Master Gu does not yet know that her painting has been targeted by the old man Gu Jiangxin.

Regardless of how many drawings Jiang Xin understands, in short, he hasn't seen the three drawings yet, but he's already getting them.

The next day, Gu Jiangxin sent someone to the exhibition, first took a picture of the painting, and then asked the organizer to ask the painter's contact information there.

Too bad too many people ask the same question!

District Manager Liu was a first group of visitors and a leader.

After the official opening, there are a lot of real collectors who understand painting, as well as people who are active in the art world, who want to get to know this' Ink Touch ', some who want to buy it, some who simply want to communicate and become friends.

Those sent by Gu Jiang Xin naturally drowned in the questioners who went to their successors.

Finally, Huang Chuan finally contacted Master Gu.

Master Gu didn't think of Gu Jiangxin as a person. He only heard that many people wanted to buy paintings, so he had some big heads.

She is not able to play with her phone very often right now, let alone regularly paint high-quality pieces for sale.

Plus these people don't do much good.

“Chairman Huang, I'll add the Liu District Governor. If anyone else is a good friend you know, we'll add them, otherwise forget it. ”

Master Gu is sitting at the drawing table.

Before the call, she was in a dictionary, a brush stroke, choosing a name for her child.

Busy.

Huang Chuan naturally wouldn't force her.

If a painter runs a painting exhibition and adds all visitors to the WeChat, it's a big joke!

He called, mainly to express, and her paintings received a lot of positive feedback.

By the way, even though he knew it was impossible to sell, he wanted to ask.

This kind of work makes him want an expensive collection to watch every day, enough to loosen his bottleneck for a long time, even at this age, to take him to the next level!

“Those three are not for sale.” Master Gu took the brush and wrote down another word "Bing". He put it in detail. He thought it was pretty, so he asked again. “It's okay to exhibit. ”

The first two stays were meant to inspire her. And Mileford, he wants to keep it for the big man.

Besides, she sold it on her side, and she bought it at a high price. How's the swelling?

Isn't that the more you sell, the more you lose?

Now that Master Gu is smart, the exhibition will gain a sense of liking, improve the number of skill successes, why not sell it.

“Okay.”

Huang Chuan naturally regretted listening, but had long thought of it.

Good works are undesirable and of great significance to any painter.

If you're not short of money, you don't need to sell it.

“I went back to Governor Liu and the others for you and said to stay. District Manager Liu, you don't have to take the time to reply. ”

“Okay. ”

Master Gu was also happy to hang up.

She was busy, and the naming was particularly complicated by the practice of calligraphy since childhood.

Not only does it have to be good, it has to be read loudly, but it also has to be written in a floating way!

If you are a boy, you will naturally need to have a strong, elegant pen painting and a sense of standing on paper.

If you are a girl, you need to have a soft, elegant shape and a dusty feel in your little splash pen.

Difficult.

It's really hard to meet these conditions.

Besides, it's not up to her alone.

“Still tangled? ”

A low voice sounded behind her.

Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here.

Originally, Shin Huo wouldn't be out in the study all night, now it's like a game cruise * * oss, from time to time floating around.

Mainly swinging to the bedroom to see what she was doing, how she was feeling, hungry and thirsty, and sitting in a position that did not conform to the doctor's guidance.

But if he caught a non-compliant operation, he would be able to educate his teacher all night.

Master Gu does not mention many norms now, afraid to hear old monks reading scripture.

“Mmm.”

She looked at herself before she answered.

Well, I ate and drank enough water.

Standing without pressing against your stomach, sitting without disc legs.

The paper pressed by her men was also removed by Simon Huo.

The left-hand row of boys' words, marvelous grass, pen walking dragons, paper coming out.

Bing, Tai, Shu, Shun, Yi, Yi, Hong...

The right row of girls' words, silent script, sophisticated, euphemistic and charming.

Rain, Tong, Yin, Ya, Ke...

He took a look and made a decision.

Boys and girls alike will always be forced to practice their words.

Look at these words. Just take them out.

But under calligraphy beyond ordinary standards, the words are resolute and hard to breathe.

“Oops, don't mess around. ”

Master Gu can now earn the liking of the boss by lying down. Over the past few days, he has grown bold.

Retrieve the paper immediately.

“When I'm done, pick again ~”

Otherwise, he prefers the first few. What should we do?

Huo Shi cautiously glanced at the thick dictionary on the table.

“Finished? ”

When is this going to be written?

Master Gu flipped over, “Well, I didn't write until I saw the good stuff. Soon. ”

Simon reached out and pinched his eyebrows.

“Didn't you say last night to look in the poems? ”

“Yeah, I'll take a diploma first, then I'll start looking for Tang Shi Song words, poetry scripture words. ”

Shin Huo's mouth took a puff.

