On this day, after Han Shuang got up in the dormitory, he washed his face and brushed his teeth and ate a beautiful breakfast, and then drove to the art department.

Maybe out of gratitude, Tong Yuan and Zheng Ze discussed it privately, as long as Han Shuang is in the dormitory, breakfast will be wrapped in turn!

In this way, Han Shuang can eat a rich and delicious breakfast without leaving home. In fact, Han Shuang was quite resistant to this, he really didn't want the pure and equal dormitory relationship to mutate, but after putting forward his opinions twice, there was no change at all, so he had to reluctantly accept it for the time being.

When I came to the Department of Fine Arts, there were already a bunch of people gathered at the entrance of the club. They are all members of the club who go to the art exhibition.

Han Shuang did not make any exceptions, and took the bus to the art exhibition center with everyone. The mall was so hot in the first two days!

The news of 'I am willing to spend 3,000 yuan to buy Sun Guiying's autograph' is even on the hot search! The phenomenon of expensive paper in Luoyang led to scammers, and for this reason, Xingyao had to make a statement through the company: Sun Guiying would refuse all forms of signatures.

In the car, many club members who didn't see this statement took out their notebooks for Han Shuang to sign, and asked him to sign a few at once.

Han Shuang explained, but they all refused with a smile. However, these members did not let him go, and asked for a group photo.

Autographs can be sold for money, but no one wants a group photo, right? Han Shuang was helpless, so he had to agree with a smile. After taking photos with everyone, the car also arrived at its destination.

Walking out of the car, Han Shuangxiao's face stiffened. He is a little distressed by the aura brought by fame, and I am afraid that he will no longer be able to appear in the public eye casually in the future.

"Giggles, Han Shuang, you look a little depressed." Yan Ling said with a smile. Han Shuang said angrily: "What do you say!" His face was stiff with a smile, don't call me again at the next event. Yan Ling pouted,

"It's okay if you don't scream, but you have to promise me one thing!" Han Shuang's mouth twitched,

"Why do you keep asking me to do what I want you to do? Don't say yes! If you push me again, I'll quit the group! Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect Han Shuang's reaction to be so big!

"I want you to sign two names for me, my brother wants to collect it, and he likes you very much." Han Shuang was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect her request to be such a thing.

But I don't blame him for being nervous, Huang Han asked him to do something, good guy, the essence was taken. Tang Jieyu asked him to do something and drew a nude sketch.

Wu Lan also asked him to do one thing, but he hasn't fulfilled it yet! He was really scared.

"Oh, that's it, it's okay, I'll sign it for you when no one is around." Yan Ling suddenly became happy: "Really? Han Shuang said angrily: "Just don't take it out and sell it for money, otherwise it will cause me trouble." Yan Ling shook his head vigorously: "No, no, I definitely won't harm you!" ”。

。。。。。 Fu Tianyi's exhibition was held at the Zhongcheng Art Museum, and there was a special person to check at the entrance of the hall, and all electronic devices that could take pictures were not allowed to be brought in.

And an invitation letter is also required. Sitting in a general art exhibition, let alone using invitations to block visitors, even if it is public, there are not many people to see it.

This also proves Fu Tianyi's status in the painting world. Before entering the exhibition, Yan Ling put away everyone's mobile phones and cameras, and then explained some things to pay attention to after entering the exhibition hall.

The central idea is just one sentence: look at it, but don't touch it, let alone try to steal it, otherwise, the prison will let you sit through.

After handing over the invitation letter, Han Shuang and his entourage lined up to enter the venue in an orderly manner. The exhibition hall is very large, and there are not many people to talk about, but there are also a lot.

It was very quiet, everyone stood in front of the painting and watched quietly, and there were also three or two people gathered together to exchange ideas, but the sound was very small.

As soon as you walk into the exhibition hall, the people disperse. Han Shuang wandered around casually, the purpose of his coming was to fulfill the agreement with Fu Yin, as for looking at the painting or something, it was just an additional matter.

The exhibition hall is divided into several areas, including sketches, landscapes, animals, and oil paintings. Some of the paintings are nailed to the wall through picture frames, and some are placed on the booth, probably to better observe the lines of the paintings, and the paintings are displayed naked without any protection.

Han Shuang discovered a phenomenon, there are many people in the Chinese painting area, and there are even several people looking at a painting together.

As for the exhibits in other areas, there are not many people who watch them. It can be seen that this Fu family should be good at Chinese painting.

Han Shuang didn't join in the fun, he came to the oil painting and sketch area where there were fewer people. In fact, because of the abstract nature of oil painting, many people say that they can't understand it, or even can't understand why it can repeatedly fetch sky-high prices.

In fact, the ultra-high artistic standard of a sky-high oil painting is only one of the contributing conditions, and the writer's fame and capital operation also account for a large part of the reason.

