My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Chapter 177 My son is looking for someone to renovate our house!

Fuck!!!

The three of them were completely speechless when they heard Xu Cong was about to erase the painting.

"No, you, this, this..."

"Sister! Let's persuade your son! This painting is so professional and beautiful. What a pity it is painted off!"

"This is simply a violent thing!"

Zhou Xiuyun looked at Xu Cong and looked at these three people. It was really difficult to choose, but how could she turn her elbow out?

So she said frankly: "My son paints if he wants to paint, and paints off if he wants to erase. If it is erased, my son can paint again. Is there any problem?"

The three of them were so shocked by her, their chests suddenly became tight, what else could they say? What else would they dare to say?

Fuck, he was aiming too capricious!

Is this kind of peerless work still painted in an hour?

It was defaced the next day!

f*ck!!!

All three of them were dumbfounded by Xu Cong's show operation. At this time, the phone of the artist who used Xu Cong's drawing to send the circle of friends rang.

He picked up the phone and answered the call: "Hello?"

"Hello, hello! You didn't see your message!"

"Okay, okay, I know the price is low, then you make a price, how much do you think is appropriate? 2000 per square meter, or...3000?"

Has doubled!

The painter was stunned, what is this guy talking about?

"Hey! Are you still listening? Are you listening?"

"I know the price I gave is too big, you are scared... scared?"

But the painter was not shocked by this at all, but because he saw that Xu Cong had found the white paint bucket and really wanted to use a roller to brush off the painting.

"Hello? Why, do you still think the price is low? I have said that, the price can be discussed! It is really possible to talk about it again!"

On the basis of 3,000 square meters, it can be added! This is already a very high price for this line in the country! And it can be added?

The painter was still silent. He was shaking all over, his eyes twitching to watch Xu Cong's crazy behavior.

He held his breath and could only watch this peerless Chinese painting destroyed, but he was helpless!

After all, this was painted by others, and he does not have any right to speak.

"Hey! Are you listening? Talking! The signal is bad, or what's the matter?"

After calling out on the phone again, the painter returned to his senses and said to him: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Sir, I didn't paint this painting!"

The other party was stunned for a while, but quickly said, "It wasn't you who painted it, so it doesn't matter. Do you have the other party's contact information? I want to talk to him..."

"No, sorry! I saw it in a village."

"Please address!"

"It's useless! You can't see it even if you come!"

When the other party heard this, his heart suddenly became confused: "?"

"Because people are going to obliterate this painting now!" the artist continued.

When the other party heard this, his tone was obviously aggravated: "What do you mean? This painting is going to be obliterated? Violent heavenly creatures! It's violent heavenly creatures! How can anyone be like this, how..."

Click!

The artist hung up the phone. He saw that Xu Cong's movements were really numb and he didn't want to talk anymore.

The other two saw him put down the phone and came over and asked, "Someone called to ask about this painting?"

The painter nodded and said to them: "Give 3000 a square..."

"hiss!!!"

They immediately looked at Zhou Xiuyun and persuaded them again: "Sister! Someone offered your son 3000 yuan a square meter. This money is not profitable or not! So expensive! You can paint!"

"The one we painted for the village is only 300!"

"10 times the price!"

Zhou Xiuyun looked displeased when she heard this. It was her son's decision, how happy his son came, so she went back again.

"My man can still make money, and my son is still in high school, why should he go to paint for others? Don't worry about it, our family can still open the pot!"

"Let's go! Please leave! Don't give it away!" Zhou Xiuyun began to rush people.

So the three people reluctantly walked out of Xu Cong's house one step at a time. Before they walked out of the house, they also saw Xu Cong holding up his brush on the wall "Why!"

one time!

Two clicks!

The original Chinese painting with profound artistic conception was obliterated on the spot.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The hearts of the three of them were bleeding suddenly, and their walking posture seemed to be convulsive. It was so uncomfortable for them to see such a beautiful thing destroyed.

Heartache!

The once unforgettable broken love never cried so bitterly. One still bit his clothes and said desperately: "Hs! This is simply not a human thing!"

"Let's go! Not seeing your heart is pure!"

"Hey! Go talk to the village party secretary again!"

"If he insists, we will have to leave behind!"

"Walk around..."

The three people left Xu Cong’s house in grief. Zhou Xiuyun walked to ask Xu Cong, “Isn’t the paintings pretty? Why are they obliterated?

In front of outsiders, Zhou Xiuyun would definitely not say Xu Cong, but they all closed the door. People in her family would just talk or ask if they wanted to.

Xu Cong smiled and said, "Someone will come to measure the house in the afternoon, and designers will come over to design."

Zhou Xiuyun was stunned by what he said: "Wait! Wait! What did you just say? I heard you right! Son."

Xu Cong smiled faintly, and said to her again: "You heard me right! Mom!"

Zhou Xiuyun was dumbfounded, and subconsciously asked: "Did your dad call you?"

Xu Cong waved his hand and did not explain the reason, but said, "No, Mom! But don't worry, there is something missing about our house renovation."

Wow! ! !

Zhou Xiuyun took two steps backwards and almost couldn't stand firm. Zhou Xiuyun immediately called Xu Junshan.

-all over!

Twice!

Three times!

Finally someone answered and said hurriedly: "I'm in a hurry, what can I say later, hang up first..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xiuyun had said everything she wanted to say: "My son is going to renovate our home! We are looking for a designer!"

Her voice was fast, a bit of Gatling.

Xu Junshan was stunned at once, and the phone couldn't be hung up immediately.

"What are you talking about? I seem to have heard a refurbishment? You said it too fast! You say it again—slowly!"

Zhou Xiuyun took a deep breath and said again: "My son said, we need someone to renovate our house!"

I f*ck!

!!!

Xu Junshan came back immediately, no matter how busy he was, he came back hurriedly.

Looking at Xu Cong face to face, he asked blankly, "What the hell is going on?"

Xu Cong didn't say much, he showed them the phone, it was Gong Changqing's news, and there was a message from the other party on it.

The general idea is that someone has a branch in this city, and the designer of the company will go to the village in the afternoon to design and plan for Xu Cong's family!

This is the first step. Tomorrow, there will be a construction team who will be responsible for the renovation and construction of Xu Cong's home. The team will also be personally led by the boss of the regional branch. Who makes the boss of the head office love Xu Cong's painting!

After all, people who can become friends with Gong Changqing are naturally extraordinary!

Besides, people who can appreciate Xu Cong's landscape paintings must have a certain appreciation ability, not to mention, they must also judge the time and the situation!

Xu Cong waited for them to finish digesting, and said to them: "You probably also saw it. People are attracted to my paintings. I don't need money and want to make friends."

"Since I'm making a friend, I will give the painting as a meeting ceremony, and they will also have meaning."

"Said it is a preliminary plan, to change a three-story small villa."

When it came out of Xu Cong's mouth, it was very light, but Xu Junshan and Zhou Xiuyun stopped in their ears, and they both retreated softly. They both supported each other, making them a bit untenable posture.

"Son! This is not true, is it?"

"Yes! Son, your friend is too arrogant!"

"Is it really going to build a house for us? Really? The kind that doesn't cost us a share."

Xu Cong nodded, Xu Junshan and Zhou Xiuyun looked confused.

"hiss!!!"

They were very scared by the news today. Xu Cong took the two of them to the sofa in the living room. At this time, they still felt dreaming.

nervous!

Horrified! Overwhelmed!"

"Huhu..."

The two kept breathing deeply.

Xu Cong looked at the two of them, and said helplessly, "Uh...you don't believe that your son's paintings are so valuable."

"Um!!!"