Taoyuan little fisherman

Chapter 497 The Master of Chinese Painting Comes
Xu Qian looked at Li Xiao with kind eyes, "Xiao Xiao, I haven't seen you in a year, and you've grown taller again. It's really good."

"Uncle Xu, my teacher is on a business trip. If he knows that you came to the art exhibition, he must be so mad that he didn't catch up." Li Xiao's eyes were full of admiration for Xu Qian.

"Haha, it's okay, I'll visit him another day."

After Xu Qian laughed, he turned directly to Xu Dongxing.

"Dongxing, where is that kid named Xiaobai?" Xu Qian asked.

Xu Dongxing quickly turned to the white-faced rough-tailed ape and introduced to Xu Qian solemnly: "That's it!"

Xu Qian looked at the white-faced rough-tailed ape and nodded, then turned to Wang Tianhui, "You are Mr. Wang, right? The one next to you is Mr. Xu?"

Wang Tianhui replied: "It's me, how do you know us?"

Xu Qian laughed, "My son told me. He sent me a picture last night, which was drawn by this classmate Xiaobai. I couldn't sleep after seeing it. I flew to Linjiang overnight. Come, at least it’s time to catch up.”

"Your son?" Wang Tianhui looked at Xu Dongxing.

Xu Dongxing scratched his head embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, Brother Wang, my dad is such a famous painter, and I'm already 20 years old and haven't made any achievements in painting. I really can't say it."

Li Xiao was also shocked, "So you are Uncle Xu's son. I never heard my teacher mention that Uncle Xu also has a son who can draw!"

Xu Dongxing blushed even more when he heard what Li Xiao said.

"You are really good. I heard that it is your first time to participate in the competition, and you got the good result of being tied for No.2 with Fan Xiaojin in the professional group. It is already very good." Li Xiao praised Xu Dongxing.

Xu Dongxing blushed and said, "If you don't retire, I might not even get No.2."

Speaking of the retirement, Li Xiao also blushed.

"Okay, let's talk about the things between you children when you have time, Dongxing, where are those paintings, bring them here and let me have a look!" Xu Qian couldn't wait.

"Okay! Dad, wait a minute." After Xu Dongxing finished speaking, he called a few staff members and went to the fourth floor together.

The melon eaters were shocked to see Xu Qian himself, and even more shocked that Xu Qian had a son who was also accomplished in painting.

Of course, these were not enough to make Xu Qian even more exciting than Xu Qian who traveled thousands of miles to meet a little-known artist.

Who is this tightly covered child?Hearing they call him Xiaobai, who is Xiaobai?

At this time, someone said that the paintings on the main walls of the first and second floors were all painted by Xiaobai.

After hearing this person's words, everyone suddenly realized that Li Xiao was not a talented little painter, but this Xiaobai.

And with the attention of national master Xu Qian, this kid must have a bright future.

More and more people heard that Xu Qian came to the exhibition in person, and the people downstairs also crowded to the third floor.

Soon, the third floor was filled with people eating melons.

Xu Qian is too famous. He is not only a master of traditional Chinese painting, but also has some status in other fields. The most important thing is that this person is so unpredictable that the media can't catch him everywhere. I didn't expect him to come to the door by himself.

The melon eaters and the media surrounded Xu Qian.

However, Xu Qian had the indifferent expression of an outsider, completely unaffected by these people, and only stared at the corridor entrance.

Xu Changshan quietly tugged at the corner of Wang Tianhui's clothes.

"I said Tianhui, this guy seems to be a big shot!"

Wang Tianhui smiled and said: "It looks like it should, otherwise why would there be such a big battle?"

Xu Changshan nodded, "Is this big man coming for Xiaobai? Is Xiaobai going to be famous?"

Wang Tianhui sighed, and said with a bit of Versailles: "We wanted to keep a low profile, but it seems that our strength does not allow it."

"Then Xiaobai's paintings have to increase in price?" Xu Changshan asked again.

Wang Tianhui nodded with a smile.

Now I regret that I set the price of the painting a bit low.

But there is no way. The price of the cultural center is based on the level of the painting. It can fluctuate a little according to personal will, but the range is not high.

No matter how good the painting of the white-faced rough-tailed ape is, it is hung on the first and second floors after all. Because it is hung on the front wall, it can only be a little higher than the ones on the same floor.

But fortunately, the sale of paintings in the art exhibition is an auction mode. Even if the reserve price is very low, as long as there are many people robbing it, it may still be auctioned at an unexpectedly high price.

Wang Tianhui did not expect that Xu Qian, a master of traditional Chinese painting who was more famous than Wang Qianqiu, would come in person, just to see the painting of the white-faced rough-tailed ape.

Just because of this gimmick, the value of the White-faced Thick-tailed Ape may increase.

A few minutes later, several workers moved down the ten paintings drawn by the white-faced macaque last night.

As soon as these ink paintings were moved down, the crowd exclaimed.

"My God, these paintings are made by a child?"

"Although I don't know much about painting, even a layman can't take his eyes off these paintings."

"The writing, the thickness, and the strength are all at the level of a master."

"I also believe that these paintings were painted by Teacher Xu Qian."

……

Xu Qian quickly took out his glasses from his supply bag and walked towards the paintings. The crowd automatically moved out of the way and followed behind Xu Qian to watch.

Looking at these paintings, Wang Tianhui couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

I thought that the white-faced rough-tailed ape was copying Xu Qian's paintings all night, but I didn't expect it to use Xu Qian's painting techniques to paint its own paintings.

Five of these ten pictures are landscape pictures of Yujia Village, which completely depict the natural and peaceful beauty of Yujia Village with ink and wash, and the layout of the pictures is super beautiful and artistic, just like a fairyland. Wang Tianhui never knew that his hometown could still be like this beautiful.

In just a few days, the painting skills of the white-faced rough-tailed ape have improved a lot.

The remaining five paintings have fish and shrimp, Wukong Xiaohua and people in the fishing village.

There is another one that Wang Tianhui didn't expect, and the white-faced thick-tailed ape also drew him into the painting.

This painting made Wang Tianhui's eyes wet.

In the picture is the riverside of the cabin, Wang Tianhui is sitting by the riverside reading a book, and the white-faced rough-tailed monkey is sleeping beside him.

In this seemingly ordinary painting, the most eye-catching thing is the reflection in the river.

The scenery in the reflection is as usual, except that the white-faced rough-tailed ape is not leaning on Wang Tianhui but its mother, a big white-faced thick-tailed ape.

It regards Wang Tianhui as its mother to express its love and attachment to Wang Tianhui.

At this time, the hand of the white-faced rough-tailed ape was holding Wang Tianhui's, and he was very touched and shook it gently.

The white-faced rough-tailed ape saw Wang Tianhui looking at its painting, its eyes were red, and it also felt Wang Tianhui's feelings, so it couldn't help leaning on him like in the painting.

"Good! Great! It's just perfect!"

Xu Qian choked up and took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

Wang Tianhui conveyed Xu Qian's meaning to the white-faced rough-tailed ape, and the white-faced thick-tailed ape was praised by its respected people, so happy that it got carried away and jumped up like an ape

(End of this chapter)