Chapter 16 What is genius?
Chapter 16 What is genius?
Qin Nuanyu accepted Yang Xiaofan's painting, but ignored Yang Xiaofan for the entire class, which made Yang Xiaofan very depressed.
Doesn't it mean that if you take the initiative, you can successfully pick up girls?
Why do I seem like a failure?
I am so handsome and so talented.
Life is so hard.
At this time, a message came on his WeChat mobile phone. Yang Xiaofan looked down and saw that it was none other than Mu Shuyu.
"Are you there?"
"Yes. What's wrong?"
"I have a few friends who want to buy your paintings. I wonder if you have time and if we can meet."
"of course can."
Yang Xiaofan agreed without hesitation.
He needs money so much!
I just earned 10 million, but I spent it all and now I have more than 1 million left.
Moreover, there are many things in the mall that require money to buy.
If you want to upgrade this golden finger, you can't make any progress without money.
"Then when are you free?"
"Noon will do."
"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up at noon."
"it is good."
With a way to make money, Yang Xiaofan was no longer so annoyed. After school, he rushed out of the classroom immediately.
Qin Nuanyu just raised her head and saw Yang Xiaofan running out without looking back.
She clenched her fists in anger, gritted her teeth, and said angrily:
"Why are you running so fast? I never want to talk to you again."
She had calmed down by now and was planning to talk to Yang Xiaofan about it after school, but this guy not only ignored her for a long time, but also ran away without even looking back, clearly leaving her alone.
Never bother with this hateful guy again!
Yang Xiaofan was only concerned with making money, how could he have thought of Qin Nuanyu's little thoughts?
As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he saw a Rolls-Royce parked at the campus gate.
The elegant and majestic car body exuded the smell of money in Yang Xiaofan's eyes, making him unable to help but feel envious again.
As expected of a rich man, he sent people to borrow his cars, all of which were Rolls-Royces!
The driver politely invited him into the car and took him straight to Subei Mu Group.
"It turns out that she is from the Mu Group!"
Yang Xiaofan finally understood why Mu Shuyu was so rich. Mu Group was a well-known large enterprise in northern Jiangsu, with a market value of more than 40 to 50 billion.
He was taken by the driver to a reception room upstairs, where he met Mu Shuyu.
Today, she is wearing a silver-gray professional OL suit, with thin stockings wrapped around her long legs, and her slender and graceful feet are wearing high heels of the same color as the suit. Her overall outfit reveals an intellectual beauty.
Yang Xiaofan couldn't help but think of some action romance movie scenes.
"Mr. Yang, you are here."
Mu Shuyu stretched out her little hand and shook hands with Yang Xiaofan. It was still so soft.
"You said someone wanted to buy my paintings. Where is that person?"
"They are all here."
Mu Shuyu shouted to the other side, and several well-dressed men slowly walked out from behind.
"Brother Yang, it's you, what a coincidence?"
To Yang Xiaofan's surprise, one of them was actually Liu Hu.
"Mr. Liu, you are here too."
A strange look flashed across Mu Shuyu's eyes.
"Mr. Liu and Mr. Yang know each other?"
"Hehe, there were some misunderstandings last night. But now, we have made peace. Mr. Yang, you are a strange man! What I didn't expect is that you are actually a master painter!"
"I never thought that a rough guy like you would actually like to buy paintings."
Liu Hu touched his bald head and chuckled.
"I am just following the trend. I bought a few paintings to cultivate my sentiments. I can pass them on to my descendants in the future, which will be another fortune."
Yang Xiaofan nodded.
"Who are these?"
Mu Shuyu quickly introduced him:
"This is Mr. Chen from the Chen Group. This is the Chinese painting artist, Mr. Ma Dabao. He is very famous in the whole of China. And this is Mr. Yu Chengli. He is an entrepreneur from outside the province and a collector who is keen on collecting calligraphy and paintings."
"I see. So what kind of paintings do you want?"
Liu Hu was a rough man, he shouted directly:
"Any kind is fine. I'm not picky. As long as it's a good painting."
Mr. Ma smiled and said:
"Before buying a painting, I would like to see Mr. Yang's painting skills. I wonder if Mr. Yang can show it to me."
"no problem."
Yang Xiaofan nodded.
"But I have to go back and get my painting supplies."
"I have."
Mu Shuyu directly asked someone to bring out a set of painting supplies.
She is a painting hobby and she also draws some paintings on a daily basis. Her skills are not low, but she is far inferior to Yang Xiaofan's.
After Yang Xiaofan got the painting supplies, he didn't think too much about it. He just picked up the brush and started painting.
"Hi~!"
When they saw the beginning of his painting, Mr. Ma, Mu Shuyu, and Mr. Yu all couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
They all know how to draw and have certain abilities. That is why they can see at a glance how strong Yang Xiaofan's painting skills are!
Only Liu Hu, an uneducated and rough man, couldn't understand it at all. He just felt that Yang Xiaofan's painting was very smooth.
However, in order to show that he was not so different, he also took a breath of cold air.
In just two minutes, an exquisite picture of water falling from a mountain was perfectly presented to everyone.
At this moment, everyone seemed to be really immersed in a high mountain waterfall.
This is the charm of painting. As long as you put in enough effort, a piece of paper can be enough to present a small world!
Just as everyone was shocked, Liu Hu was the first to exclaim.
"That's awesome! You can draw a picture in just two minutes. Brother Yang, you're faster than a printer!"
"what!"
Mu Shuyu and the other two were shocked again. They checked the time and found that there were only more than two minutes left.
"Oh my God! Mr. Yang, you are truly the most talented painter I have ever seen! With your skills, there are only a handful of people in the entire China who can rival you!"
Mr. Ma couldn't help but exclaimed.
It is very rare to be able to paint to perfection.
And to complete this painting in just two minutes requires more than just talent.
This is the golden rice bowl that God has given to Yang Xiaofan!
You know, even for him, a top painter in the country, it would take several hours or even days to paint a perfect picture.
However, the strength of his perfect paintings is not as good as Yang Xiaofan's.
The gap between them can be imagined!
(End of this chapter)