MTL - Reborn As a Top Student In the 1990s-Chapter 150 chance encounter

Chapter 150 Chance Encounter

Chapter 151 Chance Encounter

Wen Ning and Zicheng came up from behind and touched Wen Ning's cold eyes. The old man suddenly felt uncomfortable, "Ahem... you are together, right? That's just right. If you sign up to learn painting together, I can give you more discount…"

The old man explained it again with great interest, until Fang Qing and the other three showed no interest, then the old man slowly took back the flyer and said, "It's okay, you can think about it again. If you have made up your mind, you must come to me." ”

As he said that, the old man took out a handwritten card from his pocket and stuffed it into Fang Qing's hand, "Girl, come to me when you think about it. I'll keep that preferential quota for you."

Without waiting for the three people to respond, the old man ran away with his back.

 “Hey, this old man is really interesting.”

Fang Qing looked at the business card drawn with a blue oil pen in his hand and read out softly, "Master Gong..."

Zicheng behind him couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Whoever calls himself a master... wouldn't he be a liar?"

Wen Ning also found it funny. He walked over to see Fang Qing's painting that was about to be completed, and patted her to bring her back to her senses. "Don't be distracted. The old housekeeper's car will be here in a moment. Pack your things quickly."

 The three of them stayed in the park for another half an hour and hurried back to the villa.

 A few days later, Lu Can, a classmate from the school club, called me.

“Fang Qing, are you still in the capital?”

Fang Qing was taking a nap and was still a little confused. He closed his eyes and answered the phone, "I'm here, what's wrong?"

"That's great. I've gone back to school. I just heard the news that a painting association will hold an art exhibition recently, and many celebrities will go there! I just wanted to ask you if you want to go together. I heard that there is no admission fee. …”

Fang Qing had never heard of a painting association. After learning about it, he realized that it was a non-governmental organization composed of ordinary people who were very interested in painting and organized it voluntarily.

 But the people inside often use their personal connections to organize some art exhibitions for members to communicate and learn, and to expand their popularity.

 But when he thought that he was just a college student, not a professional painting student, and had no outstanding works, Fang Qing smiled and politely refused.

But Lu Can on the other end of the phone was determined to go, "I heard that this art exhibition will be held in Luteng Park next Wednesday. If you are interested, you can come and take a look. Let's treat it as an exchange and learning!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qing lost sleep. He got up and washed his face to prepare for a walk later, but what Lu Can said always came to mind.

Wen Ning knocked on the door with a plate of watermelon and handed it to her when she woke up. "What are you thinking about? I've been shouting outside for a long time and you didn't respond."

Fang Qing was someone who couldn't hide things, so he told Wen Ning about it, "You said I'm not a professional painter, so it's useless to participate in such activities."

Although Wen Ning had never heard of this association, seeing that she had been bored at home these days and not having much entertainment, he advised her, "It's nothing to do anyway, it's a good idea to go out for a walk and look at other people's works, maybe you'll be inspired. "

With Wen Ning’s encouragement, Fang Qing no longer hesitated. On Wednesday, he packed up and headed to Green Pool Park alone.

It was summer vacation, and there were many young people coming and going in the park. Fang Qing asked around and finally found the exhibition hall in a quiet place.

Walking through a corridor, she immediately saw the banner outside the exhibition hall, with several large and stylized characters written on it - Yiyun Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition. When a young man saw someone coming at the door, he immediately stepped forward to greet him warmly and guided Fang Qing and others into the exhibition hall.

 The decoration in the exhibition hall is very elegant, and a cool breeze comes from nowhere, instantly dissipating the heat of everyone. Fang Qing followed the flow of people and slowly appreciated the works on the wall. Although most of them did not understand the meaning of the works, viewers could always roughly distinguish the quality of the works based on the overall beauty.

Although Fang Qing is not a painting major, they still have to take painting courses because of their design major. The teacher of the elective course once asked them to observe a large number of famous paintings at home and abroad in private and make comments based on the characteristics of the paintings.

When Fang Qing was standing next to a landscape painting admiring it, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder, "Hey! Fang Qing, I knew you were coming back. How is it? Is this painting exhibition good? How long have you been here? Where have you looked? "

Meeting Lu Can, Fang Qing finally didn’t feel lonely anymore, “I’ve just been here for a while, have you finished reading it?”

Lu Can dressed up specially for visiting the art exhibition today. She originally looked ordinary, but she looked very beautiful today.

“I’ve been looking at it for a long time. It’s so big here. I was so tired from walking around for a long time that my feet hurt. Then the staff took me to have a rest and drink a glass of water. Are you thirsty? I’ll take you there.”

Fang Qing shook his head quickly, "No, no, I haven't seen much yet."

Lu Can grinned, "That's easy to handle, I'll take you there. There are some particularly impressive paintings over there. It's said that some people are already buying them on the spot!"

Lu Can just pulled Fang Qing and browsed many works quickly, chattering all the way, until the two came to a magnificent masterpiece, covered their mouths and muttered next to Fang Qing's ear.

“Here, it’s this one. It’s said to be a work by a famous artist. This time it’s to give the association a boost. Unexpectedly, it was bought by someone just now!”

Fang Qing looked up and saw a landscape painting more than two meters high. The whole painting was cleverly designed and the brushstrokes were exquisite, but she always felt like she had seen this painting somewhere. Although she didn't know how to evaluate it, in general, this painting gave people the feeling of being majestic, and the person who painted it must also have a heart of heaven and earth.

Lu Can on the side was still talking about the gossip she had heard, "I just heard that this painting was sold for two million! I'm really envious. When will I be able to endure this, I will be satisfied..."

Fang Qing smiled and said nothing, and was about to go to the next work, but suddenly caught sight of the seal in the corner of the painting. He was stunned for a moment, and returned to take a closer look, "Qiu Yulin? The author of this painting is Qiu Yulin." ?”

Lu Can saw the strange expression on her face, thinking that Fang Qing knew him, and suddenly became a little excited, "What? Do you know him? My mom, you actually know such a powerful person, why didn't you tell me..."

Fang Qing waved his hand quickly, "How is that possible? I just heard about it before."

Lu Can was a little disappointed when he saw this. He put his hands on his shoulders and sighed, "That's right. If you can know such a famous person, why would you come to join our little club..."

The two of them continued to visit until Lu Can couldn't walk anymore due to the yelling, so they came to the resting place together.

But when Fang Qing raised her head, she saw a private room not far away opening, and a tall and stalwart man walked out surrounded by people. Fang Qing saw that the other person's face was very familiar, until the man glanced at her, Fang Qing felt like a dream. Awake.

 “Qiu Yulin.”

 (End of this chapter)