In the evening, Qiu Yuan slowly returned to the dormitory from the library.
As soon as Qiu Yuan opened the door of the dormitory, he heard Wang Xing shouting in the dormitory.
"Our great talent in Room 507 is back! Toko, why are you leaving in such a hurry during the day... The principal even wants to announce that he will give you a scholarship!"
"If I don't leave, I will be eaten alive."
Qiu Yuan walked back to his seat and sat down and said.
"Eat it alive? Forget it... Yuanzi, I asked someone about your "Starry Sky" painting, took some photos and posted some related posts on the forum, and discussed it with those brothers for a while."
Wang Xing said, dragging a chair to Qiu Yuan's side. Although he is a fat nerd, he often spends time in major online forums. He basically knows a little bit about everything. If he doesn't understand, the forum brother can give him some advice.
Some eyebrows.
So when Wang Xing listened to Chen Yubo and the principal praising "Starry Sky", he kept an eye out and came back to ask the forum guy how much "Starry Sky" was worth.
"Those guys on the forum said that if your painting "Starry Night" is really approved to enter the Beicheng Art Museum, it can be sold at some auctions for a minimum of one million, and if you hype it, it can be tens of millions. If you
No matter how famous you are, it won’t be a problem if someone spends one to two hundred million to buy it." Wang Xing said seriously, "You just donated it to Beicheng Art Museum for free?"
"I can't sell it for such a high price." Qiu Yuan is still a little self-aware on this point. "I have no channels, no connections, and no reputation. It would be very troublesome if I really want to sell it. Besides, if my painting does enter the Beicheng Art Museum, even if it is
It's a free donation. Wouldn't it be easy for me to still want that money when I join the art world?"
The art creation industry is actually all about fame. A painter who is famous and experienced enough will still be paid for by rich people, no matter how bad his paintings are.
If Qiu Yuan really wants to take this road to the end, he might as well donate "Starry Sky" to Beicheng Art Museum for free to increase his qualifications and reputation. From now on, Qiu Yuan really wants to make money by selling paintings. If he only has qualifications and qualifications, even if Qiu Yuan paints a small
Some people may be willing to take a look or two at the picture of a chicken pecking rice.
"I don't understand, alas... I don't understand. The world of artists like you is so difficult to understand. I only learned painting to draw my wife." Wang Xing also knew little about art auctions.
Qiu Yuan ignored him and took out his mobile phone to check the messages on WeChat. Most of the messages on WeChat were blessings from other students and praises such as being awesome.
These are not what Qiu Yuan cares about most. What Qiu Yuan cares about most is Lin Wanxiang's reply.
After Qiu Yuan added Lin Wanxiang as a WeChat friend, he sent her several messages in succession, such as, 'I had a great time chatting in the library today, can I continue in the future?'
'The weather has been a bit cold recently, so be sure to wear more clothes.'
'You can come to me to discuss anything about the painting at any time.'
After waiting for a series of chatting words, Qiu Yuan picked up WeChat when he returned to the dormitory and saw that Lin Wanxiang had actually replied!
Her response was 'Who are you?'
No! Sister, I added you to the WeChat account on your phone.
'Qiu Yuan, your classmate, we discussed "Starry Sky" in the library today.'
Maybe "Starry Sky" awakened Lin Wanxiang's memory, and she quickly replied, "I understand."
After knowing this, Lin Wanxiang never replied to any messages from Qiu Yuan. No matter how Qiu Yuan sent her messages, she would not reply.
Qiu Yuan felt that Lin Wanxiang didn't dislike him, but that this woman didn't use WeChat as a chat tool at all.
When Lin Wanxiang gave her cell phone to herself, Qiu Yuan inadvertently checked the chat history of her two contacts on WeChat, Bai Xingchuan and her sister.
The chat history of these two people also sent a lot of messages to Lin Wanxiang. Lin Wanxiang replied promptly at eight o'clock in the evening with the sentence "I understand."
Then there was no reply to anything.
What the fuck is going to do? WeChat and QQ are the best tools for licking dogs and girls. As a result, this girl Lin Wanxiang doesn’t use WeChat at all. The worst thing is that if she licks her on WeChat, the reward given by the system is only a dime.
This shows that Lin Wanxiang's heart is completely calm and she doesn't even want to laugh.
Qiu Yuan inexplicably began to miss Ren Ying. Ren Ying was a bit vain, but at least when Qiu Yuan licked her, she would give Qiu Yuan feedback and pay at least fifty cents for each lick.
If you send some red envelopes to Ren Ying at the right time, you can get better rewards.
Lin Wanxiang, Qiu Yuan wants to lick her but can't find the position to lick her, no! Even if he can't find the position, he still has to find it!
"Yuanzi, are you licking that woman Ren Ying again? I see she and the guy named Chen were kissing me today!" Wang Xing asked with some sadness when he saw Qiu Yuan concentrating on her cell phone.
"Who is Ren Ying?" Qiu Yuan asked doubtfully.
"What? You licked until you lost your mind... Ren Ying just..." Wang Xing wanted to say something more, but Zhao Hanwei's hand suddenly tapped his shoulder. Wang Xing turned around and looked at each other.
