"Hahaha, you are too shabby. You are the one who asked me to evaluate the painting. Now that I am telling the truth, you are in a hurry." Xu Hai smashed his pipe with a smile and added
One knife.
"I just let you come over." Liang Xiao rolled his eyes and said.
"Ahem." Zhang Zhong stood at the door and made a little noise.
Xu Hai and Liang Xiao both turned around at the same time and laughed together when they saw Zhang Zhong standing at the door.
"I asked why I heard the magpie chirping on the tree early this morning. It turns out that a noble person is coming. How come Master Zhang has time to come here today?" Xu Hai said.
Liang Xiao also said, "Did your Pengpeng visit the oil painting academy again?"
Zhang Zhong walked inside and said with a smile, "Today there is an activity for children's artists at the Oil Painting Academy. I brought Pengpeng over to participate. The children are all painting at the moment. I came over to see you if I had nothing to do.
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"Come sit down, I'll make you a cup of tea." Liang Xiao pulled a chair over, then ran to the side and found a tea box from the small cabinet.
Seeing Liang Xiao take out the tea box from the small cabinet, Xu Hai's eyes widened, he pointed his pipe at Liang Xiao and said, "You are a follower of the crowd, you give me bad tea when I come, but when Zhang Zhong comes, you will use your private goods."
Take it out?"
Liang Xiao pushed Xu Hai's pipe away and curled his lips and said, "Hey, drinking good tea for you is not like chewing peonies. You know what good tea is and what bad tea is. If you drink it, it won't make your stomach full of rancid food."
water?"
"Liang Xiao, what you said is serious."
Seeing the two of them bickering, Zhang Zhong also interjected, "Next time I'll come over and bring you some good tea."
Xu Hai nodded, "Hey, you are right. We are embarrassed to talk to you every time we come here to have tea. Don't you know that the Chinese Painting Academy is very poor?"
"I know the Chinese Painting Academy is poor, but you, a great calligrapher, are not poor. Didn't someone spend half a million yuan to buy a calligraphy painting of yours last time? Why, the money hasn't arrived yet?" Zhang Zhong took the calligraphy that Liang Xiao had made for him.
Tea, teased Xu Hai.
"You are quite well-informed." Xu Hai said with a smile, "You said you only hunted down poor people like me and asked, "Liang Xiao or Dean He, which one is not richer than me?"
Xu Hai was right. Among the three of him, Liang Xiao and He Ruchu, he was the poorest.
I won’t go into detail about He Ruchu, but a painting can sell for tens of millions.
Although Liang Xiao cannot reach the level of He Ruchu, it is not a problem to sell a painting for several million.
Only Xu Hai was even close. Someone was willing to pay half a million for a calligraphy painting by him, which is considered a high price. Otherwise, Zhang Zhong would not have seen this news in the news.
Among contemporary calligraphers, except for some who are out of the circle, most of their works have little market.
Moreover, the current calligraphy market is also very abnormal, and the works of most calligraphers are not as valuable as the calligraphy of some entertainment stars.
A few years ago, there was an entertainment star Liu Moumou. Four words sold for more than 5 million, with an average of more than 1 million per word.
I'm at a beginner's level, but I can't stand up to people who are famous.
Another example is Zhang Zhong. In terms of artistic attainments, he is indeed not as good as Xu Hai, but if Zhang Zhong takes out a piece of calligraphy, the price will be several million at random.
"Okay, I'll give you some good tea next time." Zhang Chong said with a smile.
Xu Hai smiled and said, "That's right."
Zhang Zhong took a sip of tea and turned his attention to the painting on the table. The painting was not as messy as Xu Hai said, and there were no flowers and plants. There was just a red plum tree growing happily, and there was nothing visible between the two.
Various birds stand on the top of the plum trees, one is sitting lazily, and the other is poised and raising its head ready to take off.
This is a painting called "Up the Plum Blossoms". You can feel the joy expressed in the painting just by looking at it.
After seeing the topic of plum blossoms, Zhang Zhong also realized that these two birds should be magpies.
The homonym of "magpie on the plum blossom tip" is "joy on the eyebrow tip", which itself means very happy.
"Mr. Liang is in a good mood recently." Zhang Zhong looked at the painting and said with a smile.
"It was good at first, but my good mood was ruined by this guy." Liang Xiao glanced at Xu Hai, his eyes were very disgusting, but Xu Hai reached out to take his tea box but he didn't stop him, just when Xu Hai fell
When I was making tea, I said, "Put in less tea."
Xu Hai didn't like to drink strong tea, so he didn't add more. He poured water and said, "I just saw that you were in a good mood, so I said a few words to you. If you draw two dead crows, I have to comfort you with words."
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Liang Xiao turned to look at him, "So, I still have to thank you?"
"Children can be taught."
Seeing that they continued to bicker, Zhang Zhong interrupted in time, "I just came from Dean He's place. He was not here. Didn't he come today?"
Xu Hai shook his head, "I don't know. Anyway, I haven't seen him until today. You didn't say you were coming in advance. It's normal that he didn't come. Do you want me to call him?"
Zhang Zhong waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'm just here to have tea."
"Actually, there is good tea in Dean He's office, but I don't know where it is hidden," Liang Xiao said.
"It must be in the small cabinet under the wardrobe." Xu Haiyan said firmly.
"How can you be so sure?"
Xu Hai smiled and said, "Because I searched everywhere else, and only that cabinet was locked and couldn't be opened."
The corners of Zhang Zhong's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He Ruchu probably locked the cabinet because he was guarding against the two of them.
After staying in the Landscape and Flowers and Birds Teaching and Research Office for a while, the three of them chatted for a while. Guessing that the activities at the Oil Painting Academy were about to end, Zhang Zhong stood up and said goodbye to Liang Xiao and Xu Hai.
"Don't be anxious, take this painting away." Liang Xiao grabbed Zhang Zhong, then rolled up the dried "Shang Mei Shao" and stuffed it into a painting bucket, "Before, you wrote a poem for my Mount Tai Rising Sun.
, I have been thinking about sending you a piece of my own painting. This time you arrived at the right time, and it just fits the mood of the painting. This painting is destined to you, so giving it to you will save me the trouble of thinking about sending other paintings.
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"What's going on..."
"You must not refuse." Liang Xiao thrust the painting bucket into Zhang Zhong's hand, and his attitude towards giving gifts was very strong.
Seeing his posture, Zhang Zhong did not refuse anymore. After taking the painting bucket, he said, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. I will definitely cherish Mr. Liang's masterpiece."
"Since I gave it to you, even if you use it to wipe the table and use the toilet, it has nothing to do with me." Liang Xiao said with a smile.
Zhang Zhong also smiled, nodded with the two of them and walked out of the teaching and research room.
When he returned to the first studio of the Oil Painting Academy, Wu Ziyun was still giving lectures to the children. Seeing Zhang Zhong holding a painting bucket, Xu Yuhan asked curiously, "Why did you go out and bring back a painting bucket?
Are there any paintings inside?"
"Yes, it was given to me by Liang Xiao from the Chinese Painting Academy..." Zhang Zhong smiled and told Xu Yuhan roughly what happened at the Chinese Painting Academy, and then pointed to the microphone and said, "Why don't you hang this painting on me?"