Chapter 1701
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"Cooked the stew..."
"This..."
Almost all the foreign painters here have learned Chinese. They ask what they have said, and they have no language to understand. The works of ghosts and gods in their youth have been burned and stewed!
"It's good to burn well. The fewer works of President Jiang, the better. Of course, if you can find a half of a childhood painting or a previous painting, there is still some value."
Chairman Qian laughed. He was afraid that if Jiang Xiaoye had painted hundreds of paintings in the school before, it would not be good to spread them out.
It's better.
It's a pity that there is no painting before.
There's a lot of talk in the studio.
"I envy you. I won't worry about a painting all my life. I can't earn hundreds of thousands of yuan this year."
"Cow force, millions of things to burn stewed meat to feed the dog, a dog ate the money I can't earn in my life, I feel sick ah!"
"Invincible, isn't it? I did
"Who is Jiang Xiaoye's classmate and teacher? Have you collected his paintings? If you collect paintings, you'll be rich now. I'll go. I'm going to find my brothers and sisters to ask for their paintings and collect them. In case they suddenly become masters of the literary world and masters of calligraphy and painting more than ten years later, I'm not rich? "
"According to President Qian, I can't find it. I'm so envious. I went to Yushan village to steal paintings. Did anyone form a team? I'll give you the address. If you steal it, we'll get fifty-five points! "
"I'm a classmate of President Jiang's classmates. After asking him about it, he did have a good command of painting before, but he seldom drew. When I was in college, I didn't know if he fell in love with the sister in the art class, so I signed up to study for a few days, and I also drew the key points!"
"In the world's painting world, as long as President Jiang, it will always be the peak that can not be surpassed!"
"Why is Xiaohei tied up?"
"I'm starving to death. You animals, the earliest takeout will take three hours. After that, Jingquan Yushan store has stopped taking orders. It's said that it has been arranged until five o'clock in the afternoon."
……
Jiang Xiaoye is also speechless. He did have a bit of talent for painting before, but his talent for painting is definitely not a genius. He did not touch art class in primary school, junior high school or high school. He was forced to study in University by Li Xiaoxi.
He destroyed all the paintings.
He is a soul painter without the art of painting all things!
"Who in the village has Lin painted it? Keep it. It's said that the paintings of Lin are worth hundreds of thousands when we were young. Who has made a fortune? "
The old village head called out with a smile.
"I remember Mr. Li's collection." Dahan couldn't stand the temptation of such a big banquet. He came out to eat with the old dog. He was eating and drinking in the sea. Suddenly, he raised his head and called out.
"Who is Mr. Li?"
"Which teacher Li? It's not Lin's former math teacher, part-time art teacher, and music teacher's Mr. Li? She married to Dashi village. It seems that she is not in good health. Has she not been a teacher for five or six years
"Xiaoqiu, Li Huiyu?"
"Yes, it's Li Huiyu. Da Han's math teacher was not good at learning. He talked to me several times. Da Han, did Mr. Li collect Xiaoye's paintings?"
In the past, Dahan didn't have enough intelligence quotient, and it's not that it's hard to find. It's not that Dahan is bullied. Sometimes touching people can make those children cry for their parents to complain to her.
Learning
Born naive, learning this aspect of the teacher also gave up.
"Yes, there seems to be one. I remember that every group of students of Mr. Li will accept a picture. Maybe there is." Jiang Xiaoye looks back at Dahan and remembers it.
What kind of brain is Dahan? So long ago, remember?
Why is it the same as goldfish memory before?
"I have Mr. Li's contact information. I'll ask about it."
"It's been sixteen or seven years. It's been thrown away for a long time."
"Some teachers collect things from their students and they won't throw them away until they die."
Jiang doesn't care about that. He starts color mixing with Lamy and talks in a low voice. He also talks about his experience in the art of painting everything. Lamy, like Constantine, has a big difference.
"How long does this painting take?" When he learns that Jiang Xiaoye is going to paint the present scenery of Yushan village, Lamy is a little stunned. How long does it take?
"About two hours."
Jiang Xiaoye is very confident. After two hours, he said more. Now his art of painting everything has been completely integrated with other people's skills, and his heart moves with his will.
"How could..." Lamy wants to say something in his heart, but when he thinks of Jiang Xiaoye's means before, he doesn't say anything. How can such means be impossible?
Maybe, two hours, really!
"Miss Li really has it. She said she kept it. Now she is looking for it. Wow, is Miss Li rich?""Several hundred thousand?"
"If it's really made by Lin, will someone buy it?"
