Chapter 336 The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish! Although Chen Zhu shamelessly used this reason as an excuse, it obviously worked. After Yu Xian asked Professor Guan, he quickly got a reply. Chen opened his phone excitedly, but was a little disappointed. Because Yu Xian said that although Professor Guan's collection included works by Gao Jianfu, unfortunately the "Flower Painting" that Zheng Wenlong wanted was missing. It stands to reason that you should consider the other person's preferences when you first meet them and try to find them. Even without the [Flower Picture], Senior Brother Zheng should be able to feel the sincerity. After all, even Kwan Wing-yee, the third-generation successor of the painting school, does not have this kind of thing, which shows the scarcity of this type of painting. However, Chen still hopes to keep improving, so that he may be able to gain more support. "I'll go over for dinner tonight and admire Master Gao's work."

Chen said. After finishing the cooperation matters with Taomi, Chen was about to go find Yu Xian, and also to inquire about the paintings that Senior Brother Zheng needed. It was like killing rabbits by robbing straw. In addition, since Zheng Wenlong admires Master Gao Jianfu, he probably knows a lot about the Lingnan School of Painting. Listen to the unique insights of the direct descendant, and show them a little when you meet in the future. Wouldn't it be easy for Senior Brother Zheng to regard him as a close friend? …… After class in the morning, Chen Zhuo took a stroll around the office in Tech Valley. Everything here is on track. Even though Chen Zhuo has disappeared for two or three days, everyone is still doing their work in an orderly manner. Chen knew clearly that at least on the "Learning Network" project, he would not have to spend too much energy until there were any new moves. What is a “new action”? It means expanding outside the province and will be carried out after the Spring Festival. Chen told Xia Huilan to transfer 70 yuan to their account on time according to the contract with Taomi Technology. When he returned to school for class in the afternoon, he also contacted Sister Sweet. The two showed good tacit understanding in their cooperation this time, and they may consider continuing next time if there is a chance. More importantly, because of that fake diamond ring, the relationship between the two seemed to have been sublimated in an inexplicable way. So now if Chen doesn't have dinner with School Beauty Song without telling her in advance, it will seem like he has done something wrong. We are increasingly feeling like a campus couple. Fortunately, Sister Sweet is not clingy and she has her own things to do. Hearing that Chen Zhuo was not in school at night, Song Shiwei did not ask much, but only said that Mou Jiawen came to Zhongda today, and they would have dinner and chat together. "Xiaomou classmate?" Chen thought that he hadn't seen her for a while. But it is understandable. Imagine if Chen Zhuo broke up with Song Shiwei or Yu Xian, Huang Baihan’s chances of meeting them would be greatly reduced. "Last time I asked Mou Jiawen to help distribute flyers, and she agreed, but I haven't given them to her yet."

Chen typed back. "Do you need me to get it and give it to her?" Song Shiwei asked. Chen thought for a moment and said, "I've given the old flyers to Huang Baihan. I'll give them to her after I print the new ones." In fact, there were a lot of flyers in the office, but Chen didn’t want Song Shiwei to go to the Science and Technology Valley. After all, that was the territory “occupied” by Yu Xianxian. If Song Shiwei appears again, it may cause confusion among the employees. …… In the evening, Chen took a review book and took the bus to the Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts, but Yu Xian was still copying and practicing in the painting center. According to tradition, there is a province-level "Yingchun Cup" calligraphy and painting competition for college students in early March every year. The event is of quite high standard, and the Provincial Department of Culture and the Provincial Communist Youth League are the leading co-organizers. The competition format is also quite strict. Although previous works are required to be submitted during the auditions, the finals require on-site painting. If any match-fixing or fake impersonation is discovered, not only will the results be cancelled but the school will also have to report it. For college students majoring in fine arts in eastern Guangdong, this is a very valuable competition. Winning an award will greatly enhance one’s resume. Before going to the capital, Professor Guan once said that the career path planned for Yu Xian would start with this competition. It seems that Yu Xian doesn’t have much time, because it will be March when he returns to school after the winter vacation. Chen Zhuo was already familiar with Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts, and he strolled all the way to the small classroom on the third floor of the Painting Center. The first and second floors are for all students, and the classrooms on the third floor are for the "inner disciples". Just like we saw last time, Yu Xian and Wu Yu were both painting inside. It’s just that the two people’s states are a little different, Yu Xian’s attention is obviously more focused. She let her slightly curly long hair fall on her shoulders, her black and white eyes were as crystal clear as black jade, and her dark eyebrows seemed to be carved, curved on her delicate oval face. Sometimes, perhaps when she encountered problems with color or composition, she would subconsciously bite her lips, which were as red as chili peppers, and fall into a state of thought. When he figured it out, he leaned forward slightly and continued to write lightly on the rice paper. Yu Xian has a great figure. Just by simply leaning forward, the curve of her slender waist is revealed, which is really sexy. Although Wu Yu is also a beautiful female college student painting, she looks very mediocre when compared with the cosplayer. And she seemed very impatient, sighing and curling her hair. Deep down, Wu Yu might prefer to lie on her bed in the dormitory and watch TV series or play with her phone. There was also Professor Guan Yongyi in the small classroom. Sometimes, as he got to know her better, Chen Zhe began to admire this strict old lady. She is a second-level professor, and there are no first-level professors in the field of art. So in terms of authority in the industry, her status may be similar to that of the academicians at Sun Yat-sen University in their respective fields.

