My 1991

The car window rolled down, revealing a charming face.

Yu Guanzhi asked in a Nuonuo manner: "Didn't you leave Ye Run?"

Lu An muttered: "It turns out that Miss Yu saw it."

Yu Wan smiled and asked him to get in the car.

The driver was a young woman with short hair and a suit, who looked very capable.

Lu An looked around the car and asked her later: "Why did you come here at this point?"

Yu Guanzhi said: "I have something to do in Suzhou, and I thought it was not far from Jinling, so I came over to have a look."

Seeing that she didn't have much desire to speak, Lu An wisely shut up, leaned back, and listened quietly to the car music, which was playing "I Only Care About You" by Teresa Teng.

Where would I be if I hadn't met you?

Hutouben is great. It feels completely different from riding a bus. The same song has a different taste in my ears.

He had never bought such a good car in his previous life. If he had a chance in this life, he could try it. Money is such a thing, if you don't bring it with you during life, you won't take it with you after death. If the people are gone, there is no point in keeping more.

Just when he was thinking about what good car to buy in the future, the Mercedes-Benz pulled over and stopped in front of an old restaurant.

Lu An got out of the car and glanced at the driver. The driver had tough lines and always felt like a trainee.

But think about it, for someone as stunning as Yu Guanzhi, it would be unsafe to go anywhere without a bodyguard or something like that.

He even thought that when she was in Shao City, Zhou Kun failed to take her to Chang City in order to maintain family stability. She arrived at the airport safely alone. Was there a bodyguard following her all the time?

It's just that the bodyguard is more secretive, so he didn't notice?

"This Huaiyang restaurant was recommended by a friend. I've never been here. Let's take a look. What do you like to eat?" Yu Guan's words broke him out of his suspicions.

Lu An flipped through the menu casually, and finally ordered braised lion head and shredded eel.

Yu Guanzhi asked: "You don't like Huaiyang cuisine?"

Lu An crossed his fingers and shook his head: "No, in fact, in my eyes, there are no so-called eight major cuisines, only spicy dishes and non-spicy dishes. Of course, sweet dishes are an exception and will not be touched. "

Yu Guanzhi smiled knowingly: "It seems that you still like Hunan and Sichuan cuisine the most."

Lu An did not deny this: "Cantonese food is also good, I prefer it."

When he was with Yu Guanzhi, he felt like he was with Sister Qingchi. He didn't need to say much, and he seemed very quiet, as if these two people had a spiritual purification bug that could completely calm him down from the glitz.

Seeing him looking at her intently, Yu Guanzhi was thoughtful, and later joked: "Remember your sweetheart?"

Lu An sighed softly, "You and Sister Qingchi have a common trait."

Yu Guanzhi said: "I am 9 years older than you, and Meng Qingchi is more than 7 years older than you."

Lu An was speechless, knowing that this topic could no longer be discussed.

If you continue talking, the other party may misunderstand.

Although this woman is very attractive, so attractive that no man can resist her beauty. But he is self-aware. If the status of the two parties does not match, he should not have inappropriate thoughts, otherwise he will be asking for trouble.

Seeing that the way he looked at her gradually returned to clarity, Yu Guanzhi tacitly avoided the topic and talked about business:

"Uncle Chen called me to tell me the good news. Your work "Eternity" has been officially selected for this year's Chinese Oil Painting Annual Exhibition. If the response is good during the exhibition, you may win the prize."

This is a very conservative statement of hers.

In fact, during the phone conversation, she and Chen Quan had great expectations for "Eternity", hoping to win a valuable award, hoping to use it to enhance the reputation of Haibo Gallery and Haibo Auction House, and strive to become an instant hit.

Chen Quan traveled around the country and abroad for almost a year for this painting, and encountered many obstacles, but mostly received rave reviews.

The level of painting is excellent, coupled with the power of the Yu family and Uncle Chen's extensive connections in the art world, this is where the confidence lies.

Lu An was stunned for a moment, as if he was listening to a book from heaven.

Although I know that "Eternity" is extraordinary, and although I am very confident in myself, in the end I am still a complete newcomer. In the art world where people eat people, good wine may not necessarily taste good. I didn't expect that the woman in front of me would dare to expect the Chinese Oil Painting Annual Exhibition. of the award.

In his eyes, it is already a great achievement for his first painting to be selected into the China Oil Painting Annual Exhibition. As for winning an award, I really haven’t thought about it.

For a moment, he was so dizzy from being hit by this cake.

Lu An calmed down, suppressed her excitement and said, "Sister Yu, thank you, thank you, Uncle Chen."

Yu Guanzhi raised his head and looked into his eyes: "You don't want to call me Miss Yu anymore?"

Lu An laughed and said, "It's been a long time since we last met, so I'm a bit tongue-tied."

Everything should be done before it is too late. Yu Guanzhi continued to get down to business: "The results of the New Year painting exhibition will not be announced until the end of the month at the earliest. During this period, you can do your own thing with peace of mind. I will notify you as soon as there is news."

Luann said thank you again.

Yu Guanzhi nodded and asked: "How is the city of Jinling?"

Luan told the truth: "It's pretty good so far."

Yu Guanzhi asked: "Where is the studio? Where do you plan to locate it?"

