"How have you been these past few days? I heard that you are living a very fulfilling life now. From the moment you open your eyes, you have already had a full day of dinner, tea, and coffee, right?" Zheng Boju asked. "Teacher, you are joking. It is not as exaggerated as you said. I just made a few more friends and didn't do anything."
"Pa!"
Zheng Boju slapped the solid wood coffee table heavily and shouted angrily: "Since the competition, how long have you not painted or sketched?"
Of course Wang Mo knew what Zheng Boju meant and his good intentions, but he had a reason to do so.
Wang Mo was silent. He didn't speak for a while. Zheng Boju saw that he didn't speak, so he continued:
"Look at what you are like now. Just a gold medal has made you like this? If I knew you were like this back then, I wouldn't have accepted you no matter what, because what I want is an achievement.
A very high apprentice, not an apprentice who hangs out in the vanity fair."
Listening to Zheng Boju's words getting more and more outrageous, Wang Mo knew that he had to speak.
"Teacher, I haven't changed, and you haven't misjudged me. I have a reason why I have to do this!"
Seeing that Wang Mo was still arguing, Zheng Boju said angrily: "What's the reason? It's just for money!"
"Yes, you are right, it is just for money, but I am not doing it for myself, I am doing it for my girlfriend, the girl you have met."
Hearing Wang Mo's words, Zheng Boju was stunned for a while before he asked: "She? What's wrong with her?"
So Wang Mo told Zheng Boju about Xu Hongdou.
Wang Mo came to Hangzhou to ask Chen Nanxing for help. After a few days, it finally became clear. Xu Hongdou also told Chen Nanxing about what happened to her family.
Chen Nanxing was her best friend. Xu Hongdou had no need to hide these things from her. However, Xu Hongdou only told Chen Nanxing about her sister's accident. As for Bai's father coming to see her, she did not say anything.
When Wang Mo learned about this, the first scene that came to his mind was Father Bai meeting Xu Hongdou in private.
Although he couldn't guess what they talked about, there was a feeling that told him that there should be some relationship between the two.
After Zheng Boju heard this, he asked curiously: "It's just for her that you need a sum of money to help your girlfriend's family company tide over the difficulties?
But, do you know that your little money is just a drop in the bucket? Although I don’t know what your girlfriend’s family does or how big it is, but I guess your hundreds of thousands won’t be able to help much.”
Wang Mo smiled bitterly and said: "Teacher, of course I know, but the reason why I make friends with those gallery people is not to sell my paintings. My paintings are not up to that level yet. The paintings I want to sell belong to others." p>
Zheng Boju asked in surprise: "Oh, whose painting is it?"
"It belongs to Zhao Yong!" Wang Mo said.
"The Zhao Yong of the Yuan Dynasty? The Zhao Yong of Zhao Mengfu's second son?" Zheng Boju stood up in surprise.
Wang Mo nodded.
"Why do you have his paintings?"
"It's a long story, but in general, I actually picked it up before and it has always been treasured by me. Now I know that something happened to Hongdou's family. No matter how much I like it, I can only reluctantly part with it. After all, I only have it in my hand. It has the highest value." Wang Mo said with a bitter smile.
Zheng Boju sat down again and murmured: "I see, I thought you were addicted to fame and fortune, so I called you here to scold you."
"I asked the teacher to worry about it."
Zheng Boju waved his hand and said: "You don't need to sell that painting. Works by famous ancient painters like this are sold for less than one piece. They are either collected by museums or collected by big collectors. Can you What a rare opportunity to find a pair."
After saying that, he got up and went to the study to take out a scroll and said: "You can sell this. Although my calligraphy is not a work handed down from generation to generation, in recent years, because I have deliberately reduced the number of works published, my calligraphy is now out there. The price of the characters is pretty good, and it can handle emergencies."
Wang Mo stood up and declined: "Teacher, I can't have it, how can I sell your work? This is against the rules!"
Zheng Boju pretended to be angry and said: "What are the rules? There are so many rules. What I say is the rule. Why, what I say doesn't work anymore?"
Seeing the insistent Zheng Boju, Wang Mo really didn't know how to refuse. In his haste, he came up with a compromise.
"Teacher, just wait for me. I'll be back as soon as I go."
Half an hour later, Wang Mo came back panting, holding a box in his hand.
Wang Mo handed it to Zheng Boju with both hands and said: "Teacher, please accept this. If you don't accept it, I will not accept your kindness."
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Seeing Wang Mo's insistence, there was really no other way out. Zheng Boju could only accept it, but he still said: "You kid, I can write as many words as I want. It's just a matter of time, but this There is only one painting, why don’t you understand this!”
"I will keep it for you for the time being. This thing is still yours. Okay, let's not stand here anymore. Let's go in and look at this painting together. Zhao Yong's paintings are not often seen."
