Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 612 Lin Jiaojiao is crazy

"Brother Shui, the benefits of this competition are particularly good, the money is secondary, the key is the 30 plus points..."

Shen Tianfang was still there, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"I feel that as a member of the Provincial Soviet Central Committee, I have the self-consciousness to fight for honor for the Provincial Soviet Central Committee, so I decided to participate in the calligraphy and painting competition."

"It's fine if you're willing to participate, Brother Shui. You see, the benefits of this competition are very good. Money or not is secondary. The key is..."

Shen Tianfang repeated what he said just now as if he had opened the gate.

He was talking vigorously when he suddenly stopped.

Liu Dao's gaze was so hot that it almost melted him.

"Uh... what did you just say? You agreed to participate?"

Shen Tianfang stammered and looked at Fu Bao.

Fu Bao glanced at him indifferently: "If you don't want me to participate, I don't have to."

"No, no, no!" Shen Tianfang's eyes glowed with excitement: "I'm so happy. You are finally willing to participate. Let me tell you, you are really right to participate in this competition. The money is not the money... Sigh , how did you leave? I haven't finished yet!"

The three of Fu Bao ran away like a ghost.

After the three of them ran to the cafeteria, Jiang Qianqian patted her chest in shock.

"Oh my god, I never knew that Shen Tianfang was actually a Tang monk, it almost broke me. Brother Shui, did you agree because you were bothered by nagging?"

Fu Bao was silent for three seconds, and replied firmly: "Yes!"

Xiaolan glanced at her.

Why did she think that Fubao joined because of money?

Lin Jiaojiao didn't go to class these days, she was waiting at home for a letter from the Painting Association.

She believed that her ability would definitely make the Painting Association look at her differently.

In fact, when the painting association received her painting, they were all blown up.

Yuan Danqing from the Painting Association trembled when he received the painting.

"Like, like!"

He admired the painting excitedly, and the scene in the painting was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

That was the village where he went to the countryside.

When he was sent to the village, he was more than a dead man. It was a child named Fu Bao who saved him. That child not only saved his life, but also inspired his courage to survive.

In order to thank this child, he wanted to take this child as an apprentice and teach him everything he had learned in his life.

It's a pity that he has no fate with this child.

Because this kid draws better pictures than he does.

After returning to the capital, he also went to look for this child and wanted to take him to the capital to train him well.Who knew that when he went to the village again, the village kept secret about the whereabouts of the child, and he would never find the child again.

Unexpectedly, decades later, he actually saw the painting with the child Bifeng again.

He was so excited that he wished he could fly to Su City immediately and ask what kind of relationship this painting sender had with Fu Bao.

"Old Qi, old Qi..."

He took the painting and ran to the office of Mr. Qi, the president of the Painting Association, with a look of excitement on his face: "I'll show you a painting."

Old Qi was painting, as if he didn't hear Yuan Danqing's voice at all.

Yuan Danqing knew that he was reckless, suppressed the excitement in his heart, stood aside and watched Qi Lao Huahua.

Looking at it, I was completely immersed in Qi Lao's painting.

When Mr. Qi received the last sum, Yuan Danqing was still drawing Mr. Qi's brushstrokes with his bare hands.

Qi Lao took the pen off the pen holder and didn't bother Yuan Danqing, but ran to the sink to wash his hands.

After he drank a cup of tea, Yuan Danqing woke up from the painting.

"Old Qi, your writing skills have improved again, and I have learned a lot."

Yuan Danqing looked adoring.

Old Qi smiled and said kindly: "Why are you here today? Are you not busy with the Art Association?"

Although Qi Lao is the president of the painting association, but because of his advanced age, he basically doesn't care about things, and most of the time he lets go to Yuan Danqing who was brought out by himself.

When Yuan Danqing heard this, he became excited again.

"Old Qi, I'll show you a painting."

Old Qi walked slowly towards the desk, and said with a smile, "What? Have you found a good seed again?"

Yuan Danqing's blood surged with excitement: "What a good seedling, it's like pearls and jade."

"Oh?" Elder Qi couldn't help but look at Yuan Danqing, it's really rare that Yuan Danqing can feel ashamed.

"Look!"

After Yuan Danqing unfolded the painting, Qi Lao's pupils shrank.

"This this……"

"How is it? Is it gem-level?"

Yuan Danqing showed off proudly, as if the painting was drawn by himself.

"Great! Great!"

It took a long time for old Qi to let out an admiration.

"Old Yuan, you have done a great job this time. Quick, quick, send this painter to our painting association. By the way, you can invite it yourself."

"it is good!"

Yuan Danqing was also very happy, maybe, he will be able to meet the original savior during this trip.

Fubao was six years old at the beginning, so many years have passed, Fubao should be more than 40 years old, right?
What gift should he bring?
By the way, Fu Bao likes to draw, why don't you bring some brushes, ink, paper and inkstones.

He has collected a peerless Duan inkstone, which has been worth 2000 million after the appreciation over the years, so he will definitely like this inkstone as a gift to Fubao.

It's not enough to have an inkstone alone, and I will give you a pen.

By the way, he also has a collection of Song Huizong's pen, which he bought at an auction in the United States for 100 million US dollars more than ten years ago.

Then send some paper and ink, which can be regarded as four gifts.

Yuan Danqing was thinking about what kind of gift to bring as a meeting gift, and the excited voice of Qi Lao came from his ear: "No, you can go with this kind of wizard, I will go too."

"what?"

"Ah, what? Do you want to rob someone from me?"

Yuan Danqing: ...

Is there a difference?Aren't they all from the Painting Association?

Qi Lao sneered: "What's the use of you snatching this kind of wizard? Can you give him pointers? You see, although the artistic conception of this painting is beautiful and the writing is like a god's help, it is always lacking. Following you can make him better. One floor?"

I have to say that ginger is still spicy.

If it wasn't for the poor painting, Fubao wouldn't have thrown it away.

Yuan Danqing felt that he had been deeply hurt, and looked at his mentor resentfully.

When Lin Jiaojiao received the call at the villa, she was shocked.

She didn't come back to herself until she put down the phone.

"What's wrong? Jiaojiao, who is calling? Is that bitch urging us to move?"

Lin Jiaojiao shook her head and looked at Zhang Hanzhi.

Her painting was taken by the president and vice president of the painting association!

And both of them are going to come to see her, according to the meaning on the phone, Mr. Qi intends to accept her as his apprentice!
Oh my god, old Qi of the painting association wants to take her as an apprentice, so wouldn't she be able to walk across the whole country in the future?
That's Mr. Qi from the Painting Association. His disciples are all over the world, and they all have a strong influence in the world.

Her face was flushed with excitement, her hands were tightly squeezed, and her body was shaking.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom."

Zhang Hanzhi was terrified, she just answered the phone, why did Lin Jiaojiao's face turn red as if she had a fever?

"I'm fine!"

Lin Jiaojiao waved Zhang Hanzhi's hand away, resisting the urge to jump up, and said in a natural tone: "It's nothing, but Mr. Qi from the Painting Association wants to come to the door in person and ask me to be his apprentice."

"Bang!" The cup in Zhang Hanzhi's hand fell to the ground.

After a long time, Zhang Hanzhi cried loudly: "Oh my god, come quickly, Jiaojiao is crazy..."

　Thank you miraitowa~yun for your reward, okay.

　　Thank you to all the little fairies for your votes, love you, meme.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)