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Chapter 65, change

Shagou's coquettish operation can't beat Lu An and Meng Qingchi.

What a fucking shame!
Comrade Gao Yao, how on earth did you cultivate this superb talent?
Now that there are so many people, Lu An can't beat the dog, but he made a note of it in the small book, waiting for the settlement after the fall.

Grandma is a bear!If you don't hit Fang Jiewa for three days, it seems that you still have less fights.

At the same time, I was also thinking about it, in the future I have to find a way to make it wake up, it is best to let it learn to touch itself, otherwise everything depends on others, how can this work?
The second painting is different from the first one, focusing on the side.

Zeng Xin is very conscious of dedicating himself to art. Not only did he unbutton his coat, but also the bottoming underwear inside has retreated to the bottom of the mountainside, half crisp and half upright, completely revealing his career line.

Not to mention, although this woman looks ordinary, she has quite a lot of capital, visually adding C.

Because of the foundation of the first painting, Lu An had a good understanding of Zeng Xin's expression in his heart, so the second painting was completed very quickly.

Before three o'clock in the afternoon, the brushes were put away.

"End?"

Seeing Lu An put the paintbrush aside and stop continuing, Zeng Xin, who was aware of it for the first time, immediately asked.

"It's over, come and have a look." Lu Ann rubbed his sore wrist and said.

When Zeng Xin came to the easel, he was silent for a long time before saying a word sincerely:

"I like this one very much. I wonder if I can complete a portrait of this level in my lifetime?"

Luan also felt that the second one was better, more eye-catching and more satisfying.

But I don't know how to comfort the other party. After all, painting is like mathematics, and it really requires talent and understanding.

There are many people in this world who have worked hard but have no results. Forcibly comforting people may make people more sad.

Yu Wanzhi also seemed to prefer the second one. After staring at the oil painting for ten minutes, he suddenly asked Zeng Xin:
"Miss Zeng, can I part with this painting?"

This question was very abrupt, and the people present who asked the question were all stunned.

Yu Wanzhi himself seemed to realize it, and after asking, he smiled reservedly at Lu An, obviously understanding that he shouldn't ask on this occasion.

Zeng Xin was a little surprised, and turned to look at her, as if saying: The master is right in front of you, wouldn't it be more meaningful to ask her to draw you a picture?

Yu Wanzhi is so smart, he guessed the other person's mind in an instant, and explained apologetically: "I rarely buy paintings, and occasionally I find one I like, it's just a matter of eye luck, I was abrupt just now."

At this time, Chen Quan, who had witnessed Lu An's painting all the way, interjected: "Good eyesight, this painting is suitable for participating in the Chinese Oil Painting Exhibition."

Chen Quan's tone was solemn, and he spoke very seriously. Although his words were short, he spoke highly of them. This time, he had no intention of echoing Yu Wanzhi at all.At the same time, he also inadvertently revealed his unusualness.

Is the Chinese Oil Painting Exhibition something that ordinary people can participate in if they want to?

And this painting is also from the hands of a novice painter who has no reputation.

But that's what Chen Quan said, his tone was steady, he said it firmly, and he said it with confidence.

Hearing this, Lu An took a special look at Chen Quan, and slowly equated the person in front of him with the person in his heart.

Hearing this, and hearing Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan express their appreciation for the painting at the same time, Zeng Xin was both happy and helpless.

Rejoice that this high-quality oil painting is now its own.

Helpless, she had already known from Zhou Kun how awesome these two were, and she really didn't want to spoil each other because of this painting.

She is also a professional painter, she is still young, and she also dreams of becoming famous. If she can get in touch with the other party through this painting, it will be extremely good.

However, she really likes this portrait, the one that hits the spot right away.

On one side is his friend, and on the other side is the person he is willing to love with his life, Zhou Kun stepped forward in time to smooth things over, and brought the topic to the outside, saying meaningfully:
"I agree with Uncle Chen's words, but if Uncle Chen has seen another painting, he probably has another idea."

As he said that, Zhou Kun looked at Lu An without hesitation, his eyes were burning, and he almost made it clear.

Yu Wanzhi and Chen Quan looked at each other, and then looked at Lu An together.

The two of them knew that Lu An had an oil painting called "Eternity", and they traveled all the way here from Shanghai just for this painting.

It's not that these two portraits today are not good, but they can clearly see that Lu Ann's randomness and not injecting too much self-thought into them, so in essence, they are very different from "eternal".

Zeng Xin didn't know that the two of them came for "eternity", but it didn't prevent him from looking at Lu An curiously.

Meng Qingchi was also a little surprised, and couldn't help guessing in his heart, could it be that Xiaoan still has a very remarkable painting in his possession?
Seeing the five people staring at him together, Lu An understood, understood, understood.

While he was relieved, he was even a little proud.

He had been secretly guessing since yesterday, and now that the guessing was finally confirmed, these two people came for him.

Or for "eternity".

Damn Hippie, it's not easy being a riddler.

At this moment, he knew that he could no longer pretend, everyone had a showdown, and this was his chance.

The opportunity I have been waiting for.

Whether he can hug his thigh or not is not discussed, but this is the closest he has come to "opportunity" since he was reborn, and he will definitely give it a try.

Not to mention, under the watchful eyes of several people, Lu An said casually: "Ha! It seems that I have not been able to keep this little secret from me. Okay, let's take a look and hope to give some suggestions."

The words are very humble, but the actions are not humble at all.He rummaged through a pile of blank canvases in the corner of the room, then took out a painting, and immediately put it there without greeting or explaining the connotation of his painting.

Although he desperately wanted to hug his thigh, he also wanted to use his own painting to test the opponent's level?
Try how much the other party weighs?

As the old saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing. In his previous life, he was quite curious about how much "Chen Quan" was praised by noble people.

As soon as the "eternal" oil painting came out, from Lu An's perspective, Chen Quan seemed to be different.

I saw his small eyes narrowed suddenly, and then he was the first to reach the oil painting in two or three steps.

Standing straight at first, then bending over to look.

It's just that once you bend your waist, you won't be able to straighten up again.Staring at the oil painting at close range, Chen Quan's expressionless face from yesterday until now finally changed.

First, he looked solemn.

Then it turned into confusion?
Finally fell into contemplation.
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