He was unmarried and childless, but he had many students all over the world. Perhaps the most important thing for Professor Guan now is to pass on the Lingnan School of Painting intact. She first saw Chen Zhe standing outside, and seemed to speak up to remind him. Yu Xian suddenly raised her head, found Chen Zhuo's figure, blinked her charming eyes slightly upturned, and gave a sweet and charming smile. Chen Zhuo also responded enthusiastically. Dating a girl like Cos Sister is like a bunch of brightly blooming red roses. You will be subconsciously infected by her enthusiasm and cheerfulness. Occasionally there is a touch of nostalgic spiciness, like the thorns on a rose. Yu Xian asked Professor Guan for instructions again, but the old lady did not respond. So, Yu Xian happily stood up and waved, motioning Chen Zhao to come into the small classroom. "Professor Guan." Chen pushed the door open and greeted the old lady first. "Ah." Guan Yongyi was neither sad nor happy, and responded calmly. Of course, this response was made out of consideration for the little disciple who was his last disciple. Professor Guan must have noticed that Yu Xian was in love. "What are you drawing?" Chen walked up to Yu Xian, looked at the drawing board and said. All I saw was a misty river on the white rice paper, the water gently lapping against the peach branches on the shore, and the mountains on both sides standing faintly between heaven and earth. There is a full moon hanging in the upper right corner, and the whole picture is the Guilin landscape at night. “It’s called ‘A River of Spring Flows Eastward’.” Yu Xian looked up and told her boyfriend. Even someone like Chen Zhuo, who doesn't know much about art, when he sees the contrast between the bright peach blossoms and the mysterious mountains and rivers on paper, he has a sense of depth and story extending out of the picture in his mind. It’s just like when we were in elementary school and looked at the illustrations in our Chinese textbooks, imagining how happy we would be if we lived there. Wu Yu also painted the same "A River of Spring Water Flowing Eastward", but I don't know what's wrong, the mountains are mountains and the water is water in every stroke, and I can't convey the artistic conception no matter how hard I try. Chen was a little surprised. It was the first time he felt so directly the difference in talent between the two in painting. It seems that the trip to the capital was really useful. The "meaning" in Yu Xian's work has been so clearly expressed on paper. In order to save face for Comrade Wu Yu, Chen Zhuo did not make any harsh comments, but asked with a smile: "How long have you been sitting here? Are you tired?" While the two were talking, Professor Guan quietly walked out of the classroom, as if leaving space for the young people. "I don't have any classes in the afternoon, so I came here right after my lunch break." After being reminded, Yu Xian looked at the time and exclaimed: "Have we been sitting here for four hours?" "What do you think?"

Wu Yu said dejectedly, "My butt is so sore from sitting so hard, and I dare not move in front of Professor Guan. I really regret coming here with you. Now I can't leave even if I want to." Wu Yu used to worry that her best friend would be lonely, so whenever Professor Guan gave Yu Xian special lessons, she would come and join in the fun. Later, Professor Guan saw that Wu Yu had nothing to do, so he asked her to join the special training. Wu Yu was immediately speechless. She was like an average student who entered the "Mathematical Olympiad Competition Intensive Class". She couldn't understand, couldn't keep up, and couldn't comprehend. "I didn't realize it at all when I was painting, but now I'm actually a little tired." Yu Xian yawned, like a cat waking up from an afternoon nap, with a casual and lazy look. "Shall I rub it for you?" Chen made some enthusiastic suggestions. "OK……" Yu Xian was about to happily agree, but when she looked at Professor Guan standing outside, she curled her lips and said, "Forget it. Xiaoyu doesn't have a boyfriend, so she won't feel unbalanced." "Wow! Who are you looking down on?" Wu Yu immediately said unconvincedly: "When I find a boyfriend in the future, I will ask him to massage my back and shoulders every day. If he doesn't do it well, I will slap him in the face." “Who is like some people.” Wu Yu rolled her eyes at her bestie: "In high school, I said that I would make my boyfriend an obedient puppy and asked him to lick my toes. I didn't expect that after we really started dating, it would immediately turn out like this..." Wu Yu imitated Yu Xian's behavior: "Huh? What is Director Chen busy with today? He hasn't replied to my message for several hours." "Or maybe..." Wu Yu said in a sly but lifelike manner: "The shoes that boy is wearing are very nice. Next time we go shopping, I will buy a pair for Director Chen..." "What?" Chen was stunned when he heard this. He was not surprised by Yu Xian's behavior after falling in love, but by the "big words" he said before falling in love. "Shut up, you damn girl!" Yu Xian suddenly no longer felt tired and rushed over to cover her best friend’s mouth. Even though I had long regarded Chen Zhu as my closest lover in the world, these words were just nonsense spoken when I was young and frivolous. For example, when I was in high school, I saw a girl in my class crying for the whole morning after she broke up. With Yu Xian's temper when he was not in a relationship, he must have said with disdain: "Fragile woman! When I get into a relationship, I will train my boyfriend into an obedient puppy. He will do whatever he asks me to do, and you can't refuse even if I lick his toes." Wu Yu wrote down these words and now reports them to Chen Zhe. It’s as if to say - see, this is how your partner looked like in high school! Chen Zhe definitely doesn't care. Isn't he clear about Yu Xian's personality? Apart from her silly and immature remarks, she is actually a traditional girl who saves money to buy a house for her boyfriend. However, just because Chen doesn't care doesn't mean Professor Guan can tolerate it.

