Mu Jiawen handed over the painting to Xue Weisong and Shen Mengfei.

To be honest, these two science men don't know much about art, and after getting the painting, they only think that Mu Jiawen gave a little too much, and the Chinese painting belongs to the national style, which is no longer suitable for buying other New Year's festive objects to match, and it has to be a national style to buy it, but that kind is generally very expensive.

"Twelve paintings is enough to decorate a classroom, so you don't have to buy any more."

"Then two in the back, five on each side."

The two called the two boys in the class to knock on a pin and hang a picture, and one of them opened one and his eyes lit up, "Damn, pig!" ”

"Huangfu, why do you call me that again, Lao Tzu castrated you!" The other boy knocked on the thumbtacks and scolded without looking back, "Grandson, you wait, Lao Tzu finishes his work."

"I'm talking about painting, what's your name?"

Huang Fuyun fully unfolded the pig of the zodiac and admired it for more than ten seconds, and then couldn't wait to open other painting scrolls, and asked Xue Weisong, "Old Xue, are these all painted by Mu Jiawen alone?" ”

"Yes."

Xue Weisong knocked the last pushpin in his hand, turned around and took a random one and was about to hang it up, but was stopped by Huangfuyun, "I said, didn't Mu Jiawen tell you what she painted?" ”

"Chinese painting." Xue Weisong was puzzled, "She just told me to hang it up, and didn't say anything else." ”

Huangfu Yun choked, what did he really say?

He didn't have a good breath and said, "This is the zodiac, the rat is ugly, the cow is the tiger, the rabbit, this order should always be understood, from left to right, you have to hang according to this." ”

Shen Mengfei turned his head to look at it, his eyes widened, "The zodiac painted by Mu Jiawen?" I'll go! ”

Huangfuyun was speechless, "So why don't you even look at the paintings when you get them?" ”

It's not that I don't watch it, it's just that I just watch it lively, and I don't understand.

The three of them hung up the pictures in the order according to Huang Fuyun's request, and then stood on the podium and looked at the classroom, the originally monotonous and boring white wall suddenly changed its taste!

"I don't feel like this is our classroom." Kou Chuan, the boy who was with Huang Fuyun, muttered to himself, "It seems that I have entered the Chinese painting class of the Academy of Fine Arts." ”

Huang Fuyun has a fellow countryman in the Academy of Fine Arts, Kou Chuan has been to the other party's classroom with him a few times, and as soon as he enters, he is greeted by a national style painting, and the atmosphere of ink painting is particularly heavy.

And now their class seems to have become like this.

"Tyrannical creatures!"

Huang Fuyun couldn't help but sigh, "It's a waste to hang such a good painting in a science class for a bunch of blind people who don't understand!" ”

Xue Weisong and Shen Mengfei next to him couldn't help but glance at each other, and the two suddenly realized that Mu Jiawen said that she was making money by selling paintings in Yunzhou before, which was not a joke.

"Lao Xue, can you help me ask Mu Jiawen? I provide pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and let her help me paint? ”

Xue Weisong glanced at him and said, "She must have pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the people you buy may not be easy to use, otherwise, what kind of painting do you want to buy directly from her?" ”

After speaking, he added, "Because our class fee is limited, for the sake of the class, Mu Jiawen provided twelve paintings for free." But you can't keep letting her be free, her paintings used to sell for this amount--"

As he spoke, Xue Weisong stretched out a finger as Mu Jiawen did.

"Ten thousand? That's not that expensive. ”

Xue Weisong and Shen Mengfei fell silent for a moment.

Huang Fuyun didn't see any difference in the faces of the two, and said to himself, "For the sake of my classmates, can you ask her if she can give me a discount, seven folds, no, eight folds, eight thousand yuan, can you help me draw an eagle?" ”

Eight thousand?

The two of them didn't say anything, Kou Chuan buried on the side and said, "It's still eighty fold, why are you missing two thousand, what's the matter, it's on the head of our class, even if you buy it for 10,000, you will sell it for 20,000 yuan, I really don't know?" ”

Xue Weisong and Shen Mengfei's eyes widened suddenly.

He is still buying and selling?

Huang Fuyun's face was sneering, "What, don't listen to his nonsense, selling paintings depends on fame, let's Banhua This is not Hey Old Xue don't go, the price is negotiable."

The next day, December 30, the last day before the New Year's Day holiday, there was an evening party in each college after classes in the afternoon.

There are no classes in the morning of December 31, and there is an evening party at school in the afternoon.

Professor Li, who is over half a hundred years old, walked into the first class of condensed matter physics on time at eight o'clock, and as soon as he stepped onto the podium, he paused, raised his hand to hold the glasses on the bridge of his nose, first looked at the two paintings at the back, and then turned his head to look at the walls on both sides.

After finishing Professor Li walked down the podium, he went to the "child mouse" closest to him on the left to observe carefully, and after carefully reading it from top to bottom, he saw the two words "Little Four" signed in the lower right corner, as well as a small chapter with the three words "Mu Jiawen".

"Mu Jiawen, this is what you painted?"

Mu Jiawen nodded, glanced at Professor Li, and did not speak.

Because the class time was up, Professor Li didn't ask anything more, but when the class was over, he didn't leave with the lesson plan as usual, but looked at the twelve paintings from left to right, from beginning to end.

After reading it, he walked to the third row and asked Mu Jiawen and Xue Weisong, "Did you hang this painting in the classroom temporarily on New Year's Day, or will it be hung in the future?" ”

Xue Weisong didn't quite understand the meaning of Professor Li's question, hesitated, and kicked the ball to the counselor, "I see that Mr. Tang has decided, he wants to hang it all the time." ”

Professor Li nodded, and couldn't help but glance at Mu Jiawen again before leaving.

After Huang Fuyun saw this scene, he couldn't help but slander in his heart, the old professor wanted to prostitute for nothing.

It's really good to be a teacher, unlike him, as a classmate, he hasn't negotiated a friendship with Mu Jiawen until now.

It's not that Mu Jiawen thinks the price he gave is low, but Su Qiang, the assistant of her mother's gallery, asked her to paint a few more paintings and put them in the gallery.

In Mu Shenyan's gallery, even though the reason why her paintings are sought after is because of her status as "Mu Shenyan's daughter", it cannot be denied that her skills and painting skills are really good.

So she thought about whether to satisfy Su Qiang first, and then consider selling the painting to Huangfu Yun.

After all, she is not short of money now.

Tang An was having lunch in the cafeteria when he received Professor Li's call, and the young counselors and lecturers sitting at a table next to him listened to a few words vaguely, and after Tang An hung up the phone, a teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts who was familiar with him asked in surprise, "What Chinese painting?" Do you still hang Chinese paintings in your class? Professor Li's vision is high, there are few professors in our college who can look at the paintings, why did he fall in love with your classroom? Where did you get that? ”

Tang An is actually confused now, he only instructed Shen Mengfei and Xue Weisong to arrange the classroom, but he hasn't seen how to arrange it yet.

Originally, he was going to go when they arranged last night, but Xia Shi's parents came, and in order to deal with the problems of the two girls, he and Teacher Liu accompanied each other all night, making a mess, where can they take care of the classroom?

However, listening to Professor Li's meaning, the painting was painted by Mu Jiawen?

It's busy to take a baby on the weekend, everyone understands!

(End of chapter)