Lu Man.

Lu Wei realized that he seemed to be a little bright, so he sensibly chose to talk to the person in charge on the side.

After enjoying the exhibition, the two had a meal on the second floor.

Lu Man didn't eat very well, to be honest, her appetite seemed to have been nourished by Ji Xiuyuan's vegetables in the past two days, even if she ate food in a five-star hotel now, it was not delicious.

"Miss Lu's painting skills are good." Ji Xiuyuan swallowed a mouthful of sweet and sour tenderloin, and said this without a beginning or an end.

Choked on the road that was drinking freshly squeezed juice.

"Ahem, cough, cough.... Ahem...."

Ji Xiuyuan stood up and helped Lu Manshun with his back, and said with relief: "Miss Lu doesn't have to be so humble, it's really good." ”

Lu Man took another sip of juice and pressed it, glanced at him lightly, and said, "I'm not humble, it's really good." ”

Lu Man feels that he is the best in the world and is very confident.