Tong Mu was extremely shocked inside, but her face remained calm, with an expression of unwillingness to believe it.
Seeing that she didn't want to believe it, Painter Wu was a little anxious to prove himself, "I have other works made with thousand-year-old ink. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see them."
Tong Mu just wanted such an opportunity. The thousand-year-old ink sounded really weird. If there was an opportunity to observe it up close, it would be perfect.
She turned her head and glanced at Zhou Can, and then said to Painter Wu, "Then I'll trouble Painter Wu. To be honest, compared with your painting, your Chinese style painting seems to be at a higher level, and I like it better.
Your national style works."
As an artist, it is a particularly fulfilling thing to have one's work recognized by others. This principle still applies to Painter Wu. He looked proud and agreed with Tong Mu's appreciation of him.
When Manager Li heard this, he stood up and whispered to Painter Wu, "Painter Wu, your paintings are very precious. It may be risky to show people up close. If they are accidentally damaged, your hard work will be in vain."
It's done." After saying that, he glanced at Zhou Can, as if to say, this person seems to be a big spender, what if he damages the painting?
Anything that can be placed in the center of the exhibition hall is considered a treasure of the hall, so it is also valuable.
Zhou Can snorted and said contemptuously, "Are you afraid that I can't afford it? I have a lot of money. As long as I am satisfied, I can afford it no matter how much it costs! If I damage it, I will pay you double compensation!"
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Manager Li was a little embarrassed when he heard Zhou Can's words, and quickly explained to Zhou Can, "Mr. Zhou, that's not what I meant. It's just that Painter Wu worked really hard when painting these paintings, so I just wanted to give him a warning."
Zhou Can's face became even worse, "I'll lead the way if I ask you to. After I finish shopping, I have to go back to sleep! Your hotel was so noisy last night that I couldn't sleep, and complaining has no effect."
After some cursing, Manager Li and Painter Wu took Tong Mu and Zhou Can out of the room and walked deeper into the gallery.
Not long after they left, a man who looked exactly like Manager Li came to the room with Yu Jiao and Zhang Yang, opened the door, and there was also a Wu painter sitting inside.
As she walked deeper and deeper, Tong Mu felt a little cold, as if the chill was coming from her bones. She couldn't help but raise her hands to hug herself.
Zhou Can noticed her movements and took off his coat and put it on her body.
Tong Mu did not refuse and whispered thank you. After all, now is not the time to show off.
When passing a sketch, Tong Mu's nose moved, and a familiar rotten smell rushed into the tip of her nose. She turned her head and took note of the sketch.
After walking some distance, there is another invisible door. After opening, there is a small exhibition hall with softer lighting and paintings with strong Chinese style. It looks like a dream back to ancient times.
The screen from yesterday was placed in the center of this small exhibition hall, and Tong Mu walked straight over.
She stared at the screen carefully. The more she looked at it, the more strange the silk fabric on it became. When she stretched out her hand to touch it, Manager Li quickly said, "Miss Fu, it took Painter Wu two years to make this."
Please don’t touch the screen at will.”
Tong Mu quickly took back his hand, "I'm sorry."
She could only move closer, and there was a faint floral fragrance on the screen. Although it was very light, it was long-lasting and smelled very good.
However, the aftertaste is a bit fishy.
Tong Mu glanced at Zhou Can, and Zhou Can walked to Tong Mu and observed with her. However, the two of them watched for a long time, but they didn't see anything inappropriate.
"I wonder if you two are satisfied with my screen?" Painter Wu came forward and looked at the two of them with interest.
Tong Mu nodded thoughtfully, "Painter Wu, is this also what you call thousand-year-old ink on?"
Painter Wu nodded vigorously, "Yes, this is also a thousand-year-old ink."
After hearing this, Tong Mu looked at the white peony on the screen with some dissatisfaction, "There is only one peony on it, I think it is a bit too monotonous. Compared with peonies, I prefer the eye-catching red color of peonies, Painter Wu
Can I add two more? Peonies and peonies are similar, so adding them won’t be too abrupt."
As soon as he finished saying this, the expression on Painter Wu's face changed instantly. He stared at Tong Mu and said, "Miss Fu, this screen must be so simple and elegant. Peony and red are too tacky and not worthy of this elegance. You
With this attitude, I doubt whether you really like my paintings. If so, I would like to ask you to go out and walk slowly without seeing me off."
Tong Mu knew that these painters were somewhat arrogant and generally couldn't stand the opinions of others, so it was not difficult to understand why Painter Wu would be filled with anger when he heard what Tong Mu said.
Then, Painter Wu violently drove the two of them out of the small exhibition hall.
After Zhou Can and Tong Mu were kicked out, they stood in the corridor looking at each other and glanced at the way they came.
Tong Mu didn't say anything, but led Zhou Can towards the strange sketch just now.
"Mumu, is there something wrong with this?" Zhou Can looked at the sketch. He really had a headache about these things, and he didn't have any trouble at all.
Now, he would rather fight those ghosts like in the painting, which would be more enjoyable.
"Did you smell a fishy smell on the painting just now?" Tong Mu asked Zhou Can while looking for any mechanism on the wall.
Zhou Can shook his head, "Except for a faint floral fragrance, there is no other smell."
This answer made Tong Mu a little strange, but she felt that her nose could not go wrong. She was much more sensitive to fishy and rancid smells than the average person.
"What about now? Do you smell a rotten smell?" Tong Mu asked again.
Zhou Can sniffed, checked to see if it was there, and sniffed again, but still no smell.
Just when he was about to open his mouth to answer no, the footsteps of several people were heard in the distance. "Someone is coming."
Zhou Can grabbed Tong Mu's wrist and ran deeper. There happened to be a dark corner with two lush potted plants. Zhou Can pulled Tong Mu directly behind the potted plants and hid.
Zhang Yang and Yu Jiao, as well as Manager Li and Painter Wu, appeared together in the eyes of Tong Mu and Zhou Can.
Their eyes widened in disbelief. Aren't Manager Li and Painter Zhou in the small exhibition hall just now? When were they with Zhang Yang and the others?
The direction they were walking in was also the direction Tong Mu and others came from just now, and the painter Wu and Li who were with them had no past experience at all!