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Fang Yuanyuan gossiped with a smile on his face.

"What about puppy love? I'm eighteen, the legal age for dating; Dad, don't say that you haven't had a relationship yet."

If it was Tong Wenjie, Fang Yifan would definitely choose to pretend to be confused, but Fang Yuan?You can fight for it.

"It's true, son, you have a good vision. Yingzi is indeed a good girl, obedient and sensible. Not only your mother, but also your father want a daughter like this; but now is the third year of high school, and it is an extraordinary time. You must grasp your sense of proportion."

Fang Yuan was not ready to be a grandfather yet, so Fang Yifan was vaccinated.

"I'm not sensible enough. Just now Aunt Song called Yingzi away, but I didn't say anything. I held my breath, but that's it."

Fang Yifan felt that it was not easy enough.

"What are you father and son talking about?"

Seeing that Fangyuan hadn't returned to the room for a long time, Tong Wenjie came out after washing up.

"It's nothing, I just feel that Yingzi is too pitiful; Mom, your best friend is too cheating."

"Now that you know I'm fine, why did you go early; go to bed and wash up, and I will send you to Teacher Chen's class tomorrow."

Tong Wenjie also felt that Song Qian was a little too harsh on Qiao Yingzi.

.........

Breeze Gallery

Fang Yifan didn't have anyone to accompany him, he took a taxi here with an oil painting on his back.

"Hello, Teacher Chen."

From the last contact alone, Fang Yifan felt that Chen Qingfeng was a capable person, and he might not be able to teach him too much, but it was enough to lead him into the industry.

"Come on, let me see the painting."

Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is the basic quality of every teacher. With Fang Yifan's ability, Chen Qingfeng certainly would not teach him as an ordinary student.

"This is your school?"

A realistic oil painting - Spring Breeze Middle School in the morning.

"Yes."

"The color and layout are very good. It doesn't look like it can be painted at your age; here it needs to be polished and corrected. You are in a bit of a hurry to paint."

Chen Qingfeng commented while watching.

"The time for the third year of high school was a bit tight. My mother never supported me in this path. She wanted me to take Tsinghua University."

When Tong Wenjie mentioned it last night, Fang Yifan realized that he was going to come to Chen Qingfeng's place today, and he drew in a hurry at night, can he not rush?

"Well, all parents are the same. When I was your age, my mother also asked me to take the Tsinghua University exam; but if Tsinghua University is so easy to take the exam, he wouldn't be Tsinghua University."

Chen Qingfeng expressed his feelings, and looked at Fang Yifan and thought of himself back then.

"I also told you last time that at your current level, I have nothing to teach you; I'm asked to draw this painting, which is probably at this level."

Talent is really more important than hard work, Chen Qingfeng sighed in his heart.

"Ms. Chen has won the prize, and you are far behind me..."

People just say that, if you want to keep quiet, you are really a fool.

"There is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art; you are a natural painter, and I am more suitable to be a teacher;

In the past few days, a younger sister of mine held an art exhibition in Beijing. I will go to see it in the afternoon. If you have nothing to do, come with me to broaden your horizons. "

Chen Qingfeng didn't treat Fang Yifan like a child, but communicated purely as an equal.

Go to the art exhibition, or go to the art exhibition of the junior sister, whatever you want, Chen Qingfeng wants to bring himself into the industry.

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Beijing National Art Museum of China

As soon as he got out of the car, Fang Yifan realized that Chen Qingfeng's junior sister was not an ordinary person. To hold an art exhibition here, in addition to being rich and powerful, you also need to have connections.

Yang Yi Solo Art Exhibition

"Yang Yi, I seem to have heard it somewhere, teacher, your junior sister is still a big beauty."

Looking at the eye-catching poster at the door, Fang Yifan said to himself.

"She's much more famous than me. It's normal for you to hear it. Come on, let's go in and have a look."

Chen Qingfeng hesitated to participate in this art exhibition, but when things came to an end, he became firm and led Fang Yifan in like this.

Chapter 121 Yang Yi

Many people like to use the term "huge crowd" to describe how difficult it is to find a person in the crowd; but there is always a kind of person who is like a firefly in the dark night, and can be recognized at a glance even in the vast crowd.

When he saw the big bald head in front of him, Fang Yifan knew why Yang Yi looked familiar.

The breeze is coming slowly, the water is calm; the first love that can make him die for it, it is not easy to let go of it.

Anyway, Cai Bo didn't believe it, but she couldn't stop her husband, so she came with her daughter.

When I came, there were thousands of words, but I didn't know where to start, especially in front of my wife and children, Xu Lai was silent.

"Yang Yi, long time no see."

Cai Bo broke the embarrassment.

"Yeah, it's been three years. The last time we met was in Hong Kong. That encounter is something I will never forget. This is your child with Xu Lai, so cute."

Yang Yi is very frank, she has nothing to do with Xu Lai, not in the past, not now, and even less likely in the future.

"Teacher, is that your junior sister?"

Seeing Chen Qingfeng's eagerness to try but dare not step forward, Fang Yifan said loudly.

"Brother Chen?"

Fang Yifan did it on purpose, and his cry caught Yang Yi's attention.

Being recognized by Yang Yi, Chen Qingfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk up.

"Yang Yi, Xu Lai, long time no see."

Embarrassment, embarrassment, Chen Qingfeng's bewildered look made Fang Yifan realize that there must be a little secret in it.

"Senior brother Chen, you are a busy person. My art exhibition started a week ago, and you, the landlord, just came today. If you don't give an explanation, I will be unhappy, sister."