Wang Xing was not stupid and immediately understood the meaning of Qiu Yuan's words, and wanted to celebrate Qiu Yuan's graduation from being a dog licker...
"Old Zhao, how much do you know about Lin Wanxiang?"
When Qiu Yuan asked this question, the celebratory expression on Wang Xing's fat face instantly twisted into shock, and then from shock into pain.
"I asked you why you are no longer interested in Ren Ying. It turns out that you have fallen in love with another woman, Yuan Zi... Lin Wanxiang is really a girl you can't even touch! But this time Lin Wanxiang participated in the Sixth
I will definitely find a dance partner for the 10th anniversary celebration, but I didn’t know that bitch had such good luck.” Wang Xing’s words really hurt his heart.
Qiu Yuan's class, Class 217, Department of Painting, Jiangcheng Art University, has thirty-seven girls and twenty boys.
It is no exaggeration to say that more than half of these twenty male classmates chased Lin Wanxiang during their freshman year.
"Don't talk about this, Lao Zhao, can you help me find out what she likes?" Qiu Yuan asked Zhao Hanwei again.
Zhao Hanwei looked at Qiu Yuan and was silent for a while, then said, "I'll help you find out. After I find out, I'll tell you something."
"Thanks!"
After Qiu Yuan thanked him, all the other four roommates in the dormitory, including Qiu Yuan, fell into autistic state.
Because Zhao Hanwei also took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, but when he opened WeChat, he did not lick the girl. Zhao Hanwei clicked the voice recording button in WeChat.
"Xiao Yu, it's me. Did anyone in your club meet Lin Wanxiang when they went out to watch a movie? It's the Lin Wanxiang from Class 217, the one at the art exhibition today."
After Zhao Hanwei finished asking, another girl's coquettish voice came from his mobile phone.
"Senior Zhao, you came to me just to ask questions about other women! You haven't asked me out for a long time."
"Next time, definitely next time. Can you help me find out? I'll invite you to go see a movie next time we meet."
"Lin Wanxiang, I have some impression... isn't she that boring girl in your class? She is quite good-looking. Senior, please don't miss her. Yunzhi saw her going out to watch a movie with a handsome boy half a year ago.
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"Yunzhi, right? Thanks." Zhao Hanwei said and changed the voice of the girl named Yunzhi.
"Xiao Zhao, do you dare to ask me about other women? Lin Wanxiang? Oh! I remember her... If you really want to find out about her, you can ask junior Li Ru. She seems to go to the school broadcast room often."
"Okay, let me know what lipstick you want next Valentine's Day." After Zhao Hanwei finished speaking, he asked the school girl named Li Ru on WeChat.
Wang Xing was dumbfounded, and so was Qiu Yuan. The other three roommates stopped what they were doing and looked at Zhao Hanwei. The last roommate slowly gave a thumbs up and said "Awesome" to Zhao Hanwei.
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"Boss! Boss! I beg you, give me half of the girls on your WeChat account! I don't want to be a second dimension anymore!" Wang Xing hugged Zhao Hanwei's thigh tightly in an instant.
"Even if I share half of it with you, the girl won't want to join you." Zhao Hanwei patted Wang Xing's honest back with some distress and said, "Okay, let's solve Yuanzi's problem first."
"Yuanzi, it seems that Wanxiang is not only interested in painting. I have found out some information about her, but are you sure you want to pursue her? You have also heard the previous news. Wanxiang may have had a boyfriend for a long time.
Friends." Zhao Hanwei reminded.
Boyfriend? Are you sure you are not her ultimate backup?
Qiu Yuan was almost certain that the person who went out to watch a movie with Lin Wanxiang was the Bai Xingchuan she noted on WeChat.
Qiu Yuan has no idea who Bai Xingchuan is. He is most likely a student at Jiangcheng Art University, but this Bai Xingchuan... Qiu Yuan feels pity for him just by looking at the chat history between him and Lin Wanxiang.
Like Qiu Yuan, he would send a lot of WeChat messages caring about Lin Wanxiang every day. Lin Wanxiang's reply was also "I got it" and then disappeared.
There were a few days where I didn’t know if it was because she was too busy, so she just replied with a ‘.’ to indicate that she had read the messages.
This doesn’t look like a couple’s way of communicating!
But what does this have to do with Qiu Yuan, the ruthless licking dog?
"Old Zhao, tell me straight, what should I do if I want to get close to Wanxiang?" Qiu Yuan asked.
"In the school radio room, I heard a schoolgirl who works part-time in the school radio room say that Wanxiang girls go there to record songs every Friday. This is your only chance. At other times, Wanxiang girls are not eating the world.
Pyrotechnic…”
"Female ghost?" Qiu Yuan thought of a very appropriate adjective.
"This is not a good way to describe Wanxiang Girl. After all, she is also the face of our 217, Living Buddha...how about it?" Zhao Hanwei prefers this word, the kind that can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Lin Wanxiang's college life in the past two years has been really weird, and her lifestyle is completely different from that of a normal college student.
"I still like the description of a female ghost, and she is a female ghost who likes to suck people's essence." Qiu Yuan thought of Lin Wanxiang's faint eyes when she saw him mentioning "Starry Sky", "Oh, I will let you suck a few."
