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Chapter 157 Sister She Is Sick 27

Within two days, Fu Youan received the gold trophy from the Global Art Competition that Ning Qing personally brought home.

"I thought you would be willing to appear on the podium."

Ning Qing sighed with regret, "In recent years, our country has not had two winners. It's not easy for you to win a gold medal, but you don't want to show up."

Fu Youan shook his head slightly and handed him a ticket, "I will hold an exhibition in a few days."

Although Dr. Tang said his condition has improved a lot, he still doesn't want to go to crowded places.

"That's good~"

Ning Qing took the ticket and said, "I will definitely go see it then. By the way, can you give me a few more tickets? I plan to invite a few friends to join me."

Of course Fu Youan had no objection and gave him a stack of tickets, including more than ten or twenty tickets.

Ning Qing chatted with him for a while and had a meal at Fu's house before leaving.

He knew many people in the painting world, but the tickets Fu Youan gave him were not enough. He later asked Fu Youan for a dozen more tickets.

Shen Jiao also helped distribute a lot of tickets.

So when the day came for the art exhibition, there were so many people in Fanghua Gallery that Fu Youan couldn't believe it.

At first glance, it's like a huge crowd of people. If you look closely, you can see that many of them are top figures in the painting industry.

Fu Youan nervously held Shen Jiao's hand, "Will they like it?"

This is his first painting exhibition.

He was worried that the paintings he carefully selected and displayed would be criticized or even disliked by viewers.

"Of course, no one will dislike your paintings."

Shen Jiao raised his hand and gently kissed the back of his hand, "Your hand is the most beautiful gift God has given to the painting world."

Fu Youan's ears turned red and he reminded her in a low voice, "You are exaggerating."

"I'm telling the truth."

Shen Jiao led Fu Youan through the crowd, walked to Ou Xian, and greeted Ou Xian with a smile, "Grandpa Ou, are Youan's paintings better than father's?"

Fu Youan pulled Shen Jiao away embarrassedly and shook his head at Ou Xian, "Grandpa Ou, she is talking nonsense."

A trace of surprise flashed in Ou Xian's eyes, and then there were a few more wrinkles on his face when he smiled.

"You'an is a better person than an old man. He's better than an old man like me. He even won an award. It's a great joy. I'll give you a red envelope later."

"No need, it's nothing."

Fu Youan didn't think he was very powerful, he just felt that Ou Xian and the others were looking at him through filters.

But in fact, what made Ou Xian happy was not that he won the award, nor how good his painting was, but that Fu Youan was willing to speak in front of so many people, and even said so many words.

Ou Xian feels that Fu Youan’s autism will definitely be cured!

He looked at Fu Youan with joy, and smiled particularly kindly at Shen Jiao, because he felt that if Fu Youan was good, Shen Jiao must have put in a lot of effort.

At this time, Sun Miao raised her mobile phone to broadcast live.

"Did you see that Mr. Zhu Chuzhu, the president of the National Art Association, can sell a painting for seven or eight figures?"

Sun Miao pointed in the air, and then quickly retracted her hand, "The pretty lady in the white dress next to him, yes, it's the big v. Xu Weiwei, who can paint beautiful scenery..."

"These big guys are all here to see my Brother Fu's works. Do you know about the global art competition not long ago? The winner, my Brother Fu..."

He introduced it triumphantly, and those who didn’t know thought he was the champion!

The Sun family itself is involved in the entertainment industry, and as Sun Miao is the crown prince of the Sun family, this account is naturally watched and followed by many people.

Soon, the Youth Art Exhibition was on the hot search rankings.

[Oh my god, I actually saw my professor in a live broadcast room! 】

[The quality of this art exhibition is too high~]

【Oh my God, what a stunning figure Fu Youan is!】

[This painting is called lifelike. No wonder my teacher looks down on my work.]

[Talented, handsome and rich, does Fu Youan need a girlfriend? 】

For a while, Sun Miao's live broadcast room was constantly bombarded with bullet screens. When Sun Miao was appreciating the paintings, he would also choose a few questions to answer from the bullet screens, and even interview those big shots who were willing to show up.

The big guys almost unanimously praised Fu Youan's paintings and found no faults with them.

"Look, they all like it."

Shen Jiao pulled Fu Youan to watch the live broadcast in the office, "Do you want to participate in the auction later?"

Participate in...?

Fu Youan looked at Shen Jiao hesitantly.

"There is a separate private room on the second floor. You can watch it in the private room when the time comes. Half of the money from the auction will be kept for you, and half of it will be used for charity, okay?"

Shen Jiao said again.

Fu Youan nodded slightly, "Psychological treatment."

"Okay, then I'll find a psychological therapy charity and invest the money in it."

Shen Jiao said and looked at Fu You'an again. After thinking about it for a while, she gave up the idea of ​​creating a charity organization and letting Fu You'an run it.

She raised her hand and gently played with Fu Youan's slightly long hair, "Youan, they are all asking you if you have a girlfriend~"

"I have."

Fu Youan stared at the barrage with a smile in his eyes, "These people who post the barrage are so reserved."

Why do you want to give him a monkey and call him husband~

It’s really unnecessary!

Shen Jiao chuckled softly, "I will open an account for you. You can chat with them when you have nothing to do in the future."

Doctor Tang said that Fu Youan now needs to have more contact with people.

In reality, he would definitely not be willing to contact strangers, but that is not necessarily the case online.

Shen Jiao still remembers that Fu Youan and Zhao An met because they threw paper airplanes online!

It’s a big departure!

"okay."

Fu Youan was still a little hesitant.

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

Shen Jiao said softly.

She lowered her head and compiled a program to install on Fu Youan's phone. If someone scolded Fu Youan in the future, the program would automatically block it.

In this way, when Fu Youan goes online, he will only see people blowing rainbow farts. Once he is in a good mood, he will definitely be willing to communicate with more people.

Shen Jiao asked Sun Miao to promote Fu Youan's account. Soon, Fu Youan's newly registered account attracted many people's attention.

"Two hundred, three hundred...a thousand people..."

At Shen Jiao's urging, Fu Youan casually posted a photo and the words "hello", and then kept an eye on the number of his fans from time to time.

Shen Jiao looked at him with her cheeks raised, smiled and gave Sun Miao a sum of money, "Thank you for your hard work today."

Sun Miao looked at the six zeros that had just arrived, and not only clicked her tongue, "Sister Shen, no need, I should help Brother Fu~"

Besides, this is too generous.

He started a live broadcast, followed an account, and Sister Shen sent him one million. This kind of money is not easy to make!

"Take your pocket money and use it."

Shen Jiao replied lightly.

Zero, pocket money...

For a moment, Sun Miao felt that he was not worthy of being a rich second generation. Now that he was looking for his father, his father might not be willing to give him money so generously.

"Okay Sister Shen, if you ever come to me for something like this again, I will definitely handle it for you."

Sun Miao asked enthusiastically, "Brother Fu, are you free recently? I'll take Brother Fu out to make friends."


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