This is what Jiang Quan speculated based on the pigments in Meng Fu's house.

The Yu family has been a scholarly family for generations and has a high prestige in T City. Yu Yong is also an artist, and has both knowledgeable about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is famous in the Go and painting world and has multiple positions.

Many art lovers will come to T City to find Jiangquan to ask for paintings.

However, Jiang Xinchen is not genetically inherited by Jiang Xinran, but Jiang Xinran has shown great talent in this regard. The Yu and Jiang families carefully cultivated her. At first, the Jiang family thought that Jiang Xinran followed the Yu family's artistic talent.

Later, Jiang Xinran's identity was exposed, and the Jiang and Yu family were very regretful, but it was not easy for those who studied art to find a suitable student.

Jiang Xinran is obviously the existence that satisfied the Yu family. Even if Jiang Xinran is not the daughter of the Jiang family, they treat Jiang Xinran as their biological child.

When Yu Yong heard that Meng Fu could draw, he glanced at Meng Fu.

Even Jiang Xinchen couldn't help but look at Meng Fu, obviously not very convinced that painting requires patience and talent.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Xinran paused with her hands holding her cell phone.

Yu Yong put down the teacup. He was nearly fifty years old and had a meticulous look. He looked like a great scholar. He looked at Meng Fu with a light expression: "What paintings have you learned?"

The two of them spoke, and Jiang Quan looked at Meng Fu nervously, hoping that she would not say "drawing talisman".

Jiang Xinran lowered her eyes, lowered her head to drink water, and her ears were always paying attention to Meng Fu's answer.

The hall calmed down.

Meng Fu sat on the sofa and had no interest in others. She glanced at Jiang Quan and said, "Chinese Painting."

The Yu family is not weak in artistic talent. Yu Yong and the old man in the Yu family are all old artists.

Jiang Quan breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't lose his chain at the critical moment. It seemed that he was right. Meng Fu really learned it, and even his expression improved a lot. "Fu'er, your uncle is a great Chinese painting artist and a teacher of your sister. If you have nothing to do in the future, you will learn a little with your uncle. Then you will definitely have no problem applying to an art school."

Jiang Quan wanted Yu Yong to guide Meng Fu. In the art world, the name "Yu Yong" is a great god. If Meng Fu has learned it in his name, it can be discussed as a resume in the future.

When Yu Yong heard that Meng Fu had really learned Chinese painting, his expression improved a lot. He looked at Meng Fu without any trace: "Which type are you focusing on learning, landscape, flower and bird or figure painting?"

Meng Fu was playing with the tips in his hand, concise and concise: "I know all a little bit."

When Jiang Xinran heard this, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Yong, and said with a smile: "It seems that my sister is a master, and she actually draws everything."

After Jiang Xinran said this, Yu Yong's expression faded a little.

Those who learn to draw know that everyone is good at a kind of character. People who paint landscapes focus on painting landscapes, people who paint flowers and birds focus on flowers and birds, and people who paint figures focus on characters, so as to strive for excellence and pursue perfection.

Learning more will make you more complicated.

Yu Yong became famous for a painting of "Ink Bamboo", while the painting that Jiang Xinran sold for more than 100,000 yuan was "Peony Flower Picture".

Meng Fu said that all the paintings were painted, and he was simply an amateur.

After Jiang Xinran finished speaking, Yu Yong didn't want to ask Meng Fu anymore, but at the Jiang family, he knew that Jiang Quan wanted him to give advice to Meng Fu a few words, so he was impatient: "How many years have you practiced the brushwork?"

Hearing this sentence, Meng Fu didn't know what he remembered, paused, and said, "Three months."

This sentence made Yu Yong feel angry. He held back his anger and continued, "Where is the color? Have you read the basic "Must Seed Garden Painting Collection"?"

Every time he said something, Meng Fu shook his head.

Yu Yong is famous and wants to learn from him every month, but none of them are like Meng Fu, so angry that he wishes to bring a ruler, "I haven't practiced this or that, and you deserve to say that you are learning Chinese painting? I think you are just reading your sister to learn Chinese painting. In recent years, you have been following the art of elegance, and you are not thinking about learning Chinese painting at all!"

Artists all have bad tempers.

Especially Yu Yong, who has been praised by many years, a group of literati praised his stinky feet everywhere and has his own awesomeness in Chinese painting. When Yu Yong was a child, he learned Chinese painting and painted several pen tips. He was the most disgusted with Meng Fu, who would not only think about art and elegance and dream of becoming a talented person in one day.

This is the first time I have gotten angry in front of the Jiang family in so many years.

He was so scared that Jiang Xinchen, who wanted to speak up and mock Meng Fu, did not dare to speak much.

Jiang Xinran, who was on the side, also stood up quickly, "Uncle, don't be angry with your sister, she just doesn't understand."

He said worried words, but the slightly curled corners of his mouth were filled with a hint of joy.

Jiang Quan, who was sitting on the side, didn't expect Yu Yong to get angry. He stood up and said, "Brother, don't bother with Fu'er, I'm blaming me. I told you if I didn't ask clearly."

Jiang Quan looked at Meng Fu sitting on the side and couldn't help but sigh. He was also impulsive just now. Thinking about Meng Fu's living environment a few years ago, where can he have the conditions to learn Chinese painting?

I guess I only started learning after returning to the Jiang family in the past two years.

In the kitchen, Yu Zhenling heard the sound coming out. She put the fruit she brought out on the table, looked at the hall quietly, and said with a smile: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"

With the comfort of Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran, Yu Yong's anger disappeared, but he just didn't want to see Meng Fu again.

After dinner, Yu Yong didn't stay any longer. Jiang Quan and Yu Zhenling personally sent him out.

After Yu Yong's car left, Jiang Quan sighed and said with a pity: "I originally thought that she had your brother teaches her, and it would be easy to enter the university of art in the future. Your brother is famous, but he didn't expect your brother to be angry."

Yu Zhenling looked at him angrily, "You believe that she can draw Chinese paintings, too? Fortunately, it did not affect Xinran, don't make any mistakes in the future!"

"I told her not to enter the entertainment industry today and go back to study, but she said she was going to the University of Zhou?" Jiang Quan shook his head, "It's so easy to go to the University of Zhou? So I thought it would be nice to have a teacher to teach her."

"I'm not old and have a very high mind. Since you can tell her, just tell her that it would be great if my father can ask her to go to T University to borrow money. Don't even think about A University." Yu Zhenling didn't want to listen to these things about Meng Fu again.

As the two were talking, Meng Fu also came out of it.

Yu Zhenling immediately stopped talking.

"Fu'er, are you going back tonight?" Jiang Quan glanced at her.

Meng Fu said "yes" and finally found an opportunity to give Jiang Quan the gift bag and ask him to give it to Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Quan took it in his hand and looked at it, but he didn't see it: "What is this?"

Meng Fu took the key and was about to go out, saying casually: "The talisman I drew."

Yu Zhenling, who was about to go back, heard this and turned to look at the tip of Jiang Quan's hand: "How old is you, you still do these things all day long. Haven't I told you that learning more useful things will not harm you. The older generation is not as stupid as you. This is T City, which is different from those in your mountains. What's the use of you, these gods and ghosts to your grandfather?"

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Meng Fu: Can I make money? If I can’t, shut up.

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