Lord Qin's little masterpiece is reborn

"Like it?"

"I like it so much! Thank you, Mom!" Ye Weiwei stepped forward and hugged Song Qiang vigorously, and Song Qiang hugged Ye Weiwei back happily.

At this moment, the hearts of the mother and daughter became closer.

Sun Xiao and Li Yun, who were watching around, also looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

These two mothers and daughters are really good, one is secretly preparing surprises for her daughter, and the other is silently providing all the help while pretending not to know behind the scenes. This calligraphy and painting exhibition is Song Qiang's gift to Ye Weiwei, and it is also Ye Weiwei's fulfillment of Song Qiang.

"What are you two still doing standing outside? The auspicious time is coming soon, why don't you come in quickly!"

Mrs. Liu waited until the two of them had had enough hugs outside, and the photographer had finished taking pictures, so she greeted the two of them.

Ye Weiwei turned to look at Mrs. Liu, and gave a big smile, "Godmother!"

"Hey!" Mrs. Liu happily agreed, and then stepped forward and walked into the exhibition hall with Ye Weiwei holding Song Qiang's arm.

The salute sounded and the ribbons fluttered, creating a lively scene.

The people from several associations who were originally invited to join the show originally planned to watch a good show, because Song Qiang, a little-known little person, wanted to hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition in an arty manner, and ignored all kinds of requests from their association. Not even paying attention to the people in their association at all, this is undoubtedly a big slap in the face of these "professionals"!

How can I bear this tone!

Therefore, although Song Qiang sent invitations to invite everyone in the association, only one official member of the association, Sang Huai, was the only one who made a difference in the end, and the other three were temporary members.

These few people were also here to watch the fun, and they were even planning to make things difficult for Song Qiang when the time was right.

So, when Song Qiang and the others were having fun together, the few of them stood aside and looked at Song Qiang and the others with aloof and disdainful eyes, waiting to see how she would lose face.

Without the support of people from their association, without the approval of the masters, let's see how Song Qiang's calligraphy and painting exhibition can go on, and don't let her paintings and calligraphy be swept into the trash can in the end, and no one will take a second look.

Nowadays, anyone who has something to do with the culture of calligraphy and painting is not the one who became famous all over the world in one fell swoop. Now if he wants to become famous in this field, he has no advice from the masters, no support from the masters behind him, and no few achievements. The dazzling certificates and trophies hang out. If you want to be famous, you are dreaming!

There is no such thing as a calligraphy and painting exhibition, it is simply looking for abuse.

Just when Sang Huai kept complaining in his heart, he came back to his senses and found that things did not develop in the way he imagined, but greatly exceeded his expectations.

He looked at these people who did not know when they appeared in the exhibition hall, and was suddenly a little confused about the situation.

Why did so many people come here in the blink of an eye, and judging from the clothes of these people, all of them are well dressed. Could it be that Song Qiang spent money to invite them here?

With this question in mind, Sang Huai began to pay special attention to these people.

snort!

He has seen a lot of this kind of routine of paying people to fill the scene.

It is also very simple to dismantle, just see if these people will really spend real money to buy these paintings and calligraphy.

After all, if you boasted about these calligraphy and painting works before, but refused to put them in your pockets, anyone with a little brain would know that there are tricks in them.

But soon, Sang Huai was confused again.

In less than an hour since the painting and calligraphy exhibition started, three works have already been selected and paid a deposit.

how can that be!

You know, because Song Qiang is a pure newcomer, when she wants to hold a painting and calligraphy exhibition, people from the association will price her calligraphy and painting works below six figures, but Song Qiang thinks very highly of herself, and the kid next to her She is also a person whose eyes are above the top. In the end, none of her calligraphy and painting works were below six figures. When the news spread, many people in the association felt that Song Qiang was crazy about money. Ruo Ruo made a bet that Song Qiang would definitely not be able to sell a single calligraphy and painting this time.

So what's going on now?

It's all trust!

right!These three people must be trustees!It must be so!

Sang Huai convinced himself over and over again in his heart.

However, his self-consolation, after paying the deposit for the No.18 personally selected works, he could no longer calm down.

In particular, one of them chose a large calligraphy and painting with a price tag of seven figures.

How could Song Qiang find so many people to be babysitters!

Just when Sang Huai was wondering who Song Qiang was, he saw a commotion at the door, and an old man with gray temples but ruddy complexion in Tang suit walked in with a smile under the guidance of several people.

