Su Weiwei sighed, touched the little sister's face and hooked her lips: "Little sister, don't always tell the truth, you have to be low-key, you are too low-key."

The little girl pouted, "Do you have to keep a low profile to tell the truth? It's too hard to be a human being!"

BB shivered at the nauseous words, and left feeling unwell. He and He Donglin looked at each other when they went out, but heard He Donglin hum and say, "The difference."

BB is speechless: "Dad, are you embarrassed to talk about me? Aren't you the same?"

He Donglin patted his head, "Fool, when someone praises my wife, I'm too late to be happy, but it's you who won't be disgusted by your wife in the future."

BB throws him away in anger, "I don't want to find a wife."

The little girl coaxed Su Weiwei into elatedness, and the two walked out of the house holding little hands. The bb behind him looked at their backs with resentment. Who is holding the exhibition? It's obviously his home, okay? What's the matter with little sister Liang! Weiwei's attention was all attracted to her!

When she got there, Su Weiwei realized that the exhibition was much bigger than she had imagined. She thought that in the 1990s, information was not developed, and there would not be many people watching the exhibition, but she did not expect that the artistic atmosphere at this time was better than that of later generations. There was a lot of water being surrounded. Some teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts brought students to study, and some teachers from aristocratic kindergartens brought a bunch of radishes to feel the artistic atmosphere. Besides the Chinese, there were many foreigners on the scene. Looking at Zhong Ding's exhibition from thousands of miles away, it can be seen that Zhong Ding is really red.

"Are you here?" Zhong Ding in a suit came over.

Jiang Xin stood beside him in a dress, his face radiant, in sharp contrast to his usual appearance in a white lab coat.

"Today is so beautiful!" Su Weiwei praised sincerely.

Jiang Xin sighed, "How can you be so beautiful."

"I'm telling the truth. You are usually too plain. Today, you put on makeup and changed your dress. You're so pretty."

"It's the makeup and clothes you picked for me." When they met a few days ago, Jiang Xin mentioned this exhibition. Only then did Su Weiwei know that Jiang Xin didn't know how to match makeup. Su Weiwei laughed for a long time and told her about it. Some basic makeup skills, fortunately, Jiang Xin is smart, and he will learn it after a few lessons. I saw it today and it is really good.

"There are a lot of people watching the exhibition today, so congratulations!" Su Weiwei offered the gift, Jiang Xin took it with a smile, and the two walked ahead together, bb and Xiaotangyuan followed behind them, head to head, murmuring. , I don't know what to say.

It is written in the introduction of this exhibition that Zhong Ding will bring his apprentices to the exhibition. This is the first time that Zhong Ding, a well-known painter in China, has accepted apprentices. Everyone is very curious about what kind of apprentices he will accept.

Zhong Ding's personal style is too obvious, and there are a few paintings with slightly different styles, which are a little simple and different, which quickly attracted everyone's attention. Most of them are fans of Zhong Ding, and they often copy Zhong Ding's paintings, even if Zhong Ding In recent years, the style has changed, but it is impossible to change so much. These paintings are not like Zhong Ding's, but rather the style of Picasso's late painting.

The provocative lines and proportions of the characters, the grotesque and bright colors, the whole painting reveals a different sense of contradiction, like the pursuit of a kind of escape, a feeling that does not match the style and age of the painting, you must know Picasso's longevity, His paintings in his later years are closer to children, and although the style of these paintings is close to Picasso, there is a feeling that a child is painting an adult painting, with bold brushstrokes and colors, pursuing things beyond his control, not like Picasso In that way, approach the child with an aging body.

But the sense of contradiction is the same. This kind of painting is shocking. Although it does not conform to Zhong Ding's previous style, it is undoubtedly a new attempt.

Many people stood in front of the painting and talked a lot. Su Weiwei also stared at it for a long time. She knew that this should be BB's painting, but she couldn't understand it at all. The painting should be a woman, right? Woman standing in garden and seems to be watering flowers? Of course, this is all her guess, because the proportion of the woman in the painting is strange, the body is composed of various strange figures, and the expression is strange, making it difficult to see what she is doing at a glance.

