The stupid dog's sassy operation simply put Lu An and Meng Qingchi in order.

What a fucking shame!

Comrade Gao Yao, how did you cultivate this superb product before?

Now that there are many people, Lu An can't beat the dog, but he made a hard note for it in the small notebook, waiting for the autumn queen to settle the account.

Grandma's bear! If you don't hit the house for three days, it seems that there is still less fighting.

At the same time, I am also pondering, I have to think of a way to make it wake up in the future, it is best to let it learn to touch itself, otherwise everything depends on someone else, how can this work?

The second painting is different from the first, focusing on the side.

Zeng Xin is very conscious of dedicating himself to art, not only the coat is untied, but the underwear inside also retreats to the bottom of the mountainside, half crisp and half towering, completely revealing the career line.

Not to mention, although this woman looks average, her capital is quite sufficient, and she is visually C plus.

Because of the foundation of the first painting, Lu Anxin had a great understanding of Zeng Xin's demeanor, so the second painting was completed quickly.

I put my brush down before three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Finished?"

Seeing Lu An put the paintbrush aside and stopped continuing, Zeng Xin, who noticed it for the first time, immediately asked.

"It's over, you've been here." Zhang Xuansou searched for a sour wrist and said.

Zeng Xin came to the front of the easel and was silent for a long time before he said sincerely:

"I love this one very much, I wonder if I will be able to complete a portrait of this caliber in my lifetime?"

Lu An also felt that the second one was better, more eye-catching, and more satisfied.

But I don't know how to comfort the other party, after all, drawing is like mathematics, and it really takes talent and understanding.

People who have worked hard but have no results abound in this world, and forcibly soothing them may make people even more sad.

Yu Guanzhi also seemed to prefer the second one, and after staring at the oil painting for about ten minutes, he suddenly asked Zeng Xin:

"Miss Zeng, can this painting cut love?"

This question was very abrupt, and the people present were stunned.

Yu Guanzhi himself seemed to be aware of it, and after asking, he smiled reservedly at Lu An, obviously understanding that he should not ask on such an occasion.

Zeng Xin was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at her, as if to say: The master is right in front of you, wouldn't it make more sense to ask her to draw one for you?

Yu Guanzhi was so smart that he instantly guessed the other party's thoughts, and explained apologetically: "I rarely buy paintings, and occasionally find a picture I like, which is also a spell for the eye, just now it was abrupt." ”

At this time, Chen Quan, who witnessed Lu An's painting throughout the whole process, interjected: "Good eye, this painting is suitable for participating in the Chinese Oil Painting Exhibition." ”

Chen Quan's tone was solemn, he said very seriously, although the words were short, but he had a very high evaluation, and this time he did not agree with Yu Guanzhi at all. At the same time, he also inadvertently revealed his extraordinary.

Otherwise, the Chinese Oil Painting Exhibition is something that ordinary people can participate in if they want to?

And the painting is also from a novice painter who is not well-known.

But that's what Chen Quan said, his tone was steady, he was categorical, and he was very confident.

Hearing this, Lu An deliberately glanced at Chen Quan, and slowly equated the person in front of him with the person in his heart.

Hearing this, hearing that Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan expressed their appreciation for this painting at the same time, Zeng Xin felt both joy and helplessness in his heart.

I am glad that this high-quality oil painting now belongs to me.

Helplessly, she had already learned through Zhou Kun's mouth how awesome these two people were, and if she swept away each other's interest because of this painting, she really didn't want to.

She is also a professional painter, she is still young, she also dreams of getting ahead, if you can connect with each other through this painting, it will be extremely good.

However, she really liked this portrait, the kind that fell in love with it at first sight.

On the one hand, he is his friend, and on the other hand, he is willing to love someone with his life, Zhou Kun stood up in time to play a round, introduced the topic outward, and said meaningfully:

"I agree with Uncle Chen's words, but if Uncle Chen looks at another painting, he probably has another idea."

As he spoke, Zhou Kun looked at Lu An without hesitation, his eyes burning, and he almost made it clear.

Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan glanced at each other and looked at Lu An together.

The two knew that Lu An had an oil painting called "Eternity", and they also traveled thousands of miles from Shanghai to this painting.

It's not that these two portraits are bad today, but the two of them can clearly see that Lu An's casualness is not injected into it, and there is not too much self-thought injected into it, so it is very different from "eternity" in essence.

Zeng Xin didn't know that the two of them were here for "eternity", but it didn't prevent him from following the trend curiously and looking at Lu An.

Meng Qingchi was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but speculate in his heart, could it be that Xiao An still has a very great painting?

Seeing the five people staring at him in unison, Lu An realized, understood, understood.

While he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was even a little proud.

He had been secretly speculating since yesterday, and now that the speculation had finally been confirmed, the two were here for him.

Or for "eternity".

Mother, it's not easy for this riddler to pretend.

At this moment, he knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, everyone had a showdown, and this was his chance.

The opportunity I was always waiting for.

Whether he can hug his thighs or not is not to talk about it, but this is the closest he has come to "opportunity" since he was reborn, and he has to give it a try.

Without saying a word, under the gaze of several people, Lu An said freely: "Ha! It seems that I haven't been able to hide this little secret, okay, let's take a look, I hope to give some advice. ”

The words are very modest, but the actions are not modest at all. He swapped through a pile of blank canvases in the corner of the room, then pulled out a painting and placed it there, no longer greeting or explaining the meaning of his painting.

Although he desperately wants to hug his thighs, he also wants to use his painting to test the other party's level?

Try how many pounds and taels the other party has?

As the old saying goes, hearing is false, seeing is believing, and in his previous life, he was still quite curious when he heard how powerful the nobles blew "Chen Quan".

As soon as the "Eternal" oil painting came out, in Lu An's perspective, Chen Quan's whole person seemed to have become different.

I saw his small eyes narrowed suddenly, and then he took three or two steps to reach the oil painting first.

At first, he stood upright, then bent down to look.

It's just that when you bend your waist, you can't straighten up anymore. Staring at the oil painting closely, Chen Quan's face, which had been expressionless since yesterday, finally changed at this moment.

At first, he had a solemn face.

And then it turned into a confused eye?

Ended up in deep thought...

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