"Old Man Zhu, the technique and freehand of this painting are seven points similar to the "Sitting Alone in the Secluded Fence" just now, and it should come from the same faction. But...... This painting doesn't outline as much detail as the one just now, so ......"

Li Qiang thought for a while, looked up and smiled at Zhu Jingxian, and said, "The author of these two paintings should be a master-apprentice relationship. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Jingxian laughed.

But before he could reveal the answer, Xu Zhiyu had already walked in front of the two.

"Grandpa Zhu."

Xu Zhiyu respectfully saluted the old man, startling Li Qiang.

She looked at Xu Zhiyu blankly, and then at Zhu Jingxian blankly.

Isn't that the person who came to see the exhibition? Why do you still know Miss Xu?

Xu Zhiyu looked at Li Qiang's ignorant and fearless expression, and his temples suddenly ached.

"You don't know the old man?"

Li Qiang was stupid by this question.

Why did she meet a guest she met by chance at a fair?

"You really don't know?"

Xu Zhiyu is even more stupid than Li Qiang.

Since she didn't know each other, how did she talk to Old Man Zhu together?

You know, it's not like Yu Feilin didn't talk to her about these works just now.

It's just that the comments she made were so retarded that she couldn't listen to a word.

This eldest lady, who is barely a wealthy lady, is still like this, and Li Qiang, an illegitimate daughter from the countryside, is estimated to be a mess.

Regarding the matter of visiting the exhibition, Xu Zhiyu's only expectation for her is: keep quiet and don't speak wildly.

Now it's good, not only "mouthing wild words", but also talking about it in front of the host of this art exhibition???

It's not just a matter of getting an axe.

Just when Li Qiang and Xu Zhiyu were staring at each other, Zhu Jingxian smiled and waved his hand.

"Miss Xu, I didn't expect you to know each other by such a coincidence. Just now, I looked at a painting with this Miss Li, and after listening to her opinion, it felt very unique, so we chatted together. ”

Unique?

Is this a positive or derogatory term?

Xu Zhiyu couldn't even tell for a while whether the old man was serious or joking.

"Let's go, since we met, let's take a look together. There are a lot of good works in this year's exhibition, especially a treasure from that female gentleman, which I borrowed from Mr. Shen's house with great difficulty. ”

When Xu Zhiyu heard this, he immediately came to his senses.

"But that female apprentice of the old man Shen Zhenxiu."

Zhu Jingxian stroked his beard and nodded.

"It's the painting she left before she left, let's go, it's right in front. Little Qiang, come over here, too. ”

Zhu Jingxian waved to Li Qiang, who had consciously slipped to the back, and motioned for her to walk beside him.

But at this time, Mrs. Li pushed Yu Feilin over with a calm face. One pass introduction.

"Oh? She is also interested in Chinese painting? ”

Hearing the end, Zhu Jingxian's brows stretched slightly.

For the younger generation, he is willing to contact and learn traditional culture, and he is very much in agreement.

Then he casually asked Yu Feilin the most basic question of Chinese painting, and what he got was naturally nonsense that did not match the preface.

Zhu Jingxian's face gradually sank.

"This Mrs. Li, your niece doesn't seem to have any interest in Chinese painting, please go back, this kind of place is not suitable for the two of you."

After that, he flicked his sleeves and left with Li Qiang and Xu Zhiyu.

Behind him, two waiters had already appeared in front of Mrs. Li and Yu Feilin, and respectfully "invited" people out.

"That's the painting in front of you, and you're going to be amazed when you see it. It's hard to imagine that the painting was made by a female artist. ”

At this moment, Li Qiang became more curious about the female painter in Zhu Jingxian's mouth.

What kind of character does this have to be to make this old gentleman and Xu Zhiyu praise frequently?

Then the two of them stood in front of a huge picture of mountains and rivers.

Mr. Zhu really didn't lie, this painting ...... It's spectacular, it's beautiful!

Li Qiang's eyes widened as she stood in front of the painting, and at the moment when she was shocked by the picture, a strange sense of familiarity arose.

In a trance, the surroundings seemed to be quiet.

Only this painting was left in front of her, and it was magnificent.

Then, she felt as if she had stepped into the painting.

The scene changes, and Li Qiang returns home, the home of her childhood.

Under the dim light, her mother taught her to hold a brush by hand, lightly dipped in cinnabar, and drew a round of red sun on rice paper.

But just then, Grandma rushed in and pointed at the noses of both of them and yelled.

said that my mother was a loser, and I bought these useless things.

After that, there was the sound of noise and smashing things, which woke Li Qiang up all of a sudden.

The painting is still the same painting, and the surroundings are still bustling.

Xu Zhiyu was chatting with Old Man Zhu, and Old Man Zhu nodded and looked at him.

"Little Qiang, what do you think of this painting?"

Li Qiang opened her mouth, but found that her lips were very dry.

"I ...... I don't have any feelings, it's a very shocking picture. The person who painted it should have a good mind. You just said that it was the work of a female painter, who is this female painter? ”

Li Qiang did not find a signature on the painting, but a bold conjecture arose in her heart.

But...... And a little uncertain.

After all, although the techniques and brushwork are very similar, the artistic conception is too different.

She had never seen her mother paint such heroic landscape paintings, to be precise, there were few such free and easy landscape paintings, and more of that kind of poignant and resentful style.

Master Zhu shook his head helplessly: "Tell you that you don't know, she ...... It's not famous, and he's dead. ”

Hearing this, Li Qiang subconsciously thought it was the work of an old grandmother.

A glimmer of hope disappeared in his eyes.

At this time, the gallery's management staff came over and whispered a few words in Mr. Zhu's ear.

After hearing this, the old man smiled apologetically at the two.

"I have other things, I am out of company. Go ahead and feel free to reach out to the person in charge if you need anything. ”

After Zhu Jingxian left, Xu Zhiyu set his eyes on Li Qiang.

"I didn't see it, you still know Chinese painting?"

Li Qiang couldn't cry or laugh.

"I said it in the car, I know a little bit."

Xu Zhiyu raised his eyebrows directly.

A little bit?

How big is it?

Someone who only knows a little bit can make this master like it so much??

Suddenly, Xu Zhiyu felt that he couldn't see through the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family in front of him.

I always felt like I was missing something from her.