I Don’t Want To Be Popular

During this period, Chen Chuan was the "poorest" stall, because the profits from all industries had been settled and all the money had been transferred, but he had invested all of it in the motorcycle project, and now he has invested 1.15 billion.

As the ordered motorcycles were delivered one after another, Chen Chuan gave out the money one after another. His uncle successfully set up a call, called Mr. Xu from Fujitec, signed a contract with Chen Chuan, and happily returned to his hometown with his little girlfriend. His daughter Zhang Ya is still living in the Shangri-La Hotel. School is about to start and she can still spend two days in Chengdu. Zhang Ya did have a request, asking Chen Chuan to send her to school.

Chen Chuan didn't give her a clear reply because he didn't necessarily have time. In other words... I don't want to go even if I have time, but I can't resist this little cousin holding his arm and hanging on him like a baby, so I can only drag him first and say, "It depends on the situation..."

Up to now, Chen Chuankari still has 4 million euros left, but that was last year at a Bordeaux winery in France. A batch of red wine residues exceeded the standard. The 4 million euros compensated by the system can only be used for winery operations and cannot be used. somewhere else.

Similar to this amount of money, there is also the 250 million operating fund of mokk nightclub and the 1 billion construction fund of Tianxiang Manor. These are earmarked funds given by the system and cannot be used elsewhere.

Therefore, Chen Chuan is now close to penniless.

Fortunately, he has a place to stay in Chengdu. He can stay at the Black Diebei Villa or in a hotel.

Food is provided in the hotel, or you can go back to Black Butterfly and have a nanny to cook.

If he went to a nightclub now, he couldn't afford to order Shenlong Set. He could order some, but he would have to swipe the Centurion Black Card. He was too lazy to swipe it and didn't want to borrow money from the bank.

If you are poor, you will want to change. Chen Chuan began to think about change. He bought a drawing board, pens, inks, paper, inkstones, paints, etc., and drove a DBS to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain to paint.

After all, he has the [Shi Tao Inheritance]. Shi Tao is the master of traditional Chinese painting that has influenced China for 300 years. Chen Chuan's craftsmanship comes from him, and his level will not be bad anymore, so he came to sketch and see if he can draw a few famous paintings to cheat. money.

Last time in Western Siberia, he also obtained [Shishkin's inheritance], a top oil painting master, so Chen Chuan also bought brushes, drawing knives, canvas, varnish and other materials.

Coming with him was classmate Lu Ziye.

This morning, Lu Ziye got up early. She used hot water that was so hot that it almost boiled two thermos bottles. She took it to the bathroom and squatted down to take a shower. Because there was no water heater in the dormitory, this was the only way to take a shower in winter.

After washing, she went to the closet to pick out a bm style dress.

Then she put on fresh makeup and left the dormitory with her mobile phone, bag, and the Ferrari 488 car keys under her pillow.

"Where are you going, this early in the morning?" shouted the roommate.

"I'm going to accompany someone to sketch. Let's go." The deer jumped away and ran away.

The roommate muttered: "Did you die?"

The walk to the school parking lot is a prosperous one. I feel like a fairy stepping on auspicious clouds. I pass by the cafeteria in the morning light at 6 o'clock in the morning and go in first to drink a bowl of millet porridge. Replenish your vitality.

Then, he walked out to the parking area and went straight to the hot red Ferraris parked among ordinary cars.

She is beautiful, but her heart bleeds, because parking here also costs money, 5 yuan within 2 hours, 1 yuan for more than 1 hour, with a cap of 20 yuan. She had no place to stop, so she could only stop here, 20 a day, 20 a day.

"Wow! Look, that Ferrari!"

"I'll go, that young lady walked over! Her car?"

"Ferrari is indeed driven by fairies!"

Passing classmates whispered.

Lu Ziye felt intoxicated for a while. At this moment, hearing this and feeling those envious eyes made him feel like he was hurting by the 20 yuan parking fee per day.

What is the concept of 20 yuan? Sichuan Yin No. 1 Canteen sells sizzling chicken leg rice for 10 yuan, chicken chop rice for 8 yuan, vegetarian dishes for 3 yuan, and the best meat dishes for 7 yuan. She doesn't eat much, and 20 yuan is enough for her meals for a day.

"Eh, Xiaolu? You?" A male classmate whom I knew came back from running outside, his eyes widened.

Lu Ziye smiled shyly: "I'm going out."

"You go out, you...this Ferrari?" The male classmate was speechless. He was in the class next to Xiaolu and had no resistance to little fairies like Xiaolu. When he couldn't sleep at night, he would occasionally think about her playing mobile games and so on. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had a crush on her. He asked in surprise, "Co-author... I run by here every day and the Ferrari I see is yours?"

Xiaolu nodded: "Yeah."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're a white, rich and beautiful little fairy." said the male classmate, "I have a mine at home, how much does it cost?"

"Uh... it was a gift from a friend... Well, let's go now." Xiaolu opened the car door, twisted his waist and sat in the bucket seat, and fastened his seat belt.

The elegant posture during the whole process made the boys' eyes widen.

"Friends? What friends?" the boy murmured.

With a roar, the car started, drove out of the campus gate, and disappeared from the boys' sight.

