Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"What?"

"Go to the art exhibition."

"Don't you mean tomorrow?"

"What about tomorrow and today, isn't it the same one day earlier or one day later?"

There are masterpieces handed down from generation to generation by Luan Feng in the art exhibition, she is understandably anxious, but Zhang Xuan followed along to join in the fun.

"I'll follow along to have a look. Sister Feng said that she drew some beautiful paintings."

"Idiot! You can believe what she says."

"No foul language today."

So, someone was escorted to the Cultural Palace by two women's soldiers like a prisoner of war.

There are still a lot of people in the Cultural Palace, and the most crowded one is the park in the middle of the Cultural Palace.

The Cultural Palace is a ring-shaped building with an open-air blank area in the middle, forming a park.

But now I don't know who came up with a bad idea to build a concrete ice rink in this place that was originally a park.

At this time, there were about a dozen children and youths skating on the ice, wearing roller shoes and speeding on the ice rink.

The roller skating rink is surrounded by iron railings about the height of an adult's chest. Many people rest their arms on the railings to watch the people in the rink skate on the cold ice.

Wan Feng hadn't been to the Cultural Palace a few times since it was completed, and he didn't even know where the art exhibition room of the Cultural Palace was.

Luan Feng dragged Wan Feng up to the third floor, where he saw paintings by Jiangwei peasant painters in a large room with an area of ​​about 500 square meters.

Not to mention, there are not too few people here, there are about 30 to [-] people here and there.

When he got here, Wan Feng broke free from the arms bound by the two women all the way.

Finally be free.

Wan Feng put his hands behind his back and tried his best to present himself as an artist, but he gave up this plan after seeing a few paintings.

If he is a real artist, to see this kind of painting in a gallery is like plastering the artist's name.

He didn't mean to look down on peasant paintings in this way, but the peasant paintings he saw were too weird.

Even if you don't understand what 3D is, you can't paint pigs in the sky.

Peasant paintings are usually in 2D effect, which makes the distant view seem to be painted in the sky.

This painting shows a pig in the distant background, and the pig looks like it is flying in the sky.

Not to mention that the pig is very cute, the expression seems to say: See, I can fly into the sky.

Wan Feng was amused by the painting.

Take a look at the author: Phoenix Nirvana.

Why did this come out as a net name?

"Mr. Wan! Have you taken a fancy to this painting?"

A staff member of the Cultural Palace, a little girl with dimples all over her face, asked with a smile.

"This painting looks very festive. I'm going to buy it. How much is it?"

"one thousand!"

"One thousand? Who is so bold? Is this a plan to rob?"

"Mr. Wan! A big boss like you won't lower your status if you say such a thing?"

oops!Whose little girl is this?You are so brave, you dare to teach Boss Wan a lesson!

Chapter 2387

The little girl had no timidity towards Wan Feng: "This is the work of one of the most talented painters in Jiangwei Village. You can see how good the painting is, and you can see how interesting this little pig is. You can buy it."

The little girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a begging tone.

"Five hundred! I'll buy it for five hundred." This must be bargained.

"Five hundred is not enough, you are disrespecting art."

Art, claw claw, what is this art?Pigs are in the sky and dare to talk about art.

"Six hundred! No more."

"Eight hundred!"

"Seven hundred!"

"Deal! Give me the money!" The little girl stretched out a small snow-white hand, as if she was afraid that someone would renege on the debt.

In someone's heart, it seems that I am Lao Lai.

There is always a sense of being cheated when someone counts out their money.

The little girl held the money and cheered into the distance: "President Feng! It's sold!"

Wan Feng mentally yelled that it was bad!The feeling of being cheated is even stronger.

President Feng!Could it be Luan Feng?

Phoenix Nirvana!I feel that the relationship with Luan Feng is getting closer.

A person flashed in the distance, and ran to his eyes in the blink of an eye.

Someone's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Why am I so stupid!Just based on the pig flying into the sky, it should be thought that it was drawn by Luan Feng's inconspicuous painting.

Most people don't dare to draw like that at all.

"Mr. Feng! Mr. Wan bought your painting for seven hundred yuan."

Luan Feng blushed with excitement: "Really!"

The little girl raised a handful of money in her hand: "Look, look!"

Luan Feng took the money and looked at someone complacently: "How is it? Is your wife good?"