When the bus arrived at the experimental middle school, the two boys got off the bus and glanced back at Jiang Yan before going out.

"Luo Xiang, who is the girl sitting next to Jiang Yan? More beautiful than Fan Jingjing. ”

Everyone has different concerns, Luo Xiang is the son of Shu Wan's cousin, and he was compared to Jiang Yan when he was in elementary school.

At that time, his grades were not good, but Jiang Yan was able to get three good students when he returned, and later in junior high school. Of course, Shu Wan was already divorced at that time, and the Shu family mentioned Jiang Yan only a handful of times, but the two of them were in the same school, so it was difficult for him to pay attention to it.

Fortunately, at the beginning of the first semester of high school, Jiang Yan's grades dropped like a waterloo, and he finally surpassed him a lot, and let out a fierce sigh.

Later, Jiang Yan was expelled, I don't know how happy he was.

Until a few days ago, I heard Liao Gou and they said that Jiang Yan went to No. 1 Middle School.

What happened to No. 1 Middle School?

If you go to a middle school, he can get his grades? Can I switch from text to science?

Are you kidding!

Luo Xiang shook his head, no longer thinking about Jiang Yan, and walked quickly towards the school with his companions.

Today, the senior students of their experimental middle school want to take graduation photos, so the vacation time is different from that of No. 1 Middle School.

"You're not a good person!"

After the two boys left, Song Jiawen turned her head to look at Jiang Yan, with a hint of schadenfreude.

"No way, excellent people are hated."

Song Jiawen didn't bother to remind him how many points he scored when he first transferred from the liberal arts class to their class, and this is still excellent?

She snorted coldly and turned her head to look out the window.

Jiang Yan was trying to tease her Just now someone said that they were in early love, but as soon as her head turned around, the bus happened to pass by the Civil Affairs Bureau.

At a glance, he saw Bi Hezhong surrounded by a group of people, no, not so much hugging, not as an escort, limping behind a woman and walking in.

What a good day!

On such a good day, why can't you give him a painting?

Jiang Yan planned to be cheeky and grind.

Song Qingping has returned from Kyoto, and this year's Chinese Painting Competition has officially come to an end.

When Song Jiawen and Jiang Yan walked into the Landscape Gallery, they happened to hear Song Qingping talking to a few people from the Painting Association about this year's Chinese Painting Competition, "Beijing University invited Professor Mu to be a judge this year, and with her, other judges are more cautious in their evaluation, so this year's competition is stricter than in previous years, more than 2,800 participating students, and in the end, only 20 special recruits entered Beijing University."

"Only twenty?"

"So little?"

"After all, it's Professor Mu, who is notoriously strict, who dares to deceive in front of her."

"That's right"

The previous discussion continued, and Jiang Yan turned his head to look at Song Jiawen.

This girl can really calm down, and her face still doesn't change when she hears the words "Professor Mu", just like listening to a stranger.

"Garwen is here, come, come quickly."

Song Qingping saw Song Jiawen's figure and hurriedly beckoned her over.

"Come, let me introduce you, these are all members of the Yunzhou Painting Association, this is Teacher Zhang, this is Teacher Xu, this is . My new student, Song Jiawen. Lao Zhang, didn't you still praise that "Autumn Pomegranate Tree" just now? She painted it. ”

When everyone heard that "Autumn Pomegranate Tree" was painted by Song Jiawen, they were surprised and appreciative.

"I really didn't expect to have such profound painting skills at such a young age, Old Song, you have found a treasure."

"Then surely, can the students I fancy be bad?"

Song Qingping was not without pride.

Teacher Xu remembered that Boss Deng had asked him many times before, wanting him to help intercede and ask Song Qingping to accept his daughter as a student.

In fact, Deng Tao's qualifications are also good, and he is hardworking and smart enough, but Song Qingping just can't look down on it, and he politely refuses every time.

But this girl was the one he took the initiative to receive.

It seems that in order to become a pair of master and apprentice, in addition to ability, it seems that you have to look at the edge.

Teacher Xu looked at the "Autumn Pomegranate Tree" and asked Song Qingping, "Old Song, is your student's painting for sale?" If I sell it, I buy it, how about it? ”

"Yes."

Originally, it was put here to be sold, and many people were asking before, but because Song Jiawen's signature "Little Four" was not famous, those people relied on this to bargain on the basis of five hundred.

The angry Huang Kai refused.

Because the painting was only left for a few more days, it still hangs in the gallery.

Teacher Xu knew that the price was five hundred, but it was a loss for such a painting to sell for five hundred, so he directly doubled it, "I give one thousand, this kid paints so well, five hundred is too much of a loss." Lao Song, I suggest you mark a thousand, Jia Wen is not famous, but isn't there still your small chapter on it? With your name there, it sells for a thousand and not much. ”

Song Qingping thought for a while, and felt that Teacher Xu's words made sense, so he nodded, "Okay, then change it to a thousand." Huang Kai, later Jia Wen's painting, marked 1,000. Wrap this one up for Mr. Xu. ”

Huang Kai was very happy that the little junior sister's paintings were not only sold, but also doubled.

"By the way, if there is a painting of Garwen in the future, you can give it to me, and those who come will not refuse."

Mr. Xu smiled and took Huang Kai's wrapped paintings in his hand, he also has a small gallery, and he also collects antiques and other interesting and valuable things.

Some wealthy businessmen in Yunzhou want to give gifts or decorate their homes, they will go to him to have a look, and if they like it, they will buy it.

Therefore, among the teachers of the Yunzhou Painting Association, Mr. Xu is actually an invisible rich man, and he has vision and foresight.

Therefore, Song Qingping was quite happy to hear this, and being favored by Lao Xu basically means that it has a certain value.

"Lao Xu, this is what you said, and I will give it to you any more. We won't give you more, just at the price you set for yourself today, 1,000 pieces, how about it? ”

"Okay, I'm fine."

When the matter is finalized, everyone is happy.

Song Jiawen is also very happy, the original 511 paintings have now become 1,000, and they are not worried about selling.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Yan and whispered, "Look, am I going to become a rich woman?" ”

Jiang Yan was speechless.

Sister, are you too easily satisfied? Do you know how much a painting will cost you in another ten or twenty years?

This surnamed Xu is really shrewd, he obviously saw the prospect of Song Jiawen's paintings, and collected them in advance.

Damn it!

When he thought that someone would own more Song Jiawen's paintings than him in the future, although the other party bought them, he still felt uncomfortable.

"Let's go, let's paint, don't forget, you have to paint me today."

Saying that, he suddenly remembered something, and asked Song Jiawen, "Your teacher said before that you would engrave a small chapter, have you carved it?" ”

Song Jiawen turned to look at Huang Kai, who nodded, "Okay, in the cabinet in the studio, you can take it directly if you want to use it, junior sister." ”

She doesn't really want to cover it, painting is just a hobby, she just wants to earn tuition and living expenses for college in the next few years, and she doesn't really have to rely on it all the time to make a living.

So fame or something, it really doesn't matter to her.

Jiang Yan didn't know about this idea, if she knew, she would have to stop it quickly. And will send out a soul question: Sister, are you stupid?

Don't want such an easy way to make money, what do you want?

It's not important to be famous, it's not important for you to give it to me?

This chapter has been overhauled!