Compared with sketching, it is more difficult to paint oil paintings brilliantly. After exchanging the god-level painting skills, Han Shuang looked at an oil painting intently.

This is a picture of a harvest in the field, and the yellow element is used extensively. The orange yellow of the rice, the gray yellow of the rice stalks, the burnt yellow of the farmer's face, the dull yellow of the distant sky, the residual yellow of the leaves.

The layers are clear, and the contrast is strong. From a technical point of view alone, the contrast between warm and cold colors, light and dark intensity, and thick and thin levels is well grasped.

The details show the master's skills. At least from Han Shuang's point of view, it is definitely a sub-masterpiece.

But no one can say the value of painting this thing. No matter how amazing the work is, no one will care about it.

Even if you have a pair of graffiti in your hand, you can sell it for a sky-high price if you meet someone who catches your eye. The paintings are all signed, and this work was painted by Fu Tianyi ten years ago, which made Han Shuang a little unexpected.

Then I looked at two more sketches. may be due to the precipitation of age, Han Shuang found that Fu Tianyi's sketch lines are relatively tough, and there is a kind of arrogance of opening and closing.

Focusing on rhyme rather than form, at a glance it looks like a beginner's handwriting, but if you look closely, there is a faint sense of unclear and powerful feeling in the work.

Han Shuang knew that this kind of painting represented a certain realm. Just like a beginner pursues 'likeness', after mastering too many skills, he begins to extend the direction of 'meaning'.

Han Shuang nodded secretly: This Fu family is really everyone. Not all of the paintings are Fu Tianyi's works, and some are marked with Fu Yimeng and Fu Kaijiang's inscriptions.

Han Shuang realized a little, it should be that Fu Tianyi's works are not enough, and he brought his children's filled exhibits.

Come to think of it, such a large exhibition hall has hundreds of works, not to mention hundreds of works. With Fu Tianyi's fame, how could he keep so many paintings?

After wandering around casually for a while, Han Shuang suddenly felt a little bored. Just when he turned his head to look around for Fu Yin, he suddenly saw a familiar face.

I saw that in front of a booth not far from the left, Yuan Qian was seriously observing the works. Han Shuang smiled and walked over slowly.

He didn't bother, and quietly watched with Yuan Qian. After noticing that someone was approaching, Yuan Qian subconsciously glanced at it.

When he saw that it was Han Shuang, his eyes shrank! Involuntarily took two steps back to the side. The expression is a little unnatural,

"Han Shuang? You...... When did you come? ”

"It's been a while, yes! Is that Fu Yin here? After hearing the words Fu Yin, Yuan Qian's expression became even more unnatural, and even a little embarrassed,

"Uh, she'。。。。。。 She's at home too! Han Shuang frowned: "Isn't she coming?" ”

"I don't know, maybe 。。。。。。 Come on? Seeing Yuan Qian's spitting, Han Shuang's face was suspicious: "What do you mean by maybe come?" If she doesn't come, I'll leave, and there's nothing to see. ”

"Why are you leaving? Later, Fu Lao will show his work at the bottom of the box! Don't you want to know how much you can sell? ”

"I don't buy it, why should I care about this?"

"Okay then, uh。。。。。 On that day, you 。。。。。。 How did you do in your challenge? As soon as he mentioned this, Han Shuang became angry, and said depressedly: "Don't mention it!" I haven't given 10,000 yuan yet! ”

"Ten thousand!" Yuan Qian expected this result, otherwise he would not have slipped away in advance, but he was still a little shocked when he heard Han Shuang say it himself.

This guy really won the grand prize!

"Why didn't the mall give it to you?" This matter is a bit complicated to say, but it is also boring at the moment, so Han Shuang chatted with Yuan Qian.

"You know I'm Daddy Qu, right?" Yuan Qian's heart was a little uncomfortable again, and he tried to maintain a flat expression, nodded and said, "I know." ”

"As a result, I was recognized by a girl, and then, a lot of people came to Wuyang, and they all came to me for autographs。。。。。" Yuan Qian was still trying to restrain himself, and forced a smile: "You are Qu Dad!" It's so good-looking, it's normal to ask you for an autograph. Han Shuang's tone was still full of helplessness: "There are too many people!" There were still many people who took pictures with me, and seeing that the situation was not right, Xiao Dou hurriedly pulled me away. ”

"Yuan Qian, it's good that you walked fast, otherwise you would have been really scared by that scene! Damn! There are too many people! ”

"I'm really in pain right now, and I'm being watched everywhere I go, and I don't have any freedom at all."

"Eh, if only I were as ordinary as you." 。。。。。。

"Han Shuang! Please, don't say it. Yuan Qian interrupted Han Shuang's complaint, and his face was crying without tears: "Didn't you just say that you were leaving?" Let's go, please. ”