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376 Want to cry but have no tears

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    Yang Yanni thought about it carefully, her menstrual period had already exceeded ten days, she was completely stunned now, if nothing unexpected happened, she might be pregnant.

    At this time, she was about to cry, but she didn't dare to tell anyone about it, let alone share the joy of pregnancy with Lei Mingshan, because she really didn't know whose child it was?

    The last time Mu Yingze came to the house, when Yang Yanni felt that he was about to launch, she had to push him away desperately, because it was her dangerous period, and she just had sex with her husband last night.

    But Mu Yingze said that the dangerous period is better, he is going to do a perverted experiment, that is to see who is stronger between himself and Lei Mingshan's seed, the result is the current result, before the child is born, it is impossible  Know whose child it is?

    After a night of horror, Yang Yanni didn't sleep well. She got up early in the morning and went to the bathroom to pee, and then took a pregnancy test stick to test. Although she really wanted to get pregnant, she had never been so entangled like this. She almost knelt on the floor and prayed.  Don't get pregnant, don't

    But sometimes it is like this, what to be afraid of, the pregnancy test stick shows that she is indeed pregnant.

    Like a bolt from the blue, she wished she could kill Mu Yingze right now, but what's the use of hatred, it doesn't make any sense at all, the important thing is what to do now?

    In the basement of the museum, Mo Xiaoyu stayed up all night, except for writing and drawing. He wanted to paint dozens of paintings in the shortest possible time. At worst, he had to fill up his gallery.

    Looking at the phone, it was past eight o'clock. Mo Xiaoyu opened the door and went upstairs to Lang Jianbai's office. He also just arrived. Seeing Mo Xiaoyu coming in, he said hello.

    "Another night without sleep?" Lang Jianbai asked.

    "Well, I drew a few pictures and wrote some characters. Teacher, my gallery is about to open soon, so you have to support me then."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "The gallery opens? When?" Lang Jianbai was stunned and asked.

    "Just a few days, by the way, when will Master Bai leave?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "He may stay for a few more days. He has a good talk with the monks at the Reclining Buddha Temple about Buddhism, and he has been living there for a few days."  Lang Jianbai said.

    "Really, he still understands Buddhism?" Mo Xiaoyu was surprised.

    "Hey, when you are old, you have to believe in something, otherwise you can only eat and wait to die."  Lang Jianbai said helplessly.

    "Then can we invite him to attend the opening ceremony?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "It should be no problem. I have no problem with you opening a gallery, but I am very contradictory now. I said before that I would package you as a young and promising young painter, but now I don't think so, so  Very contradictory".  Lang Jianbai said.

    "Why?" Mo Xiaoyu asked puzzled.

    "You have been back for a few days, what do you think about the Sir Alex?" Lang Jianbai asked.

    "The teacher means that my opening of the gallery has something to do with Sir Alex?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.

    "Yes, Sir Sir has been operating this line for many years, and has raised many people. With this ticket, there can be a lot of income. Now Sir Sir is old and wants to entrust this stall to others. What do you think?  Can you take it up?" Lang Jianbai pondered.

    "I can't do it, and I haven't done it before, how can I have that ability."  Mo Xiaoyu vetoed it.

    "But Ferguson thinks you are a talent, and he wants to train you. He said he wants you to take over. He definitely won't leave it to you tomorrow. There must be a process. I mean, if you really take over  In this line of work, you should not be too public, otherwise it will be easy to be targeted, and once your paintings become famous, many people will study you, which will expose your identity sooner or later, and disaster will be imminent  up".  Lang Jianbai said.

    Mo Xiaoyu smacked his mouth, thinking, he really can't have his cake and eat it too.

    "Then I learned painting for nothing?" Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "So, you have to think about it yourself. It depends on what you want. If you want to be famous, I can use all my resources to promote you.  It¡¯s okay to have a place, but if you want to take over the class, just make a fortune in silence, be a hermit, and live your own life.¡±  Lang Jianbai said.

    "Teacher, I haven't really thought about it, but I want to try this gallery."  Mo Xiaoyu finally insisted on opening a gallery.

    Lang Jianbai was helpless, thinking to himself, it's good to try, when you hit the south wall, you will know to turn around.

    "Okay, no problem, I will try my best to satisfy whatever cooperation is required from my side, but, ??Yu, let me be honest, in fact, you should give full play to your strengths. The imitation of paintings is not something everyone can do, and your current level, it can be said, has reached the level of a master, so why let this  Instead of taking the main road, go to the trail instead?  "Lang Jianbai said.

    Mo Xiaoyu really wants to say that no matter how much he imitates, it is still someone else's property after all, and he still does not have his own works. Although his level is very high, he is still a plagiarist after all.

    Of course, these words cannot be said to Lang Jianbai, because according to the fact that Lang Jianbai and Sir Alex have worked together for so many years, Mo Xiaoyu estimates that Sir Alex has produced countless fake works from Lang Jianbai, and only he created them.  There are hundreds of authentic works in the museum of counterfeit bags, and the others may really be too numerous to count.

    "Teacher, I'm the kind of person who doesn't look back until he bumps into the south wall. Let me try it. Maybe I will wake up when I hit my head and bleed."

    "Hehe, well, it's rare for young people to make up their own minds, so let's try, do we still need to hire someone from the government?" Lang Jianbai asked.

    "People from the government department asked Dong Zimo to invite him, and no one should give him some face."  Mo Xiaoyu said casually.

    "Dong Zimo?"

    "Well, the son of Mayor Dong, I will invite him to build this gallery together. I will be in charge of painting, and he will be in charge of selling. It's a division of labor and cooperation."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    Now Lang Jianbai finally understood why Mo Xiaoyu had to try it. It turned out that the sales of the gallery were not a problem. Compared with his great apprentice Ding Anyi, Mo Xiaoyu was several times better.  It is full of paintings, and sometimes it does not open for ten days and a half months. The most important thing is that there is no market. Mo Xiaoyu solved this problem very well. With Dong Zimo as a salesman, the business is much easier to do.

    Many people may know this kind of trick, but it is not so easy to implement it. Lang Jianbai doesn't know how Mo Xiaoyu operates it, and how he brought Dong Zimo into it, but in this matter,  What Mo Xiaoyu did was a matter of course, even Dong Zimo didn't feel that he was being used at all, instead he put his face on it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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