"What a genius!" Jiang Xinzhi exclaimed, "You don't know how much Zhong Ding loves this painting. He even thinks that the artistic achievement of this painting is higher than his paintings."

Su Weiwei was frightened, "How is it possible? I think Zhong Ding likes bb too much, and I'm watching it with emotion."

"No, I actually understand what he means. BB is indeed a reward from God. Some people get something that others can't pursue in their entire lives. This is something that others can't envy." Jiang Xin smiled lightly.

Su Weiwei told the truth: "Ashamed, I really don't understand, but I think the colors are quite bold. If you tell me that such a painting is worthless, I believe it. If you tell me that it can be auctioned for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, I also believe it. , I am the kind of person who has no artistic cultivation."

Jiang Xin smiled and said, "You have no artistic accomplishment, but you brought out a genius son. You let him retain the most precious part of his imagination. What else do you want?"

Su Weiwei spread his hands and said with a smile: "That's true, I can't, but my son can!"

Everyone was talking about it, and all looked at Zhong Ding.

"Mr. Zhong, you said you want to bring your apprentice, can you invite him out to meet us? I have a lot of questions to ask him about this painting." The speaker was Tang Xian, a well-known art dealer in China, curator of the exhibition Man, this person has a vicious vision, and the painters he values ​​will basically have small achievements later. At first, he valued Zhong Ding and wanted to package Zhong Ding, but at that time Zhong Ding was maverick and refused.

Tang Xian's questioning has attracted the attention of many guests. You must know that Tang Xian has become famous in recent years, and the painters he likes can basically soar to the sky. If you want to improve yourself, you will start by collecting calligraphy and painting, and they don’t know anything about it. Many people follow Tang Xian. Whoever Tang Xian buys, they will buy it back and collect it, so Tang Xian opened his mouth at this moment, Many people pricked up their ears to hear it.

Zhong Ding was silent for a moment, then smiled first. He was tall, and he was wearing a long suit of cultivating immortals with a very artistic style, which made him even more slender.

"Mr. Tang, before asking him to come out, I would like to ask you to evaluate this painting."

Tang Xian was stunned, wondering what tricks Zhong Ding was playing. In the previous brochure, Zhong Ding mentioned accepting apprentices. He believed in Zhong Ding's vision, so he rushed back from France and tried to buy them at a very low price. The paintings exhibited by the other party, who knew that the paintings he saw surprised him, this artistic achievement has far exceeded his imagination.

But Tang Xian is not stupid. If he raised the painting too high and everyone came to grab it, wouldn't he have to pay a higher price?

Zhong Ding smiled: "I promise, if you sell it, you will be the first to consider Mr. Tang."

Tang Xian said: "Frankly speaking, I think the artistic value of this painting is very high. If there is no Picasso, Monet, Gauguin, Cezanne, there would be no French art today, then I think our national art may have to be made by this painting. The author has done it!"

After saying this, everyone was stunned. This evaluation is too high. As we all know, the development of oil painting in China is far behind that of the West, and Chinese painting is more famous. stopped and looked at the painting again. Indeed, this painting has a master's handwriting, but the strength of the brush seems to be weaker, and the rest is really impeccable.

Could it really be said by Tang Xian that Zhong Ding, the mysterious apprentice, will become a respected genius painter?

This is really the case, this apprentice Zhong Ding is amazing!

Zhong Ding smiled when he heard the words, and looked at Su Weiwei subconsciously. Su Weiwei nervously took He Donglin's hand, not knowing what to do. She knew that her son was amazing, but she didn't expect to get such a high evaluation, which was too exciting.

He Donglin tickled her palm, Su Weiwei turned around and heard him whisper, "Are you nervous?"

He Donglin stared at her flushed cheeks and asked softly.

