Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

This is Jiang Quan's guess based on the paint in Meng Fu's house.

The Yu family has a scholarly family for generations, and has a high prestige in T City. Yu Yong is also an artist. He has dabbled in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He has a high reputation in the world of Go and painting, and holds several positions.

Many art lovers will come to T City specifically to find Yu Yongqiu's paintings.

It's just that Jiang Xinchen didn't inherit the artistic talent of the Yu family, but Jiang Xinran showed great talent in this area. The Yu and Jiang families carefully cultivated her. At first, the Jiang family thought that Jiang Xinran had followed the Yu family's artistic talent.

Later, Jiang Xinran's identity was exposed, and Jiang's and Yu's family felt very sorry, but it is not easy for those who study art to find a student who suits them.

Jiang Xinran is obviously the one that makes the Yu family very satisfied. Even if Jiang Xinran is not the Jiang family's daughter, they still treat Jiang Xinran as their own.

Hearing that Meng Fu could draw, Yu Yong glanced at Meng Fu.

Even Jiang Xinchen couldn't help but look at Meng Fu, apparently not believing that drawing requires patience and talent.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Xinran's hand holding the phone paused.

Yu Yong put down his teacup. He was nearly fifty years old, his face was meticulous, and he looked like a Confucianist. Looking at Meng Fu, his expression was a little pale: "What kind of painting did you learn?"

When the two were talking, Jiang Quan looked at Meng Fu nervously, hoping that she would not say "draw a talisman".

And Jiang Xinran lowered her eyes, lowered her head to drink water, and her ears were always paying attention to Meng Fu's answer.

The hall fell silent.

Meng Fu sat on the sofa, not interested in anyone else, she glanced at Jiang Quan, "Chinese painting."

The Yu family's artistic talent is not weak. Yu Yong, the old man of the Yu family, is an old artist.

Jiang Quan was relieved at the critical moment, it seems that he guessed right, Meng Fu had really learned it, and even his expression improved a lot, "Fu'er, your uncle is a great artist of traditional Chinese painting, and also your sister's Teacher, if you have nothing to do in the future, you will learn a little from your uncle, and you will definitely be able to apply for an art school when the time comes."

Jiang Quan wanted Yu Yong to guide Meng Fu. In the art world, the name "Yu Yong" is a great god. If Meng Fu studied under his name, it can be used as a resume in the future.

Hearing that Meng Fu had really studied traditional Chinese painting, Yu Yong's expression improved a lot. He looked at Meng Fu indiscriminately: "Which one do you focus on learning, landscape, flower and bird painting, or figure painting?"

Meng Fu played with the kit in his hand, and said concisely: "Know a little bit."

When Jiang Xinran heard this sentence, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Yong, and said with a smile: "It seems that my sister is a master, she even draws."

When Jiang Xinran said this, the expression on Yu Yong's face lightened a little.

Those who learn to paint know that everyone is good at one type of figure. Those who paint landscapes focus on painting landscapes, those who paint flowers and birds focus on flowers and birds, and those who paint figures focus on figures. This is how we strive for perfection and pursue perfection.

If you learn a lot, it will be more complicated, and it will be difficult to make achievements.

Yu Yong became famous for his painting of "Ink Bamboo", while Jiang Xinran's painting that sold more than 100,000 yuan was "Peony Flower Picture".

What Meng Fu said was like a picture, he was just an amateur.

After Jiang Xinran finished speaking, Yu Yong didn't want to ask Meng Fu any more, but this was in Jiang's house, he knew that Jiang Quan wanted him to teach Meng Fu a few words, so he couldn't bear it: "How many years have you practiced brushwork?"

Hearing this sentence, Meng Fu didn't know what to think of, paused, and said, "Three months."

This sentence made Yu Yong stunned. He held back his anger and continued: "What about the colors? Have you read the basic "Mustard Seed Garden Painting Book"?"

Every time he said a word, Meng Fu shook his head.

Yu Yong is very famous, and there are countless people who want to worship him as a teacher every month, but none of them are like Meng Fu, who is so angry that he can't wait to get a ruler, "I haven't practiced this or learned it, you are worthy of saying that you Are you studying Chinese painting? I think you are simply watching your sister learn Chinese painting, and you have been following Arty for the past few years, and you don’t really want to learn Chinese painting at all!"

Artists have bad tempers.

Yu Yong, in particular, has been praised highly in recent years. A group of literati everywhere praise him for his stinky feet, and he has his own loftyness in Chinese painting. This kind of person who doesn't know anything but only thinks about arty dreams of becoming a talent overnight.

After so many years, this was the first time he got angry in front of the Jiang family.

Jiang Xinchen was so frightened that even Jiang Xinchen, who wanted to open his mouth to mock Meng Fu, didn't dare to speak more.

Jiang Xinran stood up quickly, "Uncle, don't be angry with my sister, she just doesn't understand."

Worried words were spoken in his mouth, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, showing a hint of joy.

Jiang Quan who was sitting on the side didn't expect Yu Yong to get angry, he got up, "Brother, don't argue with Fu'er, it's also my fault, I told you without asking."

Jiang Quan looked at Meng Fu who was sitting on the side, and couldn't help sighing. He was also impulsive just now. Thinking about Meng Fu's living environment a few years ago, how could he have the conditions to learn Chinese painting?

He must have started learning after returning to the Jiang family in the past two years.

In the kitchen, Yu Zhenling came out when she heard the noise, she put the fruit on the table, glanced at the hall calmly, and said with a smile: "Brother, what's wrong with you, why are you so big?" temper?"

Thanks to Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran's reassurance, Yu Yong's anger subsided, but he just didn't want to see Meng Fu again.

After eating, Yu Yong didn't stay any longer, Jiang Quan and Yu Zhenling personally sent him out.

After Yu Yong's car left, Jiang Quan sighed, and said with some regret: "I originally thought that she has your brother to teach, and it will be easy for her to enter a university in the future. Your brother is famous, but I didn't expect your brother to be angry. .”

Yu Zhenling glanced at him angrily, "Do you believe her when she says she can paint Chinese paintings? Fortunately, it didn't affect Xinran, so don't make random ideas in the future!"

"I asked her not to enter the entertainment industry today and go back to study, but she said she was going to Zhouda?" Jiang Quan shook his head, "Zhouda is so easy to go to? So it's good to have a teacher to teach her."

"You're not very young, but you have a high mind. Since you can talk to her, just tell her. If you can convince my dad to entrust her to let her go to T University, let alone Zhou University, she shouldn't even think about it. " Yu Zhenling didn't want to hear about Meng Fu anymore.

While the two were talking, Meng Fu also came out.

Yu Zhenling immediately stopped talking.

"Fu'er, are you going back tonight?" Jiang Quan glanced at her.

Meng Fu let out a "hmm", and finally found a chance to give the kit to Jiang Quan, and asked him to give it to Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Quan held it in his hand and looked at it, but didn't see it: "What is this?"

Meng Fu took the key and was about to go out. He said casually, "I drew the talisman."

Yu Zhenling, who was about to go back, turned to look at the kit in Jiang Quan's hand after hearing the words, "How many times have I told you how many times I've told you that it's useful to learn more Yes, it’s not bad for you. People of the older generation are not as ignorant as you, this is T City, it’s different from the ones in your mountains, what use are you ghosts and ghosts to your grandfather?”

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Meng Fu: Can you make me money? If not, just shut up.

233 see you tomorrow