It is rare to have some sympathetic eyes that fall on her still thin waist and limbs.

By the time she was born, the mother probably hadn't finished writing these words.

Name, naturally too late to choose.

Poor baby.

“Well, if you're tired, rest and write slowly. ”

After a second of sympathy for the child, he decided to turn away from the team and choose to stand by the child's mother.

She's not bored at home, she doesn't play cell phones, she doesn't watch TV, she's in a good mood.

Naturally, he was not indispensable, he turned himself in immediately.

I had a few names in mind. I circled around his mouth and took them back.

On the other hand, unlike Master Gu's leisure, Gu Jiangxin is like an ant on a hot pot.

When real estate policy tightened and the wind started to blow in a few days, the media moved and reported heavily.

The buying behavior of the end consumer was immediately affected, and many began to watch the market unabated.

The coldness of real estate, from the high-end market to the general market, is among those affected.

Gu Jiangxin had previously given home to his daughter, to say the least, was to cut off the industry that had been dragging the Group's footsteps, in exchange for two other real estate and game flights.

But I didn't think, before takeoff, the wind came and I looked at breaking one of his wings!

Gu Jiangxington was nervous at times.

With Zhang family in the capital, it must be like water fire for 10 years, no peace.

Shen Cheng, who was expecting Liu District to grow up to open the door so that he could sell a wave of high-end villa homes, the other two projects under construction could be successfully completed, and three future projects were successfully selected.

However, even Secretary Zhang, who had been cooperating with them for many years, ignored Liu District Governor.

Gu Jiangxin is in a hurry!

“Why can't I contact you? So did Secretary Zhang and Governor Liu have a call from each other? ”

The ink touched, I can't believe I've been looking for him for half a day, like I didn't find him!

“He's not doing it for a reason, he's doing it for a profit. Otherwise, why would he do a public service show at a painting show? I'll give you three more days, in any way! ”

Gu Jiangxin is rarely mad at his assistant!

There's always a way, just think about it.

For example, he was going to send a circle of friends.

Send out three pictures of the assistant to him.

With the above text.

[This painting went deep into people's hearts, so I couldn't help but look back and struggle, and suddenly in the middle of the night, I felt the power surge and studied with all of you. In addition, I am grateful to Master Ink Touch, and I hope to be able to discuss life with him and ask my friends in the circle to introduce him.]

He read it three times before sending it and changed a few words.

It was not until he felt full of poetry and in the grace of a man who knew his heart that he published it satisfactorily and lay down.

Even if they can't be bought in the end, but District Manager Liu knows that they are interested and aesthetically similar, he should be able to take a high look at him!

Gu Jiangxin is finally more comfortable.

Of course, he couldn't have imagined, and this new tweet, when it was seen by some people in the circle, made him laugh even more.

For example:

Before bedtime, you must brush a microblog, friends circle of old lady Chen, wearing old glasses to see, none of her mind is tranced.

Raise your hand and call your granddaughter.

“Coco, show me, is this the Gu family? Is this the exhibition we went to yesterday? Teacher's three? ”

Chen Kexin did not take into account Jiangxin's WeChat friends, but did not prevent her from recognizing people from the avatar of the elite photos.

She also had a strange expression.

“… is…”

Abandoning his unwanted biological daughter, he turned and became a world-high man he admired.

Too much reverse!

“Huh.”

Mrs. Chan immediately reached out sarcastically and gave him a compliment on this content.

“Grandma, are you offering him something? ”

Chen Kexin whispered.

She replaced herself. If Chen Father were like this, she would probably die of living depression.

Between father and daughter, there is no emotion, but he turns to raise a third child, drowning illegitimate children, what is the operation?

“He still has the face to let that little san invite my mother to the banquet and send us some cookies! ”

Chen Kexing thought of it and felt uncomfortable.

That cookie, she threw it away!

Where's the diaphragm?

Xiao San also wants to walk with their family and call their mother ‘sister’. Damn, she's about her age!

Lady Chan patted her granddaughter's hand and smiled deeply. "Not only do I want to give him a compliment, I also want to show him my collection. ”

Chen Kexin was stunned.

Turning her eyes, Lady Chan gave her her cell phone. “It was dark at night and I couldn't see the typing clearly. You send Grandma a circle of friends, send her some porcelain bowls and drawings, send her a photo, and then put the words‘ I can't sleep, I can't tan my baby, I appreciate it. '’ You take the ink-touched chapter, take a good picture. ”

Chen Kexington reacted and covered his almost laughing mouth, “Grandma, you're so bad! ”

Can't see, can't eat, can't touch, can't get!

Why can't he sleep?

Lady Chan smiled.

