Chapter 78

78 The withered old man’s painting (1)

Chinese paintings were all about familiarity and artistic conception. Of course, the most important thing was fame.

There were a few people in T city’s Art Association who were on par with Jiang yiran, but because of the lack of Yu Yong’s promotion, it almost caused Jiang yiran to dominate the scene.

When they saw the particularly outstanding painting, they couldn’t think of anyone else other than Jiang Yiran.

The people from the art Association moved very quickly and they found Yu Yong very quickly.

Yu Yong, who received the call, was also shocked.

“Guild leader, you’re calling for me, and you want to bring Xun ran along?” He had quite a few connections in the art Association, and he quickly found out the truth from the others.

After asking, he was pleasantly surprised, but also felt strange.

The president was a member of the Beijing General Association, and a few people in the Association were even better at painting than Yu Yong himself. Although the painting that Jiang zhiran sent to the competition was good, Yu Yong knew his own limitations and didn’t think that her painting was better than those demons in the Beijing General Association.

That was why he was surprised at the Guild leader’s urgency to see him.

**

At the same time.

Zhao Fan drove Meng Fu to the restaurant.

I’ll go talk to you about ‘a day as a celebrity’. Call brother Cheng after you’re done eating. He’ll come and pick you up. Zhao fan reminded Meng Fu before she got out of the car.

Meng Fu put on his sunglasses and nodded vaguely to show that he understood.

Old master Jiang knew that Meng Fu was never late, so he arrived early to treat Meng Fu to a meal.

He even specially asked Jiang Quan to come.

Jiang xinchen was sitting beside him.

Jiang Xinchen was a little restless. He had been forced to come by old master Jiang. After knowing that he had not apologized to Meng Fu, old master Jiang had asked him to apologize to Meng Fu in person.

Meng Fu hadn’t arrived yet. As master Jiang was waiting, he remembered that Jiang Quan had asked him to do a DNA test. He was moved.

However, before she could ask, Meng Fu pushed open the door and entered the room.

“Fu ‘er.” Master Jiang stood up when he saw Meng Fu.

Jiang Quan didn’t say anything. He just pulled out a chair for her to sit down.

Jiang Xinchen did not dare to look up at Meng Fu.

The old man had prepared the menu long ago, and it was basically to Meng Fu’s taste. When he saw Meng Fu, he pushed the menu over for him to see.

Meng Fu took it and glanced at the dishes they had ordered. The whole process took less than a second.”No need, these are enough.”

Master Jiang’s heart skipped a beat when he saw her reaction. His intuition told him that Meng Fu was still angry.

“Why isn’t Zhen Ling here yet?” he turned to Jiang Quan.

Originally, master Jiang did not plan to let Yu zhenling come today. When Yu zhenling heard that they were having dinner, she took the initiative to apologize to Meng Fu.

Yu zhenling was Meng Fu’s mother after all. Master Jiang hoped that there would be no grudges between the two, so he agreed without much thought.

This was the time they had agreed on.

She still didn’t see Yu zhenling.

Old master Jiang looked at Jiang xinchen and asked him to call Yu zhenling.

Jiang xinchen had been restless. Now that the old man had asked him to make a call, he finally had something to do. He took out his phone and called Yu zhenling.

Yu zhenling picked up the call very slowly. Just as she was about to hang up, she finally answered.

mom, ” Jiang Xinyu lowered his voice, ” why aren’t you here yet? ”

Yu zhenling was already on her way to the art Association and was talking to Jiang Yiran about her painting. Both of them knew that the president was looking for her, so when she heard Jiang Xinchen’s words, she replied perfunctorily. She looked at the background that was speeding past the window and said hurriedly, the president of the art Association is looking for Yi ran. I’m accompanying Yi ran to the art Association now. I don’t have time to eat. I’ll talk to your grandfather.

She had always been very polite. After hanging up the phone, she specially called the old master.

After the call, the old man’s eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

Jiang Quan was sitting next to the old man, so the old man couldn’t avoid him. Naturally, he heard Yu zhenling’s words.

let’s eat. master Jiang’s cold face turned to Meng Fu, but it changed again in an instant. Fu ‘er, give me. few autographed photos first. The company manager’s daughter is your fan …

As the two of them spoke, Jiang Quan was listening to them from the side. He was a little surprised. The manager’s daughter was a fan of Meng Fu?

Meng Fu took out two autographed photos and handed them to old master Jiang.

Jiang Quan glanced at it casually.

He was just looking around casually, but he saw the words on the signed photo at first glance. It was not the popular artistic writing, but cursive writing signed with a black pen. It was beautiful and elegant.

“Did you write this?” Jiang Quan was stunned.

“Yes.” Meng Fu saw that there was no wine on the table, only tea and milk. She leaned back in her chair.

He didn’t know what to do.

Jiang Quan had always known that Meng Fu’s early education was not up to date. When she first entered the entertainment industry, he had heard about her because of her English problem.

He didn’t expect her to write so wildly.

**

After hanging up the phone.

In the car. Jiang Yiran. who was trying to suppress her excitement, leaned against the door and turned to Yu zhenling. mom, if you don’t go …

“Your matter is more important.” Yu zhenling patted Jiang yiran’s hand, reassuring her.

The art Association’s position in T city was irreplaceable. Yu Yong, as the Vice President, was enough to be on par with the Jiang family in some aspects. However, he and the president still found out more than just a little.

The insiders all knew that the people from T city’s painting Association and the Beijing General Association were faintly on par with T city’s city Lord.

T city’s city Lord was a true Overlord.

When such a person suddenly saw Jiang yiran, Yu zhenling couldn’t care less about Meng Fu.

Jiang yiran pursed her lips and smiled, but didn’t say anything. She was as excited as Yu zhenling.

The car sped all the way and soon arrived at T city’s main Art Association.

The main entrance of the Association was magnificently built, and the two stone lions at the entrance gave off a sense of age.

The security guard at the gate recognized Jiang Yiran’s car and let her in when he saw it.

Yu Yong was waiting for Jiang Yiran downstairs. When he arrived, he didn’t waste any time. As he led Jiang Yiran to the middle of the building, he explained to her about the president.

I’ve only seen him twice, ” Yu Yong said in a low voice. he has a strong aura. If you can catch his eye and give him a few pointers, it’ll be more useful than you going to the A-Class booth …

Jiang Yiran nodded. Of course, she knew about this.

In the office.

The president stood by the window with his hands behind his back. When the staff brought Yu yongjiang in, he turned to look at Jiang yiran, his eyes obscure. you’re the one who drew? Can you tell me about the artistic conception of your painting?”

Yu Yong didn’t say anything and only used his peripheral vision to signal to Jiang Yiran.

Jiang Yiran took a deep breath. These were all common questions in painting. She had a draft in her mind on the way here, so she spoke with fervor and assurance, ” when I painted this picture, I was thinking of a Hundred Flowers competing for beauty, all things …

When the president heard the second sentence, his expression turned dull. Out of courtesy, he didn’t interrupt Jiang Yiran. He only glanced at the person beside him, who immediately left and brought in another painting.

When Jiang yiran finished, he shook his head and unfolded the painting that the person beside him had just brought in. “You’re drawing this Hundred Flowers Painting, right? It’s mature enough, but it’s lacking some spiritual energy.”

He put the painting aside and opened the other box. I’m talking about this painting of old man ku mu. Take a look and see if you recognize it.

Yu Yong looked at the box and was stunned.

He recognized it. It was the box that Jiang Quan had given him last time.