Gu Shishi still did not know that Gu Jiangxin had his eyes on her paintings.
No matter how much Gu Jiangxin knew about paintings, he had not seen those three paintings yet, but he was determined to get them.
The next day, Gu Jiangxin sent someone to the exhibition. First, he took photos of the paintings, then asked someone to ask the organizer for the artist's contact information.
Unfortunately, too many people asked the same question!
District Head Liu was one of the first batch of visitors, and he was also a leader.
After the official opening of the museum, there were many real collectors who knew about paintings and people who were active in the art world who wanted to get to know this "Ink and Wash Master." Some wanted to buy it, while others just wanted to communicate with it and become good friends.
The people sent by Gu Jiangxin were naturally drowned out by the waves of people who came forward to inquire.
In the end, Huang Chuan finally got in touch with Gu Shishi.
Gu Shishi did not expect Gu Jiangxin. She only heard that many people wanted to buy her paintings, and she felt a headache coming on.
She could not play with her phone frequently now, and she could not guarantee that she could produce high-quality works regularly to sell.
It was useless to add these people.
"President Huang, I'll add District Head Liu. If the others are your friends, then we'll add them. Otherwise, forget it."
Gu Shishi was sitting in front of the painting table.
Before the call, she was choosing a name for her child with a dictionary in one hand and a brush in the other.
She was busy.
Huang Chuan naturally would not force her.
If an artist wanted to add all the visitors on WeChat for an exhibition, that would be the biggest joke!
He called mainly to express that her paintings had received a lot of positive feedback.
At the same time, even if he knew that it was impossible to sell it, he still wanted to ask.
Such a work made him want to collect it at a high price and observe it every day. It was enough to loosen the bottleneck that had been stagnant for a long time. It could even help him reach a higher level at his age!
"Those three paintings are not for sale." Gu Shishi took the brush and wrote the character "Bing". She looked at it carefully and felt that it was quite nice. Then, she said, "It's okay to exhibit it."
The first two paintings were for her to keep, so she could motivate herself. As for the Maitreya Buddha, she wanted to keep it for the big boss.
Moreover, if she sold it, the big boss would buy it back at a high price. What would she do?
Wouldn't that be a loss?
Now that Gu Shishi had learned to be smart, she would be able to gain favorable impression points and increase the success rate of the skill. Hence, she decided not to sell it.
"Alright."
Huang Chuan was naturally regretful when he heard this, but he had already expected this.
Good works were hard to come by, and to any artist, they held great significance.
If he wasn't short of money, he wouldn't have to sell it.
"I'll tell Mayor Liu and the others that you're staying. You don't have to waste time replying to Mayor Liu. "
"Alright."
Gu Shishi also happily hung up the phone.
She was busy. Because she had been practicing calligraphy since she was young, the matter of naming was especially complicated.
Not only did it have to have a good meaning, it had to be easy to read and easy to read, and it had to be elegant when written!
If it was a boy, naturally, his strokes had to be vigorous and forceful. When it landed on the paper, it had to have an indomitable spirit.
For a girl, the characters in Hairpin-style Small Regular Script must have a hint of gentleness and elegance, as well as a kind of otherworldly temperament.
It was difficult.
It was really difficult to meet these conditions.
Moreover, this was not something that she could decide on her own.
"Still feeling conflicted?"
A deep voice sounded behind her.
Speak of the devil.
Huo Sishen, who would not come out of the study all night, was now like a patrolling boss in a game, floating out from time to time.
He mainly wandered into the bedroom to see what she was doing, how she was, if she was hungry or thirsty, and if her sitting and standing posture did not conform to the doctor's instructions.
Whenever he caught her doing something that did not conform to the rules, he would educate Gu Shishi for an entire night.
Gu Shishi was very disciplined now, afraid that she would hear the old monk chanting scriptures again.
"Yes."
Before she answered, she looked at herself.
Yes, she had eaten and drunk enough water.
Her stomach was not pressed down when she was standing, and she was not sitting cross-legged.
The paper under her hand was also taken away by Huo Sishen.
On the left was a row of boys' words, fast and wild. The pen moved like a dragon, and the strength of the pen seeped through the paper.
Bing, Tai, Shuo, Shun, Yi, Rong, Hong …
On the right was a row of girls' words, silent and small. They were clean and elegant, graceful and charming.
Yu, Tong, Zhi, Yin, Ya, Ke …
He looked at them for a while and made a decision.
Whether they were boys or girls, he would force them to practice calligraphy in the future.
Looking at these words, they were all about the same.
However, under the extraordinary standard of calligraphy, each word was firm and resolute, and it exuded an extraordinary aura.
"Hey, don't mess around."
Gu Shishi was now able to earn the favor of the big boss by lying down. She had gradually become more relaxed over the past few days, and she had become bolder.
She immediately snatched the paper back.
"Wait until I'm done writing, then you can pick another one."
Otherwise, what if he liked the first few?
Huo Sishen narrowed his eyes and glanced at the thick dictionary on the table.
