1363: C1363 Watching the Art Exhibition

C1363 Watching the Art Exhibition

Wu Daozi had a unique personality, and was the founder of China's landscape paintings.

It was also because of his existence that he ended his status as a vassal of the landscape painting. It could be said that he was a brilliant genius, and his contributions were outstanding.

The clothes that he drew were folded and raised, and the lines were vigorous. People called it the drawing of wild vegetables, and it had the effect of fluttering heavenly clothes and moving the wind all over the wall. It was known as "Wu Liangfeng."

Such a person who was obsessed with painting and seeing through the mortal world, why wouldn't he want to be the head of the local capital's painting?

Ye Fan was a bit confused.

As for the matter of Meng Lu saying that he was a coward, it was highly likely that it was fake.

Wu Daozi's thoughts should be more profound.

"Do you have a way?"

Meng Lu stared at him with her big watery eyes, looking innocent and pitiful.

Ye Fan quickly avoided her sight.

As her realm advanced, Meng Lu's image became more and more human-like.

Her skin also became more fleshy.

In addition, she was a great beauty to begin with. In the bottom of Ye Fan's heart, he wanted to refuse to provoke her. He was determined not to play tricks on her.

"Although I don't know why he rejected it, I can give you some advice."

"Really?"

"Of course. How's Wu Daozi doing in the Underworld?"

Meng Lu curled her lips. "Definitely not. He is such a big person, and he has no relatives and no one to burn money for him. He is so poor that only his ragged clothes are left."

"That's perfect!"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up. Wu Daozi's artistic style was wild and bold, so he had the habit of saying, "Good wine makes you angry. Every time you want to use it, you must drink it."

When asking someone to do something, he had to hit the nail on the head.

Wine was his vital point.

"Later, I'll boil a few bottles of good wine for you and bring them to him to drink. Tell him that as long as he agrees to be the leader, we'll give him wine to drink from now on"

Meng Lu suddenly jumped up in surprise and slapped her thigh.

"That's right. Why didn't I think of that? I heard that he wanted to paint for other ghosts to exchange for wine."

"But how could ghosts of the Underworld know how to paint? They don't even care about birds. I think he must have a special interest in wine."

"Hehe, thank you, I can finally complete my mission on time."

Ye Fan shook his head. "Wine is just a brick that knocks on the door. You have to think of how to persuade him."

"Don't worry. This small matter won't trouble me."

Then, Ye Fan burned all the remaining paper wine to her.

"It's all up to you now."

" Yes, yes, I still have a gift for you. "

"What?"

It was a square book, and it looked like it was at least a few hundred pages thick.

The pages were of different sizes and were very irregular.

"Just open it and you'll know"

Ye Fan smiled and opened it, but his smile immediately froze.

"This... is actually the authentic work of the Book Sage, Wang Xizhi? And Zhang Xu? Yan Zhenqing's? Zhang Zhi's too, Huang Tingjian's too."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This book covered almost all of China's most famous calligraphy masters' genuine works for thousands of years.

Any one of them could be worth hundreds of millions.

He actually had a few hundred?

Ye Fan could not believe it.

In other words, this book was worth tens of billions.

"How did you get it?"

Meng Lu did not feel any pressure at all. "They are all members of the painting organization. It is not difficult for them to write some drawings. If you like it, I will get you a few hundred books."

Ye Fan quickly shook his head.

"These authentic works are treasures because they are rare. If there are really a few hundred of them, it would not be worth much."

"The key is that their handwriting is part of the cultural history. The cultural value far exceeds the economic value. I should keep them and slowly appreciate them."

"Then it's up to you. I'll be leaving first. Goodbye!"

He sent Meng Lu away.

Ye Fan was just about to return to school when he received a call from Lau Ruyan.

"I want to attend an art exhibition later. Can you come with me?"

"Art exhibition? With me here as a painter, do you still need to look at other people's paintings?" Ye Fan teased.

"I don't need it. Actually, it's to fulfill one of my childhood dreams. Back then, when I was learning painting, I wanted to buy a painting of Master Lu Yanru, but I never had the chance. Now that I heard that he was going to open a painting exhibition, I want to go and take a look."

"Where is it?"

"Beijing!"

An hour later, the two of them sat in Ye Fan's car.

"Please, you want me to drive you to the art exhibition? ___ asked. Do you have any humanity? "

Lau Ruyan smiled, "Hehe, I know you are the best to me. You will not be angry with me."

" That is not necessarily true. I have a very small bearing. "

"That is true."

"Don't you think you've gone too far?" Wang Yao asked.

"No!"

...

The two of them came to the capital in a hubbub. It was already evening.

The art exhibition was currently in full swing.

This place was called Orchid Flower Pavilion, and it was the most famous exhibition room in the capital.

Other than a master painter like Lu Yanru, very few people were qualified to hold art exhibitions here.

He walked to the door.

Lau Ruyan was a little excited.

"Ye Fan, I will soon be able to see my childhood idol. I am so happy."

Ye Fan curled his lips. "In the future, your idol should be me."

