Krypton makes me super god

Chapter 16 What is a Genius

Qin Nuanyu accepted Yang Xiaofan's painting, but she didn't talk to Yang Xiaofan in a class, which made Yang Xiaofan very depressed.

Didn't it mean that if you take the initiative, you can successfully flirt with girls?

Why do you seem to be a failure?
He is so handsome and talented.

Life is so hard.

At this time, there was a message on his mobile phone WeChat, Yang Xiaofan looked down, it was none other than Mu Shuyu.

"Are you there?"

"Yes. What's the matter?"

"I have a few friends who want to buy your paintings. I don't know if you have time and can we meet up."

"of course can."

Yang Xiaofan agreed without hesitation.

He needs money so much!
I just earned 1000 million, but I was beaten up by myself, and now there are more than 100 million left.

Moreover, there are many things in the mall that need money to buy.

This golden finger wants to improve, but without money, it is difficult to move an inch.

"Then when are you free?"

"Noon will do."

"Okay, at noon, I'll send someone to pick you up."

"it is good."

Now that he has a way to make money, Yang Xiaofan is no longer so annoying. After school, he rushed out of the class door immediately.

Just as Qin Nuanyu raised her head, she saw Yang Xiaofan running out without looking back.

Angrily, she clenched her little pink fist, clenched her silver teeth, and said bitterly:

"What are you doing running so fast? I don't want to talk to you anymore."

She had already lost her anger, and when she was about to leave school, she told Yang Xiaofan again, but it turned out that this guy was fine, he just ignored her for a long time, and ran away without looking back, obviously just leaving herself in the air aside.

This hateful guy, never talk to him again!

Yang Xiaofan only cared about making money, how could he think of Qin Nuanyu's small thoughts?
As soon as he came to the gate of the school, he saw a Rolls Royce parked at the gate of the campus.

In Yang Xiaofan's eyes, the elegant and majestic car body exudes the smell of money, and he can't help being a little envious again.

As expected of a rich man, he sent someone to borrow him, and his car was a Rolls-Royce!
The driver politely invited him into the car, and took him straight to Subei Mu's Group.

"So she is from the Mu Group!"

Only then did Yang Xiaofan understand why Mu Shuyu was so rich.Mu's Group is a well-known large enterprise in northern Jiangsu, with a market value of more than 500 billion.

He was taken by the driver to a reception room upstairs, where he met Mu Shuyu.

Today, she is wearing a silver-gray professional OL suit, her long legs are wrapped in thin stockings, her slender and beautiful feet are wearing high-heeled shoes of the same color as the suit, her overall attire reveals an intellectual beauty.

Yang Xiaofan couldn't help but think of some action love movie clips.

"Mr. Yang, you are here."

Mu Shuyu stretched out her small hand and shook Yang Xiaofan's hand, it was still so soft.

"You said someone wants to buy my painting, where is the person?"

"They're all here."

Mu Shuyu yelled towards the other side, and several well-dressed men slowly came out from behind.

"Brother Yang, it's you, what a coincidence?"

To Yang Xiaofan's surprise, one of them was actually Liu Hu.

"Mr. Liu, you are here too."

A strange color flashed across Mu Shuyu's eyes.

"President Liu and Mr. Yang know each other?"

"Hey, last night, there was some misunderstanding. But now, we have turned our battles into friendship. Mr. Yang, you are a strange person! What I didn't expect is that you are still a master painter!"

"I didn't expect that you, a big bastard, would still like to buy paintings."

Liu Hu touched his bald head and smiled.

"I'm not keeping up with the trend. Buying a few paintings, cultivating sentiments, and passing them on to future generations is another fortune."

Yang Xiaofan nodded.

"Then who are these?"

Mu Shuyu quickly introduced to him:

"This is Mr. Chen of the Chen Group. This is a Chinese painting artist, Mr. Ma Dabao. He is very famous in our entire China. And this is Mr. Yu Chengliyu, who is from a foreign company. He is also a collector who is keen on collecting calligraphy and painting.”

"So that's the case. What kind of painting do you want?"

Liu Hu is a big bastard, he directly opened his throat and said:
"Anything is fine. I don't pick anything. As long as it's a good painting."

Mr. Ma smiled and said:

"Before I buy a painting, I want to take a look at Mr. Yang's painting skills. I wonder if Mr. Yang can show it."

"no problem."

Yang Xiaofan nodded.

"However, I have to go back and get my painting supplies."

"I have."

Mu Shuyu directly asked someone to take out a set of painting tools.

She herself likes to draw, and usually draws by herself, and her strength is not low, but it is far inferior to Yang Xiaofan's skills.

After Yang Xiaofan got the painting tools, he didn't have too many ideas, he just picked up the brush, slurped and started to paint.

"Hi~!"

Seeing the way he started to paint, at that moment, Mr. Ma, Mu Shuyu, and Mr. Yu couldn't help but all gasped.

They all know how to draw, and they all have certain strengths. It is precisely because of this that they can tell at a glance how powerful Yang Xiaofan's painting skills are!
Only Liu Hu, an uneducated old man, couldn't understand it at all, but felt that Yang Xiaofan's paintings were very smooth.

However, in order to show that he is not so different, he also took a deep breath.

In just 2 minutes, an exquisite picture of mountains falling into water was perfectly presented to everyone.

At this moment, everyone seemed to be immersed in a mountain waterfall.

This is the charm of painting. As long as you work hard enough, a piece of paper is enough to present a small world!

In the midst of everyone's shock, Liu Hu was the first to let out an exclamation.

"Niubi! You can draw a picture in 2 minutes, Brother Yang, you are faster than a printer!"

"what!"

The three of Mu Shuyu were shocked again. They checked the time, and it was only 2 minutes.

"My God! Mr. Yang, you are truly the genius with the most talent in painting that I have ever seen! With your strength alone, there are only a handful of people in China who can match you!"

Mr. Ma couldn't help but exclaim.

It is already very rare to be able to draw to the extreme.

To make this painting within 2 minutes requires more than just talent.

This is the golden rice bowl bestowed on Yang Xiaofan by God!
You know, even for him, a top painter in the country, it takes hours or even days to paint a perfect painting.

And his perfect paintings, their strength is not as good as Yang Xiaofan's paintings.

One can imagine the gap!

(End of this chapter)