Lu An replied: "I was in military training some time ago and couldn't get away, so I started looking for a place."

Yu Guanzhi thought for a moment, and then asked: "Do you prefer on-campus or off-campus?"

Lu An thought of something and his eyes lit up: "Anyone is fine, but I still prefer to be on campus, because it's close and safe."

When the food arrived, the two stopped chatting temporarily. It was not until the waiter left that she continued:

"Uncle Chen and I have a preliminary idea, that is, we hope you will open your own art exhibition in the next four years. What do you think?"

Some words are easy to understand as soon as she hears them. She is reminding herself to pay more attention to painting in disguise.

Although the two parties had an agreement and agreed not to interfere, she couldn't hold it back.

Oh, this woman.

But her offer was indeed tempting. Just imagine, you successfully held your own art exhibition before graduating from college. How awesome would that be?

How fulfilling is it?

This is a win-win situation. I contribute my talents, they contribute their money and effort, and everyone gets what they need.

It's simply not too beautiful.

But he also knows that holding an art exhibition requires a lot of paintings. Without dozens of paintings as a base, he would be embarrassed to display them to the outside world.

Damn it, if you give me a date, you'll get a stick. It's a proper capitalist style.

Even though he was very moved, Lu An would not put himself on the fire and said in an ambiguous tone: "I will try my best."

Yu Guanzhi stared at his eyes for a while, knowing that this was his final concession, and then comforted him:

"Don't put too much pressure on me. Uncle Chen and I have registered. If the conditions are not mature by then, we can consider a joint exhibition with other well-known painters."

Lu Ann had no doubts about this. With her family background, this was easy to do.

Yu Guanzhi loves to eat mandarin fish, "This fish tastes good, you can try it."

Lu An took a bite and praised: "It's fresh and tender, solid and chewy. It's really good. This Huaiyang cuisine is very authentic and worth coming again."

Yu Guanzhi said with a smile: "It's very professional. I just think it's delicious and I can't think of how to praise it."

Lu An Xiaoxiao said: "That's right, there is a difference between someone who likes to eat and a foodie. I think I have some experience in eating."

Yu Guanzhi said: "No wonder your food is so good."

When they were actually cooking, the two of them didn't talk much, but after all, they were familiar with each other, and it wasn't just once or twice that they sat together at the table, so they didn't feel awkward at all.

It wasn't until he was almost finished eating that Yu Guanzhi wiped his mouth reservedly, raised his head and asked him: "I once heard that you said you knew Chinese painting. How does it compare to your oil painting skills?"

Lu An was stunned, wondering why she mentioned this?

But I still said it truthfully: "Compared to those real traditional Chinese painting masters like Huang Yongyu, I may still be lacking, but my self-perception is pretty good."

After hearing this, Yu Guanzhi knew better. The young man in front of her was very conceited, but he still didn't have the confidence to swallow mountains and rivers when talking about oil paintings. However, this was in line with her expectations.

If his traditional Chinese painting skills were as good as oil paintings, Yu Wanzhi would suspect that his life was unreal and that he was living in a dream.

She pondered for a while and asked: "What are you good at in Chinese painting?"

Luan said: "Landscape painting."

In fact, he also dabbled in figure painting. After all, I have been painting for more than 40 years in my previous life, and it would be boring to always stay in the same frame, so I have studied all aspects.

It's just that at his age, it's not suitable to show off all his abilities at once, otherwise it would be too incredible. This takes time and a process.

Yu Guanzhi said: "Pick a time and you will paint a landscape painting that you are good at. Uncle Chen and I will study how to do it."

Luann said yes.

After the meal, the two of them found a teahouse and chatted for a long time. They didn't leave until it was completely dark.

Before leaving, Yu Guanzhi in the car suddenly looked over and asked: "Lu An, unlike oil painting, my family has some connections in Chinese painting. If I find a teacher for you, will you reject it?"

Lu An was stunned: "Teacher?"

Yu Guanzhi looked up at him and nodded slightly.

Looking at each other, Lu An slowly understood that she found a Chinese painting teacher for herself. There may be two reasons:

First, I want to help myself improve my painting skills and make up for my shortcomings.

Second, it may be more about the consideration of the teacher-instructor relationship.

After all, there are people in the court who are easy to do things. They are well-established and well-known. Teachers are equivalent to a business card and a huge network of relationships.

In my previous life, I wanted to learn from those masters of traditional Chinese painting, but there was no way. Unexpectedly, Yu Guanzhi has already started to work in this direction in this life. What a fate.

Lu An didn't object, but he couldn't just accept Amao and Agou as his teacher. He had to have the ability to admire him, "I'll think about it."

Yu Guanzhi smiled and nodded, almost reading his mind.

Mercedes-Benz walked away and disappeared into the night.

Lu An stood on the roadside for a while, then walked to a nearby Sichuan restaurant, picked two of Ye Run's favorite dishes, and took them away.

On the way back, Lu An was still in a dream. The Chinese Oil Painting Exhibition paid homage to the masters of traditional Chinese painting.

Hmm, if you want to succeed at a young age, in addition to being strong, your thighs are also essential.

It's just a pity that Yu Guanzhi's thighs are too high to hold her to death at once.

ps: Please subscribe! Please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket!

(besides…)