My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Shen Li gently clicked on the mobile phone screen with his finger.

This man

She rested her mobile phone and raised her feet to keep up with Shen Zhijin.

"Zhijin."

A 40 year old blonde foreign man greeted Shen Zhijin with a smile, but his eyes fell on Shen Li behind him.

"This is your daughter, sugar?"

Fluent Chinese.

Shen Zhijin nodded and introduced them.

"Tangtang, this is Professor Carol from the Department of art history and theory at Molly University."

"Carol, this is my daughter, Shen Li."

Shen Li looked at the man in front of him, with deep eyebrows and eyes, three-dimensional facial features and very handsome appearance.

Although he is forty, he still looks very attractive.

He smiled and held out his hand:

"Hello, sugar."

Shen Li's lips slightly bent and shook hands with him:

"Hello, Professor Carol."

Carol blinked and smiled:

"I'm your mother's alumni at Sutton public school in Birmingham. You can call me uncle. "

Shen Li looked at Shen Zhijin and saw him nod gently.

Sutton public school is an aristocratic college in Baicheng. The tuition fees are high, and the students' origins are either rich or expensive.

Gu Tingyin's middle school is over there.

Shen Li was surprised. Unexpectedly, Gu Tingyin's alumni came this evening.

It sounds that his relationship with Gu Tingyin should be very good.

And with Shen Zhijin——

It would have been enough for Shen Zhijin to make a special introduction.

Shen Li follows good advice:

"Uncle Carol."

Carol was obviously very happy. She looked at Shen Li's face for a long time before looking at Shen Zhijin and said with a smile:

"I was curious before. I didn't know what you and her daughter would look like. Now it's more beautiful than I thought."

Shen Li's face perfectly combines the advantages of Shen Zhijin and Gu Tingyin.

Her eyebrows and eyes look like Shen Zhijin, and her nose and lips look like Gu Tingyin.

Originally, her temperament was cold, and her dark and clean peach eyes looked more and more indifferent and cold.

But when laughing, the pear vortex loomed, and the raised radian was almost a perfect replica. Gu Tingyin rarely showed a bit of sweetness, which virtually diluted the alienation and merged into a unique beauty.

Hearing the praise of Shen Li, Shen Zhijin also stretched a faint smile on Junxiu's face.

"Tangtang is more like Yinyin."

Shen Li became more and more curious. If she could talk to Shen Zhijin like this, the relationship between him and them seemed closer than she had expected.

"Is the seventeenth night your painting?"

Carol asked with a smile.

Shen Li is Ning Li, which is naturally the shadow of the tree.

Since she disclosed her identity last time, she has caused a sensation in the domestic painting world.

But she didn't expect that Carol had heard of it.

He was born abroad and a professor at Molly University. It is reasonable that he should not pay too much attention to domestic affairs.

But it seems reasonable to think that he teaches art history.

"Yes."

She nodded gently.

Carol said:

"Speaking of it, I have seen the painting before at a student's place."

Shen Li was stunned: "what? Have you seen it before? "

How is this possible?

After the original painting was completed, she sent it directly to Yunzhou Painting Association and asked them to shoot it on their behalf.

It was Lu Huai and who took the picture.

From that time to now, Lu Huaihe has always treasured the painting and never took it out.

Even if Carol met, it should be at the auction, not at the students.

As if she had seen her mind, Carol shrugged and said with a helpless smile:

"I also learned some time ago that it was a fake."

Shen Li's eyebrows were frozen.

Fake.

She also saw a fake of the seventeenth night in a gallery in Beijing.

"When I saw the painting, I felt very appreciative, but it was a pity that it had some defects, and I always felt it looked a little strange. At that time, I just thought I was a painter. I didn't have enough aura. It was a pity in my heart. Unexpectedly, it was because it was a fake painting. "

When Carol said this, it seemed a pity and a blessing,

"I said that the picture looked better as a whole."

There is still a great gap between real paintings and fake paintings.

For ordinary people, they may feel that they are not different. They all look the same, but Carol is professional.

He teaches art history and is also a famous painter.

An excellent original painting is absolutely devoted to the painter's thoughts and emotions.

Every stroke on the canvas depends not only on the skill, but also on what the painter thinks.

It is a complete and natural work.

But fake paintings are not.

It's just stepping on others' road step by step, like a puppet with no soul.

So even though Carol didn't know it was a fake, she still intuitively felt that the painting was wrong.

"I heard that the real product is in... His hand?" Carol said, lifting her chin in one direction.

Shen Li looked back and saw Lu Huai standing with Zheng and two men talking.

Carol refers to him, of course.

"Yes. It's on his side. " Shen Li said.

Carol nodded and smiled:

"Gee, it's really enviable. I wonder if it will be convenient for me to see the real product in the future? "

There are too many people who want shadow paintings of trees, but she has produced so many paintings in recent years, and each one has just been photographed and hidden.

Others can't even look at it.

Shen Li smiled:

"I'll ask him after that."

Although it is her painting, it is indeed owned by Lu Huai and now. I still want to ask.

Carol couldn't help laughing:

"Is he willing to refuse you?"

At the banquet tonight, Shen Li and Lu Huai didn't have much contact with each other.

But Carol could see clearly. Lu Huai and her eyes fell on her and didn't leave.

Such a mind is really obvious.

"Carol." Shen Zhijin glanced at him.

He was as unrestrained as before and joked about Tangtang.

Carol didn't eat his trick and made a soft "tut".

"When you chased Yinyin before, you were no better than that boy."

It's putting on airs.

Shen Zhijin: "......"

Shen Li's lips pursed a smile, but it was rare to see Shen Zhijin suffer from depression.

Immediately, she thought of another thing - the fake of the seventeenth night.

At present, she is not sure whether the one he said is the one that appears in a gallery.

But she just has an intuition -- maybe, maybe!

She weighed her mouth:

"Uncle Carol, you just said that the fake was seen by a student. I don't know who the student is, which is inconvenient for you to disclose?"