Shenhao starts from fishing

By the moat, at the gate of Liuyun Community.

You Lexuan looked at Ding Shuo's fading back, as if she had lost something suddenly, and her heart was empty.

However, after a brief loss, she quickly came back to her senses, opened the door of the car amidst the voice of the onlookers pointing and pointing, and got back into the car in disgrace.

Then shut the door with a "bang".

The middle-aged man sitting in the driving position glanced at the back row through the rearview mirror. Seeing You Lexuan returning to the car empty-handed, he asked with puzzlement: "Why didn't you buy it?"

"Suddenly I don't want to eat anymore. Let's drive." You Lexuan's face became very ugly.

"That scumbag just now was your ex-boyfriend, right?" The middle-aged man started the vehicle.

"Uncle Zhang, are you ever going to end?" You Lexuan's face was cold, like a thunderstorm in May, gloomy and dripping.

Seeing You Lexuan, the middle-aged man seemed to be really angry, so he closed his mouth with interest.

Although You Lexuan has only come to the company not long ago, he is a rare artistic genius. He is also a celebrity around Mr. Liang, who can not be offended by a small driver.

You Lexuan held her cheeks and looked out the window and stopped talking.

When I left Ding Shuo, I thought he didn't want to make progress and wanted to motivate him.

But who knows, the ocean is wide by fish and the sky is high for birds to fly.

After leaving, she realized how wonderful the outside world was. She was like a white-bellied glass leaping on a branch, so dazzling.

As for Ding Shuo, he didn't reflect on his departure, he was still so content with the status quo and stolen.

In short, in Ding Shuo, she could not see any hope.

"Ugh……"

You Lexuan sighed softly.

It's been almost two years since I broke up with him, and the elites around me are better than the others. Why should I practice myself and never forget a waste?

...

After Ding Shuo left the community, he took a taxi to the small road where the car crashed last night. He wanted to find a repairing place to fix the motorcycle. It was okay to ride it first, and wait for a few days when he had plenty of money and then change another Point.

But when he got there, he discovered that the motorcycle thrown on the side of the road was gone, leaving only a pile of motorcycle fragments and two license plates that had been deformed.

80% of them were sold waste products by a "good-hearted person".

Ding Shuo sighed, retrieved his license plate, and asked the taxi driver to take him to the Antique Street in the south of the city.

Go around the fountain square, turn left into "Jiuxiang Alley", and stop in front of a gallery with three characters "Muyuxuan" written on a plaque.

Two years ago, after he broke up with You Lexuan, he really fell for a long time.

In addition to drinking, I played games every day. Later, I was introduced by a friend to teach in an art exam training, but after a short time, something went wrong at the training school.

A female student committed suicide by jumping off a building after she became pregnant. The school was closed down, although Ding Shuo had no relationship with this incident and lost her job.

after that……

Probably at the end of last year, by a coincidence, Ding Shuo took over the gallery, and Xianyu became the boss.

Said to be Mu Yuxuan, it is actually a small shop less than 30 square meters.

Besides, the oil paintings in the store, except for a few exquisite works that were commissioned and put on temporary consignment in the store, most of them were paintings collected by Ding Shuo at low prices.

What is line painting?

To put it bluntly, they are oil paintings, which run counter to the artistic essence of "self-releasing and resonate with others". They are designed to cater to and please the viewers from the bone. Although they look pleasing to the eye, there is no copy of the soul.

Often the cost of a painting is not as expensive as a framed frame.

Of course, when he is full of inspiration, Ding Shuo will also put up one or two strokes and put them on sale in the store.

Excluding the rent, water and electricity every month, there are still three to five thousand yuan left. The small days are still relatively leisurely.

9:20 in the morning.

Ding Shuo opened the shutter door with a "bang" and turned on the light.

Under the dim light, the style of the shop was suddenly brought out.

The surrounding red brick walls are covered with various styles of oil paintings, but also inlaid with many gears, valves, steel pipes and chains...

The decoration style is to make people feel the quiet steampunk style in restlessness.

Ding Shuo placed a few oil paintings piled up at the door of the gallery and started business.

Taking advantage of the few customers in the morning, he took out his mobile phone and opened the Xianmao second-hand website.

I wondered, since [silence is gold] all the 1,000 yuan rewarded have arrived, then [how much is spent] shouldn’t be a lie?