After the phone call, Miss Li there, really saved a piece!
"Really? I'll take it, 500000! " A Chinese master immediately opened his mouth and did not see any paintings. The children's free hand graffiti was 500000.
No matter what the painting is, this is perhaps the only painting before Jiang Xiaoye became famous!
"One million yuan, our calligraphy and Painting Association received it!" Chairman Qian also moved, on this pair, has a great collection value, the significance is not the same.
"1.2 million!"
A foreign master also spoke.
"Why? I haven't seen the painting. I don't know if I can find it. Besides, you don't need to grab the first painting of President Jiang when he was a child?"
"Why not? The legendary works of ghosts and gods, even if they are graffiti, can't tell us what we can learn from them. After all, President Jiang's paintings are too profound now! "
"Let's wait for someone else to come. Let's not make an offer. They won't sell it? Let's do our own performance here? "
"It's going, is it so casual? Just... "
"How fast
There is no Prelude at all. After adjusting the color, he starts directly.
At the beginning of the speed, it gives people a sense of random painting, too fast!
However, everyone in the industry knows that Jiang Xiaoye is not a scribbler. He does not care about other things one by one. He starts to look carefully.
"Lin, slow down, too fast." Let me remind you.
"It's two hours too late to finish." "Hurry up," Jiang said with a smile
"President Jiang is concentrating on painting. Don't be distracted. Mr. Zhao, can I ask you not to disturb Mr. Jiang?" President Qian saw that Jiang Xiaoye was still distracted and chatted, and almost a mouthful of old blood gushed out.
Don't be so casual!
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"Cooked the stew..."
"This..."
Almost all the foreign painters here have learned Chinese. They ask what they have said, and they have no language to understand. The works of ghosts and gods in their youth have been burned and stewed!
"It's good to burn well. The fewer works of President Jiang, the better. Of course, if you can find a half of a childhood painting or a previous painting, there is still some value."
Chairman Qian laughed. He was afraid that if Jiang Xiaoye had painted hundreds of paintings in the school before, it would not be good to spread them out.
It's better.
It's a pity that there is no painting before.
There's a lot of talk in the studio.
"I envy you. I won't worry about a painting all my life. I can't earn hundreds of thousands of yuan this year."
"Cow force, millions of things to burn stewed meat to feed the dog, a dog ate the money I can't earn in my life, I feel sick ah!"
"Invincible, isn't it? I did
"Who is Jiang Xiaoye's classmate and teacher? Have you collected his paintings? If you collect paintings, you'll be rich now. I'll go. I'm going to find my brothers and sisters to ask for their paintings and collect them. In case they suddenly become masters of the literary world and masters of calligraphy and painting more than ten years later, I'm not rich? "
"According to President Qian, I can't find it. I'm so envious. I went to Yushan village to steal paintings. Did anyone form a team? I'll give you the address. If you steal it, we'll get fifty-five points! "
"I'm a classmate of President Jiang's classmates. After asking him about it, he did have a good command of painting before, but he seldom drew. When I was in college, I didn't know if he fell in love with the sister in the art class, so I signed up to study for a few days, and I also drew the key points!"
"In the world's painting world, as long as President Jiang, it will always be the peak that can not be surpassed!"
"Why is Xiaohei tied up?"
"I'm starving to death. You animals, the earliest takeout will take three hours. After that, Jingquan Yushan store has stopped taking orders. It's said that it has been arranged until five o'clock in the afternoon."
……
Jiang Xiaoye is also speechless. He did have a bit of talent for painting before, but his talent for painting is definitely not a genius. He did not touch art class in primary school, junior high school or high school. He was forced to study in University by Li Xiaoxi.
He destroyed all the paintings.
He is a soul painter without the art of painting all things!
"Who in the village has Lin painted it? Keep it. It's said that the paintings of Lin are worth hundreds of thousands when we were young. Who has made a fortune? "
The old village head called out with a smile.
"I remember Mr. Li's collection." Dahan couldn't stand the temptation of such a big banquet. He came out to eat with the old dog. He was eating and drinking in the sea. Suddenly, he raised his head and called out.
"Who is Mr. Li?"
"Which teacher Li? It's not Lin's former math teacher, part-time art teacher, and music teacher's Mr. Li? She married to Dashi village. It seems that she is not in good health. Has she not been a teacher for five or six years
"Xiaoqiu, Li Huiyu?"
"Yes, it's Li Huiyu. Da Han's math teacher was not good at learning. He talked to me several times. Da Han, did Mr. Li collect Xiaoye's paintings?"
