Merry doctor pretty nurse

Indeed, copying is copying, and it is not as good as original at all.

Because copying still has a taste of plagiarism, so what if the painting is better than the original?Still an imitation!

Therefore, on the basis of copying, talking about transcendence is purely ridiculous.

Although Lin Xiaowen is narcissistic, in some respects, he is still very self-aware.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, anyway, in my eyes, my Xiaowen is the best." Gao Yuan acted coquettishly.

Lin Xiaowen could only respond with a wry smile, sometimes there is no reason to talk to women at all.

"Wait a minute, when the painting is done, we'll go to your house." Lin Xiaowen held Gao Yuan's hand and said softly.

"Enen!" Gao Yuan nodded quickly with a happy face.

An hour later, around six o'clock, the painting was air-dried.

Lin Xiaowen rolled it up carefully.

"Go buy tea, and then buy some fruit for your mother." Lin Xiaowen got into the car and said.

"Okay! I listen to you."

Gao Yuan obediently followed and got into the car. At this time, she was already impressed by Lin Xiaowen's powerful internal and external charm, and her happiness index in her heart was full. It would be strange if she didn't become a good woman.

Next, Lin Xiaowen and Gao Yuan went to buy some tea and fruit, then returned to the municipal committee compound.

"Yuanyuan, I'm so nervous when I go to your house for the first time! Will your father, who is such a high official, scare me out of breath!" Lin Xiaowen patted his chest, worried.

"No, my father is actually very easy-going." Gao Yuan said with a smile.

In fact, this is not the first time Lin Xiaowen has met his parents. When he was in the Northeast, he met Meng Siyao's parents. In fact, that was the case, but in order to show that he cared, Lin Xiaowen naturally had to pretend to be nervous.

Not to mention a high secretary, even Ye Zicheng, Lin Xiaowen would not have any pressure!

Of course, Ye Zicheng's level is definitely not as good as that of Secretary Gao. As the secretary of the Shanghai Municipal Committee, that level is equivalent to that of an ancient local prince, a hegemony-level existence.

But Ye Zicheng's circle of gangsters is a circle of aristocrats, with a huge family background, so in comparison, Ye Zicheng is not much worse than Gao Yuan's father, Secretary Gao.

"It's almost there."

Lin Xiaowen laughed.

Soon they came to Gao Yuan's house.

Gao Yuan took out the key, opened the door, and walked in, "There's no need to change your shoes, I'll mop the floor tonight."

Lin Xiaowen nodded, stepped on the floor and walked in.

Just when I came to the living room, I saw a woman in her 50s and said with a smile, "You must be Lin Xiaowen!"

"Hello, Auntie!" Lin Xiaowen greeted quickly, "I am Lin Xiaowen."

"Okay, okay, hurry up, come and sit here." Naturally, this woman was Gao Yuan's mother.

"Okay, Auntie, here is some fruit for you." Lin Xiaowen said and handed the fruit to Mother Gao.

Gao's mother said happily: "Thank you." At the same time, she took the fruit over, and she didn't mean to dislike it.

At this time, Gao Tianyi also came out, dressed in casual clothes and a pair of glasses, walked out leisurely, saw Lin Xiaowen, nodded with a smile, and said, "You're here!"

"Hello, Uncle Gao!" Lin Xiaowen also greeted with a smile, and his demeanor was very respectful. Since he followed Gao Yuan, he was acting as Gao Yuan's boyfriend, regardless of whether Gao Tianyi was the secretary of the municipal party committee or an ordinary person. In Lin Xiaowen's eyes, he is his elder, and as an elder, he should have enough respect.

But there is one thing, even if the other party is an elder, if he respects the other party, but the other party doesn't pay much attention to him, then Lin Xiaowen will never be forced to stick to his cold ass!

"sit!"

Gao Tian immediately stretched out his hand and bowed.

Lin Xiaowen sat down, and Gao Tianyi also sat down.

Although Gao Tianyi is at home, even in his speech and demeanor, he has the demeanor of a superior. That kind of official authority is really prestige without anger.

Lin Xiaowen himself spent a short period of time in the officialdom and met many officials. It has to be said that Gao Tianyi's temperament is incomparable to those he has met.

It's no wonder that as soon as Gao Tian is in his fifties, he can sit on the position of Secretary of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee and a member of the Central Committee. If he is lucky, he will have the opportunity to enter the cabinet and reach the pinnacle of power.

"Uncle Gao, this is a gift from me, I hope you don't dislike it." Lin Xiaowenxuan gave Gao Tianyi the painting and tea leaves he drew.

