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Bai Hexuan blinked, and quickly realized that Gu Nian probably didn't understand Baishi, then put his legs on the ground, moved forward with the chair, and began to explain to her: "The picture book you brought from your father last time , is the work of Baishi, he is known as the man who sealed the mountain of Chinese painting."

Chinese painting has been handed down to the present, and there are very few people who can become masters. Most of them just take advantage of the convenience of their families to have a place in the Chinese painting circle. They have learned a lot of techniques and there are many people who can evaluate them. There are not many people who draw.

As a result, there was a wave of retro evaluation, and everyone turned to study the works of famous ancient masters, but there are very few contemporary Chinese painting works.

For a long time, people in the circle have tacitly felt that maybe Chinese painting is about to decline.

Baishi was born at this time.

His first work is "Drunken Empty Mountain".

At an exchange meeting of famous Chinese painting masters, Su Yue, a young scholar who just joined the association, brought a painting by an unknown author.

This kind of exchange meeting, in fact, is to bring out their own collections, one is to evaluate each other, and the other is to show the status of the association, the collection of paintings is more, or has a certain relationship with contemporary famous artists, in the field of traditional Chinese painting With a place, the status in the association will also rise.

It's just that at the beginning, everyone didn't really pay attention to Su Yue. The young people who just joined the association naturally didn't have many collections, and their interpersonal relationship was still far behind. Until later, after the exchange meeting started, Su Yue showed this work in front of everyone and became famous in one fell swoop.

Su Yue gained a firm foothold in the traditional Chinese painting circle with "Drunken Empty Mountain", and also brought Baishi's name to everyone's eyes.

There is no age, no gender, and no specific information, but this name is actually established in the Chinese Painting Association and has taken root.

It's just that those experts and scholars have reached a consensus that Baishi is a master who is at least 50 years old.

Because Baishi's paintings are full of vigor, wide opening and closing, and every stroke of shade is just right. The technique used is very casual, but it can be seen that the painter is handy. With the ups and downs of the perspective in the painting, he can slightly Peeping at Baishi's heart for a long time, the painting environment is the state of mind, and it is impossible to paint without half a hundred years.

Bai Hexuan tapped his knuckles on the table: "Later, Baishi only produced one painting every six months, but each one was a masterpiece. In the art world, I have never seen a living person who can compare Shiraishi is the first one who has passed the dead."

It is a common practice in the art world that the value of their works will gradually increase only after the author has passed away, but Baishi's paintings have reached sky-high prices when they first appeared, and they have continued to increase in value over the years. His paintings are not many, so It is even more precious.

Gu Nian hugged the thermos cup, drank water in small sips, and slowly rubbed the cup with his fingertips.

"Su Yue is the Taishan Beidou in the Chinese painting circle. He is very young and has young qualifications, but he is firmly seated in the first-tier seat of the Beijing School, because Baishi's paintings are all passed down from him." Bai Hexuan rarely met himself What I am good at, I can't wait to show everything I know.

Seeing that Gu Nian's expression didn't change much, he gave Gu Nian a mysterious look: "Actually, I guess, Baishi is probably an alias."

Gu Nian raised her eyes to look at him, her exquisite eyebrows and eyes showed some vigilance and meaning, she held the cup, looking very natural: "Why?"

Bai Hexuan blinked, and then said with great enthusiasm: "Think about it, why is only Su Yue able to get Baishi's work? What does this mean?"

Gu Nian's gaze faded, she stared at Bai Hexuan, and said slowly, "What do you mean?"

With an expression of "you don't even know this", Bai Hexuan patted his thigh and said, "It means that Su Yue is actually Baishi's son!"

Gu Nian: "."

"Look, Su Yue seemed to be in his early 20s when he first went there, and Bai Shi was around 50 years old, just the right age." The more Bai Hexuan said, the more he felt believable. He covered his mouth, feeling that he had discovered a shocking discovery. Secret, "Otherwise, why are Baishi's paintings only handed over to Su Yue?"

Gu Nian: "."

Bai Hexuan met Gu Nian's eyes, his mind was still excited but his senses had come back a little bit, he asked suspiciously: "Why do I feel like you are looking at a fool."

He suddenly remembered something, and became excited again: "Gu Niannian, I heard from people in your class that you can also draw?"

Gu Nian nodded, her brows and eyes were still clear and cold, as if she didn't care.

Bai Hexuan stroked his chin, and looked at the two people on the sofa. The two of them had the same cool aura around them, and there was a bottomless coldness in their exquisite eyebrows and eyes, just like Baishi's ink painting, equally stunning, And just right.

He said seriously: "Nian Nian, you should learn to draw well, now you are only one painter away from a famous painter."

Gu Nian: "."

Is she famous now?
Bai Hexuan understood the meaning of her expression this time, and nodded repeatedly: "You may not be very clear about the position of the third master in the Nine Family Family."