In the past, Dahan didn't have enough intelligence quotient, and it's not that it's hard to find. It's not that Dahan is bullied. Sometimes touching people can make those children cry for their parents to complain to her.
Learning
Born naive, learning this aspect of the teacher also gave up.
"Yes, there seems to be one. I remember that every group of students of Mr. Li will accept a picture. Maybe there is." Jiang Xiaoye looks back at Dahan and remembers it.
What kind of brain is Dahan? So long ago, remember?
Why is it the same as goldfish memory before?
"I have Mr. Li's contact information. I'll ask about it."
"It's been sixteen or seven years. It's been thrown away for a long time."
"Some teachers collect things from their students and they won't throw them away until they die."
Jiang doesn't care about that. He starts color mixing with Lamy and talks in a low voice. He also talks about his experience in the art of painting everything. Lamy, like Constantine, has a big difference.
"How long does this painting take?" When he learns that Jiang Xiaoye is going to paint the present scenery of Yushan village, Lamy is a little stunned. How long does it take?
"About two hours."
Jiang Xiaoye is very confident. After two hours, he said more. Now his art of painting everything has been completely integrated with other people's skills, and his heart moves with his will.
"How could..." Lamy wants to say something in his heart, but when he thinks of Jiang Xiaoye's means before, he doesn't say anything. How can such means be impossible?
Maybe, two hours, really!
"Miss Li really has it. She said she kept it. Now she is looking for it. Wow, is Miss Li rich?""Several hundred thousand?"
"If it's really made by Lin, will someone buy it?"
After the phone call, Miss Li there, really saved a piece!
"Really? I'll take it, 500000! " A Chinese master immediately opened his mouth and did not see any paintings. The children's free hand graffiti was 500000.
No matter what the painting is, this is perhaps the only painting before Jiang Xiaoye became famous!
"One million yuan, our calligraphy and Painting Association received it!" Chairman Qian also moved, on this pair, has a great collection value, the significance is not the same.
"1.2 million!"
A foreign master also spoke.
"Why? I haven't seen the painting. I don't know if I can find it. Besides, you don't need to grab the first painting of President Jiang when he was a child?"
"Why not? The legendary works of ghosts and gods, even if they are graffiti, can't tell us what we can learn from them. After all, President Jiang's paintings are too profound now! "
"Let's wait for someone else to come. Let's not make an offer. They won't sell it? Let's do our own performance here? "
"It's going, is it so casual? Just... "
"How fast
There is no Prelude at all. After adjusting the color, he starts directly.
At the beginning of the speed, it gives people a sense of random painting, too fast!
However, everyone in the industry knows that Jiang Xiaoye is not a scribbler. He does not care about other things one by one. He starts to look carefully.
"Lin, slow down, too fast." Let me remind you.
"It's two hours too late to finish." "Hurry up," Jiang said with a smile
"President Jiang is concentrating on painting. Don't be distracted. Mr. Zhao, can I ask you not to disturb Mr. Jiang?" President Qian saw that Jiang Xiaoye was still distracted and chatted, and almost a mouthful of old blood gushed out.
Don't be so casual!
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"Cooked the stew..." "This..." Almost all the foreign painters here have learned Chinese. They ask what they have said, and they have no language to understand. The works of ghosts and gods in their youth have been burned and stewed! "It's good to burn well. The fewer works of President Jiang, the better. Of course, if you can find a half of a childhood painting or a previous painting, there is still some value." Chairman Qian laughed. He was afraid that if Jiang Xiaoye had painted hundreds of paintings in the school before, it would not be good to spread them out. It's better. It's a pity that there is no painting before. There's a lot of talk in the studio. "I envy you. I won't worry about a painting all my life. I can't earn hundreds of thousands of yuan this year." "Cow force, millions of things to burn stewed meat to feed the dog, a dog ate the money I can't earn in my life, I feel sick ah!" "Invincible, isn't it? I did "Who is Jiang Xiaoye's classmate and teacher? Have you collected his paintings? If you collect paintings, you'll be rich now. I'll go. I'm going to find my brothers and sisters to ask for their paintings and collect them. In case they suddenly become masters of the literary world and masters of calligraphy and painting more than ten years later, I'm not rich? " "According to President Qian, I can't find it. I'm so envious. I went to Yushan village to steal paintings. Did anyone form a team? I'll give you the address. If you steal it, we'll get fifty-five points! " "I'm a classmate of President Jiang's classmates. After asking him about it, he did have a good command of painting before, but he seldom drew. When I was in college, I didn't know if he fell in love