"Finished writing?"
How long was she going to write?
Gu Shishi flipped through it. "Yes, I'll only write when I see something good. It won't take long."
Huo Sishen reached out and pinched the space between his eyebrows.
"Didn't you say last night that you would look for something from the poems?"
"Yes, I'll knock the dictionary first, then start looking for poems from the Tang and Song dynasties, and the Book of Songs from the Chu dynasty."
The corners of Huo Sishen's mouth twitched.
A rare look of sympathy appeared in his eyes, and it fell on her still slender waist that had not yet appeared.
When the child was born, the mother probably would not have finished writing these words.
Naturally, she would not have time to choose a name.
Poor baby.
"Okay. If you're tired, you can rest and write slowly. "
He sympathized with this baby for a second and decided to abandon the team and stand on the child's mother's side.
She was not bored at home. She did not play with her phone or watch TV. She was in a good mood.
Naturally, he had no objections and immediately nodded.
The few names that he had thought of long ago were at the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.
On the other hand, unlike Gu Shishi's leisurely mood, Gu Jiangxin was like an ant on a hot pan.
Within a few days, the news of the tightening of the real estate policy was out, and the media reacted immediately and reported on it without restraint.
The purchase of houses by high-end consumers was immediately affected. Many people began to bide their time and watch the real estate market.
The cooling of the real estate market, from the high-end market to the ordinary market, was among the ranks of the affected.
Previously, Gu Jiangxin gave his home to his daughter. To put it bluntly, it was to cut off the industry that had always been a burden to the company, in exchange for two more real estate and the rise of the gaming industry.
However, he did not expect that before he could take off, the wind came and was about to break one of his wings!
Gu Jiangxin suddenly became nervous.
With the Zhang family in Beijing, it would be like fire and water in the next ten years.
As for Shen City, they had originally hoped that District Head Liu would open the door to facilitate the sale of a wave of high-end villas in his hands. The other two projects that were under construction could be successfully completed, and the location of three future projects could be successfully selected.
However, District Head Liu ignored them. Even Secretary Zhang, who had worked with them for many years, did not give them any details.
Gu Jiangxin was completely anxious!
"Why can't I get his contact information? Secretary Zhang, District Head Liu, do you have his phone number? "
Ink and Brush searched for a long time, but it was as if they could not find this person!
"He's either doing it for fame or profit. Otherwise, why would he do a charity exhibition at an art exhibition? I'll give you three more days. Use any method! "
It was rare for Gu Jiangxin to be angry with his assistant!
There was always a way, as long as one was willing to think about it.
For example, he was preparing to post on his WeChat Moments.
He posted the photos of the three paintings that his assistant had sent him.
He added a caption.
[This painting is deeply rooted in my heart. I can't help but look back and work hard all the way. In the middle of the night, I suddenly feel a surge of strength. Also, I'm grateful to the 'Ink and Brush Master'. I hope to be able to discuss life with him. Friends in the circle, please introduce me.]
He read it three times before posting it and changed a few words.
He only posted it when he felt that it was poetic and there was a sense of elegance in it. Only then did he post it contentedly and lie down.
Even if he could not buy it in the end, District Head Liu knew that they had similar interests and aesthetics. He should think highly of him!
Gu Jiangxin finally felt a little better.
Of course, he would never have imagined that after this Weibo post was seen by some people in the circle, they would laugh at him even more.
For example —
Old Madam Chen, who would check Weibo and WeChat Moments before going to bed, could not help but be in a daze when she saw it with her reading glasses.
She raised her hand and called her granddaughter over.
"Keke, take a look. Is this the Gu family's painting? Is this the painting from the art exhibition we went to yesterday? The three paintings of Shishi? "
Chen Kexin did not add Gu Jiangxin as a WeChat friend, but that did not prevent her from recognizing him from the portrait of the elite.
Her expression suddenly became very strange.
"… It's …"
The biological daughter that he abandoned had suddenly become the otherworldly expert that he admired.
What a reversal!
"Heh."
Old Madam Chen immediately reached out her hand sarcastically and gave his post a like.
"Grandma, you're still supporting him?"
Chen Kexin pursed her lips.
If she put herself in Papa Chen's shoes, she would probably be depressed to death.
It was fine if there were no feelings between father and daughter. However, he turned around and raised a mistress and doted on an illegitimate child. What was going on?
"He still has the cheek to ask his mistress to invite my mother to a banquet and give us biscuits!"
Chen Kexin felt uncomfortable all over when she thought of it.
She threw the biscuits away!
How disgusting!
The mistress even wanted to be close to their family and call her mother "Elder Sister". F * ck! They were about the same age as her!
Old Madam Chen patted her granddaughter's hand and smiled meaningfully. "Not only do I want to give him a like, but I also want to show him my collection."
Chen Kexin was stunned.
