Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Jiang Quan has followed the old man since he was a child, and has experienced various scenes. Although he has read a lot of poetry and books, he has also learned some skills from the old man, but he doesn't know much about painting.

After taking Yu Zhenling, I did some research on painting, but it was still a bit amateurish.

Based on his research on traditional Chinese painting, it can be seen that this painting is gradually dyed with ink in different shades, and it is a good painting on this basis.

The painting style is freehand, a dead tree, a stone table below, and an old man.

There is no special color in the whole picture, but it is unexpectedly smooth and eye-catching.

Jiang Quan was invited to Yu Yong's art exhibition once, and he also saw some famous paintings. As for Jiang Xinran's paintings, he saw more, and he has seen a lot, and he has some appreciation ability.

Compared to Yu Yong, Jiang Xinran's paintings are too crafty.

However, Jiang Quan could see the painting at hand, no matter in terms of ink or style, the layout of this painting was not comparable to that of Jiang Xinran.

The brushwork is smooth, and it seems to be hearty and dripping in one go, with a style of its own.

that is……

A bit dirty with a thin layer of dust on it.

Jiang Quan remembered that Meng Fu said she could draw, and he couldn't help but look at Meng Fu, "Fu'er, did you draw this?"

As soon as he asked, Jiang Quan felt that he was thinking too much. The ink used in this painting is just right, and it can't be done without more than ten years of practice.

Meng Fu unscrewed the cap of the bottle in his hand, smelled the smell inside, then glanced at the painting in Jiang Quan's hand, and said "hmm".

"I knew it wasn't..." Jiang Quan subconsciously said something, and then realized what Meng Fu said, and suddenly raised his head to look at Meng Fu: "You said... this, this painting was drawn by you?"

Meng Fu unscrewed the cap of the perfume bottle, turned sideways, and pointed the capped bottle directly at Jiang Quan: "I know it's hard to make a painting, so you don't have to complain about me."

Jiang Quan: "???"

"Wait, it's hard to get into the elegant hall? Who told you?" Jiang Quan looked at the expression on Meng Fu's face, and saw that she didn't look like she was joking, so he was confused.

"My master." Meng Fu got up, went to the bookshelf to find a few more books to bring for herself, said this, she touched her nose and said vaguely.

I'm embarrassed to say that on her master's birthday, she drew this picture for him and was scolded.

Because at that time, after learning painting for a few months, she went to learn fortune-telling from the Taoist priest on the mountain.

When she packed her things and went to T City, she accidentally took this painting with her, and she used it to keep the dust away.

Jiang Quan had no time to think about his master, his mind was full of Meng Fu's paintings, so he asked Meng Fu to give them to him.

"Take it." Meng Fu waved his hand.

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Jiang Quan sent Meng Fu back to the training camp, and then drove back to Jiang's house.

As for Jiang Ran's matter, Meng Fu didn't say anything, so he didn't ask, but asked the secretary to investigate.

After arriving at Jiang's house, the secretary had already found out the whole story, Jiang Quan intervened, and Yu Zhenling's matter could not be hidden. Previously, the old man only knew that Meng Fu was being bullied, but he didn't know that Yu Zhenling was involved. operation.

Knowing now, his brows and eyes were stained with a layer of frost.

The driver didn't dare to say a word along the way.

In the Jiang family, Yu Zhenling, Jiang Xinran, and Jiang Xinchen were all downstairs, and at the same time, there was a special guest, Tong Eryu.

Seeing Jiang Quan come back, the group stood up.

Yu Zhenling also put down her teacup, and looked at Jiang Quan with a smile on her face.

Before he could speak, Jiang Quan said in a deep voice, "Are you presumptuous to make up your own mind about Fu'er?"

As soon as Meng Fu was mentioned, Yu Zhenling's face also turned cold, but she still knew that there were guests at home, so Jiang Jiang Xinran and Jiang Xinchen sent Tong Eryu out.

These two people have a special atmosphere.

But they all greeted Tong Eryu politely.

When the two went upstairs, Tong Eryu followed Jiang Xinran and the two of them out, and then glanced back: "Uncle Jiang just said that it was Meng Fu?"

"Who else could it be but her," Jiang Xinchen muttered, "My parents have quarreled over her countless times, and asked her to go to school instead of going to school. This time, it's probably because of the entertainment industry."

When Jiang Xinran heard this, she hesitated for a moment, "Is it because of lip-syncing?"

Tong Eryu frowned and said nothing.

inside the house.

Yu Zhenling looked at Jiang Quan, sat back on the sofa again, and sneered: "Meng Fu still complained to you?"

"Let me sue? If she really will sue Dad, he can still sit at home?!" Thinking of this, Jiang Quan's heart twisted. He didn't know if Meng Fu knew about Yu Zhenling. If Meng Fu knew, He couldn't even imagine how Meng Fu was feeling when he went to find Meng Fu just now.

No complaint?

Yu Zhenling raised her head in a daze.

The blue veins on Jiang Quan's temples burst out, "She has suffered so many years outside before she came back, you can't be like a normal mother? Xinran is not your daughter and you treat her so dearly, why did you come here to her? Such a big opinion? I feel ashamed when I think about what you have done now, how do you want me to see her in the future? Ah?!"

It’s fine if Jiang Quan didn’t say these things, but Yu Zhenling’s eyes were red when he said these things: “You’re pretty sweet, when did she respect me? When she came back, I helped her practice a school, but she said she dropped out ? Ask her to learn etiquette, piano, and calligraphy? She has listened to her? My Yu family has been a scholarly family since ancient times, and finally a third-rate actor with no ink came out. You are worried that you will not be able to see Meng Fu. Why do you Don't you think about how I met my natal family?"

"Don't talk about anything else, I didn't do it this time because you don't want to make enemies with that side. I was thinking of you. I was the one who was wrong in the end."

When Yu Zhenling spoke well, Jiang Quan could still argue with her, but she started crying while talking, Jiang Quan had a headache.

Outside the door, when Jiang Xinran and Jiang Xinchen came back, they couldn't help but look at Jiang Quan, Jiang Quan was so angry that he waved his sleeves and went out again.

Of course, Jiang Quan was not only angry at Yu Zhenling, but also went to Yu's house by the way.

The servant took Jiang Quan to the study.

Yu Yong was looking at the paintings of the students of the association. When he saw Jiang Quan coming in, he put down the annotating pen in his hand and asked someone to pour a cup of tea for Jiang Quan, "Why did you come to me today?"

Jiang Quan didn't follow Yu Yong's polite manners, and directly took out a long box, and handed it to Yu Yong: "This is the painting I found at Fu'er today, I think her painting is not inferior to Yu Xinran, she must be good at it. It’s talented, I hope you can see it.”

This box was specially bought by Jiang Quan for Meng Fu's painting.

Meng Fu's painting?

Hearing this, Yu Yong looked up at Jiang Quan, and took the painting: "Okay, wait until I finish the homework of these students."

Hearing what Yu Yong said, Jiang Quan was relieved, because he had to go back to deal with Yu Zhenling's matter, he didn't bother Yu Yong anymore, and left directly.

After sending him away, Jiang Quan returned to the study, without even looking at the long box on the table, and lightly told the people around him: "Take it to the utility room."

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