Chapter 1784 Fu Yingyings painting; going crazy with energy
Seeing this, the other three people immediately followed Gu Zhiqi.
"Master Gu, what's the problem in the studio?" Meng Yunhe quickened his pace and approached Gu Zhiqi and asked.
He and Gu Xiyue also visited this studio and found nothing wrong with it.
Gu Zhiqi shook his head, "It's not clear yet, I have to go in and take a look first."
While talking, he had already entered the wooden house.
The wooden house has a total of two floors. The first floor contains drawing boards, paints and other tools needed for painting. There is a large floor-to-ceiling window on the other side of the wooden house. Because it is already night, as soon as the lights are turned on in the studio, the figures of several people appear in it.
on the floor-to-ceiling windows.
After scanning the studio, Gu Zhiqi finally landed on the pen holder on the table.
He stared at the pen holder for several seconds before asking Fu Xiyan, "Who uses it more in this studio on weekdays?"
"My sister..." The word "sister" was not completely finished. Fu Xiyan changed his words and said, "Fu Yingying."
Gu Zhiqi's eyes flashed slightly when he heard the familiar name.
Fu Yingying?
Gu Zhiqi lowered his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought, while Fu Xiyan and the other three did not speak.
After a long time, Gu Zhiqi raised his eyes, looked at Fu Xiyan and asked again, "Are there any paintings of hers? I want to see them."
Fu Xiyan nodded, then pointed to the stairs, "The finished paintings are usually placed on the second floor."
So, a few people went up to the second floor.
There is also a large glass window on the second floor, the curtains are drawn, and there are many paintings piled up against the wall.
Some are also framed and hung on the wall.
Gu Zhiqi scanned around the studio and finally came to an oil painting.
The healing painting style is a spring landscape painting. The picture is bright and clean. At first glance, it makes people's eyes brighten. When standing in front of the painting, there is a strong sense of vitality.
The corner of Gu Zhiqi's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes were filled with amusement, and he moved his gaze downwards. Finally, he saw a signature in the lower right corner of the painting, which was a combination of the letters "Fying".
Meng Yunhe was standing next to Gu Zhiqi at this time, staring at the oil painting in front of him for a few seconds, and finally said, "Although I don't know how to paint, I have to say that Fu Yingying is really good at painting."
"Just looking at it, I feel like this painting is full of life."
Fu Xiyan glanced at the painting, and then said calmly, "It's average."
Compared with ordinary people, Fu Yingying's painting is indeed good, but compared with the Jin family, Fu Yingying is still far behind.
Gu Xiyue was looking at other paintings. When she heard the conversation between Meng Yunhe and Fu Xiyan, she also walked to the landscape painting.
However, after staring at the painting for a while, his face began to look ugly, his brows were furrowed tightly, and a hint of irritability gradually appeared between his brows, and the energy in his body began to dissipate.
Fu Xiyan immediately noticed something was wrong with her and reached out to support Gu Xiyue, "What's wrong?"
When Gu Zhiqi heard this, he glanced sideways and saw that Gu Xiyue had the tendency to run away with energy.
Gu Zhiqi immediately said, "Take her downstairs first."
Fu Xiyan subconsciously trusted Gu Zhiqi, and without thinking, he picked up Gu Xiyue and quickly went downstairs.
Meng Yunhe looked confused. As he followed him downstairs, he asked, "Why did my junior uncle suddenly become so angry that he ran away?"
However, no one answered Meng Yunhe's question.
Several people hurriedly went downstairs. As soon as they reached the corner of the stairs, a loud noise came from downstairs.
Immediately afterwards, a loud noise was accompanied by a very violent roar.
Hearing this sound, several people subconsciously paused.
Fu Xiyan raised his eyebrows and his heart skipped a beat as he quickened his pace and went downstairs, "It's the second son who went crazy with energy."