In the blink of an eye, Old Madam Chen passed her the cell phone. "It's dark at night, so I can't see clearly when I type. Help me post a picture of the porcelain bowls and paintings that Shishi made. Add the caption 'Can't sleep, so I'm showing off my treasures and admiring them with my beloved.' Take a picture of the ink and wash painting and make sure it's clear. "
Chen Kexin immediately reacted and covered her mouth that almost laughed out loud. "Grandma, you're so naughty!"
She wanted to let people see it but not touch it, not touch it, and not get it!
She wanted to make that person unable to sleep no matter what!
Old Madam Chen was all smiles.
…
At the same time, Zhang Sheng's house was also not peaceful.
Zhang Sheng had taken revenge on Gu Jiangxin's project in Beijing. He had bribed two people from the government and called three or four local real estate brothers to intervene and ruin the interests of the Gu family.
Although his younger sister was disappointing, he still couldn't let Gu Jiangxin off the hook!
But in the world of adult interests, there was no breaking of friendship.
Although they were at loggerheads and were at loggerheads with each other, Zhang Sheng and Gu Jiangxin were still good friends on WeChat.
Not only were they connected on WeChat, but they were also in several business tycoons' groups and municipal construction groups.
"That sister of mine is hopeless."
Zhang Sheng, who had just returned from his father's house, was so angry that he couldn't eat after hearing Mrs. Gu talk about how Gu Wushuang was and how difficult it was for all his children.
Now that he saw Gu Jiangxin admiring some paintings poetically, he wanted to vomit blood.
"Don't worry, she's already 50 years old. Can you discipline her like a daughter?"
Shen Yunping could only try to persuade him.
He was old and had three high grades. It was not good for him to get angry.
She looked at him worriedly and thought of a piece of good news.
"The gift from your niece has arrived today!"
Shen Yunping immediately stood up and went to get a painting.
It was the one on Double 12.
In her words, it was no longer a prize. In order to make her husband happy, she had directly defined it as a special gift.
"Hmm? It arrived so late? "
Zhang Sheng was shocked.
"I probably found out about your birthday. Isn't it just a few days in advance? "
Shen Yunping had a high EQ.
And women were naturally good at associating.
Zhang Sheng's birthday was on January 27th. It had been a whole month since Double 12.
Wasn't it related to his birthday that it arrived so late?
When Zhang Sheng heard this, he immediately beamed with joy.
He threw his phone aside and forgot about Gu Jiangxin's strange post on WeChat!
"Hurry up and show it to me!"
Of course, they did not know that after Double 12 ended, Liu Zhichao asked the research and development department to check the order data and IP address to see if there were any competitors with malicious intentions. Not only did they blacklist their IDs, but they were also excluded from the list of lucky winners who had entered by mistake.
This check took a week.
In addition, Gu Shishi had sent people to do the framing work.
There was also the peak period after Double 12. Items were piled up in the warehouse, and the normal orders were sent out one after another by the end of December.
This time, it was too late.
However, Zhang Sheng, who was in the transportation industry, chose irrationally at this moment and threw away all these logic.
When he opened the painting and looked at it, he was stunned.
It was a chivalrous man's painting.
In the center of the painting was a horse with its head raised and its hooves smoking. It had iron bones and a dragon soul, and it looked as if it was galloping.
The white-clothed man stepped on the horse's hooves and was about to leap onto the horse. His figure was agile and powerful.
The corners of his clothes were fluttering, and his face was clean and handsome. He was a handsome young man who could make a girl blush.
The brush strokes were smooth and the hero's sword and the horse's hooves were both in form and spirit. It was as if the strokes were going to pierce through the paper and hit him in the face!
"Good strokes!"
"Good painting!"
The Zhang family was also one of the old clans in Beijing.
Zhang Sheng knew how to appreciate the painting. He immediately spread out the paper and praised it.
"Yeah, it doesn't look like an ordinary painting to me. I received it this morning, but I kept it after a glance. I didn't even dare to show it to my son. "
Shen Yunping also turned sideways.
"Ink master … I've never heard of this person, but this painting shouldn't be cheap, right?"
"It's not just cheap!"
Zhang Sheng shook his head.
"Sigh, to be able to ask such an expert …"
He could not continue.
A hero applying sunscreen … to be able to ask an ink master to draw sunscreen … This was not something that could be done with money.
"Look at this, what kind of mask and facial cleanser are you talking about … How many old men in Beijing are willing to draw it?"
Zhang Sheng clasped his hands behind his back.
He clicked his tongue in wonder every time he looked at it.
"Have you ever seen a master draw something like this? This has to be passed down! "
It would be a rare treasure if it was passed down!
In the future, this master would stop painting and not draw such indecent things. Then, this would be a limited edition!
As Zhang Sheng said that, he could not help but look at the inscription on the painting.
His gaze quickly fell on the "ink master" seal that his wife had mentioned earlier.
It looked familiar …
He was stunned when he saw it.
"Where's my cell phone?"
Zhang Sheng hurriedly turned around.
What did Gu Jiangxin say just now? Why did he look so familiar when he attached the picture?
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