……

And Zhang Shengjia is equally uneasy at this moment.

Zhang Sheng harshly retaliated against the Gujiang Xinjing City project. He reached out to the two bureaux and called three or four local real estate brothers to intervene, stirring up the interests of the Gu family.

Even though his sister doesn't argue, he can't let go of Gu Jiangxin!

And the world of adult interests, there is no foreclosure.

Although they were insane and almost red-eyed, Zhang Sheng and Gu Jiangxin were still friends on WeChat.

Not only do friends connect, but they even stay together in a few big business gangs and municipal construction groups.

“My sister is hopeless. ”

Zhang Sheng, who had just returned from his father's house, listened to his mother say that he couldn't even eat when he knew what to do and how difficult it was for his children.

Now I see what other paintings Gu Jiangxin poetically rewards, and I want to throw up blood.

“Relax, she's 50 years old. Can she still be as disciplined as her daughter? ”

Shen Yunping could only persuade.

Old, three years old, not fit to be upset.

She looked at him worried and thought of good news.

“Your niece gave you a gift, it's here today! ”

Shen Yunping immediately stood up and went to get a painting.

Heran is the pair of twelve.

In her mouth, it was no longer a prize winner, and in order to keep the old open mind, it had been directly defined as a special gift.

“Hmm? It's late? ”

Zhang Shengdu was surprised.

“I think I heard about your birthday. Isn't it pinched? Just a few days in advance? ”

Shen Yunping is an emotional high.

And women are born with association.

Zhang Sheng's birthday is January 27. It's been a whole month since the twelve years passed.

It arrived so late, didn't it have something to do with my birthday?

Zhang Sheng listened and smiled.

Throw your phone aside, and forget about the nagging circle of friends that Gu Jiangxin just had!

“Show me! ”

Of course, they didn't know. At the end of the twelve, Liu Zhichao asked R&D to check the order data and IP to see if there were any peers who maliciously swiped the bill. Not only do they pull black IDs, prohibit them from swiping later, but also exclude them from the misplaced winning list.

It took a week to find out.

Plus, Master Gu sent someone to do the framing work.

There was also a peak in shipments after the twelfth, with items piled up in the warehouse, and normal orders were not delivered until almost the end of December.

It's too late for that.

However, if you choose to do transport yourself, the selectivity is irrational at this moment, and these logics are thrown away.

And when he opened the axis, he looked at it.

Warrior's disease map.

At the center of the painting is a horse with a hissing head and smoke, a steel dragon soul and a wind, like a rush.

And the White Man, stepping on the horse, wants to fly on the horse, that body is healthy and powerful.

The bright corner of the clothes and the breeze that lined his face were so clean, it was a handsome little girl with red ears.

The ink drips smoothly, the pen drifts smoothly, be it the sword of the warrior, or the horseshoe is fast, the shape of the god is combined, almost penetrating from paper, coming towards him!

“Nice pen! ”

“Good painting! ”

The Zhang family is also one of the old-fashioned clans of Beijing.

Zhang knew how to appreciate it. He immediately stared at the drawing paper and appreciated it.

“No, I don't look like an ordinary painting. I received it this morning. I looked at it and put it away. I didn't dare to show it to my son. ”

Shen Yunping is also overweight.

“The ink touches... I haven't heard of this man, but this painting shouldn't be cheap, should it? ”

“More than cheap!? ”

Zhang Sheng shook his head.

“Hey, can you ask for this kind of mastery...”

He can't say anything anymore.

Warrior wipes sunscreen... this asks Inkmaster to paint sunscreen... this is not something you can do just for money.

“Look, what do you wipe the mask with, the queen of facial cleanser... how many old gentlemen in the capital can you paint? ”

Zhang Sheng carried his hand.

Take a look, just shout it out again.

“Have you ever seen a great god paint something like this? Keep it coming! ”

Pass it on, it's rare, baby!

In the future, this master will seal the pen. If you don't draw these dishonest things, this is out of print!

Zhang Sheng said, he couldn't help but look at the title in the picture.

The sight soon fell on what the wife had just described as an 'ink-touch' stamp.

Somewhat familiar...

Look at this, he's stunned.

“Where's my phone? ”

Zhang Sheng hurriedly turned around.

Just now, Gu Jiangxin said something sour, and the chapter on the drawing is a little familiar??

The author has something to say: Too bad, my memory, so much has happened lately, I'm confused.

I usually write as much as I can during the day, go home at night and do it again, and publish a final draft (although the babies may also have seen the misspelled QAQ).

As a result, before going home yesterday, I turned off my computer, and my brain actually made up for my cloud synchronization, and yet, Mi did, fantastic!

So, for today's comment, I'm sending out a little red envelope to apologize to everyone, okay? Za!