Standing beside Old Man Jiang was a young man with high spirits and a proud face.

This person is wearing a neat tuxedo suit, with black hair and blue eyes and a high nose bridge, and he knows that he is a mixed-race child at a glance.

Take a closer look, this is not a rich second generation with European aristocratic blood... Robert, who else could it be?

Those people around Old Man Jiang are all figures with heads and faces in Jiangzhou, and only Robert is a junior.

And these big men looked at him and nodded their heads, obviously quite satisfied with this young man.

What is the reason why he, a junior, can be in the limelight in front of Old Man Jiang?

Seeing this scene, many people's eyes were cast intentionally or unintentionally.

Robert has outstanding appearance, especially with the facial features of foreigners, and he is also a well-known figure in the circle of the rich second generation of Jiangzhou.

However, the Luo family is just an ordinary force, many people present, many rich second generations, and the family is richer than Robert.

Not to mention, in front of the behemoth of the Jiang family, the Luo family is even more insufficient.

Then this is strange, what is the reason why Robert is so high-spirited and attracts the frequent attention of Old Man Jiang and bigwigs from all walks of life?

Even Ye Qiu couldn't help but be a little curious, not to mention Xia Yingxue and Xia Yuwei's two daughters.

"Xue'er, you seem to have said before that this old man of the Jiang family likes tea art and Chinese painting the most.

If I'm not mistaken, this Robert should have presented a good painting to make Old Man Jiang happy. ”

Ye Qiu's eyes were sharp, his eyesight was much better than that of ordinary people, and he could see from a distance that Old Man Jiang was in front of him a pair of danqing.

The painting is framed with a fine golden silk nanmu border, and it looks quite precious.

It's just that what makes Ye Qiu feel strange is that he always feels that this painting is a little familiar......

Xia Yingxue nodded and said slowly:

"I originally wanted to choose a better painting as a gift, but after choosing it for a long time, I didn't see something I was satisfied with, so I had to give up."

As she was talking, she found that Ye Qiu and Xia Yuwei had already come over at some point.

Seeing this, Xia Yingxue stomped her feet and hurriedly followed.

Although she felt that this was a bit rude, she was even more afraid that Ye Qiu or her sister would make some trouble, and it would be difficult to end it at that time.

This is the territory of the Jiang family, looking at the entire Jiangzhou, there are not many people who dare to spread wild here.

"The peony on this picture of a hundred flowers can be seen to be an imitation of the depiction technique in the "National Color and Heavenly Fragrance Map".

But among them, it opens in late autumn, and the artistic conception of withering alone jumps on the paper, although it is a copy, but it is also a school of its own, which is really rare! ”

Old man Jiang Jinfu's face showed a rare look of joy, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were stacked, and he squinted and smiled.

He looked at the painting in front of him, nodded frequently, his eyes were full of appreciation, and commented:

"The peony in this painting, although it comes from the "National Color and Heavenly Fragrance Map", is better in artistic conception, and there is a kind of blue out of blue and better than blue."

In particular, this lonely withering posture is in stark contrast to the Qiu Ju standing proudly in the picture.

The peony is the king of flowers, and even the king has withered, but only the autumn chrysanthemum is still proud, echoing the inscription of "I kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom......

The artistic conception, painting skills, and the author's will are perfectly expressed in it, which is very expressive, and it is a treasure that is unique in ten thousand! ”

Although Old Man Jiang's words were not loud, when his old man spoke, who dared to make a noise in the audience?

So in the hall, almost everyone could hear it.

Everyone was secretly surprised, where did this Robert get his paintings, so that the old man Jiang, who has always had a very high vision, was so full of praise!?

Could it be that some time ago, the painting of Master Zhang Daqian appeared at the auction?

But it's not right, Master Zhang Daqian is good at landscapes, figures and lotuses, but this painting is based on chrysanthemums.

Although there are a hundred flowers competing for beauty, there are no lotus flowers, which is obviously not from the handwriting of Master Zhang.

Many people looked at Robert with envy and jealousy.

Being able to show his face in front of the old man of the Jiang family and let the old man Jiang remember his name is a face that can't be bought by spending no amount of money.

Robert, this kid is very good at things, and his future is limitless!

It seems that I will have to get close to Luo Jiaduo in the future......

"It's a pity that the work is not signed, and looking at this ink, it doesn't look like an ancient work......

Just by looking at this paper, you can see that it is not the painting paper of ancient craftsmanship, but the painting paper made by modern factories......"

Mr. Jiang Jinfu is worthy of being a lover of Chinese painting, and as soon as he touches the paper and ink, he immediately knows a lot of information.

His eyes became more and more surprised, everyone in China, he basically knew.

And he basically has a collection of their works, which can be described as a treasure.

Among them, those who are good at painting chrysanthemums and flowers, not to mention, really don't have any.

It is evident that the painting was completed only recently.

