Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

Those who come to see the art exhibition are people who love art.

Not to mention whether this group of people in suits and serious ties love art, why is it that no one is discussing paintings at an art exhibition?
One or two of them were shouting: Mr. Zhao, you are here, Mr. Xiao, you are here too, Mr. Luo, what a coincidence...

Jiang Niannian scanned the whole place, only a few people stopped in front of the painting, and the rest of the group chatted about something.

This is not even pretending.

The woman still couldn't hold it back and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Huo Qi.

[Can you take these people away?Talking about projects, this is an art exhibition! 】

[Received, my dear wife. 】

After Huo Qi received the news, he immediately issued instructions to the bosses.

As soon as the chatting bosses received the order, they dispersed like birds and animals. They turned around and ran to the painting one by one and began to admire it without any end.

Mr. Zhao: "This painting is good, but why is the tail of this bird red?"

Mr. Luo: “Because this is a rooster.”

Mr. Zhao: "Ah, rooster, roar, that's right. It's so vivid. It's such a great painting."

Mr. Xiao: "The scenery in this painting must be Qiankun Mountain."

Mr. Luo: "Mr. Xiao has good eyesight. It can be seen from this. It seems that he often uses art to cultivate himself."

Mr. Xiao: "Hey, ridiculous praise, ridiculous praise, isn't it written on the top of the mountain of Qiankun?"

Mr. Luo Mr. Zhao:...

Mr. Wang: "Look, this lake looks like a lake from up close, but from a distance it looks like an eye."

Mr. Xiao: "Yes, how could it be so magical?"

Mr. Zhao: “The signature is the Eye of the World, so this is a lake.”

Mr. Luo curled his lips: "You two are still the best ones to discuss projects. Seeing art in this place is really defiled."

Mr. Zhao, Mr. Xiao and Mr. Wang: “Hey, you seem to be saying this as a compliment.”

Mr. Luo: "Master Huo is here."

Mr. Zhao: “This painting is wonderful.”

Mr. Xiao: “This is only because it exists in heaven.”

Mr. Wang: "I'm so impressed..."

Jiang Niannian pursed her lips and watched Huo Qi coming with some resentment. If there weren't so many people around, she would have wanted to cover his face with her fist.

"Take your people and leave." The woman lowered her voice with a stiff smile in front of her face.

Huo Qi hugged her and comforted her in a gentle voice: "They are full of copper odor and come here to be influenced by art."

"Can you ask them to discuss it in a lower voice?"

"Of course." Huo Qi glanced over with a sharp look and shut up immediately.

The art exhibition area has returned to quiet.

Those who came to see the exhibition were either Jiang Niannian's juniors or friends, or Huo Qi's friends, some partners who had heard about it, and some fringe figures.

The whole exhibition can be said to be a mixed bag.

Those who engage in art and those who engage in business are clearly identifiable.

After Huo Qi comforted his wife, he went to the bosses and said, "At least you are wearing something artistic. There is no artistic quality in this dull suit."

Mr. Zhao immediately unbuttoned his suit, took off his suit and put it on his forearm: "Isn't it good to look like this?"

Mr. Luo gave up struggling and just flattered him: "Master Huo is dressed like a college student today. We old guys can't compare."

Mr. Xiao agreed: "Yes, yes, yes."

Mr. Wang agreed: "Yes, yes, yes." Huo Qi likes to be praised for being like a college student, so that he and his wife are a perfect match.

When the exhibition was open for one day, these bosses stayed for two hours and then left in groups.

Jiang Niannian and several art students discussed around a painting. Discussing with people who know painting was a kind of collision of souls. Many details coincided with each other, which was very enjoyable.

Xu Yuhan lost two pounds for her best friend's art exhibition, cleaning, security and welcoming guests.

I even feel that I am not so tired after a whole day of class.

The girl stood at the door with a strong effort, her blurred eyes slowly... unfocused, her head clicking back and forth like a chicken pecking at rice.

Trapped to new heights.

"Girl Xu, if you don't go in and look at the paintings, why are you standing here?" The visitor was Fu Zhouxin, who had just been discharged from the hospital.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and looking bookish. His face was rosy and he had some fat on his face, and he looked in much better condition.

Standing behind him and pushing the wheelchair was his recently remarried lover, Su Jinxiu.

She is dressed in an elegant cheongsam, elegant and intellectual, with a smile on her face.

It can be seen that the two of them have dressed up carefully to participate in the art exhibition.

"Uncle Fu, Aunt Su, you are here too. I'm going to tell Nian Nian and Huo Qi. She will be happy." Xu Yuhan suddenly woke up from her nap and ran in in a flash.

Fu Zhouxin and Su Jinxiu looked at each other. At their age and state of mind, they were filled with joy when they saw these lively children.

Jiang Niannian and Huo Qi came upon hearing the news.

Seeing the teacher who was recovering from his illness and the teacher's wife who was smiling, they felt happy in their hearts.

"Teacher, are your legs feeling better?" Huo Qi squatted beside Fu Zhouxin.

"Don't worry, I'm in good health." Fu Zhouxin patted his shoulder, a little impatient and wanted to go inside and take a look: "Stop crowding around me, go in and take a look at Nian Yatou's painting exhibition, your wife is nagging It’s been a long time.”

Su Jinxiu stood behind with a smile all the time. Sometimes people live well, don't they?You can tell it from his smile.

During this period of remarriage, she was indeed more practical and happy than she had been in the past year.

Following the arrival of Fu Zhouxin and Su Jinxiu, Zhen Guoqing, who was far away in City A, also appeared at the entrance of the exhibition.

He is very old, and there was an award ceremony that wanted to give him an award before. Even though we arranged round-trip air tickets, we were unable to invite him.

Who knows!He actually appeared in the painting exhibition of a low-class painter.

Some of the young people who came to see the exhibition naturally knew this senior figure who played an important role in the art world.

"Oh my God, is that white-haired one Master Zhen?"

"I'll go! If I remember correctly, this is just a junior girl from our school. How can we invite big names in the art world?"

"I heard that Master Zhen has been in seclusion for many years and has not appeared in the public eye for a long time."

"Oh my God, today is a great day. Go get an autograph."

The people around me murmured that it was an art hall after all and they didn't dare to make any noise.

When Jiang Niannian heard that her teacher had also arrived, she quickly went to the door to greet him regardless of his weight.

Huo Qi broke his mother's heart, supporting his little pregnant woman and nagging: "Little ancestor, be careful."

She was as happy as a child, with stars in her eyes: "Teacher, aren't you unable to fly? Why are you here?"

"I can't fly, why can't I fly?"

"Then how many days did you sit on the boat?" Jiang Niannian naturally knew that taking a boat was slower than flying. In fact, taking a boat was not much better than flying.

Zhen Guoqing was working hard all around, and his body and bones were indeed a little tired, but he worked tirelessly for his disciple's painting exhibition.

(End of this chapter)