He wandered around on Xianmao and fixed his eyes on the 8% new Hamaya Sword in the same city. He only ran 18,000 kilometers and could transfer ownership at any time. The seller hurriedly spent money and only needed 3,500 oceans.

Without a word, Ding Shuo took a photo of the motorcycle and contacted the owner.

The two agreed to meet at a nearby vehicle management station at 10:30, bring their ID cards or something, and transfer the ownership directly.

As soon as Ding Shuo finished the call, an old man with a red nose wearing a gray Tang suit and holding a folding fan came into the shop.

It's a strange face.

"welcome!"

"Well, I'll just take a look."

The old man with a red nose rushed across the paintings, suddenly stopped, pointed at one of the paintings with the folding fan in his hand and asked: "Young man, how much is this painting?"

Ding Shuo glanced at the painting and stretched out five fingers: "Five hundred."

That painting was one of the few oil paintings he went out to sketch last year and exchanged two cigarettes for it. Since no one was interested in it for a long time, he hung it in an unobtrusive position.

The whole painting has only three colors of black, white and gray. It was scraped out with an oil painting knife. Although the painting skills are sloppy, the technique is amazing. Only those who really understand painting will stop in front of it.

"Although the composition of this painting is a little worse, the artistic conception is still good. If this area is overdone with dark gray, it will be even more perfect..." the old man with red nose commented.

"The old man knows how to paint?"

"Understand a little..."

"Since the old gentleman has a relationship with this painting, then I will give you a cost price of 400 yuan to take away." Ding Shuo held the black-framed glasses with the broken left lens with his hand, and narrowed his eyes.

The old man with the red nose nodded, and stopped bargaining, and directly bought the oil painting with cash.

Before leaving, he left a business card for Ding Shuo, saying that there will be works of this style in the future, and remember to keep it for him, as much as he wants.

After sending away the old man with red nose, Ding Shuo glanced at the business card left by the old man:

"Hu Yuanfeng, founder of Yuanfeng Charity, Honorary Dean of Shuxin Senior Apartment."

"It turned out to be a big philanthropist..." Ding Shuo thoughtfully, at this moment, a pair of young men and women walked into the store.

The men look like they are in their thirties, while the women are slightly younger, only twenty-five and sixty.

The women are dressed in cool, gorgeous dresses.

The man is holding a leather bag, wearing a laboring turkey on his wrist, and a bunch of keys on his waist. The keys of the Land Rover are particularly eye-catching, and they are very rich at first glance.

Ding Shuo looked up at the young men and women, then lowered his head and opened a travel magazine casually.

Selling paintings, naturally, can't be too enthusiastic like a vegetable seller at a vegetable market.

If it's not for the customer's initiative to introduce a piece of work, you must turn a blind eye and give them enough room to appreciate the painting, which can show the style of the shop owner without letting customers get bored.

"Wow, the decoration style of this gallery is great!" The two of them walked around the room, and the woman asked with excitement, holding the man's arm in a friendly manner, pointing to an oil painting. Husband, husband, what do you think of this painting hanging in the western restaurant on the second floor?"

The man glanced at the painting, shook his head and curled his lips: "It's too tacky."

"Is it vulgar? I feel okay. What about the one next to it?" The woman asked another freehand oil painting. Although the renovation cost more than two million, she always felt that the painting on the wall of the restaurant It's a little scary, not to mention the dark, and it's incompatible with the whole decoration style.

It is rare that my husband has time to accompany myself out shopping today.

So she wondered today that she would replace the painting no matter what.

The man moved his gaze to another painting, paused for two seconds, and said with a look of disgust: "I'm going, this is a child's graffiti? How do you paint and play? Are you sure you want to This kind of rubbish is hanging in my fifty-one-flat villa?"

"Oh my husband, in order to capture the instant charm of things, this kind of freehand oil painting does not pursue the delicate use of pen..."

Before the woman could finish her words, she was forcibly interrupted by the man: "Don't talk about those useless, what charm can a broken painting have? I only know that the most expensive is the best!"

Speaking, he raised his wrist and glanced at his Rolex. As the boss of a well-known company, his every minute is very precious. He doesn't have much time to hang out with women here. In order to save time, he starts directly Asked: "Waiter, which one is the most expensive here?"

...

(Ps: The contract has been sent, the bosses who want to invest should get in the car~~)