Jian Xiuhuan muttered: "Good guy, the advertisements have all been sent to the art exhibition, this relationship is hard enough, Huawen Studio, why does this name sound so familiar?" ”

He saw that there were many staff members in the vicinity who were patrolling back and forth, but when they came here, they all ignored the little old man.

This little old man is not simple, Jian Xiuhuan wrote down his appearance, and prepared to go back and ask the little uncle who this little old man was.

The little old man looked not young, but he was squatting on the pony with a radiant look, and his eyes flashed when he looked at Jian Sheng.

It's just a mouth, but it scorches everyone on the outside and on the inside.

Old man, you are bullying our family Shengsheng is young, and he hasn't seen a movie, right?

Jian Sheng was immediately attracted, and ran over with his short legs, blinking his big eyes curiously: "Grandpa, how can you see that my bones are strange?" The other grandfathers told me the same thing, but when I asked them to teach me how to see, they would say things that I didn't understand, such as something that I couldn't understand. ”

"Ahem, ahem."

Just thinking about how to fool around, the little old man was choked all of a sudden, and coughed wildly.

Jian Junzhen and Jian Xiuhuan glanced at each other, and an idea popped up in their hearts at the same time.

'Shengsheng/little cousin, how many magic sticks have you been deceived? ’

'In the future, you have to keep an eye on Shengsheng/little cousin, and you must not let scammers contact Shengsheng/little cousin!' ’

Thinking of this, the eyes they looked at the little old man strangely.

The little old man coughed again and again, he obviously made a little joke when he saw Hunter's heart, who knew that this kid would be embarrassed by not playing cards according to common sense.

"Ahem, just kidding, just kidding, the old man hung the name of a teacher in this studio, and I heard that they had advertised in the exhibition before I came to see the situation."

The little old man hurriedly changed the topic and got down to business: "Little doll, the old man just saw that you said that you liked the ink painting the most, can you say why?" ”

Jian Sheng tilted his head and thought about it seriously, not very sure: "Probably because that painting is somewhat similar to the paintings painted by several of my other grandfathers?" ”

"Oh?" The little old man's eyes lit up suddenly, "Where is it like?" ”

"Feel, right?" Jian Sheng recalled several old men in the Xiuzhen realm who specialized in painting, "In that painting, I felt the immersive feeling of several grandfathers when they painted ordinary paintings, as if they could pull people into the painting realm." ”

The little old man thinks that this female doll talks so weirdly and paints ordinary paintings? Is it possible that there are still ordinary paintings?

But he didn't think about it, he paid more attention to the description of the little girl just now, her grandfathers can also draw paintings that seem to be able to pull people into the painting, there are few people in the world who can do this, could it be that this little doll is from the family of those old guys?

If those old guys knew that the little dolls they had cultivated were poached by themselves, I wonder if they would be mad?

The little old man laughed a few times, and Jian Sheng, who was laughing, ran away with a hairy feeling in his heart.

At this time, suddenly a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament walked over with a group of teenagers of different sizes.

The elegant middle-aged man was stunned when he saw a few strangers, and bowed down to the little old man: "Teacher, I brought these students here." ”

"Well, you're just in time," the little old man waved his hand to avoid a little and not block their view, and then pointed to the other works on the stand, "Little doll, how about you go ahead and look at the other works here?" ”

The elegant middle-aged man moved in his heart, knowing that the teacher had found a good seedling again.

Jian Sheng scratched his head and said honestly: "It's not as good as the paintings I saw earlier." ”

As soon as she said this, her elegant middle-aged eyes lit up.

These paintings were selected from among the best students in the country, and although they were not as good as those of the masters, they were enough to bluff people.

People who see a lot can tell the difference between good and bad, but a little girl who looks like she is four or five years old can see that this talent for connoisseurship is strong enough.

When the little old man saw his expression, he also pointed to the ink painting that looked ordinary in other works: "This little doll just said that that painting is the best in the entire exhibition hall." ”

The elegant middle-aged man immediately understood why the teacher looked at this little girl so differently.

In the painting circle, the value of the work is directly proportional to the artist's popularity, that is, even if two works of the same quality, the painting of a well-known artist and the small transparent painting are completely different.

If you are not an insider who has been immersed in this road for many years, you can only see the fame, but in fact, you can't tell the quality of a painting at all.

If you show the paintings of teachers and students to outsiders, you may get a sentence: "it." ”

But where is the? I don't know!

Q: What's the difference? I don't know!

Q: Which is better? Maybe he thinks the students are better at drawing.

Why? Pretty! Gorgeous!

As for the soul? Verve? I'm sorry that unless you reach a certain level, ordinary people really can't see it.

The ink painting in front of him was thrown in by his teacher.

And who is his teacher?

Cheng Yongtai! A figure in the art world!

Works are all available but not sought after in the upper circles!

The teacher's last work for public sale was a picture of the hidden fog in the green mountains made two years ago, which was auctioned for a sky-high price of 30 million.

Although this painting was only painted by the teacher for a few minutes, to the extent that the teacher has reached this level, the charm contained in the essay is a height that countless painters cannot reach in their lifetime.

The little girl can see this painting at a glance in the entire exhibition hall, and this vision is vicious enough to make most insiders feel ashamed.

Looking at Jian Sheng in an elegant middle-aged age is not just as simple as being optimistic about the seedlings, this is a piece of precious jade!

Jian Sheng couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Why do these people look at her strangely one by one?

The little old man was not surprised that Jian Sheng could say this, and asked with a smile: "Little doll, can you say it in more detail?" For example, if you take that ink painting as a perfect score, how many points will you score for the other paintings? ”

The elegant middle-aged man couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

In the entire art world, how many people dare to use this person's paintings as a scoring criterion?

Jian Sheng's little face was about to wrinkle into a bun.

The little old man asked, "Is it not a good evaluation?" ”

Jian Sheng shook his head and hesitated: "Is there anything wrong with using this painting as a comparison?" ”

"What's so bad?"

"That's it...... It's a bit of a bully. ”

Jian Sheng frowned his little eyebrows dissatisfied, and when he looked at the little old man, he almost said that you were embarrassed.

The little old man burst into a hearty laugh.

The elegant middle-aged man was dumbfounded, if it weren't for the fact that there was a four- or five-year-old doll in front of him, he would have wondered if this person knew the identity of the teacher and deliberately came over to pat himself.

Is this what a child of this age can say?

It's just that he knew that this painting was painted by a little old man, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with Jian Sheng's evaluation, but the half-grown children he brought didn't know.

Hearing Jian Sheng's belittling of their works like this, they all glared at Jian Sheng with dissatisfaction.