Lau Ruyan curled her lips. "Tsk, I admit that your painting is very good, but it did not appear when I was a child. Can you understand my feelings?"

"Just like when I was a child, I could not eat ice cream. When I grew up, I would buy ice cream crazily, but I did not eat much."

"Actually, I did not buy ice cream, but a nostalgic memory."

"Okay, I understand you. Let's go in."

Indeed, the reputation of the Orchid Flower Loft was not fake.

Once they entered.

Ye Fan could feel the aura of a huge mountain coming from it. It was a kind of cultural feeling.

In addition to the surrounding scenic scenery, the paintings were completely integrated into it, making one feel as if they were wandering around in the painting.

Ye Fan swept his gaze around.

"So many people?"

"What do you think? Lu Yanru was really a master with countless fans. He was reputed to be the current Art Saint, and was even called Little Wu Daozi. Each painting is worth tens of millions and there is no market for them."

Little Wu Daozi?

You can forget about it.

Ye Fan had seen many of Wu Daozi's real works in the illustrated album just now. He had been bold and unrestrained, and had made many mistakes. Even Ye Fan had been praising him.

How could a Lu Yanru be comparable?

It was simply an insult to others.

Moreover, he was used to seeing the true works of so many famous people throughout the ages.

Looking at the work in front of him again was truly a bit too eye-piercing.

It was just like how a child would draw and a master would draw. There was simply no comparison at all.

Without comparison, there would be no harm.

"He's so amazing, can you buy a piece of work?"

He quickly changed the topic, afraid that he would say some unpleasant words and destroy Lau Ruyan's fantasy.

"It should be possible. I brought a lot of money today."

"Okay. If you can buy it with money, I can help you get it at any time."

The thing that Ye Fan did not lack the least was money.

He could still help with this little bit of help.

"I was waiting for you to say that."

Then, the two of them started to appreciate it.

From time to time, Lau Ruyan would even give an evaluation of the painting.

There was no gorgeous rhetoric, nor was there any blindly praising. It could be considered to be very agreeable.

"Ye Fan, why are you not saying anything?"

"I can't say."

... "Why?"

Ye Fan smiled without saying anything.

These paintings were too bad in his eyes.

He could not even pass the test.

Then what else could he say?

What did he say?

Despicable?

"Aiya, just give me an evaluation. You're so professional, maybe you can give me some inspiration."

Lau Ruyan used the great art of acting spoiled and forcefully pried open Ye Fan's mouth.

"Then I will tell you the truth. Don't be angry."

"It's not like I drew it. Why would I be angry?"

However.

Ye Fan did not say anything.

An unhappy voice came from the side.

"Do you really think you are a master? How dare you look down on Master Lu Yanru's painting? Are you worthy?"

Ye Fan looked back.

Although this person did not speak to him, his words were clearly directed at him.

"Do you want to talk to me again?"

That man ignored Ye Fan and continued to speak.

"I admire young people nowadays. They don't know what's good for them, they don't know what's good for them, they don't know what's good for them. They are obviously divine pieces of art, but their faces are full of disdain. From the beginning to the end, they have been showing that they are more powerful than them."

"Are they trying to be sensationalized? Or are they trying to attract the attention I don't get it."

After saying that.

He clasped his hands behind his back.

Ye Fan took a look at his entry certificate. It was called Chao Zhong.

It seemed like this was a person who hated evil.

Lau Ruyan also did not expect that it would cause others to dislike her. She said softly, "I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have forced you."

Ye Fan let out a smile. "It's fine. Maybe he didn't say anything about me. Let's keep it down."

"Okay."

The two of them walked around.

Ye Fan expressed his opinion in each painting.

Lau Ruyan nodded repeatedly when she heard him. In the end, her horizons were elevated.

In that instant, she felt that the painting in front of her was already ordinary and uninteresting.

This was a very strange feeling.

It was as if he had leveled up in a game.

Level 10 fighting a level 1 monster was a completely different experience.

"Do you still want to buy paintings?"

"I want to buy them."

Lau Ruyan lightly said, "I already told you, buying paintings is to satisfy your wish."

"So rich. This ten million is no different from wastage."

"Hehe, in front of you, I dare not say that I am rich."

Right at this moment.

A commotion suddenly came from the surroundings.

"Master Lu has come out."

Everyone's gaze shifted, only to see a white-haired old man dressed in fine clothing slowly walking out.

Beside him was a man in his thirties who was supporting him, and as soon as he appeared, he became the center of attention.

"The current Art Saint Lu Yanru indeed lives up to his reputation."

"Hello, Master Lu!"1

"Master Lu, I have always loved your painting for ten minutes. I wonder if... "

"Master Lu, your paintings are simply superb. Your strokes are like dragons and snakes. It can be said to be marvelous..."

Everyone immediately went forward and surrounded Lu Yanru.

He did not speak, but kept smiling at everyone.

The man beside him raised his arm and shouted.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Allow my father to say a few words."

This person was Lu Yanru's son - Lu Yuancheng.

Everyone hurriedly shut their mouths, waiting for Master Lu to speak...

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