Anyone in the live broadcast room who saw Chu Qian becoming interested in that painting that could not be called a painting could not help but complain.
"What is Chu Qian doing? What else can I say about this painting? I can draw better than him with my feet!"
"I think this boss is hopeless. Chu Qian should not give him confidence and let him take over honestly!"
"I think this boss may not really love painting, but just plain lazy..."
"What you said above makes sense. Let him go to the factory to make screws. After suffering, he may know the dangers of society!"
"Chu Qian better not give him a chance, or he will get swollen later..."
"Anyway, I read it over and over a dozen times, but I didn't understand what it was about!"
"..."
Soon the old lady brought over a mirror.
She didn't understand what Chu Qian was going to do, but she still handed the mirror to Chu Qian.
"No... girl, give it to you!"
Chu Qian took the mirror and grabbed the painting.
Then I used a mirror to adjust the angle and aimed at the painting.
Soon another scene appeared in the mirror.
Everyone present was stunned.
I saw a beautiful Mona Lisa appearing in the mirror.
Everyone looked at the original painting and then looked at the mirror.
You can’t tell what the Mona Lisa looks like from the original painting.
This...
What kind of magical operation is it?
Xiaoru immediately exclaimed.
"Holy crap, what the hell is this..."
"Chu Qian, how did you find out!"
This angle is too tricky.
As long as the light is slightly biased, the painting will not be visible at all.
It's like an ultra-precise combination lock that cannot be opened without a key.
How did Chu Qian crack the key?
The boss was quickly attracted by the movement here.
"Hey, you actually found out..."
The boss showed a surprised expression.
Chu Qian hesitated for a moment, pointed at the painting and asked.
"Boss, you are obviously very skilled, why do you hide your clumsiness..."
Everyone looked at the boss.
Even the old lady does.
The reason why she doesn't let her boss paint is because his paintings are nonsense.
But now it seems that the boss can not only draw, but he is also very good at it.
Then there is absolutely no reason for her to stop her boss from pursuing his dream.
The boss hesitated and explained.
"I just don't want others to discover my talent!"
Chu Qian became even more confused.
"Don't you want grandma to know your talent?!"
The boss's eyes suddenly turned red and he choked and said.
"Actually, I received the admission notice from the Central Academy of Fine Arts several years ago, but I never went..."
"Because, I want to spend some time with my mother!"
"Actually, I've seen her condition diagnosed a long time ago!"
Speaking of this, the old woman’s eyes turned red.
There are many things that I figured out instantly.
No wonder the boss doesn’t care about making noodles.
No wonder the boss has been able to draw for so many years even though his drawing looks like a piece of shit?
It turns out that the boss is truly talented.
The reason why he did this was entirely because he didn't want to burden the old lady.
The old woman burst into tears and hugged the boss.
"Son, you have worked really hard for so many years..."
"I shouldn't have said that to you before!"
"If you really want to be nice to me, you shouldn't stay with me here, but go to that school to prove yourself!"
The boss's tears also flowed down his cheeks.
"Mom, I won't go, I want to accompany you..."
"Whether it's me or you scold me, I will definitely accompany you in the last period of time!"
"It's okay if I don't learn to paint anymore, as long as you let me stay here!"
"I'll learn to make noodles with you..."
The old lady didn't know what to say, so the two of them hugged each other and burst into tears.
The old man who had been standing by silently packing his things secretly wiped away his tears.
In the end, the three members of the family hugged each other and started crying.
Chu Qian and the others looked a little uncomfortable, as if their chests were blocked by a big stone.
At this moment, she seemed to understand, what is the purpose of studying medicine?
Xiaoru was also filled with emotion.
They all wanted to help the old lady, but there was nothing they could do.
There are many things that medical skills cannot change.
The fans in the live broadcast room were also very moved.
"Wow, wow, this is so touching. It seems that we have all wrongly blamed the boss. The boss is the real filial son..."
"It turns out that what really makes the boss give up is not life, but family love. We are so superficial!"
"Oh, this is the most disgusting scene. I can't stop crying!"
"In order to reduce the psychological burden on the old woman, the boss pretended to be a loser and was treated as a waste..."
"Oh, my boss worked so hard to stay here. I'm so impressed!"
"..."
Chu Qian observed a few more paintings.
Basically, they all have the same purpose, and each painting requires a special method to unlock.
For example, the grimace I made before, when you look at it from the other side, you really look like an old lady.
In the picture, the old lady is scolding him, but there is clearly a hint of smile in her charm.
The picture is very vivid and lifelike.
Especially the eyes of the old lady, which vividly express the love that hates iron but cannot be made into steel.
Even Chu Qian had to say that the boss is definitely a genius.
She took photos of these paintings.
Passed to the museum curator Bai.
I believe he definitely needs such talents.
The boss quickly returned to the picture of a loving mother and a filial son.
They finally eliminated the estrangement, and the family happily cooked noodles.
Knowing that Chu Qian was leaving, the old lady held his hand and thanked her sincerely.
"Girl, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I'd probably leave with regrets in my life!"
The boss is also full of gratitude.
"Chu Qian, thank you for clearing up our misunderstanding..."
"If it weren't for you, I might not be able to say anything in my life!"
Chu Qian waved her hand.
"I didn't do anything. It's true that you painted well, and we were all moved by you!"
"Don't worry about painting. I have helped you contact industry leaders. If you have a chance, you should be able to gain a foothold in this industry. I believe you..."
The old man who had been silent also came over to thank Chu Qian.
"Thank you, thank you girl..."
"I have no culture, thank you!"
The old man held it in for a long time and could only say two or two words of thank you.
But you can see his sincerity from his eyes.
We exchanged a few pleasantries.
Chu Qian left.
Although I haven’t finished shopping at Huimin Street, my trip has been complete.
Chu Qian soon received a call from Lao Bai.
"Oh Chu Qian, this is a talent, you must help me keep it!"
"What we lack most in archeology is this kind of genius who is good at solving puzzles!"
"He wants to learn painting, right? It doesn't matter, the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts and I are friends!"