As soon as Gao Tian took it, he put down the tea leaves, and then opened the scroll, his eyes lit up immediately. "Is this the Qingming Festival on the River?"

"En!" Lin Xiaowen nodded and said, "It's just an imitation, not a real one."

"This imitation is not bad, haha... This painter is really a masterpiece! From my point of view, the author has outlined it in one stroke, in one breath, with smooth flow, and in the handling of details, it is lifelike. "Gao Tian opened it slowly, the more he looked, the more energetic he became.

It can be seen that Gao Tianyi also has a lot of insights in the art of painting.

At this moment, Gao Yuan walked over with a smile and said, "Dad, isn't this painting not bad?"

"Enen, that's right! Imitations are also of great collection value. I don't know, where did you buy them?" Gao Tianyi said while looking at them.

"Father, you read it first. Let's talk!"

Gao Yuan's expression at this time was as proud as she could be. She knew that her father seldom praised imitations, but this time, she had a long talk, which was enough to show that she How good Lin Xiaowen is.

Soon, Gao Tianyi looked at the whole painting, with an expression of admiration, "I didn't expect that I couldn't treasure the real one in the Forbidden City, but it's really surprising to be able to get such a fake one! "

"Hehe, as long as you like Uncle Gao, that's fine." Lin Xiaowen's face turned a little red. Although he felt that he played well, he still couldn't draw so well!

In his own opinion, there are still several details, which are only handled in a normal way.

"I like it, I like it!" Gao Tianyi said happily.

"Father, let me tell you something." Gao Yuan suddenly said with a mysterious face.

"Well, let's hear it." Gao Tianyi was in a good mood.

"I didn't buy this painting." Gao Yuan smiled and said, "It's Xiaowen, who copied it for you himself."

"Is it copied by Xiaowen himself?" Gao Tianyi's pupils dilated suddenly, and then looked at Lin Xiaowen, his eyes filled with disbelief, and finally he gave a thumbs up and praised: "You are a talent!"

"Uncle Gao won the award. I am an average painter. As long as Uncle Gao doesn't dislike me, I will be very happy." Lin Xiaowen said modestly.

"Okay, okay, since it was painted by Xiaowen himself, the collection value of this painting is even higher, haha! We will have a few drinks in a while, otherwise, it will be difficult to express the feelings in my heart." Gao Tianyi's gentle and refined image immediately changed, becoming more forthright.

A man, at the right time, will show his boldest side, and it's completely out of love!

It's also why Gao Tianyi is not excited and not happy.

Because he clearly knew that Lin Xiaowen's status in Huaxia, as an expert in the medical team, a temporary member of the dragon team, and his relationship with Ye Zicheng, was enough to become the second Xiao Shaolong back then, enough to create another myth.

Then his status is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.

The works left behind are naturally treasures.

Whether something is worth money depends on who made it. If it is an ancient person, no matter what cat or dog it is, it already has historical significance, so that is another matter.

But in contemporary times, only the identity of this person can reveal the significance of his works.

For example, the relics and even the remains of the founding head of China have become cultural relics, priceless treasures.

Ordinary people, whose remains can become cultural relics?

Another example is that a dumpling made by those big stars can be auctioned for a sky-high price.

For ordinary people, it’s only a few cents!

It goes without saying that the logic is interlinked.

Gao Tianyi believed that when Lin Xiaowen made extraordinary achievements in China, the socks he wore were very precious.

After that, Gao's mother started to prepare meals, while Gao Yuan went to help.

In the living room, there were only Lin Xiaowen and Gao Tianyi.

Gao Tianyi put away the painting carefully, and planned to get a frame to watch it, so as not to damage it due to damp and mold.

After finishing all this, Gao Tianyi returned to his original position. Gao's mother and Gao Yuan were still busy in the kitchen.

Gao Tianyi smiled and said, "Xiaowen, how are you doing?"

Lin Xiaowen was taken aback, "How about what?"

"My daughter!" Gao Tian immediately glanced at Lin Xiaowen with a foolish look.

"That's right, hehe, he's pretty and gentle!" Lin Xiaowen nodded quickly.

"Then I've come to meet my parents this time. When do you plan to take my Yuanyuan to meet your parents, and then the parents on both sides of us will have a talk and we'll get married." Gao Tian said with a smile.

sweat!

Lin Xiaowen couldn't help wiping a cold sweat in his heart, this Gao Tianyi must be too anxious!

"Well... After a while, I will come to pick up Yuanyuan to meet my parents." Although Lin Xiaowen has no parents, he still has a grandfather!That's the parent too.

"Oh, then will you guys get married this year?" Gao Tianyi asked again.

"Probably, maybe, no!" Lin Xiaowen was a little embarrassed.