His painting skills are profound and his artistic conception is high, compared with those masters who have been famous for a long time, it is not far behind.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked Robert: "Xiao Luo, I don't know which person this painting came from?" ”

He really couldn't figure out who made this painting.

At this time, Ye Qiu was pulled closer by Xia Yuwei, and he didn't care much at first.

After all, with Robert's financial resources, it is not difficult to spend a lot of money to buy a good painting to please Old Man Jiang.

Besides, there are many paintings that make me feel familiar, and it is not surprising that I will encounter one here.

But when he heard that Old Man Jiang was so full of praise for this painting, he also glanced at the painting curiously.

I don't know if I don't see it, this look startled him, and then the expression on his face became exciting.

I'm going to go!

This is not the time when I was in the café that day, wrote a review for Xia Yuwei, and took it to the head of grade's office;

Did you see the "Hundred Flowers Competing for Beauty" on that desk and made it up casually?

How did it get into the hands of Robert, a kid, and he took it and gave it to Old Man Jiang as a congratulatory gift?

Do you have my consent?

Ye Qiu pursed his lips, and took a closer look, it was really the painting that he had polished and finished.

Although it has been carefully framed, as the author of this painting, not to mention that it is just framed, it will turn into ashes, and Ye Qiu can recognize it.

"Wow, Ye Qiu, look at it, this painting is so well painted!

Look at the chrysanthemum flower, standing proudly in the flower cluster, the autumn wind is bleak, the flowers are withering, only the autumn chrysanthemum stands proudly, and there is a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Especially the wild grass inscription at the end...... After my flowers bloom, I kill a hundred flowers, showing my domineering.

Even people like me, who don't know anything about painting, can feel the meaning of what the author is trying to express! ”

Xia Yuwei was also shocked by this chrysanthemum flower picture, as if she was afraid that Ye Qiu would miss it, so she hurriedly pulled his arm and was amazed.

"Well, yes, not bad......"

Being praised in front of him for the things he painted, Ye Qiu, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he was a little blushing at this moment.

So he decided to have a showdown: "Ahem, that...... If I say, I painted this picture, do you believe it or not? ”

"I believe you're a ghost!"

The two daughters said in unison, Xia Yingxue didn't know when, she also stood by Ye Qiu's side.

Fortunately, everyone's discussion covered the voice of the second daughter, otherwise Ye Qiu's words would have to be heard by Old Man Jiang.

Ye Qiu naturally knew that the second daughter would not believe it so easily, so she smiled and told what happened that day.

Xia Yuwei on the side was so anxious that she stomped her feet, secretly pinching the weakness of Ye Qiu's waist, biting her lip, and her face was full of grievances.

"...... write a review?"

Xia Yingxue glanced at Xia Yuwei quietly.

Xia Yuwei immediately hid behind Ye Qiu like a frightened rabbit.

"She was framed by her classmates, and it's just a trivial matter, and it's harmless. But that painting was really painted by me. ”

Ye Qiu explained for Xia Yuwei, Xia Yingxue just gave up, she also knew her sister's performance in school, one word, very well-behaved.

Afterwards, Ye Qiu told what happened at that time in detail.

Especially when it comes to Director Pang's four-like painting, even the second daughter can't help laughing.

However, although the three of them are low-key, they can't stand the fact that someone is always paying attention to their side.

Jiang Tianchen has never left the three of them since they appeared on the stage.

Among the three, Xia Yuwei is his favorite object; Ye Qiu was the opponent who made him lose face; Xia Yingxue is his new "hunting" target......

How can such a combination not make Jiang Tianchen pay attention to it at all times?

So much so that when those warblers and Yanyan asked him to toast and secretly sent Qiu Bo, he didn't see it, and immediately attracted a large wave of white eyes.

As soon as Ye Qiu's words came out, Jiang Tianchen immediately snorted coldly and walked over with a wine glass.

"I've seen bragging, I've never seen you so bragging, please make a draft before bragging, you dare to say that you painted that picture?"

He condescendingly despised Ye Qiu.

He was dressed in an expensive and luxurious suit, and Ye Qiu was selling all over the place, and between the two, they were like a prince facing a beggar.

Whoever looks at it, Jiang Tianchen is on top.

Jiang Jinfu likes Chinese painting, and Jiang Tianchen, who is a grandson, is naturally very familiar with this aspect under the influence of his ears and eyes.

Although he is not as proficient as the old man, he can also see that this painting must be from the master's hand.

Only everyone who has been immersed in this way for decades can have such painting skills.

But Ye Qiu was ashamed to say on the side, bragging that this painting was painted by him!

That's it, after all, men love to brag.

But the two women he liked laughed happily after listening to them.

How can he endure this?

When he spoke up, he planned to step on Ye Qiu fiercely, making him completely lose face.

Ye Qiu glanced at Jiang Tianchen, and said indifferently: "Lao Tzu bragging, is it your bird business?" It's a dog with a mouse......"