When he saw the old man's face clearly, Sang Huai suddenly felt his calf spin a bit—Meng Lao!

This person turned out to be Meng Lao, one of the masters of calligraphy and painting, who has not been out of the mountain for a long time and is known as Zhang Beimeng!

Song Qiang has such a great ability to invite Meng Laodu from the capital!

It wasn't until now that Sang Huai was finally sure that they had always underestimated Song Qiang.

However, who would have thought that this seemingly weak and hopeful woman would have such great ability without showing her true nature!

If she had said earlier that she knew Mr. Meng and had such a relationship, why would it be so troublesome to organize a painting and calligraphy exhibition!

But looking at the endless stream of people in the exhibition hall, Sang Huai had to admit that even without Mr. Meng, this Song Qiang would never end up as dismal as they said.

Who the hell said that Song Qiang was just a ostentatious show with no real talents at all?

Now Sang Huai really wanted to drag out the master who commented on Song Qiang's works in that association to parade in the street.

Even Mr. Meng came to support the painting and calligraphy exhibition in person. Could the exhibitor be a person who does not live up to his name?

But even though he was extremely angry and dissatisfied, Sang Huai still approached attentively, wanting to take the opportunity to show his face in front of Mr. Meng, to show off his presence.

However, before he got close to Meng Lao's first battle, he was stopped by several black-clothed bodyguards, separating him from Meng Lao.

"Huh!" Just as Sang Huai was angry and wanted to get rid of the bodyguards blocking the way, he heard Meng Lao suddenly let out a soft sigh and walked towards him.

Sang Huai's heart was pounding with excitement, thinking that Mr. Meng had recognized him, just wanted to say that Mr. Meng's memory is really good, the two met once in the capital, let him remember himself, As a result, Meng Lao walked over him and stood in front of a pair of words behind him.

"Meng..." Sang Huai's words stuck in his throat, and the expression on his face was rigid, looking as ridiculous as a clown.

"The font is elegant, smart and timeless, and the rhyme is self-contained. Good words! Good words!"

Hearing Meng Lao's praise, Sang Huai knew in his heart that the general situation was over. The name Song Qiang would no longer be an unknown person in the painting and calligraphy circle. With the word Meng Lao, her position in the painting and calligraphy circle would be unmatched destroy.

"Senior praised me absurdly. I dare not be praised like this by senior. I arranged for senior to..." Song Qiang naturally saw Mr. Meng and saw him accompanied by several bodyguards. Knowing his extraordinary status, she hurried up to greet him.

And Ye Weiwei also saw Ye Shinian who was beside Meng Lao, with an inexplicable look in her eyes, she followed Song Qiang, and then greeted Ye Shinian with her usual expression, "I didn't expect Mr. Ye to come here today, I'm sorry."

Ye Shinian didn't expect Ye Weiwei to say these words in a calm and calm manner, and her expression naturally didn't look strange at all. For a while, her heart was full of mixed feelings, and she didn't know what to say.

He had been planning for today's appearance for several days, privately thinking about many scenes when Ye Weiwei would meet him again, but none of them were the same as now.

Looking at Ye Weiwei's eyes that looked no different from ordinary people, Ye Shinian felt extremely uncomfortable.

Rao is someone who is used to wind and rain and has never been timid in countless big scenes, but he can't say a word at this moment.

On the other hand, Mr. Meng was shocked after seeing Ye Weiwei's appearance. He stared at Ye Weiwei with wide eyes, and then turned his head to look at Ye Shinian again, "You...you two..."

Others may not know that Ye Shinian's appearance is like that of his aunt who died young, and the appearance of the little girl in front of him is [-]% like Ye Shinian's aunt!

This looks like the blood of the Ye family!

No wonder!

No wonder Ye Shinian ran to him after he returned to Beijing without doing anything, and insisted on letting him go out to support a rookie in the painting and calligraphy circles. Originally, he was unwilling, but later he heard that this person was Song Huai'an from Haicheng. After seeing her daughter, she agreed to take a look.

Back then, he and Song Huai'an were liquidated and sent down together, because they share similar interests and have a close friendship.

Now that Song Huai'an's descendants are helping, he is still willing to help, at least he should come and see if this descendant has dishonored Song Huai'an's reputation.

Only then did Ye Shinian come back to his senses, and he smiled stiffly, "It's a junior I know, a very good kid."

