Chapter Seven Hundred and Forty-Eight the Tempted Jia Zhe

After Jiang Chenxuan sat down, she felt nothing was wrong, she turned her head to look at Zhang Yu's two paintings... If she was standing beside Zhang Yu just now, she naturally heard the conversation between Lange and Zhang Yu, and knew that it was Tai The two paintings that Lun gave to Zhang Yu made me a little curious. Thinking of this, he said, "Zhang Yu! Can you lend me the two paintings that Mr. Tai Lun gave you? I'll take a look at the paintings. what is it?"

"Okay!" Zhang Yuxiao nodded, picked up a pair, and handed it to Jiang Chenxuan... After Jiang Chenxuan took it, she put it on her lap and immediately started packing.

When the people sitting around saw this, they also turned their heads to look out of curiosity... To say that this mysterious white rectangular object has attracted everyone's idea from the very beginning, basically no one knows what is inside. . Because when Zhang Yu and Lange were talking just now, because their voices were relatively low and they were speaking in English, the people who were standing farther away, of course, didn't understand what they were saying. Now that everyone saw that Jiang Chenxuan had picked up the things and started to unpack them, they were naturally curious, and all of them looked over and wanted to know what it was.

Jiang Chenxuan quickly took off the packaging of one of the paintings, and the content inside was revealed... The content of the painting is that of a girl reading a book.

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"My field! This painting is too awesome!"

"Yeah! It's very well drawn."

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The people around saw the content of the painting, and they all had expressions of surprise on their faces... Although for most people, it is impossible to accurately distinguish the actual level of an oil painting. But how do people come from art backgrounds, they can still tell whether a painting looks like it, or whether it has a feeling for it.

The painting in Jiang Chenxuan's hand, the girl who is reading the painting is lifelike, realistic and vivid, the expression is perfect compared to the facial features, especially the feeling of complacent pleasure of the girl reading a book, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can grasp. , No matter whether you know how to do it or not, everyone who sees it knows that this work is definitely from the pen of a master painter.

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Jiang Chenxuan had seen this painting and liked it to death... After all, it is so simple and elegant, and at the same time it has a high-quality painting. She looked at it carefully, and said in admiration, "That's great! Zhang Yu! Teacher Tai Lun's work is so well drawn without first arriving."

Zhang Yu also took a look at this work, and nodded with satisfaction at the same time... How can I say that he also has a considerable level of painting now, and it is only higher than Tai Lun. Judging from his current professional perspective, this work that Tyron gave him is a very high-quality oil painting. Because this painting has already begun to have a pictorial meaning, you must know that a work with a pictorial meaning is definitely not a work that anyone can paint if they want to. Because this kind of work must have a certain degree of contingency, if you don't feel it, you may even paint dozens of works, but one may not meet the standard. It seems that when Tai Lun chose gifts for himself, he also brought out his best works, which also made Zhang Yu very satisfied.

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Many people around are looking at Jiang Chenxuan's works, and most of them are talking about it... You must know that Zhang Yu is among these people, and it can be said that he belongs to the ranks of unknown people. How can someone get such a good oil painting, to be honest , it is impossible to make these people around them envious and jealous.

Zhou Jin retracted his body to look around. In fact, he was surprised and envious that Zhang Yu was able to get such an awesome work... Of course, he also knew that envy was useless, and envy was also someone else's and his own half. Dime has nothing to do with it. Thinking of this, he could only look at Ma Hao next to him and said, "Brother Hao! It seems that this kid has found a treasure. This oil painting! The painting is really powerful. I don't know where he bought it! "

Of course, Ma Hao also saw this awesome oil painting, and felt extremely unhappy... But he didn't want to say a good word to Zhang Yu, and said nonchalantly: "Further! What kind of bullshit you painted.

At this level, even a student in an art cram school in China might not be able to draw any worse than this. What a thug! "

Zhou Jin had a speechless expression when he heard the words. Of course he knew that Ma Hao couldn't understand Zhang Yu, and he couldn't understand each other either. But to say that such an awesome oil painting can be painted by a student of an art class in China, he wouldn't believe it if he was beaten to death. Even the teachers of the Academy of Fine Arts in China are not necessarily able to have this level, and the students are even more different. Of course, he didn't say anything, he just glanced at the painting reluctantly.

At this time, Jiang Chenxuan has already opened another painting... The other work is an oil painting with landscapes and figures. A farmer drives a herd of cows, walking leisurely on the road. is pretty unusual.

When everyone saw this second piece of work, they were amazed for a while... Compared with the real and agility of the first piece, this second piece expresses a leisurely and self-satisfied mood. The painting style of the work is delicate and full of space. Equally likable. It can be said that the level of this second work is even more uncompromising than the first, and it can be said that it is another classic oil painting.

Many people around showed envious expressions...

Jia Zhe's heart is especially itchy... You must know that Jia Zhe likes to collect oil paintings on weekdays. Of course, he can't afford the kind of works that cost hundreds and tens of millions. He usually just buys a 18,000 one, and keeps it at home to appreciate it when he has something to do.

Jia Zhe likes these two works in his heart now. If he can buy two and take them back to China, I believe that they can be placed in the center of the living room and enjoy them. That feeling must be very cool. Thinking of this, he couldn't bear it any longer. He took the initiative to lean over and said, "Xiao Zhang! May I ask, where did you buy these two works? Can you still buy them now?"

Zhang Yu Wenyan looked at Jia Zhe and smiled: "Actually, I didn't buy this work! It was given to me by a friend. I don't know if he still has it? Can you get in touch?"

Jia Zhe smiled and said, "That's great! Your two oil paintings look so beautiful, and I like them very much. If your friends sell them, I would like to buy two and take them back, so they can be placed in the living room. Enjoy and enjoy.”

Zhang Yu smiled and said: "No problem! After the rehearsal is over, I will ask my friend to help you and ask. If he still has it, I will tell you again. You can see it!" ()

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