with the sister in the art class, so I signed up to study for a few days, and I also drew the key points!" "In the world's painting world, as long as President Jiang, it will always be the peak that can not be surpassed!" "Why is Xiaohei tied up?" "I'm starving to death. You animals, the earliest takeout will take three hours. After that, Jingquan Yushan store has stopped taking orders. It's said that it has been arranged until five o'clock in the afternoon." Jiang Xiaoye is also speechless. He did have a bit of talent for painting before, but his talent for painting is definitely not a genius. He did not touch art class in primary school, junior high school or high school. He was forced to study in University by Li Xiaoxi. He destroyed all the paintings. He is a soul painter without the art of painting all things! "Who in the village has Lin painted it? Keep it. It's said that the paintings of Lin are worth hundreds of thousands when we were young. Who has made a fortune? " The old village head called out with a smile. "I remember Mr. Li's collection." Dahan couldn't stand the temptation of such a big banquet. He came out to eat with the old dog. He was eating and drinking in the sea. Suddenly, he raised his head and called out. "Who is Mr. Li?" "Which teacher Li? It's not Lin's former math teacher, part-time art teacher, and music teacher's Mr. Li? She married to Dashi village. It seems that she is not in good health. Has she not been a teacher for five or six years "Xiaoqiu, Li Huiyu?" "Yes, it's Li Huiyu. Da Han's math teacher was not good at learning. He talked to me several times. Da Han, did Mr. Li collect Xiaoye's paintings?" In the past, Dahan didn't have enough intelligence quotient, and it's not that it's hard to find. It's not that Dahan is bullied. Sometimes touching people can make those children cry for their parents to complain to her. Learning Born naive, learning this aspect of the teacher also gave up. "Yes, there seems to be one. I remember that every group of students of Mr. Li will accept a picture. Maybe there is." Jiang Xiaoye looks back at Dahan and remembers it. What kind of brain is Dahan? So long ago, remember? Why is it the same as goldfish memory before? "I have Mr. Li's contact information. I'll ask about it." "It's been sixteen or seven years. It's been thrown away for a long time." "Some teachers collect things from their students and they won't throw them away until they die." Jiang doesn't care about that. He starts color mixing with Lamy and talks in a low voice. He also talks about his experience in the art of painting everything. Lamy, like Constantine, has a big difference. "How long does this painting take?" When he learns that Jiang Xiaoye is going to paint the present scenery of Yushan village, Lamy is a little stunned. How long does it take? "About two hours." Jiang Xiaoye is very confident. After two hours, he said more. Now his art of painting everything has been completely integrated with other people's skills, and his heart moves with his will. "How could..." Lamy wants to say something in his heart, but when he thinks of Jiang Xiaoye's means before, he doesn't say anything. How can such means be impossible? Maybe, two hours, really! "Miss Li really has it. She said she kept it. Now she is looking for it. Wow, is Miss Li rich?""Several hundred thousand?" "If it's really made by Lin, will someone buy it?" After the phone call, Miss Li there, really saved a piece! "Really? I'll take it, 500000! " A Chinese master immediately opened his mouth and did not see any paintings. The children's free hand graffiti was 500000. No matter what the painting is, this is perhaps the only painting before Jiang Xiaoye became famous! "One million yuan, our calligraphy and Painting Association received it!" Chairman Qian also moved, on this pair, has a great collection value, the significance is not the same. "1.2 million!" A foreign master also spoke. "Why? I haven't seen the painting. I don't know if I can find it. Besides, you don't need to grab the first painting of President Jiang when he was a child?" "Why not? The legendary works of ghosts and gods, even if they are graffiti, can't tell us what we can learn from them. After all, President Jiang's paintings are too profound now! " "Let's wait for someone else to come. Let's not make an offer. They won't sell it? Let's do our own performance here? " "It's going, is it so casual? Just... " "How fast There is no Prelude at all. After adjusting the color, he starts directly. At the beginning of the speed, it gives people a sense of random painting, too fast! However, everyone in the industry knows that Jiang Xiaoye is not a scribbler. He does not care about other things one by one. He starts to look carefully. "Lin, slow down, too fast." Let me remind you. "It's two hours too late to finish." "Hurry up," Jiang said with a smile "President Jiang is concentrating on painting. Don't be distracted. Mr. Zhao, can I ask you not to disturb Mr. Jiang?" President Qian saw that Jiang Xiaoye was still distracted and chatted, and almost a mouthful of old blood gushed out. Don't be so casual! Today's has not been updated. This is a supplement. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