Hearing Ye Shinian's praise, Mr. Meng immediately became interested in Ye Weiwei. He looked at the works in the exhibition hall and asked Ye Weiwei, "Are there any works of yours here?"

Ye Weiwei shook her head quickly, and said honestly: "This junior is not even a beginner in this journey of calligraphy and painting, and even less than one-thousandth of my mother's, so I dare not show it to embarrass myself."

Seeing that her words were sincere, and that the conversation brought the topic to Song Qiang, Mr. Meng defended Song Qiang calmly, and his affection for Ye Weiwei doubled in his heart. He turned to look at Ye Shinian and said with a smile: "You are right. , this kid is smart and smart at first glance."

Ye Shinian immediately laughed with You Rongyan.

Seeing that Ye Shinian was smiling like an idiot, Mr. Meng confirmed his guess about Ye Weiwei's life experience in his heart. Ye Shinian's incident was a big one back then, and there were not many people in the upper circles in the capital who didn't know about it, but Meng Lao never expected that Ye Shinian had a past with his old friend's daughter and had such a big child.

Ye Weiwei, Ye Shinian, Song Qiang and the others didn't know that Meng Lao had made up a small script in a short time, and had such a misunderstanding. If they found out, they would definitely be dumbfounded.

On the other hand, Song Qiang greeted Mr. Meng, but Mr. Meng did not respond in time, but he still stood aside in a dignified manner, without any dissatisfaction at being neglected on his face, and his expression was still calm and composed.

Although Mr. Meng was talking to Ye Shinian, he had been paying attention to Song Qiang. Seeing that she was neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impatient, he was very satisfied, so he smiled and asked, "Little Qingzhu, I am your Uncle Meng."

Song Qiang's body trembled suddenly, she stared at Elder Meng with wide eyes, and then her eyes suddenly became moist, "Uncle Meng? It's really Uncle Meng! You... why are you here? Aren't you in the capital?"

Seeing that Song Qiang was agitated, Mr. Meng hurriedly motioned her to calm down, and said with a smile, "I heard this guy said that you held a painting and calligraphy exhibition, so I came here on a whim. Take this opportunity to revisit the old place.”

"I made Uncle Meng laugh." Song Qiang said embarrassedly.

"I am very relieved to know that you have not been neglected these years. I believe your father will also be very relieved. Brother Huai'an has successors. I should come to congratulate you."

As Meng Lao said, he looked at the works around him, smiled and said to Ye Weiwei: "Your mother is inconvenient, why don't you take me to visit?"

Ye Weiwei responded with a smile, "It's an honor, Grandpa Meng, this way please."

Song Qiang originally wanted to keep up, but was stopped by Meng Lao, "You are inconvenient now, so don't worry about it, I'm not an outsider, just let this little girl lead me. Just find an opportunity to catch up on the old days."

Only then did Song Qiang agree.

Ye Weiwei led Mr. Meng to visit the exhibition hall. Mr. Meng was very serious and rigorous when it came to professional issues. He carefully appreciated each of Song Qiang's works. After finishing, he pointed out the strengths and weaknesses, and occasionally asked Ye Weiwei beside him When Song Qiang was creating, Ye Weiwei shared some small things about Song Qiang's daily hobbies, during which time she even praised Song Qiang a few words quietly, saying that she was pure-hearted and devoted herself to the things she liked and often neglected some of them. I am obsessed with external affairs, and I often spend days in joy or anxiety over a calligraphy and painting, so I am a little insufficient in dealing with people.

Old man Meng is old and mature, with rich experience in life, how can he not see Ye Weiwei's little thought.

But Ye Weiwei grasped the scale just right, which made him feel that this child is very smart, but also that it is not easy for this child to be thoughtful and thoughtful at such a young age, so he paid more attention to her. , After that, every time I look at a work, I have to let Ye Weiwei judge it first.

Originally, he just wanted to take the opportunity to test Ye Weiwei's skills in this area. He would not take the self-effacing words that Ye Weiwei said before so seriously.

After this trial, Elder Meng discovered that Ye Weiwei's appreciation of calligraphy and painting was actually quite good, and what she said was clear and insightful. Argue on the spot.

But when it comes to quarreling, Mr. Meng is really not Ye Weiwei's opponent.

In the end, Ye Weiwei became so angry that she even asked people to bring pens, ink, paper and inkstones in public, splashed ink, made a painting and wrote an inscription.