My 1991

40 minutes later, Zhou Kun arrived.

There was also a man and a woman who came with them. The man's name is Liu Mingtao, and the woman's name is Zeng Xin. Both of them exude artistic style.

It seemed that colleagues came to join in the fun.

After a brief introduction to several people, Zhou Kun asked angrily: "Where is the painting?"

Lu An opened the door to the room: "Inside, take a look."

Zhou Kun was not polite and jumped in first.

Liu Mingtao and Zeng Xin smiled politely at Lu An and followed him into the room.

The two of them had listened to Zhou Kun's talk all the way, and they were really curious.

Zhou Kun first looked at the "Nine-Colored Deer" and stared at it for three full minutes, and finally said three things with satisfaction: "Okay, okay!"

Then he moved his gaze to the "rose" next to him, admired it for a while and then said with a wry smile to Lu An:

"To tell you the truth, I have painted roses before, but they are far, far behind you."

Lu An smiled and nodded, feeling unconvinced. If I were on the same level as you, I would be embarrassed to accept your money.

A man and a woman were silent next to them. After watching "Nine-Colored Deer", the two looked at each other, filled with wonder.

After watching "Rose", a man and a woman looked at each other silently, with complex expressions in their eyes.

They are about the same age as Zhou Kun, one is over 40 and the other is 35. They think their skills are pretty good. But compared to the two paintings in front of me, it was just a blur and nothing.

As the saying goes, connoisseurs will know if something is there as soon as it is made. The two of them had their own judgment on the quality of the painting, and they knew it in their hearts.

Zhou Kun looked back and forth three times, and the smile on his face became even brighter once he looked at it. He obviously felt that he had made a lot of money, and the 30,000 yuan was well worth it.

Lu An originally wanted to tell him the intentions of these two paintings, but Zhou Kun understood it on his own, which saved him a lot of saliva.

Back in the main room, the four of them chatted around the sofa for more than 20 minutes. Finally, Zhou Kun looked at his watch and invited Lu An: "Are you busy? Let's have dinner together."

Luan asked, "What time is it now?"

Zhou Kun said: "6:13."

Lu An waved his hand: "Later, I should go to school."

Zhou Kun obviously knew that the first evening self-study class in No. 1 Middle School was at 6:30, so he couldn't force it immediately. I just feel very regretful that the relationship was not able to take a further step while the iron was hot.

Seeing him packing to take away, Lu An reminded: "The oil hasn't been dried yet, so drive slower on the road."

Zhou Kun grinned and said cheerfully: "This is my lifeblood, I will be more careful than you say."

Lu An was a little happy to hear this, thinking that Zhou Kun and Teacher Zhou have the same surname as Zhou, but their personalities are completely different.

The three of them left.

Luan locked the door and went out.

In the car, Liu Mingtao, who had been silent just now, asked Zhou Kun: "How much did you spend on these two paintings?"

Zeng Xin, the co-pilot, perked up his ears.

Zhou Kun stretched out three fingers.

Liu Mingtao was stunned, "30,000?"

Zhou Kun joked: "Fortunately you didn't say 3,000."

Liu Mingtao sighed in a low voice: "I can't say that this painting is 3,000, but 30,000."

Zhou Kun tilted his head: "Do you think it's expensive?"

Liu Mingtao nodded and shook his head: "Hey, the painting is very good, but it is too expensive for my financial conditions. If it were cheaper, I would buy one to go back and study for reference."

Zhou Kun knew that the other party was no better than him, his family situation was average, and his paintings were not selling well. 15,000 paintings was indeed not a small amount, so he didn't say anything more.

When passing by the First Department Store, Liu Mingtao looked outside and said, "Lao Zhou, please pull over. I'll forget it now and go in to buy something."

The car stops, the person leaves, and the car starts again.

When Liu Mingtao's figure disappeared, Zeng Xin asked the doubt in his heart: "Lu An is still a student?"

Zhou Kun said: "A student from No. 1 Middle School."

Zeng Xin asked: "How old are you this year?"

Zhou Kun said: "17 years old."

Zeng Xin was speechless: "People are already at this level when they are 17 years old. I am still learning sketching in an art technical school when I am 17 years old."

Zhou Kun laughed loudly: "You can't compare like this. Comparing like this is just to make yourself angry. I was depressed for a long time when I saw Lu An.

But now I think about it.

The two most important things in our line of work are talent and fame.

This is a talent that people are born with, and God is chasing after them to feed them, so I can’t envy them. "

Zeng Xin reacted and asked: "Lu An has talent, are you betting on his future fame?"

The two of them are colleagues at the Art Technical School, and they have a very good relationship on weekdays. Zhou Kun said what was in his heart:

"With this painting skill, Lu An is now a dragon trapped in the shallows. Sooner or later, he will soar to the sky. When he becomes famous in the future, he will not be worth this price."

Zeng Xin understood Zhou Kun's character and said thoughtfully: "You can take me there to see him some other time. I want to talk to him."

Zhou Kun understood: "You want to buy paintings from him?"

Zeng Xin said: "I have some ideas, but I'm not sure yet."

The painting was moved away, and the 30,000 yuan was safely pocketed.

Less than 2 months after his rebirth, he completed the transformation from poverty to wealth.

Lu An felt like he was floating as he walked on the road. He felt more accomplished than when he earned 300,000 or 3 million in his previous life.

It’s really a great sense of accomplishment!

In the village, unlike those life-hungry gold diggers, the old Lu family was able to make a comeback and escape extreme poverty.

What he hopes most now is that Zhou Kun will show off his paintings everywhere, brag about them everywhere, and spread his reputation in Baoqing.

Hmm. It would be even more beautiful if people come to buy the paintings later.

He is a down-to-earth person who does not pursue how much money a painting can sell for in the future, but only how much benefit it can bring now.

Exchange this benefit for more benefits.

During the days after his rebirth, he gradually had an idea in his mind. It was good to be a world-famous painter, but it was not his only pursuit.

There are so many trends of the times waiting for him. Wouldn't it be easier to reach the peak of life by grabbing any one of them than by painting?

It’s decided, this is it. Painting is a hobby and cannot be thrown away, but other things cannot be thrown away either. You must grasp it with both hands and both hands must be strong.

When I returned to the classroom happily, evening self-study had already begun.

Ye Run whispered to him: "I wanted to call you when I came here, but I found that you had guests at home, so Li Dong and I stopped calling you."

Lu An sat down and looked through the midterm exam papers on the table one by one.

Total score according to statistics: 589

It has made great progress compared to the last 503.

He asked: "What's your score?"

Ye Run was afraid of hurting his self-esteem, so he hesitated at first, but couldn't hold back his eyes and said: "614."

Lu An saw through her thoughts at a glance, and smiled and sent his blessings: "You did well in the exam, 30 points faster than me. How many are you in the school?"

Ye Run wrote on the paper with a pen: 10

Luan asked, "What about me?"

Ye Run wrote a number again: 51

After writing, Ye Run looked at him with worry.

Lu An said: "Don't look at me like this, others will misunderstand you."

Ye Run rolled his eyes at him and his face turned red.

After a while, she wrote on the note: Can you go back to the first examination room next time?

Luan wrote: Yes.

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