The art technical school is located in the north of Baoqing City, close to the suburbs, and some distance from the family home of the Municipal Education Bureau, and it took Zhou Kun 25 minutes to arrive.

That's why he drove a Santana, otherwise it would have been longer.

As soon as I went up to the third floor, Zhou Kun, who was in his 30s, asked, "What painting?" Is it worth calling me all the way? ”

Zhou Jingni motioned for him to pour himself water, and then went to the bedroom.

Zhou Kun muttered resentment, he has come to his uncle's house so many times, this girl has never given herself tea, and she has to catch up every time, how can you say that she is also a painter of the Provincial Painting Institute, or the vice principal of a school, huh...

Sighing, Zhou Kun grabbed some Tieguanyin and began to make tea.

After a while, Zhou Jingni took out two sketches, one of Meng Qingchi and the other of herself, and put them in front of her cousin:

"Look, how is this level?"

Zhou Kun didn't care at first, but after glancing at it, his eyes immediately straightened.

Zhou Jingni looked at him, then looked at the sketch drawing of Meng Qingchi, and said angrily: "I let you see the painting, not let you see people." ”

"Elegant, generous, beautiful, tsk, this is called temperament."

Under his cousin's cannibalistic eyes, Zhou Kun couldn't help but admire, and then asked, "Where is she real, is she married?" ”

Zhou Jingni listened funny: "Your child can make soy sauce, what's the matter?" Do you want to be Pan Shimei? ”

Zhou Kun lit a cigarette and sneered: "I'll just ask, after all, I am a painter, and I have an instinctive appreciation for beautiful things." ”

Zhou Jingni sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, someone has been obsessed with a school girl for more than 10 years, and finally went home to get married and have children after being disheartened, right?"

It's only been a few years?

Forgot about the unforgettable beauty so quickly? ”

was uncovered, Zhou Kun was unhappy: "It is said that hitting people does not slap their faces, this is not your attitude of begging people." ”

Zhou Jingni lifted Erlang's legs and asked again: "How about these two sketches?" ”

Zhou Kun put away the joke, lowered his head and looked at it seriously.

For a while, the living room was quiet, one was waiting, and the other was observing.

After a few minutes unconsciously, Zhou Kun finally raised his head and said: "Rigorous, cold, meticulous, meticulous, meticulous, and expressive." ”

Zhou Jingni didn't seem to understand it, and asked tentatively: "Okay?" ”

Zhou Kun nodded: "It's not generally good, but very good." ”

Then he asked, "Where have you been on National Day?" Who drew this for you? ”

Zhou Jingni said: "I haven't been anywhere, and the holiday has been celebrated." ”

Zhou Kun didn't believe it at all: "Impossible, categorically impossible, when did Baoqing come out with such a master, why don't I know?" ”

Zhou Jingni caught a word from his words: "Master? More than your level? ”

"Nonsense!"

Zhou Kun directly burst into a foul sentence: "If the level is worse than me, I will blow him dry bird?"

I've lived for 37 years, and you see I'm the kind of person who keeps his voice down? ”

Hearing this, Zhou Jingni looked at the sketches on the coffee table again, although she had seen them many times, but this time she looked at them more seriously than ever, and asked: "I see that your sketches are also very good, how is he better than you?" ”

"Look, your words reveal that you are a layman."

Zhou Kun finally had the opportunity to ridicule his cousin, and suddenly spat out the fragrance quickly, and then said solemnly: "My technique is still in the scope of the academy, and I haven't stepped out of the path of my predecessors.

And these two sketches, vigorous and rich, have the atmosphere of a master, and have walked out of their own way. ”

Then he stared at the two sketches and said: "I have seen a lot of famous paintings and masters in ancient and modern China and abroad, but I haven't seen this style of painting yet, who is it?" Where did you meet this master? ”

Expert?

Guru?

Out of your own way?

Hearing the words that popped out of her cousin's mouth, Zhou Jingni was a little skeptical about life at the moment, and Lu An's youthful appearance appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but think: Is he a master at such a young age, or is he his own student?

At this time, she looked at the cousin next to her eyes wrong.

