Gangster Cannon Fodder

　　 "This painting is pretty good!" Fang Xingwei stared at the portrait of the young girl and drew his spirit, "It's much better than the messy paintings in front of you that you can't understand at all!"

　　 Before he finished his words, Fu Mubai's face suddenly sank.

Although Du Zehua felt that the painting was very compelling, he did not appreciate and admire the painting like Fang Xingwei did. Instead, he felt a chill on his back and couldn't help saying: "How weird this painting feels. ?"

　　 Li Yanzhang and Peng Hanyi looked at him together, and the two said in unison: "How come? How good is this painting!"

　　Du Zehua: "……"

　　 It was the first time he encountered this kind of aesthetic difference from the other three people.

　　 Is it really something wrong with his aesthetics? ?

　　 Fu Mubai heard the conversation between several people and looked back at them.

　　 From this look, I can see the difference.

　　Du Zehua really deserves to be a person with a deep blessing. Standing in front of this weird oil painting at this time, Du Zehua still has clear eyes and is not affected at all.

　　 In contrast, Fang Xingwei's three foreheads showed a faint dark color, which was obviously affected by this painting.

　　 "This painting is not easy!" Fu Mubai ticked the corner of his mouth, and there was a coldness in his eyes that was imperceptible.

　　 A few people suddenly refreshed: "Where is it not easy?"

Fu Mubai didn't explain anything to several people, but just said, "Are you all tired of being in the gallery? Or should you go out to get some air and take a break. I have something to do, and I want to talk to the gallery owner." talk."

　　 The four of them looked blank.

　　 Although they did have the idea of ​​slipping away just now, at this time, they are rarely interested in a painting at the same time, and there is obviously a story in the painting. How could they still be willing to just leave?

　　 "Don't worry." Du Zehua said hurriedly, "Do you know who the owner of this gallery is? Are you sure you can see each other?"

　　 Fu Mu Bai was taken aback.

　　 She hadn't really considered this issue before.

　　 Mainly because she had never been rejected when she went out in her own life in her previous life. So when she encountered something new this time, her first thought was to go directly to the gallery owner, without even considering whether she could find someone smoothly.

　　 It seems that I still have to change some of these habits!

　　 "Why, can you see it?" Fu Mubai asked back.

　　 She is not stupid.

　　Since Du Zehua asked such a question, it means that he is looking for someone, he must be a little sure about it!

　　 Du Zehua smiled slightly: "This kind of thing can be left to us. However, you have to promise us first and tell us the story of this painting. You can't leave us alone."

　　 There is incredible confidence in his words.

　　 Fu Mubai didn't expect Du Zehua to have this idea.

　　 She said noncommittal: "Okay! But I want to see the gallery owner as soon as possible, and the sooner the better!"

"no problem!"

　　 Du Zehua was overjoyed and immediately agreed, and then he was about to call someone to inquire about the gallery.

　　 As soon as he dialed the call, a pleasant voice came not far away: "Xiaohua, why are you here? Are you here with your classmates?"

Xiaohua?

　　 This name sounds like "Xiaohua".

　　 Several people turned their heads to look around, and saw a woman with a particularly elegant dress standing in front of them happily.

　　 Fang Xingwei looked at Du Zehua a few times with a smile, obviously he was laughing at his nickname.

　　 Du Zehua didn't bother to care about him.

　　 "Aunt Song, it's you!" Du Zehua was obviously surprised by the sudden appearance of the woman, but he quickly reacted and said in surprise, "Aunt Song, did you open this gallery?"

　　 This woman named Aunt Song should be quite old, but she is well maintained. At a glance, she can't tell her true age at all, but she should be in her thirties anyway.

　　 The woman's black hair was loosely tied together and combed into a big braid. No extra accessories were worn on the braids, just a purple silk headband, which looked noble and low-key.

　　 She wore a goose yellow long-sleeved dress, and she looked even younger.

　　 Such a woman stood in front of her with a smile, and even Fu Mubai couldn't help but glanced twice.

"Yeah!" Song Huiwan smiled softly, "I usually do nothing to do at home, so I can find something for myself. I originally invited your mother to come over and have a look, but she came early and temporarily. Something has happened, I have already left. If I had known that you were also interested in the gallery, I should have told your mother a little more and let her bring you here!"

　　 Du Zehua didn't expect such a thing to happen.

He waved his hand indifferently: "What else can my mother do? She must be anxious to play mahjong with her players. And even if she does bring me here, she will definitely stay in the end. I'm here to watch the paintings slowly, and she definitely can't stand it herself!"

　　 Song Huiwan couldn't help laughing~www.readwn.com~ Fu Mubai quietly poked Du Zehua in the waist.

Du Zehua finally remembered the business, and hurriedly introduced Fu Mubai to Song Huiwan, especially Fu Mubai: "Aunt Song, they are all my classmates. This is Fang Xingwei, this is Li Yanzhang and Peng Hanyi. And this, her name is Fu Mubai is really amazing!"

　　 A few people also greeted Song Huiwan obediently.

Song Huiwan didn’t think much about Du Zehua’s “extraordinary” words. She thought that Du Zehua was saying that Fu Mubai’s academic performance was very good. She just smiled and nodded: “Since you are young Hua’s classmates are all my juniors. Don’t be polite to treat this as your own home. If you have a fancy painting, you can also ask Xiao Hua to tell me that I will give it to you then. Treat it as a gift for your family meeting."

　　 A few boys hurriedly waved their hands and said no, but Fu Mubai abruptly pointed to the portrait on the side wall and asked, "Can this painting be given to us?"

　　 The boys were silent, only quietly looking at Fu Mubai's expression.

　　 Although Song Huiwan felt that Fu Mubai's request was a bit abrupt, she had already praised Haikou before, and it was just an ordinary painting, and it didn't cost much to receive it, so it doesn't hurt to send it out.

She faintly smiled and said: "Of course you can. Does student Fu like this painting? I will ask the staff in the gallery to wrap up the painting. When you leave, go to the front desk to report my name and you will receive this painting. painted."

　　 Du Zehua can be said to be from a wealthy family, and their outfits are naturally not bad. Compared with them, Fu Mubai's cheap clothes looked a little shabby.

　　 Song Huiwan had actually noticed this when she walked over just now.