Yang Yi was eager to get out of the predicament, and just happened to have a ready-made shield, so he walked over, took Chen Qingfeng's hand, and said affectionately.

"I've been busy teaching my apprentices during this time, so I can't get away."

Being flattered, Chen Qingfeng was a little flattered.

"Child, you are my senior brother's apprentice, right? Your voice is quite loud, call for Senior Aunt to listen."

Apprentices are different from students. Seeing Fang Yifan carrying the painting bucket, Yang Yi acquiesced that he was the apprentice Chen Qingfeng was talking about.

"Little Auntie, I'm already eighteen, and I'm not a child anymore."

Calculating her age, Yang Yi should be in her early forties, but she has never been defeated by the years. She has a bright face and graceful curves. She is not like an oil painting, but she seems to have walked out of an oil painting.

"You're really a big kid, what's in the painting bucket, can you let me see it?"

Compared with chatting with two old men, Yang Yi prefers to tease a little fresh meat like Fang Yifan.

With Chen Qingfeng nodding in agreement, Fang Yifan opened his painting barrel.

"Here, Brother Chen, you have made great progress over the years."

In a word, Yang Yi regarded this painting as Chen Qingfeng's work.

"The painting is pretty good, but it's not my work."

The peacock spreads its tail, and the lion shines its claws. Since ancient times, males have always liked to show their strongest side in front of females; in front of Yang Yi, Chen Qingfeng had nothing to show off, neither his painting skills nor financial resources, so he showed off his apprentice .

"You mean the kid drew it."

Under Chen Qingfeng's signal, Yang Yi looked at Fang Yifan in surprise.

"Actually, I'm better at drawing characters than landscapes. Would you like to be my model?"

That's right, what Fang Yifan is best at is drawing characters, especially beauties.

"Okay, but if the painting is not good, I will let your master spank your ass."

If the art exhibition started for a few days, Yang Yi would definitely not be as leisurely and leisurely. Even so, she only asked Fang Yifan to take a photo, and then sent him to the second floor to paint in her temporary studio, while she followed Chen Qingfeng and Xu Lai recounted the past.

At twelve noon, when Yang Yi and the others came up to ask Fang Yifan to eat, it was time for the painting to finish.

"It took you three hours to draw this?"

"I didn't draw much, little aunt, you came out of the painting, I just locked you back."

"You boy..."

Chen Qingfeng found that Fang Yifan, who was taciturn in front of him, was eloquent in front of Yang Yi. Is this the power of a beautiful woman?

"Senior brother, I now believe that you are telling the truth, he is really a genius."

From the perspective of appreciation and painting, Yang Yi is more professional than Chen Qingfeng; she is a proud child who grew up listening to everyone's praise, and in the words of the public, she is a genius who appreciates food from the ancestors;

However, today, she met a master who feeds the food.

Patriarch: Come on, open your mouth, eat a little more, you will be hungry when you go back; can’t eat anymore?Then pack it.

.........

"Teacher, I'm a little hungry, can I have dinner first?"

Fang Yifan's spoiling words woke up everyone from their amazed eyes; he was really hungry, he got up early in the morning, and it's past twelve o'clock now, can he not be hungry?

"Okay, we came up to ask you to eat;

Senior brother, many of my downstairs seats are empty, how about putting this painting on display below? "

It means making friends and investing, Yang Yi said.

"I have no objection, it mainly depends on Fang Yifan's own opinion."

Chen Qingfeng was very happy. In his opinion, it was Yang Yi who praised Fang Yifan to save face.

Chen Qingfeng had no objection, and Fang Yifan had even less objection; the painting was exhibited at the National Art Museum of China for the first time, and his starting point was the end point of most people.

What is becoming famous at a young age, this is becoming famous at a young age.

The few reunited after a long absence, and they drank some wine during lunch, and after that, Chen Qingfeng started to talk more.

From Chen Qingfeng's words, Fang Yifan learned about their stories and also understood a truth;

Lick the dog, lick the dog, if you don't lick it, how do you know you can't lick it.

All three are from the oil painting department, and Chen Qingfeng is one year older than Yang Yi and Xu Lai, so he can be regarded as their senior;

The most famous of the three must be Yang Yi. She has a good family background, good looks, and good paintings. She is a veritable school belle;

But people are so perfect that those who chase her are under pressure; throughout their college career, there are hundreds of people who have a crush on her, and Chen Qingfeng is one of them; Xu Lai is the only one who dares to let go of her.

When Lao Chen graduated, it was the time when Yang Yi and Xu came to you and me;

At that time, he really regretted it, regretted that he hadn't tried it once, and watched Xu Lai embrace the beauty.

"Yang Yi, these years, I have never looked for anyone, and I have never loved anyone, because there is always someone living in my heart..."

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, and with the help of Jiu Jin, Chen Qingfeng, a cowardly person, confessed his love; to Fang Yifan's dumbfounded, he actually took out a carat diamond from his pocket, and he came prepared.

"Brother, you are too sudden, I can't reply you right now..."

It would be unacceptable for anyone else to change. I haven’t seen you for many years, and you just took out the diamond ring and asked someone to propose marriage when you met;

If this marriage was so easy to ask, the diamond ring would have been sold out long ago.

Chapter 122 Planetarium

"Teacher, wake up, it's almost time, it's our own land."

When the proposal failed, Chen Qingfeng pretended to be drunk and fell to the ground; Fang Yifan, as his apprentice, volunteered to send him back.

"You see it?"