After thousands of people wake up

Chapter 27

class again

tell me

Yilan Studio.

Artists don't care about real things, and the public opinion about the marriage of the two families that is flying all over the sky is silent here.

Of course, the more important thing is that Li Zixian has no time to pay attention to the real time.

Inside this two-story small building, it seems to be a clean place isolated from the world, uncontaminated by the noise and disturbance of the world.

Only the faint smell of oil paint, canvas, and canvas varnish is in the air of the studio, and there are picture frames, easels, tools, and completed and unfinished oil paintings everywhere.

Tang Luofan liked the feeling of soaking in it very much, and gradually, coming to the studio to paint every day became an indispensable habit of his life.

At the moment, he is sitting in the studio on the second floor discussing with Li Zixian the themes and frameworks of his entries.

Holding a large cup of thick pure black coffee, Li Zixian stared at a pair of eyes with dark circles that were never sleep-deprived, and asked again: "Are you sure you want to make a work of the landscape impression genre, and come to participate in your first work Exhibit."

"Correct."

Tang Luofan looked at a sketch of a sailing boat he had drawn with an outline pen, nodded and said, "I want to call it "Set Sail""

It symbolizes a new beginning in his life, sailing to a place he didn't know he would reach.

Li Zixian pondered: "My suggestion, it is best to use realistic still life paintings as the safest entries. After all, you are a newcomer, and realistic still life paintings can show your painting skills."

"But the Impressionist school is difficult. After all, everyone has a different perspective on the works of the Impressionist school."

Tang Luofan: "Let me try it. If you think it's not good after I draw it, I'll submit other works to the competition."

"also."

Li Zixian looked at the works that Tang Luofan had drawn in the studio these days, and said, "If it's really too late, just choose one of your discarded works, modify and modify it, and take it to the competition."

"Anyway, these works are at the level of students majoring in oil painting, so it's not a shame to show them."

Tang Luofan was quite shocked, and asked sadly: "Senior Sister, is my current level just at the level of an oil painting major?"

"It's only been a few days, and it's great to be able to reach this level."

Li Zixian pointed to Tang Luofan's chronological works in the studio, and said, "Your progress speed is the speed at which others ride bicycles and you fly airplanes."

Tang Luofan's eyes lit up: "Really? I've improved so fast?"

"That is."

Li Zixian pointed to his face and said, "I don't even look at who your teacher is."

"...Okay, it's your teacher who taught me well, Senior Sister."

"Stop talking, hurry up and start painting."

At this time, Xiao Qiao came up.

Holding her mobile phone, she looked at the two of them and said without words: "Mr. Li, Mr. Su, I just saw someone spreading rumors about you in the "Oil Painting Heroes". "

"What rumour?"

Xiao Qiao took the phone and read the messages in this group: "Have you heard? Li Zixian wants to recommend a 22-year-old boy who is handsome and cute without any history of oil painting to participate in the art exhibition!!"

"22 years old? Cute and handsome? Li Zixian is going to take care of Xiao Xianrou again?!"

"And recommend him to participate in the art exhibition? Will Li Zixian put his own work on it and put the name of the boy on it?"

"The last time she praised a celebrity, she was treated as a big wrong and cheated money, but this time, she doesn't know what she will suffer when she praises an artist. This woman really cares about eating but not beating."

Li Zixian: ..

"Who the hell spread rumors and slandered my reputation?"

Tang Luofan: ..

"Then the boy was talking about me."

Why was he rumored to be adopted/raised again?

Xiao Qiao sneered at her: "Who gave you a dark history of keeping little fresh meat?"

"However, when Teacher Su's true identity is exposed, they will find that you can't even afford to support one of Teacher Su's fingers."

Li Zixian snorted: "Little Qiao, you think highly of me. I am being raised by Teacher Su now."

The high tuition fees paid by Mr. Su's students are enough for her to prepay the bank interest for three months in advance.

Tang Luofan was speechless and helpless: "Forget it, this kind of rumor is self-defeating. Don't worry about it."

