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Chapter 1,701 Collection of Paintings from Childhood

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    "Burned the stew"

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    Almost all the foreign painters who came here have learned Chinese. Those who didn¡¯t understand asked what was said, and those who understood were speechless. The works of ghosts and gods when they were young were actually stewed in a fire!

    "The fewer the works of Dean Jiang, the better. Of course, if we can find half a painting from his childhood, or a painting from the past, it will still be of some value."

    Chairman Qian actually laughed. He was afraid that Jiang Xiaoye had painted hundreds of paintings in the school and it would be bad if they were spread out.

    This is better.

    It¡¯s a pity that I don¡¯t have any of my previous paintings.

    There is a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room.

    "I'm envious. I won't have to worry about a painting for a lifetime. I won't make hundreds of thousands this year!"

    "Awesome, millions of dollars were spent cooking meat to feed dogs. A dog ate money that I will never earn in my life. I feel so bad!!!"

    "Invincible, isn't this a bit too awesome? I'm convinced."

    "Who is classmate Jiang Xiaoye, teacher? Have you collected his paintings? If you collected his paintings, you would be rich now. I'll go. I'm going to find my senior classmates to ask for their paintings and collect them.  What if more than ten years later they suddenly become a great literary figure, a master of calligraphy and painting, wouldn¡¯t I be rich?¡±

    "According to what Chairman Qian said, I can't find it. I'm so envious. I formed a group to go to Yushan Village to steal the painting. Is there anyone who formed a team? I'll give you the address and you go steal it. Once you steal it, we'll split it 50-50!"

    "I am a classmate of Dean Jiang's classmate. I asked around and found out that he did have good painting skills before, but rarely painted. When he was in college, I didn't know if he had a crush on the senior sister in the art class.  I signed up and studied for a few days, and I also painted the key points!¡±

    "In the world of Chinese painting circles, as long as Dean Jiang is the only one, he will always be the unsurpassed pinnacle!"

    "Why is Xiao Hei tied up?"

    "You're starving to death, you beasts. The earliest takeout orders will be three hours later. The Jingquan Yushan store is no longer accepting orders. I heard the queue has already reached five o'clock in the afternoon!"

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    Jiang Xiaoye was also quite speechless. He did have a little talent for painting before, but his talent for painting was definitely not a genius. Apart from the art classes he took in elementary school, junior high school, and high school, he had never done anything. In college, he was still  Li Xiaoxi was forced to study in the top class.

    All the paintings were destroyed by him.

    Without the magical ability to paint all things, he is just a soul painter!

    "Who in the village has Xiao Ye's paintings? Keep them. I heard that our Xiao Ye's paintings were worth hundreds of thousands when we were young. Who among us has become rich!"

    The old village chief smiled and shouted.

    "I remember Teacher Li's collection." Dahan couldn't stand the temptation of such a big banquet, so he followed He Laogou out to eat. While eating and drinking, he suddenly raised his head and shouted.

    "Who is Teacher Li?"

    "Which Teacher Li? It can't be Xiaoye's former math teacher and part-time art teacher and music teacher, Teacher Li? She married to Da Shi Village. She seems to be in poor health and has not been a teacher for five or six years, right?"

    "Xiaoqiu, is this Li Huiyu?"

    "Yes, it's Li Huiyu, Dahan's former math teacher. Dahan didn't study well, so he talked to me several times. Dahan, did Mr. Li collect Xiaoye's paintings?"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of IQ, and it's not that learning is hard to find, but Dahan didn't say anything when being bullied, and sometimes just touching someone would make those kids cry for father and mother and complain to her.

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    I am naturally naive, and even my teachers have given up on learning this aspect.

    "Yes, it seems that there really is one. I remember that Teacher Li would collect a painting from every batch of students. Maybe there really is one." Jiang Xiaoye looked back at Dahan and remembered it.

    What kind of brain does Dahan have?  It's been so long, do you still remember?

    Why does it have the same memory as a goldfish?

    ¡°I have Teacher Li¡¯s contact information, let me ask!¡±

    "It's been sixteen or seventeen years, I guess I've thrown it away a long time ago, right?"

    ¡°Some teachers collect their students¡¯ things and never throw them away until they die.¡±

    Jiang Xiaoye didn't care about that, and started to mix colors with Lamy, and communicated in low voices. Jiang Xiaoye also talked about some experiences about the magic of painting all things. Lamy was similar to people like Constantine, but there were big differences.  .

    "How long does it take to paint this painting?" I learned that Jiang Xiaoye wanted to paint the rainLamy was a little dazed when he saw the current scenery of the village. How long will this take?

    "It's almost two hours."

    Jiang Xiaoye is very confident. After two hours, he said more. His current magical art of painting all things has been completely integrated with other people's arts, and his heart can move at will.

    "How is it possible" Lamy wanted to say something in his heart, but thinking of Jiang Xiaoye's previous methods, he didn't say anything. How could such a method be impossible?

    Maybe, two hours is really okay!

    "Teacher Li really does have it. She said she kept it and is now looking for it. Wow, has Teacher Li gotten rich?"

    "Hundreds of thousands, right?"

    ¡°If it¡¯s really Xiaoye¡¯s painting, will someone buy it?¡±

    After the phone call, Teacher Li actually saved one!

    "Is it true? I'll take it, five hundred thousand!" A Chinese man said immediately. He didn't see the painting, but the child's scribblings, it was half a million.

    No matter what the painting is, this is probably the only painting Jiang Xiaoye had before he became famous!

    "One million, our Painting and Calligraphy Association has accepted it!" President Qian was also moved. Just this one has great collection value and its meaning is different.

    "1.2 million!"

    A foreign master also spoke.

    "What are you doing? I haven't seen any paintings. I don't know if I can find them. Besides, there's no need to snatch Dean Jiang's first childhood painting, right?"

    "Why is it not necessary? Even if it is a random graffiti from a ghost-level legendary work, we can learn something from it. After all, Dean Jiang's paintings are too advanced now!"

    "Let's wait until someone comes. Let's not make an offer yet. What if they don't sell it? Are we going to perform here?"

    "Here we go, so casual? Just"

    "So fast!"

    Jiang Xiaoye started, there was no prelude at all, and after getting aroused, he started directly.

    The speed at the beginning gives people the feeling of drawing casually, it¡¯s too fast!

    ¡°However, everyone in the industry present knew that Jiang Xiaoye was definitely not just scribbling. He didn¡¯t care about anything else, so he cheered up and started to look carefully.

    "Xiao Ye, please slow down, it's too fast." Zhao Wuliu reminded.

    "If you take two hours, you won't be able to finish the painting." Jiang Xiaoye smiled and said, "It will be the same if you hurry up."

    "Dean Jiang, concentrate on painting, don't be distracted. Uncle Zhao, please don't disturb Dean Jiang, okay?" President Qian almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he saw that Jiang Xiaoye was still distracted in chatting.

    Don¡¯t be so casual!

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