"Gu, can you draw me an oil painting on the spot? The theme can be the same as the one on the floor tiles."
Milo thought for a moment. In addition to the chairman of the Yuncheng Painting Association, there were also the special commissioner of the Chinese Painting Association and the deputy director of the Liaison Department of the International Painting Association, as well as his right-hand man who had been with him for many years.
The decision just now was too sudden. There are too many people now eyeing the position of his closed disciples, and the forces of major families in the world are ready to make moves.
But because they haven't made a final decision yet, they still stand still and check and balance each other.
Today's International Painting Association is no longer simply a gathering of the world's top or talented painters.
If it weren't for the persistence of myself and those old guys, I'm afraid those talented young painters would have been nipped in the bud as soon as they emerged.
Once the top chaebols in various countries unscrupulously try to suppress real works of art through methods such as creating gods, and allow the works of puppet painters to be sold for dozens or even hundreds of times the normal price of the industry through hype, then the entire calligraphy and painting industry will be in chaos. , the inheritance of calligraphy and painting civilization will be ruined here.
They old guys can't just watch this happen.
And the girl she likes in front of her has no family background. Even if she is as tough as the weeds she drew, if she gets into the eyes of those people, can she really protect her?
Milo shook his head helplessly and closed his eyes in pain, unable to protect himself.
Gu Yian looked at Milo's increasingly bitter smile. He didn't know what the other person was thinking, and he couldn't empathize with him.
Just facing the order delivered to my door, I smiled a little more sincerely: "No problem, the customer is God. Chenghui is 5,000. Since you are the first customer, the free peace amulet consists of a 2,000 basic version. , upgraded to two."
Milo happily asked the assistant to pay the money, and was about to ask the assistant to put away the two strange triangular talismans when he heard Gu Yian's voice.
"I suggest you wear it close to your body and don't take it off except when taking a shower."
Milo looked over in surprise, and what he encountered was a pair of eyes like a deep pool looking at him intently.
This slightly weird feeling only lasted for a moment. Gu Yian regained his indifferent expression and shrugged, "Of course, I'm just suggesting."
Milo paused after hearing this. After all, he was his favorite disciple. Just when he was regretting that he could not fulfill his wish to accept a disciple, the other party's suggestions also had filters, so he stuffed one of them into his pocket without hesitation. Wearing a photo necklace.
Milo's assistant casually stuffed the other one into his pocket, and was secretly shocked at the great influence this little girl had on Master Milo. He really didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing for them.
Gu Yian took in the actions of Milo and his assistants. His rare kindness was also due to this sincere little old man. As for others, he should still respect the fate of others and put aside his desire to help others.
Ignoring these distracting thoughts, Gu Yian prepared the easel and other tools and began to concentrate on painting.
On the side, Doudou was fighting with a piece of sauced pork ribs, and the millet teeth left some cute marks on the meat.
She was not interested in adults' affairs, but occasionally cast her eyes on Sister Xiao An, who was painting seriously, and secretly sighed like a little adult: Sure enough, Lu Ren, who works hard for her career, is the most beautiful.
Milo's assistant smelled the aroma on the child's table, swallowed, and looked at the chicken nuggets and eggplant skewers that were stuffed into his hands. He couldn't help but take a few bites, which still had residual warmth. They were more delicious than expected.
It took two or three hours to paint. Everyone had not eaten at noon, and they must have been very hungry. However, due to Milo's status, no one was willing to speak, as if whoever spoke first would leave a persistent person in Milo. The impression of appetite and lack of respect for art.
The assistant had been following Milo for many years and knew that although Milo was very passionate about painting, he would not stick to these small things, so he took the initiative to ask Milo. After receiving a positive reply, he followed the principle of being near and went directly from One person ordered soup noodles and snacks from Li Su'e's stall.
The rest of the entourage didn't care whether it was the food in the hotel or not. They were satisfied as long as they could fill their stomachs, so they thanked Milo's assistant one after another.
Assistant Milo: The threshold for becoming an all-round assistant is also very high.
The others ignored their demeanor and swept away the soup noodles and snacks in a whirlwind manner. Having something in their stomachs suppressed their panic.
The noodle soup in front of Milo hadn't moved much. The little old man seemed to have a nail under his butt. After taking a sip of soup, he couldn't help but poke his head towards the place where Gu Yian was painting. He was afraid that he would disturb the other person if he went there rashly. Suddenly Some were on pins and needles, and finally stood up and wandered around Gu Yian.
The assistant, who was accustomed to his boss acting strangely when he met talented people, took the last bite of sour beans. Just when he was sighing at the magical taste, he noticed that Milo's chubby figure was now standing flexibly on the side he had just put down. The painting brush is next to Gu Yian.
I couldn't help but widen my eyes. I didn't know whether to admire Milo's extraordinary sensitivity or the speed of Gu Yi'an's painting. It must have been half an hour since he picked up the pen.
Others also walked over, and Milo could still hear some of them whispering.