Although I didn't particularly like him before, I never questioned his painting skills. After all, it is with real strength that he has obtained today's social status, even in the painting world, I dare not say that the whole country, at least in the territory of Huxiang is still famous.

But now, she has completely put a question mark on this "little fame"?

A 37-year-old professional painter would admit that his level was not as good as that of a 17-year-old boy, if only that's it.

But the most critical problem is that one is a profession and the other is an amateur, Lu An's main business is to study for the college entrance examination and the title of the gold list, so he killed a professional painter who boasted about his level with a stroke of the pen?

It was hard for her to believe.

"No, Jingni, what kind of eyes are you?"

Zhou Kun, who was figuring out the two sketches, felt that his cousin's eyes were strange when he looked at him, and goosebumps instantly appeared all over his body.

Zhou Jingni put her hands on her chest, and asked in a calm tone: "Tell me the truth, can you enter the Provincial Painting Academy, did you spend money to buy it?" ”

"What do you mean?"

It's good to question anything, but you can't question your professional ethics, Zhou Kun suddenly got angry, sat up straight and said unhappily:

"You can doubt my character, doubt my wine, but you can't doubt my love of painting, you are insulting."

Face-to-face recognition of her cousin's micro-expression, it didn't seem to be a fake, Zhou Jingni didn't argue with him, but said: "If I tell you, this person is in Baoqing..."

Zhou Kun interrupted: "Impossible, impossible." I'm in Baoqing, if Baoqing has such a powerful painter, how can I not know? ”

Every line has a circle, and drawing a circle is no exception.

When a person really blends into the circle, he will find that no matter how big the place is? How many people are there? In fact, all the people you meet are acquaintances.

Zhou Kun thinks that he is already a person in the first chain of Baoqing's painting circle, if Baoqing really has a capable person, even if he doesn't know it at the first time, other peers will tell him.

If it's a pure novice, forget it, everyone doesn't know the extenuating circumstances in a short time.

But this sketch clearly told him that this was a person who had been holding a paintbrush for quite a few years, otherwise he would not have reached this level.

He didn't believe that a person who had reached such a level had not yet been known by any of his peers? Still stating that it is not obvious?

Zhou Jingni glanced at her cousin and continued: "Don't interrupt first, listen to me, this person is not only a native of Baoqing, but also only 17 years old..."

"What?"

"17 years old?"

"Are you sure?"

After three shocks in a row, Zhou Kun was completely gone, thinking that his cousin was making fun of him.

Zhou Jingni put down Erlang's leg and nodded: "Not only is she only 17 years old, but she is still my student, so..."

"So" the latter words, she didn't say anything, and she should save face for this cousin.

Zhou Kun looked at his cousin in a daze, and after realizing that the other party was telling the truth, he suddenly had a sense of absurdity and swallowed his throat: "17 years old, what is his name?" Where is he now? ”

Zhou Jingni said: "Lu An, in Guifei Lane. ”

Zhou Kun asked, "Over there on Taiping Street?" ”

Zhou Jingni said: "That's it." ”

The age was determined, the name was determined, and even the location was known, and Zhou Kun fell silent.

After getting along for so many years, Zhou Kun understands his cousin's personality, does things in a measured manner, jokes in moderation, and will not prevaricate him in this matter, and after looking down again and appreciating the sketches, he asked:

"In addition to these two sketches, do you have any other works by the other party?"

Zhou Jingni thought for a while and said, "I don't know anything else, but yesterday he painted me an oil painting." ”

"Oil paintings?"

"Oil painting."

"He can also paint?"

"Yesterday he used me as a model and saw it with his own eyes."

Zhou Kun was a little stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the oil painting?" ”

Zhou Jingni said: "At his house, the painting hasn't been done yet, so I didn't bring it here. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Kun picked up the car keys on the coffee table and couldn't wait to get up: "Let's go, take me to have a look." ”

Zhou Jingni didn't object, and followed out.

Her current mood is not much better than Zhou Kun's, and she is still a little shocked in her heart.

Although they were only two sketches, she could already see a lot of things in her cousin's eyes. Something different.

ps: Re-examination in the hospital, there will be a change later.