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Chapter 439 Inviting Master Nian Wan

Wen Yan's expression suddenly became troubled.

This starry sky, even for a layman, is shocking enough.

"Did you really draw this?" Wen Yan asked.

If you can really copy such a perfect starry sky, this Ye Luoluo, why did you copy the simplest still life before?

Ye Luoluo raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "What? Teacher, do you still want me to draw another picture for you on the spot?"

"No... no need..." Wen Yan blushed.

He planned to see Ye Luoluo make a fool of himself, but in the end he made a big fool of himself.

This starry sky is so real that it can be confused with the real one!Without several years of oil painting skills, it is absolutely impossible to do it!
Wen Yan couldn't help but look at Ye Luoluo more.

Ye Luoluo handed in the painting, and then left with a bucket.

Wen Yan didn't leave, he stared blankly at the painting.

Ask yourself, can he copy the famous works of famous painters in such a fast time?
No, it's not possible.

Not to mention a class, even if he is given a year, he may not be able to copy to this level!
That's Van Gogh!
So, Ye Luoluo, who was able to copy the starry sky in such a short time, is actually not a fool?Wasn't it because of luck that Mu Shaotang fell in love with him?
Wen Yan looked at the painting with complicated emotions. On the one hand, he was not very happy when he was slapped in the face. He didn't want to admit that he was wrong.

These paintings were all for him to correct. He wanted to give Ye Luoluo a failing grade against his conscience, but if other people knew about it, they might think he was a villain...

Just then, the phone rang.

It was Mo Yi who called.

Wen Yan answered the phone and said, "Mo Yi, are you here?"

"Here, I'm in your school now, not in the office? I didn't see you in the office."

"Yes, I'm here, I'm coming now, just wait a moment."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Wen Yan hung up the phone, glanced at the starry sky, and hurried towards the office.

In the office, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy stood there indifferently.

According to seniority, Wen Yan should call him senior brother, but Mo Yi is too lazy to argue with him too much, he knows that Wen Yan is a narrow-minded and face-saving person, so let him call someone who is more than ten years younger than him in front of everyone. Brother Ren is an insult to him.

Wen Yan hurried into the office and said, "Mo Yi, why are you standing here? Sit down!"

"No, I'll leave after I finish what the teacher told me."

Wen Yan sat on the desk and said, "Okay, let's talk."

"The teacher asked me to urge you to come and hand in the paintings. You must prepare the paintings for the exhibition before tomorrow evening."

"So fast? Isn't it the day after tomorrow?" Wen Yan's expression changed.

"The painting exhibition hall also needs one night to organize, so it is one night in advance."

Mo Yi raised his eyes and asked in confusion, "What? Don't tell me you haven't prepared the painting that the teacher will use yet?"

You know, most of the students under the president's school had already prepared a month ago.

Mo Yi broke into cold sweat, he said: "No, nothing, I have prepared, tomorrow night, right, I know, I will prepare my painting."

"Yeah." Mo Yi responded, not wanting to say more, and planned to leave.

"By the way, Mo Yi, wait a minute." Wen Yan called him back.

"Anything else?" Mo Yi frowned displeased.

"How is the teacher recently?" Wen Yan asked tentatively.

Mo Yi thought about it carefully, the president has been doing well recently, and he is also in a good mood.

Mo Yi nodded, and said: "Master Nianwan came to the Painting Association some time ago, and left behind a handed down work. Teacher, because of you, Master Anwan, you have been in a good mood recently."

"What? Master Nianwan has appeared?" Wen Yan screamed.

"What's all the fuss about? Master Nianwan can't show up? What's so strange about it?"

Of course it's strange!Master Nianwan is very mysterious, and he rarely appeared in front of everyone before!

Wen Yan forced himself to calm down, and said, "No wonder the teacher is in a good mood."

"Even if the teacher is in a good mood, don't be angry with him. By the way, how are you preparing for the painting? Can you let me take a look, and I will go back and tell the teacher after I finish."

Wen Yan's face suddenly changed.

How could he have prepared any paintings, he had no inspiration at all!
"What? You don't... you're not ready yet, are you?" Mo Yi was suspicious.

"No." Wen Yan said hastily.

"Then let me see."

Wen Yan hesitated for a while, and suddenly remembered the starry sky that Ye Luoluo had handed in earlier.

He tentatively asked: "Mo Yi, can I submit the copied painting?"

"You want to copy? Copying is not good, but it is very easy to make jokes!"

Wen Yan nodded, and said, "Well, I just copied a picture, so I haven't the nerve to tell you all this time, but I guarantee that the finished product is very good, and it can almost be confused with the real one."

"Oh? What is it? Let me see." Mo Yi became interested.

"It's Van Gogh's starry sky."

After saying that, Wen Yan went to the painter and brought over the starry sky.

When Mo Yi saw this starry sky, his expression changed, "Did you really copy this? Your copying skills are so good? Even if you are a teacher..."

Wen Yan explained calmly: "Mo Yi, I have been copying this painting for three years... just finished it..."

"Well, it's really good. If it's this one, the teacher should be happy to see it. Although you didn't enter the painting association, you can copy it like this, which is already better than most of the members."

Hearing this, Wen Yan showed a trace of complacency on his face, and quickly said modestly: "Where, I copied it for a long time before I grasped the essence."

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School in the afternoon.

Ye Luoluo packed her schoolbag and went home.

In the car, Ye Luoluo was sitting in the back row when a phone call came in suddenly.

Ye Luoluo pressed the switch: "Hello, who is it?"

"Is it Master Nianwan! Master! I am the president of the Painting Association, I don't know if you still remember me!"

"Remember, what's the matter?" Ye Luoluo said lightly.

"It's like this. I will hold an art exhibition in Beicheng the day after tomorrow, and people from all the art circles will come. I don't know... Is there any honor to invite you to come?" The president looked forward to it.

Ye Luoluo frowned slightly, "The day after tomorrow? Saturday?"

"Yes, do you have time?"

The president couldn't help but squeeze the phone tightly, for fear that she would refuse.

If Master Nian Wan can be invited, it will be a matter of radiance!I don't know how much face I can give him!
"Let's talk about it. I may not have time. I'll think about it." Ye Luoluo didn't refuse outright.

"Okay, think about it carefully, and let me know if you have any results!"

"Ah."

Ye Luoluo was about to hang up the phone when the president suddenly yelled again: "By the way, master! Hang up the phone later! I have something to tell you! The painting you donated to the painting association before, and the The painting Mo Yigai! Can I put it in the exhibition?"

(End of this chapter)