After making an appointment at a time and place, Gu Junlin hurried towards the cultural center with his samples.
Unexpectedly, at the entrance of the cultural center, because I was walking too fast, I almost bumped into a girl.
"You are blind, you can't see clearly when you walk." The girl opened her mouth and cursed.
Gu Junlin looked up and saw a young girl in her twenties standing in front of her. She was dressed fashionably and held a large drawing board between her legs. She seemed to be an art student or something.
"sorry."
Gu Junlin immediately apologized.
He was in a hurry to finalize the matter and had to go back to cook for Zhong Huixue, so he had no time to wrangle with this girl here.
With that said, Gu Junlin was about to leave, but the girl stopped him and said reluctantly:
"Just stop and say sorry? You broke my painting. What do you think I should do? Today is my final exam. It took me a month to complete the painting. I planned to participate in the exam competition. Now everything is blocked.
You're ruined."
"Tell me, what should we do now?"
The girl's eyes turned red as she spoke, looking like she was about to cry at any moment.
Gu Junlin panicked and looked down.
It's really like this. The girl's drawing board was damaged by herself, and there was an oil painting wrapped in the kraft paper.
And I don’t know what happened to the oil painting. I made a hole in it. I destroyed a good painting by myself. I will definitely not be able to take the exam.
Gu Junlin quickly took a look at the girl and saw that the girl was carrying a big bag on her back, which contained some rice paper, writing brushes and other things.
With a thought in his heart, Gu Junlin immediately said: "Girl, don't cry yet. It's my fault that I broke your painting. I'll draw you one now to compensate you. You should be able to use it to prepare for the exam."
"You can draw? Just draw here?"
The little girl looked at the empty square outside the cultural center and showed a very surprised expression.
"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Gu Junlin urged.
"Oh." The little girl was dubious and put the bag behind her on the ground and said, "There are drawing tools in it. You can choose it yourself. Let me tell you, if I am not satisfied with what you draw, I will not let it go.
Pass you."
After saying that, the little girl glared at Gu Junlin again.
Gu Junlin ignored her, found a clean and flat place, spread the rice paper on the ground, picked up the brush and prepared to paint.
Their quarrel has attracted many onlookers.
These people formed a circle and commented on Gu Junlin.
"Who is this person? Why haven't I seen him in the cultural center before?"
"You actually dare to paint in front of the cultural center. Isn't this a show of swordsmanship in front of Guan Gong's gate? I heard that Professor Zhu Wenshan is also coming today. He is the most famous landscape painting master in Jiangcheng. This guy can't be Professor Zhu's apprentice."
"Stop talking, let's see what this kid plans to draw first."
At this moment, a young man suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, walked quickly to the little girl, and asked:
"Wenwen, don't you have to take an exam today? Why are you still here? You may have delayed the exhibition time."
This man is none other than Zhong Fabai from the Zhong family, and the little girl standing in front of him is Zhong Fabai's new girlfriend named Dai Wenyue.
"That man broke my painting and said he wanted to paint one to compensate me." Dai Wenyue quickly pointed at Gu Junlin.
Gu Junlin turned his back to Zhong Fabai. Zhong Fabai didn't recognize him for a moment. Zhong Fabai walked directly behind Gu Junlin and patted Gu Junlin's shoulder hard:
"Boy, was it you who broke my girlfriend's painting just now? Stop painting and let's have a chat."
"Gu Junlin, why is it you?"
When Gu Junlin turned his head, Zhong Fabai saw Gu Junlin's face clearly, and suddenly he screamed:
"Why are you pretending to draw here? You know how to draw? You can draw a feather duster."
Upon hearing that Zhong Fabai knew the man who was painting, the people around him immediately became energetic and asked who the man who was painting was.
Seeing that others were surrounding him, Zhong Fabai perked up and pointed directly at Gu Junlin and introduced loudly:
"Let me introduce you formally. The man in front of you is Gu Junlin. He is the son-in-law of my Zhong family."
"He only comes to Zhong's house to get free meals. Don't believe him. This kid can't draw at all."
Hahaha!
There was a burst of laughter all around.
I originally thought that this person was Professor Zhu Wenshan's apprentice, but I didn't expect that he was just a visiting son-in-law.
How can a visiting son-in-law know how to draw? It's definitely not possible.
Dai Wenyue curled her lips disdainfully and shouted to Gu Junlin: "Stop drawing and return my paper and pen to me quickly to avoid wasting things."
Gu Junlin ignored it, quickly grabbed a brush and drew some lines on the white paper, tapped it twice with the tip of the pen, threw the pen aside, turned to Dai Wenyue and shouted:
"Girl, when you've finished the painting, you can take it to your instructor for submission."
Do you really have the courage to draw?
Seeing that Gu Junlin insisted on painting, Zhong Fabai felt extremely unhappy. He stretched his head to take a look, and immediately covered his stomach and laughed:
"Everyone, come and have a look. Let's see what Gu Junlin painted. Can this thing be called a painting?"
The onlookers were also curious, so they ran over to take a look and shook their heads.
There are four little chickens eating rice on a large piece of white paper. Next to it is a lotus pond, with a small dragonfly perched on the lotus. Overall, the painting is rough and not worth mentioning.
At this level of painting, even kindergarten children can do it.
"Gu Junlin, I told you that you could draw a feather duster, but you still didn't believe me. Look, the thing you drew is not even as good as a feather duster."
Seeing this scene, Zhong Fabai was very happy and anxious, and waved his arms in a pretentious manner:
"Forget it, since we are relatives, I won't argue with you about destroying my girlfriend's painting. Just go ahead and do whatever you need to do."
Ignoring Zhong Bai, Gu Junlin quickly glanced at Dai Yuewen: "You really don't want this painting?"
"No!" Dai Yuewen turned his face away angrily.
"Okay." Gu Junlin ignored the painting, turned around and walked towards the cultural center.
He originally came to see Xu Lin for business, but he had already wasted too much time here.
Naturally, those who were watching the excitement dispersed in a hurry.
After everyone dispersed, a car slowly parked next to the painting left by Gu Junlin.
Two gray-haired old men jumped out of the car. Both of them were famous painting masters in Jiangcheng.
One is named Zhu Wenshan, who is good at landscapes, and the other is named Xia Qingyu, who is good at portraits.
The two of them looked at the painting left by Gu Junlin for a while, then turned to ask Xia Qingyu:
"Brother Qingyu, what do you think of this painting?"
"It's hard to say." Xia Qingyu frowned tightly: "I can't tell the difference. If I want to evaluate whether it's good or bad, I'm afraid our master will have to come forward to make a judgment."