The pushing feeling brought by the 3.9t V8 twin-turbo engine makes Xiaolu's adrenaline soar. In the past few days, her back hurts from being pushed by this high-horsepower supercar, but she still enjoys it. Feeling the enveloping feeling brought by the hugging bucket seats, listening to the deep and deep sound of the engine, the smell of the peak of life along with the smell of gasoline fills the Sichuan Sound campus and Xinnan Road at the door.

The Ferrari 488 ran all the way under the morning light until it reached the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

When I got there, I saw from a distance the big financier, Master Chen, sitting on a small horse next to the olive green Aston Martin DBS, concentrating on painting.

This is an open area where cars can park anywhere.

Lu Zino's car stopped far away, she got out of the car and walked over, saying hello cautiously: "Hi, good morning, brother, um... can you still draw?"

Chen Chuan drew a few strokes, outlining the landscape with blue and white, and the brush strokes became lighter and darker. He put the pen on the rice paper halfway. Looking back at Xiaolu's fresh outfit and sweet smile, he felt that it was right to call her to help.

It will be much easier to draw with an assistant. I just say that there is a little beauty nearby. When you are tired of painting, you can chat with her and watch her jump up and down. It is also very nice. If not, go to the car and listen to her singing Singing, or playing mobile games together, isn't it helpful to open up ideas and find creative inspiration?

Chen Chuan said: "I brought fruit in the car. If you want to eat it, you can take it yourself."

"Ah? Do you want to start eating now?" Lu Ziye blushed and looked at Chen Chuan's waist.

"What?" Chen Chuan was stunned, "Then when do you want to eat it? You don't have the habit of eating fruit in the morning?"

"Ah, I haven't, but since brother wants to..." Xiao Lu walked to Chen Chuan and squatted down.

"What are you doing? The fruit is in the car." Chen Chuan looked at her.

"Ah? Oh...cough, let me see what you painted first..." Lu Zino scratched his toes in embarrassment and found an excuse at random, pretending to look at the unfinished landscape painting.

It seemed that she might have made a mistake, but fortunately she was smart enough and reacted quickly, and she easily resolved this little embarrassment.

She looked at the landscape painting and said in surprise: "No, brother, this painting... what you painted is so shocking!"

Chen Chuan smiled, that's not it, it comes from the inheritance of Master Shi Tao, it is this unique style of gloomy and unbridled. Shi Tao has seen famous mountains and rivers throughout his life, and his understanding of landscapes has reached an advanced level. Whether it is the clouds and smoke of Qingcheng, the ink painting of Jiangnan, the cliffs, the dead trees and jackdaws, or the plain, far-reaching and high-altitude scenery, the layout is novel and the artistic conception is innovative.

Chen Chuan himself is very satisfied with the painting "Qingcheng Landscape and Soundless Picture" that he is currently creating.

Lu Ziye was even more shocked than when he learned that Chen Chuan was wearing a 9.6 million Royal Oak in "Autumn of Heaven" that night. Because she had a preconceived idea that Chen Chuan was a super-rich second generation, and she had a certain impression of the second generation of rich people.

At this time, the inherent impression was broken, and I was shocked to realize that the man in front of me was not only young and wealthy, but also talented, filling Qingcheng.

The young man is sitting in the Qingcheng Mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, with a famous car beside him. He lowers his head and splashes ink with a focused expression. His profile is handsome and his body is dignified, like a fairy.

Lu Ziye was watching, fascinated.

Looking at the painting, the landscape is strange, majestic, vast and thick, and it is as if you can hear the gurgling sound of the water in this landscape painting.

Looking at the person, Feng Shen is handsome, full of energy, and the jade trees are facing the wind. It seems that you can feel the arrogant talent and pride in his mind.

Chen Chuan entered a very focused state. The Qingcheng landscape gave him enough inspiration. This painting should be the highest level of his technique since he received Shi Tao's inheritance from the system.

Birds chirp in the mountain stream and the valley is fragrant.

From six o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock in the morning, the sun broke through the clouds and mist and shone into the mountains. In three hours, half of the "Qingcheng Landscape and Sound Picture" was painted.

Since she was a little tired from painting, and Lu Ziye said that she was thirsty and wanted to eat fruit and drink something.

So Chen Chuan stood up, stretched and moved his muscles, then took her to the car to get some fruit to eat.

I don't know how long it took.

An old man and a young man climbed here.

"Grandpa, there are cars here, or two, a DBS and a 488. Are all the sports cars driving into the mountains?" A clear voice sounded.

The white-haired old man laughed and said: "The terrain here is flat and the road is easy to walk. You can drive a sports car here, but it can only go as far as here, and you can't go any further."

"Yeah, grandpa, look, there is a painting here. Someone is sketching here."

The old man walked over and looked at the landscape on the drawing board. At this sight, he almost fell over and took a breath: "This, is this the last work of Monk Balsam Pear?"

"Bitter Melon Monk? Shi Tao?"

"This dripping and clear pen and ink, and the dense atmosphere of the mountains and rivers are all full of the charm of Shitao. However, this ink is not dry yet, so it should be a new work. Which master is coming to Qingcheng Mountain? Where is the person?" The old man looked around.

"Um...what's the sound?" The granddaughter with a refreshing ponytail frowned and looked around.

Another group of people came not far away, and the leader shouted: "Principal Yuan, please slow down, the road ahead will be difficult."

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ps: Today’s 10,000-word update has reached 11,000 words, and there may be another chapter later.