Xiao Qiao really didn't care, and continued to report gossip with her mobile phone: "There is another piece of news. It is said: Master Su Man's "Dawn" work was bought at a high price of 7000 million, and it seems that it is currently being traded. "

Tang Luofan:! !

Mom's work was bought.

"What? 7000 million!!"

Li Zixian stared at her panda eyes and knelt down, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh my God, 7000 million. I kneel to Teacher Su Man."

"7000 million!! Not only can I pay off all my bank loans, but I can also buy a flat in the city center. With 7000 million, who the hell wants to take orders and sell paintings!!"

Tang Luofan: .. "Sister, calm down."

"Little Joe!!"

Li Zixian couldn't calm down at all: "How can I say that I was also a student brought out by Teacher Su Man back then, and raised the price of my works to 6 figures, will I be able to pay off the loan a few years earlier soon!!"

Xiao Qiao hit her mercilessly: "Ms. Li, your work can be sold now because it can be shown off by others, and the price is not expensive."

"Once the price of your work exceeds the market acceptance price, I don't think even a single order will be received."

Li Zixian knelt down on the ground with a "boom", her whole body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible black despondency, she murmured to herself in a low voice: "Yeah, I only deserve to sell paintings at low prices and eat bad money. loan."

"I'm not an artist, I'm just a commercial painter, and I'll paint when I'm paid."

She got up from the ground, walked to her easel with staring eyes, and said, "I can't be a talented painter like Teacher Su Man, can't I also be a hardworking painter? Don't stop me, I want Painting, I have to pay back the loan."

Xiao Qiao: "No one is stopping you, hurry up and draw."

Tang Luofan was no stranger to Li Zixian's nonsensical behavior.

He asked Xiao Qiao: "What is a gathering of heroes? Does anyone know who paid so much for my mother's work?"

Maybe he could follow the group to find out where his mother was.

Xiao Qiao: "It's just a group of oil painting painters and oil painting hobby collectors. The group says that the buyer is anonymous, so we don't know who it is yet?"

Tang Luofan was slightly disappointed: "Oh. If you have any news about my mother, please tell me."

"it is good."

The time for painting always passes quickly.

In the bright and spacious studio on the second floor, full of artistic colors, there are two quiet and engrossed painters.

On the one hand, Li Zixian worked hard to complete one order after another.

On one side is Tang Luofan immersed in the design of his works.

A few more hours passed in a blink of an eye, and the sun was setting outside in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Qiao went upstairs again, walked up to Tang Luofan, and asked, "Mr. Su, it's time for classmate Lin. Classmate Lin is waiting for you to teach him in the studio on the first floor."

Classmate Lin? ?

Tang Luofan was in a daze.

Oh, today there is classmate Lin, his fiancé--He Huai's painting class.

"You wait for me first."

After Tang Luofan came to his senses, he put down the brush in his hand and went to open his backpack, and took out a thick and exquisite photo album from it.

Then, he sat down and began to look through the superbly preserved photos in the album one by one.

Xiao Qiao:? ?

"Mr. Su, what is this?"

"I collected all the promotional photos and album cards sold by Guan Li during his debut. How about it? Look, he is handsome!"

Little Joe: ..

"What are you doing looking at Guan Li's photo right now?"

Tang Luofan: "Wash your eyes and purify your soul."

Xiao Qiao:? ?

Watched for about 1 minute.

Only then did Tang Luofan close the album, and said confidently, "Okay. Let's go to classmate Lin."

Little Joe: ..

It’s over.

Sure enough, after following Li Zixian for a long time, everyone will get crazy.

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He Huai sat in the studio on the first floor, waiting for his "Teacher Su".

He didn't wear a serious suit today, but a black T-shirt and a pair of tight and stylish slacks.

With a change of clothes, the atmosphere of the whole person also changed.

That stern and handsome face faded away from the rigor of his previous president, but there was another rough and handsome look.In particular, he has profound facial features and a tall stature. The black T-shirt also reveals the perfect muscle lines on his shoulders and arms. His long and straight legs look tough and powerful under the modification of slacks.