Gu Nian: "."

I understand, because Huo Qiyan is very famous.

Huo Qiyan glanced at his watch, closed the book, put it on the table, and said slowly: "It's almost time."

After his words fell, Gu Nian who was beside him also got up, with a very natural expression, ready to leave with Huo Qiyan.

The two of them didn't say a word, but they showed a tacit understanding in every action. Bai Hexuan also glanced at the time, it was more than an hour before dinner.

After Gu Nian and Huo Qiyan left, Bai Hexuan picked up the phone again. There were still a few messages on it that had just been sent. He clicked his tongue, and then sent a voice message: "Okay, grandpa, the old man wants to Go, can I stop him? Go, go."

Fu's old house.

A black business car drove over slowly. Tang Xin and Fu Yingwan were sitting in the back seat of the car. When they were still a little close, they saw a Volkswagen parked in the yard.

The car looked ordinary from a distance, and the two of them took a look at it, but they didn't take it seriously, but Fu Yingwan frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Your teacher's friend again?"

Tang Xin just smiled politely and didn't answer this sentence. The tone of Fu Yingwan's words seemed to be disrespectful. Tang Xin knew why. The model of the car was very ordinary, only about [-] yuan , and it's been a few years, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it can attract attention.

Fu Yingwan has never been very fond of Fu Yingshen's friends, they are all teachers, and they are full of money, and the salary of a university teacher can't be said to be much.

Tang Xin glanced at the car, then looked away, looked out the window, and stopped talking.

"The car in the capital?" The driver in front suddenly poked his head forward in surprise, and said with some novelty.

Beijing?

One sentence immediately drew the attention of both Fu Yingwan and Tang Xin. In this family, there was only one person related to the capital, Fu Yingwan, so the driver asked her directly.

Fu Yingwan felt strange, although she was married to the capital city, she always went to the capital city, and no one from the Qin family had ever been to city H. She pressed the car window and took a look. It wasn't a license plate she knew, and she suddenly thought of it What, asked suspiciously: "Xin'er, are you a friend from the capital?"

Tang Xin should be the only one who has the most relationship with the capital now.

Tang Xin thought for a while, then pressed the window of the car, nodded and said, "Then they must be looking for me."

In the capital city, Teacher Gu and Aunt Fu are more familiar, so it is normal to come to Fu's house to look for her.

Tang Xin tidied her hair and clothes, and then organized her thoughts. She will probably talk about her latest research project later.

When the car drove into the gate, Tang Xin's eyes evoked a smile of anticipation. Just as she was about to get out of the car, she heard a voice from the yard. She froze for a moment, and the smile froze on the corners of her lips.

"Nian Nian, are you hungry? What do you want to eat tonight?" Fu Yingshen was coming out of the field, and took a cloth to wipe the mud on his feet.

Gu Nian was standing on the path in the garden, wearing a white padded jacket, with her hands in her pockets, looking a bit lazy, when she heard Fu Yingshen's words, she just said casually, "Whatever you want."

"Why is she here?" Fu Yingwan frowned immediately, opened the door and got out of the car.

Tang Xin pursed her lips, and only slowly got out of the car when she saw that Fu Yingwan had already walked in Gu Nian's direction.

Fu Yingwan's back was straight, she was wearing an expensive woolen coat, her eyes were delicately made up, revealing a condescending arrogance: "Are you back?"

When Gu Nian heard her voice, there was no shock in her delicate eyebrows, Fu Yingshen frowned, and her tone sank: "This is my Nian Nian's home, and this house will be my Nian Nian's from now on."

Tang Xin's eyebrows twitched, and she immediately clenched her fists. If that's the case, Gu Nian's life would be great.

Fu Yingwan over there seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and her voice suddenly became sharp: "I think you are confused, San Jin and his brothers agree?"

Gu Nian raised her eyebrows and said in a casual tone, "I didn't agree either."

Fu Yingshen was taken aback, and was about to say something when Tang Xin's voice came over: "Teacher, is grandma at home? She's not in good health, so don't make her unhappy."

Fu Yingwan said coldly: "Xin'er is still sensible, what about people from the capital? Are they in the living room? Xin'er and I will entertain you, so you don't have to go in."

Tang Xin tidied her clothes and carefully checked whether her shoes were stained with dirt. Fu Yingwan checked for her, and after confirming that there was no problem, she said, "Let's go."

Fu Yingshen watched their movements with a wrinkled face, and his eyes were a little confused: "Who do you think is here?"

"People from the capital city." Fu Yingwan explained patiently, but her eyes did not fall on them at all, "Didn't you recognize that the car is from the capital city? Where is the driver?"

"Are you looking for me?" The low voice sounded coldly in the winter evening, and when the sun was about to set, it revealed an inaccessible luxury.