Chapter 248 You call this Waterloo?
After making an appointment with Deng Yudi to communicate more in the group, Li Yan returned to the dormitory and began to organize his thoughts.

How the platform handles issues at the level of GPS positioning is not what he needs to consider now.

From the perspective of how to achieve it, the worst that can happen is that you can directly purchase the service of Awesome Maps.

He still had to come up with a real plan from an idealized perspective first, put forward requirements for the algorithm, and then officially start it and let Chen Fan and Deng Yudi participate, at least to make a prototype.

Then, through the operations required by the software ecosystem, requirements are put forward to the system in turn, which in turn forces system design.

Even if you want to build a castle in the air, you have to start with a pen. If you only have ideas every day, they will become empty talk.

Li Yan named the small group of himself, Chen Fan and Deng Yudi "Change the World", which received an enthusiastic response from Deng Yudi.

Chen Fan has been anxious these days watching Li Yan sharing all kinds of information in the group.

Because he could not keep up with Li Yan's speed, he had just digested a wave of information when the next stage of content was uploaded to the group.

Fortunately, Deng Yudi, who actively asked questions in the group, let him know that he was not the only one who could not keep up.

May 5th, a day that was somehow given a special meaning.

A wise man once asked why only China celebrates 520, which fully demonstrated his ambition to let Chinese language dominate the world.

But the protagonist of this day is Yang Chengzhang.

Don’t get me wrong, 09 in 520 was just a small carnival on the Internet.

Li Yan's paintings have gone through the gallery exhibition and auction process and finally have results.

Yang Chengzhang's tone on the phone was very steady, and it was hard to tell whether the result was good or bad. Anyway, he asked Li Yan to meet him in the studio at ten o'clock in the morning.

It's Wednesday now, and Lao Yang really doesn't treat Li Yan as a student.

Li Yan was actually very interested in both the gallery exhibition and the auction, but the exhibition was on May Day and he had no chance to participate in the competition.

And the auction...is not up to standard.

Those who do not participate in the auction are not allowed to enter, and the painting is signed by Yang Chengzhang, so what does it have to do with Li Yan?

As soon as Li Yan walked into the second floor of the New Taipei Mu Sheng Art Institute, he saw Yang Chengzhang standing in front of the window.

"Master, did you see me walking over here?"

"Why don't you look at the window?" Yang Chengzhang combed his hair, looking much more energetic. "Let's go, let's go."

After entering the studio and closing the door, Li Yan immediately heard Yang Chengzhang's sigh of relief.

"What's the matter, Master? You've made me nervous."

"I didn't see you ask me about the situation, but I didn't see you were nervous." Yang Chengzhang took out an envelope from his pocket, which looked a bit thick, and asked, "Guess?"

The old man gave a weird smile.

"I don't know. If there's an envelope, it must have been sold. Master, just tell me directly."

"Fifteen thousand." Yang Chengzhang opened the envelope, revealing a thick stack of red bills.

Li Yan didn't even raise an eyebrow.

This time it was Yang Chengzhang's turn to be confused. Was his disciple shocked by the amount of money?

He suddenly narrowed his eyes and thought of a core issue. "You little kid, are you thinking about the distribution issue? Don't worry, you are my last disciple. I will charge 50,000 yuan for the nominal fee of 150,000 yuan, and you can take 100,000 yuan."

"Thank you, Master." After Li Yan said this, he actually sighed slightly.

Yang Chengzhang was completely confused. This was 100,000 yuan. This kid earned 100,000 yuan from a painting, but he was still not satisfied?

When I was having lunch with Tan Li that day at noon, he clearly said that Li Yan came from an ordinary family!

Which ordinary family can raise a child like this?

"Master, how much can you earn from your usual paintings?"

"That's a huge difference. The guaranteed price should be this much." Yang Chengzhang patted the envelope in his hand. "Why are you so ambitious?"

"Waterloo." Li Yan shook his head.

"Boy," Yang Chengzhang pushed Li Yan to sit on the chair, with a serious face, "You have to pay taxes for the auction, and you have to pay Red Dragon for the labor fee. If you do it all together, 150,000 is not a small amount. My signature is valuable, but it's not just a piece of white paper. It's your first painting and someone is buying it. Red Dragon looks at you with new eyes. It's good to be ambitious, but don't be too arrogant."

"At least, you don't have any paintings that can't be sold at this price even if your name is on them, right?" "That's right."

Li Yan made a speechless expression, "Doesn't that mean this painting is the worst among the ones signed by you?"

"Tsk... You little guy, a junior high school student, can..."

"Master." Li Yan said seriously, "Since you regard me as your last disciple, you should use this status to make demands on me, not some junior high school student."

Yang Chengzhang licked his lips and patted Li Yan's shoulder heavily, "I didn't make a mistake in choosing you. I was afraid that you would be too arrogant, but I was also afraid that you would not be arrogant enough. Now it seems that I was worrying too much."

However, seeing that Li Yan was still unhappy, Yang Chengzhang explained:

"You shouldn't say 'the worst batch', you can only say the batch that sold the lowest. The two are not necessarily related."

Li Yan's eyes lit up.

"As long as this painting is put on the auction, it will be a commodity. In addition to the value brought by the name, it also has to cater to the tastes of the buyers. You put a lot of effort into this painting, and the skills are good. Although the buyers are also very appreciative, they are not painters after all, and they will not be moved by your skills."

"No way?"

"What I said is a bit absolute. If you want your paintings to be valuable, they need to be judged by their craftsmanship and have a name with special meaning. And I'm not dead yet."

Li Yan smiled.

Yang Chengzhang slapped Li Yan on the head and said, "My disciple, I am sincere and sincere to you, but you don't even give me a way out. You are just smiling. Don't you know that it is taboo for the elderly to talk about death?"

"Master, may you live as long as the Southern Mountains!" Li Yan bowed.

"Alas, goodbye. Living to eighty is enough. What's the point of living that long?"

Lose, I've told you the good and the bad.

Yang Chengzhang solemnly slapped the envelope into Li Yan's hand and said, "Boy, if you want to attract more attention at the auction, you have to draw women."

"Master, you have never painted before, so don't bother me."

Yang Chengzhang showed a playful expression.

"Small...small treasury?" Li Yan looked around and suddenly felt that there might be a secret passage here.

"I'll show it to you when you're old enough to appreciate it."

Damn... Old man, give me some gold coins!
Li Yan opened the envelope and prepared to count out 50,000 yuan to give to Yang Chengzhang. After hesitating for a moment, he thought that the painting's selling price depended entirely on Yang Chengzhang's name, so he simply divided it in half.

"Don't divide it. I can see that you have never taken so much money before. You don't even know the amount." Yang Chengzhang clapped his hands and smiled. "I will just deduct your 50,000 and only take out 100,000."

Li Yan looked at Yang Chengzhang's successful appearance.

What a fun little old man.

"Do you have any ideas for your next painting?"

"Have."

"Tell me."

“As you said, painting women.”

Yang Chengzhang actually hissed, "Where did this woman come from? She wants my model resources so soon?"

"In my head."

"Oh~" Yang Chengzhang smiled with wrinkles all over his face, "This is incredible, you are still young, hold on."

"Master, don't worry. It's just an illusion."

"Ok?"

"All kinds of wonderful moments are frozen in the illusion of my mind, nothing more, maybe it's someone, maybe it's no one."

"Boy, you're talking about philosophy with me." Yang Chengzhang said this, but his expression was a satisfied smile, and he rubbed Li Yan's head.

However, his beloved disciple's next words froze his expression:
“I want to use my own name.”

(End of this chapter)

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