She saw two little girls fighting in the studio, walked in with a stern face and scolded them: "What are you arguing about? If you keep arguing, get out!" Yu Xian and Wu Yu then stuck out their tongues and fixed their hair with red faces. Guan Yongyi ignored them and walked over to check their performance of "A River of Spring Flows Eastward". After looking at Wu Yu's homework, the old lady said nothing and put it down expressionlessly. Picking up Yu Xian's homework again, Professor Guan's eyes were still sharp and serious, but his expression was obviously relaxed. It's like suddenly seeing a top student with full marks on the exam among a bunch of students who are late for class. However, Professor Guan did not comment on anything, but asked Chen: "How is your senior brother who is in the late stage of cancer now?" Although the question was a little sudden, Chen Zhuo reacted quickly and said sadly, "He is in critical condition. Even foreign experts are helpless. All we can do now is to let him leave the world without regrets." How to avoid regrets? Hurry up and find Master Gao Jianfu’s "Flower Painting"! "Ah." Professor Guan nodded. She had originally wanted to introduce some experts from the capital. Now I heard that they have already gone abroad to see it, and I guess there is really no other way. Chen Zhe is very smart and basically leaves no loopholes in his words. "I don't have any of Gao Jianfu's flower paintings here." Professor Guan paused for a moment, then continued, "But there are some pictures of birds and animals that he painted when he was young. If this is your senior brother's last wish in life, I can give it away." "deliver?" Chen Zhuo was stunned for a moment: "My senior brother is not poor, he can buy it with money." To be honest, Chen Zhuo didn't intend to take advantage of others for nothing. Firstly, he was not that kind of person, and secondly, since the money and goods had been settled, he didn't worry about owing anyone a favor. "Gao Jianfu's bird and animal paintings are not expensive, but his flower paintings have market value." Professor Guan said slowly: "Besides, a painting is always dead. Even if it has soul and artistic conception, it cannot compare to a living person." "If we can alleviate suffering, delay death, and increase the days we spend with our loved ones." The old lady said as if it was a matter of course: "It is better to save one person than to live ten lives. This is the most valuable fate of a painting." Listening to Professor Guan’s stern words full of humanistic flavor. Chen Zhuo felt a little guilty, but he said shamelessly, "I want to thank Professor Guan on behalf of my senior brother. The bird and animal painting..." "There's no rush yet." Professor Guan is a man of principles and passion, and he has been a teacher for many years. She doesn't need money, but she wants the whole thing to make sense. She said, “There is a Gao Jianfu Cultural Memorial Hall at No. 87 Zhuzi Street, Panfu Road.”

"Go and help clean for a week. Your brother should have done it, but he is in a different situation so you should take over." "no problem!" Chen agreed without hesitation. Compared to the pressure of starting a business, what does this matter? But Chen still had a question: "Professor Guan, who has the flower painting?" Looking at Chen's perseverance, Professor Guan couldn't help but become curious: "Do you really have to get it?" “Death is the greatest thing.” Chen Zhuo sighed, "For the sake of respecting the elder, I won't tell you who my senior brother is, but he has made many outstanding contributions to society. I don't want him to leave with regrets." Chen Zhuo understood it this way: if Suhui could get a loan, it would definitely be an opportunity for further growth and development. It provides a large number of jobs for the society, increases huge tax revenue for the treasury, and sets high-quality service standards for the industry. Ultimately, ordinary people will be the beneficiaries. So to sum up, as long as Zheng Wenlong lends me money, he is a person who has made outstanding contributions to society. There is nothing wrong with this logic. But Professor Guan didn't know. She thought Chen Zhe was a loyal and righteous junior fellow student, so she told him frankly: "Gao Jianfu has a son who lives in Macau. He should have it." This information should be known by very few people. No wonder, despite Zheng Wenlong's status as vice president of the Provincial Agricultural Bank, he is so popular with companies asking him to do things every day, but no one can meet his requirements. But on the other hand, the higher the difficulty, the more precious it becomes if you can get it. There is a saying that goes, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish! ······ (End of this chapter)