Of course Su Weiwei was nervous, even more nervous than the college entrance examination. Her son was evaluated by the world. Of course, she hoped that her son would get a good evaluation.

"How can you not be nervous! This is my son! He was praised by so many people for the first time he held an art exhibition, don't tell me you are not nervous?" Su Weiwei gave him a sideways look.

When she stared at people, her brows were raised lightly, her eyes were swirling, and she was full of coquettishness. It seemed that after they had a relationship, Su Weiwei's smoke wave became even more gloomy. In addition, her lips were red and she always pouted softly, which made people unable to bear it. want to kiss her.

He Donglin withdrew his gaze and chuckled. Indeed, he was not so nervous about business and investment.

"Since that's the case, I'll invite my apprentice out?" Zhong Ding raised his eyebrows.

Everyone's appetite has been satiated, and they all smiled and urged: "Please, please! We can't help but want to meet with this painter."

"Really? Are you sure you won't be surprised when I invite him out?"

Everyone laughed, how ugly this looks, even afraid that they will be surprised? But as long as the artist is talented, it doesn't matter if he looks ugly.

Zhong Ding made a joke, then smiled and winked at bb, bb was calm, from beginning to end, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, he walked to Zhong Ding's side with a blank face and faced everyone.

The little guy is wearing a small suit that fits well today, because it is difficult to buy this kind of clothes on the market, Su Weiwei drew the picture and gave it to aunt Liang Minying to do it. Although Liang Minying made clothes, she really did not make small clothes. Baby clothes, but there is no way. Su Weiwei wants to sleep. She went back and studied it for a long time before she made it.

Although the little guy was handsome, he was unhappy. That reluctance made Tang Xian chuckle, "Zhong Ding, this is your son? We want to see the painter. How did you bring your son out?"

Everyone laughed and said, "Yes, kid, did you go to the wrong place?"

"I have candy here, do you want to eat it?"

"Children, isn't the kindergarten class today? By the way, Mr. Zhong, where is your apprentice? Please come out! We really can't wait!" Everyone urged.

Zhong Ding raised his eyebrows, "Far in the sky, right in front of you!"

Everyone was stunned. Everyone including Tang Xian looked around. Seeing that Zhong Ding's eyes kept falling on bb, Tang Xian reacted first, pointing at bb in disbelief and exclaiming: "This is impossible! You mean those Did he draw all the paintings?"

Such a kid? Are you weaned?

Zhong Ding smiled and acquiesced.

Everyone was silent for a long time, and there was an uproar. Everyone's reaction was the same as Tang Xian. Those paintings with Picasso style turned out to be painted by a child? This kind of joke is really not funny. A child who was supposed to draw crayons, a child who is in kindergarten, turned out to be the author of these paintings? Who is Zhong Ding trying to deceive by making up such a lie? Even in order to hype up his own apprentice, he can't be so eager for quick success, what does he know about such a small child! Just want to hype is not such a method!

Everyone looked at Zhong Ding with condemning eyes.

Zhong Ding was used to being maverick, so he just sneered: "Is it possible that Zhong Ding will lie to you?"

Everyone stiffened, Tang Xian spoke first, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that what you said is too unbelievable, such a child can paint oil paintings? How is this possible! It's not bad for such a small child to sit for 20 minutes. The difficulty of an oil painting is so high, it's hard for us to believe what you said!"

Everyone nodded in style, but Zhong Ding didn't explain, just pointed to another painting and said, "This painting is a painting I collaborated with bb. Can you see the difference between this painting?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, Tang Xian stared at the painting and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "The bottom painting of this painting is your "Wheat Field"? If I remember correctly, there are no figures in your painting, so the woman in the wheat field Was it painted later?"

Tang Xian knew him very well, and Zhong Ding was not surprised to see it at a glance, he put his hand in his pocket and smiled: "It is true, I painted this painting with bb, and he added it to my old painting. A figure, I completed a new painting, I made a few modifications, and finally had this "Woman Watching the Rye"."