The two came to the study room, and Wang Mo helped Zheng Boju open the painting. After seeing the original work, Zheng Boju sighed: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a great master of the generation. He has received the true inheritance from his father. Everyone knows that Zhao Yong is best at characters and paintings." Saddle, but I didn’t expect his landscape paintings to be so exquisite.”
This is a flat landscape painting. Throughout his life, Zhao Yong was particularly good at figures, but that does not mean that he was inferior in landscapes, flowers and birds. It is just that his figures were slightly worse than his figures, but he was still much better than others.
His father, Zhao Mengfu, was an all-round talent with basically no shortcomings in painting. Although he created his own style in calligraphy, other fonts were also outstanding.
And the son he trained is just like him, capable of everything.
It is said that Zhao Mengfu wrote half of the Diamond Sutra, and the second half was continued by his second son Zhao Yong. However, people at the time could not tell that it was not written by one person. From this, we can see Zhao Yong's calligraphy achievements. .< /p>
Rolled it up again, the two came to the living room. Zheng Boju sat down and said: "My suggestion to you is that after the matter with your girlfriend is resolved, you can live in Hangzhou, cut off contact with the outside world, calm down, and be patient. You can live with loneliness.
I can make the decision to open Gome’s art museum to you free of charge. You can stay as long as you want. I have only one request for you, and that is to copy, learn the painting methods of the ancients, remove the dross and absorb the essence. Only by seeing more can you draw more. Only then can you make your own way.
What I am best at is calligraphy, but your calligraphy is not very good in my opinion now, so you have to practice calligraphy.
I have already chosen the place for you, the Forest of Steles in Xi'an, which place is most suitable for you now. When you can finish copying all the Forest of Steles there, your calligraphy will definitely be extraordinary."
In fact, this is what Wang Mo means in his heart, although he will take this opportunity to participate in more such competitions in the future.
But he participated in the competition more to see more outstanding painters than for anything else.
Just like Zheng Boju said, now is not the time for him to enjoy fame and fortune.
Wang Mo left, taking Zheng Boju's paintings with him.
After Wang Mo left, Xu Hongdou began to accompany her sister. Although she didn't understand the company's business, she could be her driver when her sister went out to attend dinner parties?
Xu Hongdou is already pretty, and she has worked in a five-star hotel before, so her smile is very approachable.
When the men in the shopping mall saw Xu Hongdou with such outstanding appearance, they all wanted to get close to her.
At first, Xu Hongmi wouldn't let her participate in such a dinner. Although there was no danger, after all, everyone was of the same status, but drinking with those old men made her feel sick. Even if she drank too much, she would feel uncomfortable too!
However, Xu Hongdou insisted on participating. Not to mention, since Xu Hongdou joined, she has actually negotiated several business deals, which has also alleviated the company's already stretched funds.
On this day, Xu Hongdou and her sister had just finished a dinner party and came out of the hotel after sending the guests away.
Xu Hongdou ran to the tree and vomited. She had a bad stomach before. After Wang Mo's treatment, she was almost healed. However, drinking and staying up late during this period made her stomach problem even worse.<
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Xu Hongmi came over to pat her on the back and said, "I told you a long time ago not to come to these dinners, but you just didn't listen.
The few business deals you have now can sustain you for a while, so you’d better take a good rest!”
Xu Hongdou waved his hand back and said: "No, I just drank too much and I will feel better if I vomit it out. Besides, how can your family's company let you bear the burden alone? I am also a member of the family and I should do my best."
part of the effort."
Xu Hongmi knows what kind of character her sister is. As long as she decides something, even ten cows can't bring her back.
Xu Hongmi stopped persuading her. At this moment, Xu Hongdou's cell phone suddenly rang, which was a message notification sound.
After Xu Hongdou finished vomiting, she rinsed her mouth and wiped her mouth, then took out her phone to see who sent the message.
It was a MMS message sent to her by a stranger. It was a photo. The person in the photo was Wang Mo, whom she thought about day and night.
In the photo, Wang Mo opens the door of the hotel. Standing outside the door is a person Xu Hongdou is very familiar with. It is Bai Shuhua who has always had a crush on Wang Mo. At this time, the two of them are leaning against each other in an ambiguous posture.
I don’t know what I’m talking about.
Xu Hongdou's face changed when she saw this photo. She was a little dizzy at first and is no longer dizzy now.
Xu Hongmi was stunned when she saw her looking at her phone, and asked curiously: "What are you looking at?"
As he spoke, he put his head over to take a look, but Xu Hongdou immediately locked the screen and said, "It's nothing, it's just a spam message. I was thinking about other things just now?"
Xu Hongmi joked: "Don't you miss your lover? Anyway, I have been busy recently. You might as well go to him to relax and relax."