Lu Shaotian's wife is spoiled

Shen Lingxuan has many friends and a wide range of opportunities.

Soon she inquired about Calligraphy and Painting Street.

"Is it here?"

After Shen Lingxuan got off the taxi, she subconsciously glanced at the entrance of the alley.

I saw that the whole street is bustling and bustling, and the people who come here to shop are shoulder to shoulder, and the long alley is invisible at a glance.

"It should be here." Gu Nian nodded.

Shen Lingxuan couldn't help grinning when she heard the words, and immediately took Gu Nian's arm, "Then hurry up and go shopping."

Although it is a calligraphy and painting street, eight or nine out of ten are related to antique calligraphy and painting.

Gu Nian learned a lot from Han Shangxue when she was a child. Although she was only ten years old at the time, she was very talented in this area.

In addition, although she later gave up painting, she has been studying ancient paintings when she has nothing to do. Therefore, she has achieved a small amount of success in this respect.

"Ling Xuan Pavilion?"

At this moment, Shen Lingxuan suddenly saw a plaque, "Eh? It's the same pronunciation as my name!"

Gu Nian immediately looked in the direction of Shen Lingxuan's finger, and saw a huge gold signboard hanging in a shop not far away - Lingxuan Pavilion.

At the door sat a handsome man in a gray and white robe, lazily basking in the sun.

"There is a recruitment notice!" Shen Lingxuan quickly patted Gu Nian and said excitedly.

Gu Nian couldn't help but curled her lips slightly, "Go, go and have a look."

……

When Fu Wenchao was lying on the deck chair in front of his shop and basking in the sun with his eyes closed, he felt his eyes go dark.

"Hello, are you recruiting here?"

Fu Wenchao subconsciously opened his eyes, and saw two beautiful beauties standing in front of him.

Apply for a job?

Fu Wenchao frowned slightly, then lazily pointed to the recruitment sign beside him, "Take a good look first."

Gu Nian and Shen Lingxuan subconsciously looked at each other, and then looked carefully.

"What's the matter? Is there any problem?" Gu Nian couldn't help but wondered after finishing reading.

That's right!

It's recruitment.

Only then did Fu Wenchao sit up from the recliner, "Little beauty, take care, the recruitment notice says 'ancient painting copyist'."

They don't have any ability or qualifications, if they want to copy ancient paintings, they are here to shame people!

Moreover, Fu Wenchao looked at Gu Nian who was in his early twenties.

It must be a college student who graduated from an academy of fine arts.

Such a college student, he can see a lot.

It's okay to do odd jobs.

What about copying ancient paintings?

Don't even think about it!

"I know." Gu Nian nodded, "I'm here to apply for an ancient painting copyist."

Moreover, the most important thing is that she saw that the wages written on it are piece-rate, and the price of each copied work is between 2000-5000.

For Gu Nian, this is quite a fortune!

Fu Wenchao couldn't help but look Gu Nian up and down.

This little girl is pretty, but she looks so young, she can tell that she hasn't studied painting for a few years.

Eighty percent of it is because it is easy to copy ancient paintings.

"Little girl, do you know what this ancient painting copyist does?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Lingxuan couldn't help frowning, and immediately blurted out without thinking, "Isn't it just copying ancient paintings!"

Fu Wenchao let out a cold snort—yes!

She really is a little girl who doesn't understand anything.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously wanted to lie back and continue basking in the sun.

"Copying ancient paintings is a huge and cumbersome project. It takes months at least, years, or even decades to complete every copy of a work..."

"Therefore, ancient painting copyists must have great patience and perseverance, and endure loneliness..."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Wenchao, who was about to lie flat, froze suddenly.

He looked at Gu Nian in disbelief.

At this time, the brilliant light shone on her face, and those beautiful peach blossom eyes were even more shining.

For some reason, Fu Wenchao couldn't help but think of an old friend of his...

"Little girl, do you really know how to copy ancient paintings?"

Fu Wenchao made a gesture and stood up, looking at Gu Nian without blinking.

"Yeah." Gu Nian nodded.

Fu Wenchao immediately pointed to an ancient painting hanging at the door of the store, "Then you come and copy this one. You don't need to draw more, just copy the clump of black plums in the corner."

"Okay, I'll try."

……

The pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the store are all ready-made.

Gu Nian looked at the brushes that had been prepared in front of him, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Shen Lingxuan on the side looked at her nervously, couldn't help clenching her fists at her, and said in a low voice, "Nian Nian, come on, you can do it!"

Gu Nian smiled at Shen Lingxuan, then pursed her lips, and picked up the pen beside her.

However, the moment he picked up the pen, fine beads of sweat had already oozed from Gu Nian's forehead.

Even the thin lips that were originally crimson were a little white.

As soon as Shen Lingxuan saw her in this state, she knew that her anxiety attack had happened again.

"Nian Nian, why don't we go?"

Gu Nian shook his head, then tightened the paintbrush in his hand, and only then did he write a stroke on the drawing paper.

At this time, Fu Wenchao, who was still full of expectations, curled his lips when he saw that Gu Nian was breaking out in a cold sweat just by picking up the pen.

have to.

It turned out to be a mouth cannon.

He walked to a chair beside him with a dispirited expression and sat down, then fanned the fan leisurely.

And at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

Fu Wenchao quickly took out his phone and glanced at it. When he saw the caller ID on it, he curled his lips and pressed the connect button.

"Hey, old Ji! You old boy, you finally think of me?"

"What? You returned to China?" Fu Wenchao couldn't help frowning, "You really have no conscience, you don't know to come and see me?"

"Ah? Are you here?"

Fu Wenchao subconsciously stood up, and then quickly walked to the door of the store and looked around.

Soon, the line of sight fell on a man in suit trousers and sunglasses walking towards this side.

"Fuck! Old Ji, it's really you!"

When the man approached, Fu Wenchao hung up the phone and went up to pat him on the shoulder.

The man chuckled, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but the senior brother still looks the same!"

"You kid, don't mock me! You are now a world-renowned famous teacher! You are far behind!"

"Brother is too modest, I dare not compare with you..." The man laughed.

Fu Wenchao couldn't help laughing, "Okay, let's stop flattering each other here, come, come, come, come in and talk."

The man smiled and followed Fu Wenchao into the store.

However, as soon as I came in, I saw someone standing in front of the table not far away drawing pictures.

"have a guest?"

"What kind of guest? It's just a young girl who came here to apply for a job as a copyist of ancient paintings..."

……