"It's completed so quickly? Isn't it just a fool's errand?" the chairman of the Yuncheng Painting Association said worriedly.
After all, in his eyes, Gu Yian is just a young girl, and he is really afraid that someone will be embarrassed in front of the International Painting Association in Yuncheng.
If this leaves a bad impression, China will have fewer and fewer places to participate in competitions organized by the International Painting Association in the future, and then their Yuncheng Painting Association and him, the head of the Yuncheng Painting Association, will not be happy either.
"Hey, today's young people really don't know how high the sky is. She probably doesn't know what kind of people she is doing in front of her."
A middle-aged Mediterranean bald man replied following the other person's words, the disdain in his tone easily revealed, as if he was quite dissatisfied that a little-known girl like Gu Yian could get the attention of the big guys.
The assistant glanced at the bald Mediterranean man and pulled out the other person's information. Well, this person was actually not a painter, but the person in charge of the administrative affairs of the Painting Association.
The special commissioner of the Chinese Painting Association who was walking in front seemed to have heard what the other party said. He frowned and sighed in his heart: Don't bully young people into poverty!
He followed in three steps and two steps at a time and came to Milo's side. Milo's body almost blocked two-thirds of the painting. The commissioner could only see green vines and a few withered yellow leaves in one corner of the painting.
Out of curiosity about the painting, he pushed the person blocking him aside. He seemed to have forgotten that the old man blocking him was not an ordinary old man, but the chairman of the International Painting Association.
What you see is a large blank space and a gray sky blurred by the brush. In the middle is a towering giant tree, with vines wrapped around the trunk. Looking from a distance, it seems to have turned into a big tumor that cannot be cut off.
The branches and leaves of the vines are green, constantly absorbing nutrients from the big tree. The big tree seems to be withered. The originally dense and green branches and leaves gradually turn yellow, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, yellow fallen leaves, and green fallen leaves. , completely dry fallen leaves, densely packed layer by layer.
But in an inconspicuous place, there is a ray of sunlight that penetrates through the gaps in the dark clouds, penetrates the layers of leaves, and shines on the roots of the trees.
Both the use of light and shadow and the transition of colors are bold and strong, not to mention the expression of the entire concept.
The commissioner is different from the bald Mediterranean man. He has graduated from a major and has studied abroad for further studies. His appreciation and painting skills are impeccable. Just because I lack some aura and talent for painting, I have been unable to make any progress.
In the end, I had to turn my career direction to the liaison direction of the Painting Association, but I kept working hard and never gave up painting in private.
Seeing Gu Yian's work completed in 30 minutes, he was amazed at Gu Yian's talent and couldn't help but get excited. If he could be cultivated properly, maybe there would be a second figure like Mr. Bai in China.
Thinking of the retirement of the genius who once shocked the world and was a flash in the pan in the world of calligraphy and painting, the commissioner's originally high mood suddenly dropped.
Milo, who had not spoken for a long time, seemed to see the struggling International Painting Association through this painting.
Those malicious plutocrats are like dodder-like vines, squeezing the value of the International Painting Association without restraint. If we don't be more vigilant, sooner or later the International Painting Association and even the inheritance and existence of calligraphy and painting will end up. To the point of collapse.
Milo couldn't help but feel that this painting was a warning and a reminder.
He couldn't help but glance at the little girl standing aside calmly, and immediately denied his sudden idea. How is this possible? No one except the core old guys knows about the dilemma faced by the Painting Association, let alone this girl who is thousands of miles away.
"Miluo, the painting is almost done. Do you want me to pack it for you?" Gu Yian just wanted to send this group of people away. She wasn't full yet.
Milo took a deep look at Gu Yian and said only: "You are very good. I hope we have the opportunity to meet again in the future."
Gu Yian smiled and nodded gently.
The commissioner on the side seemed to want to say something and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't speak. However, the words Gu Yian left a deep impression on him.
Only the bald Mediterranean man on the side couldn't help but whisper, "I'm just saying how could Master Milo give up those carefully cultivated young talented painters and instead choose such an unworthy little girl to be his disciple? She can draw trees and grass." , isn’t this just a kindergarten level?”
Everyone who heard what he said pursed their lips and snickered. The bald Mediterranean man seemed to have received a response and support, and became more and more proud. Gu Yian rolled his eyes disdainfully as he passed by.
Gu Yian: ...where did this idiot come from? Who could hire him?
The chairman of the Yuncheng Painting Association frowned in disgust when he saw the bald Mediterranean man's behavior. At the same time, he decided to go back and find out who put such an ignorant and powerful person into the Painting Association and turned it into a department. The person in charge is simply a disgrace to the entire Painting Association.
Upon seeing this, the chairman's secretary whispered in his ear: "This is an instruction given by the vice chairman himself. It is said that he is his wife's brother..."
What the secretary didn't say was that the vice chairman was not the only one who had a crush on his wife and brother-in-law. The ability of these two people to work in the business was truly astonishing.
The chairman seemed to understand what the secretary was saying, and his eyes darkened a little.
