Tang Xiao and Sheng Guangyi looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Her child is only five years old, but his love for money is so strong.
Tang Xiao couldn't help but wonder when Yun Nuan had picked up Gu Zheng's bad habits. Her eyes were like switches; the moment she mentioned a money-making project, they lit up.
He cautiously asked Sheng Guangyi: "Teacher Sheng, my baby only wants to paint and sell for money. Will you still teach him?"
Sheng Guangyi had long seen Yun Nuan's naivety and love of money.
You know what, this is in line with his temperament.
In the past, many people who wanted to become his disciples liked to talk a lot and talk about some vague and lofty ideals to cover up their worldly side.
We come here for fame and fortune, not to steal or rob, so there's nothing to be ashamed of.
Why are some people afraid to admit it?
Sheng Guangyi narrowed his eyes and smiled, then said firmly, "Teach! Of course! I like down-to-earth children."
Tang Xiao was stunned: "Teacher Sheng, you are not joking, are you?"
"What am I kidding?" He rattled the walnuts in his hand. "The child is so talented. She will definitely surpass me in the future. If I don't teach her, it will be my loss."
As an old father, Tang Xiao finally felt at ease after feeling anxious.
Sheng Guangyi thought for a moment and added, "I plan to give Yun Nuan's painting today to the Yunguo Calligraphy and Painting Association for collection and appreciation. When the girl's reputation grows and her works increase, naturally some organization will contact her to hold an exhibition."
The Yunguo Calligraphy and Painting Association is full of world-class masters!
“Will they approve of my baby’s painting?”
"You have to trust my judgment. Those masters of Chinese painting will surely be full of praise for this painting when they see it."
Tang Xiao was overjoyed and said to Yun Nuan in a deep voice, "Baby, keep painting. Once the exhibition is open, the auction won't be long."
"What is an auction?" Yun Nuan asked in a baby voice.
Wei Siming handed her a piece of freshly grilled lemon beef cubes. "It's all about gathering rich people together and asking them to buy your paintings. That way, you'll have money!"
"Just shut up." Tang Xiao glared at him and said politely, "They are a group of elegant people who love art. After seeing your exhibition and feeling a spiritual resonance, they are tempted to buy your paintings."
result.
Yun Nuan bluntly exposed Tang Xiao's plan: "So, they buy the paintings and I make money, great!"
emm……
My child, your summary is really simple and crude.
This meal was full and satisfying, and it could be considered Yun Nuan’s apprenticeship banquet.
As for Sheng Guangyi, he was so happy to have such a great apprentice that he couldn't stop smiling.
In fact, this child's Chinese painting skills are far superior to his, but due to his age, he can't possibly take a five-year-old kid as his master, right?
Wei Siming: Just wait to be slapped in the face.
Sheng Guangyi had to change his mind and decide to teach the types he was good at.
However, the next day on the set, during the lunch break, the slap in the face came at lightning speed.
Ji Qianrou knew that Yun Nuan could paint, so she asked if she could draw a picture for her and frame it to display at home as a decoration.
Seeing that the Chinese painting tools from yesterday were not available, Yun Nuan ran to find her master.
Sheng Guangyi wanted to teach his children the basics, so he prepared the sketching tools and stuck the sketching paper on the drawing board.
Then, he took out a black cloth bag and taught Yun Nuan how to recognize a pencil.
"This is HB, this is 2B, this is 4B, it's best to start with the draft - hey, little guy, you -"
Before he could finish his words, Yun Nuan snatched the pencil from his hand.
She smiled softly: "Master, lend it to me."
With a few swipes, she quickly started working on the drawing paper.
Sheng Guangyi was stunned for a moment.
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