Daddy, big boss mommy has fallen off the horse

Chapter 455
There was also a hint of a smile in the president's tone, and he said: "Yes, you must behave well, the master may value you very much."

The president told Wen Yan that the master asked him if he would go.

Wen Yan was overjoyed when he heard it.

"Okay, teacher, I will bring the painting to see you in a while, and I will never embarrass you, teacher."

Hearing this, the president nodded in satisfaction, "Well, it's good that you have this awareness."

Wen Yan hung up the phone, his whole body immersed in joy.

He's about to roll over.

As long as you are valued by the masters, do you still worry about not selling your paintings in the future?
The anger of being deceived by Jiang Cheng dissipated a little in an instant.

Wen Yan turned on the phone, snorted coldly, and dragged Jiang Cheng into the blacklist. He would not cooperate with such a dishonest person in the future.

evening.

Wen Yan took Ye Luoluo's starry sky to the painting association.

"Teacher is waiting for you in the office." Mo Yi reminded him rarely when he saw him.

Wen Yan was overjoyed when he thought that the master had asked his teacher specifically about him, and looked at Mo Yi in front of him with a hint of arrogance on his face.

With the master as his backstage, his achievements in the calligraphy and painting circles in the future may not be lower than that of Mo Yi, a brat.

So what if the talent is high?In this society, the most important thing is connections after all.

In the future, he would no longer have to humble himself to such a brat as Mo Yi, and he was happy just thinking about it.

Wen Yan snorted at him and walked towards the teacher's office.

Mo Yi was confused by his actions and couldn't figure it out.

What happened to this junior brother?What stimulated you?
office.

The president of the painting association is admiring the picture of the spring suburb market on the table.

This painting was originally planned to be auctioned last month, but the president was a little reluctant, and planned to appreciate and study it, and postponed it for a month before auctioning it.

Of course, he had sought Master Nianwan's consent for this matter.

"Teacher, I am old."

Wen Yan took the painting and walked in.

The president didn't look up, but said to him, "Sit first."

Wen Yan sat obediently on the sofa, then put the painting on the table, and said, "Teacher, this is the starry sky of Van Gogh that I copied, you can take a look."

Hearing the word copy, the president frowned subconsciously.

He raised his head and asked, "Are you still copying?"

Wen Yan didn't create many works, and most of them were copied from famous people's works.

Wen Yan's expression was a little embarrassed, and he said, "Teacher, please take a look at this painting first."

Wen Yan is extremely confident.

Ye Luoluo copied this painting so vividly that even he couldn't help clapping his hands, he didn't just like the president.

The president didn't have much hope at first, he still knew how much Wen Yan weighed.

He unfolded the starry sky.

Immediately, he was stunned...

Those who learn to paint like them, they read the works of famous painters almost every day, and they copy a lot, and they almost memorize the details.

But Wen Yan, this starry sky is perfect!Enough to confuse the real with the fake!
What is this concept?If the two starry skies are really put together, no one will be able to tell whether they are real or not!

"This..." The president raised his eyes, carefully picked up the painting, and observed it carefully!

Even the small details are exactly the same!This is simply not something humans can do!
When did his student have such good painting skills?
"Did you really draw this?" The president looked at him excitedly.

Wen Yan nodded without changing his face, and said, "Teacher, how are you? Are you eligible to participate in tomorrow's art exhibition?"

Of course!
This level of copying can already be exhibited internationally!
"Okay, very good, Wen Yan, I didn't expect you to improve so much after not seeing you for a while! I didn't misread you!" the president said happily.

Waiting for tomorrow, Master Nian Wan will be happy when he sees this painting, right?
Wen Yan said modestly: "It's all the teachers who teach well."

"Well, yes, Wen Yan, I will recommend you to the master tomorrow, so don't worry!"

Wen Yan was overjoyed, "Thank you teacher!"

Tianyao.

"Young master, the painting association came over just now and invited you to see tomorrow's art exhibition. Look, do you want to decline?" Mu Bai asked cautiously.

"Art exhibition?" The man frowned.

"Yes, you forgot to allocate a sum of money to the Painting Association some time ago? In order to thank you, the president specially invited you over."

"No, I don't have time." Mu Shaotang coldly refused.

"Okay, then I will reject them now." Mu Bai said hastily.

"Wait a minute, ask Luoluo if she's interested."

Mu Shaotang pursed his lips and said.

Ever since he came back from Tianshu last night, he has always been clinging to Ye Luoluo. He came to Tianyao early in the morning without even seeing her.

He didn't know how to face Luoluo.

After receiving the order, Mu Bai immediately called Ye Luoluo.

"Young Madam, there will be an art exhibition at the Painting Association tomorrow, Young Master asked if you are interested."

Ye Luoluo was driving, and was a little surprised to receive this news.

She said, "No, I'm not interested."

"Okay, then I will tell the young master now."

"Master, the young lady said she is not interested!"

Mu Bai came to report.

"Very good, let's reject the painting association." The man said lightly.

"Yes, sir."

The man looked out the window absently.

What should he do?

My mind was in a mess like never before, doubting life, and even more doubting my own character.

Ye Luoluo also noticed that Mu Shaotang seemed to be avoiding her.

But it doesn't matter, it's all under her control, and she's happy to see it come true.

Day two.

Ye Luoluo skipped class, put on a mask, and headed to the exhibition hall.

Today's exhibition hall is very lively, and the president of the painting association held a grand art exhibition here.

"Look, these two paintings are written by Master Nian Wan!"

The president pointed to the two paintings in the center C and said.

One is a picture of the spring suburb market, and the other is a painting that Master Nianwan modified for Mo Yi.

After hearing this, everyone praised: "Master Nian Wan's painting is really beautiful!"

"It can be called a world-shocking masterpiece!"

The president smiled, pointed to the starry sky next to him, and said, "Don't just look at the master's painting, this starry sky was painted by a student of mine, Wen Yan, this starry sky is perfect , enough to confuse the real with the fake!"

Wen Yan puffed out his chest, very proud, and said, "Van Gogh is my idol, I have been copying this painting for several years, thanks to my teacher."

When the others heard this, they all laughed, "Under the president's sect, there are a lot of high-ranking disciples!"

"This Wenyan is very good. It has two brushes."

Hearing this, Wen Yan secretly felt complacent.

Not long after, an attendant hurried over and whispered something in the president's ear.

"President, Master Nianwan is here, right at the door."

The president's eyes lit up: "Excuse me, excuse me."

Then he called Wen Yan and said happily, "Go, come with me to pick up Master Nian Wan."

(End of this chapter)