Just sitting there with a blank face gives people a cool charm that makes people want to look more, but dare not look directly.

When Tang Luofan opened the studio door, he saw this "Classmate Lin" with a completely different style from usual.

His heart, which had just been purified, jumped uncontrollably, and his eyes lit up.

What the hell, classmate Lin is even more handsome today! !

Fuck, don't think so!

Tang Luofan immediately threw out this dangerous thought, and kept warning himself soberly: No matter how handsome he is, he is still Li Yan's man.

He is not rare, he only cares about his idol Guan Li.

Thinking about it, Tang Luofan deliberately turned his eyes away from He Huai, walked straight to the easel, and began to prepare for class, while casually asking: "Student Lin, you are here. What do you want to draw today?"

He Huai: ..

After knowing the relationship between the two, the boy was no longer polite to him.

Didn't smile at him either.

When the assistant Yu Hui saw Tang Luofan coming in, he walked over immediately, and graciously handed over a cup of milk tea and a box of exquisitely packaged snacks, and said, "Tang... Su, teacher Su, hello. Mr. He is afraid that you have worked hard in class, so on the way here , specially brought you some milk tea and snacks. Try it."

The milk tea was the kind of milk tea Xiao Qiao bought for him when he was in class, and he liked it very much.

Tang Luofan glanced at He Huai, took the milk tea cup in one hand, and said, "Thank you."

Yu Hui added: "I didn't know you were Young Master Tang before, so please forgive me if I offended you so much. If you need me to do anything in the future, just ask."

"fine."

Tang Luofan waved him down, and said to He Huai, "Your assistant is good."

He Huai looked at the boy's attire.

A loose T-shirt and shorts with no logo, and unknown sneakers.It is the outfit of young boys that can be seen everywhere on the street.

Just looking at the clothes, it is really hard to imagine that such a boy would be the son of the chairman of Tang Ding Group in S City.

He asked, "Are you wearing this to hide your identity?"

Tang Luofan bit his milk tea straw, looked down at his clothes, and said, "Uncle Zhao prepared them all. He knew that my dirty clothes would be thrown away, so he prepared clothes for me that would be convenient for activities and would not be a pity to throw away."

Uncle Zhao?

He Huai thought of the polite butler who received him when he went to Tang's house.

He said, "Your housekeeper is nice."

"right."

Tang Luofan rolled his eyes: "Uncle Zhao is very nice. He has been in our house for more than ten years, and now our whole family can't live without him. I want to bring him to live in our house after I marry you."

"Is it?"

The corners of He Huai's lips were bent, and there was a gentle smile in his always deep and dark eyes.

This shallow smile gave the man who had always been indifferent and alienated a little more human charm. It formed a strong contrast with his cool appearance and aroused a strong visual beauty.

Tang Luofan stared blankly for a second, then immediately turned his head and said, "Okay, you are short on time, start class. Tell me what you want to draw?"

"I don't have any ideas today, you decide."

"Then, is it okay to draw sailboats sailing in the sea?"

Tang Luofan asked, holding a pencil in one hand and began to draw lines on the canvas.

Anyway, this is also the theme painting that he wants to take in the competition.

"When did you start learning to draw?"

Beside him, the man suddenly asked him a question.

The voice is mellow and slow, which sounds very comfortable.

Tang Luofan answered him while drawing, "I learned from my mother when I was young, and I still have to win the Children's Painting Award."

"Now as a hobby?"

"No, I plan to develop in this direction in the future."

"Would Uncle Tang be willing?"

"I didn't want to at first, but he didn't seem to want to care about me after the quarrel. Besides, I'm going to marry you. I'll be free when I leave the Tang family."

He Huai was startled, and he frowned and said in thought: "You are willing to agree to marry me because of this?"

"That's it."

As soon as Tang Luofan said this, he felt something was wrong.

He squinted his eyes and looked at He Huai, "You're telling me something."

He Huai looked at him and chuckled.

Tang Luofan quickly looked away again, and continued to draw the sailing boat on the sea.

Silently complaining in his heart: This damn hero, when he smiles, he looks so damn good-looking!

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