(BL)Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium (MTL)

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

    Even though the Qi family tried their best to hide it, the news that they spent tens of millions to buy fake paintings still leaked and became a laughing stock in the circle.

    An art dealer who makes a living by selling paintings is so easy to be set up, so stupid, even the business of Qi's family has been affected, not only the business has been deserted a lot, but even the buyers who bought paintings from the Qi's family before. They all secretly and secretly found someone to do the appraisal, for fear that they would also become victims.

    Fortunately, no problem was found, and people thought about it and found the difference.

    "Qi's family is only one Qi Yuyu who can do it. Qi Yuyu left the Qi family, and they went downhill."

    Qi's father, Qi's mother and Qi Fenghua heard these remarks, and Qi Yuyu's anger was deeper and deeper. He made up his mind: it must be Qi Yuyu's unwillingness to leave Qi's family, and secretly made a stumbling block!

    Qi Fenghua gritted his teeth secretly, he was always praised as a talented young painter, Qi Yuyu was just a vulgar businessman, how could he be compared with him.

    Recently, Qi Fenghua has been beaten by Qi Yuyu everywhere. Paintings can't compare, and selling paintings in business can't compare...Qi Fenghua used to like this brother very much. In his impression, he is very good to himself, and he can do whatever he wants. Try to get him back.

    The current Qi Yuyu has become an appearance that he does not know.

    Qi Fenghua's heart is chilled, he doesn't care about Qi Yuyu's attitude towards him changing, nor does he care about his painting skills being crushed... His only inverse scale is Yi Silent.

    No matter what, Qi Yuyu should not copy Yi Silent's paintings! Qi Fenghua looked at his mobile phone, was cruel, and pressed the send button.

    Without paying any attention to their thoughts at all, Lin Hanchuan's gallery hung a few more paintings, the works of Qi Yuyu and Yue Hong, and the empty small exhibition hall also began to take shape.

    After seeing Qi Yuyu's paintings in person, Yue Hong completely dispelled Qi Yuyu's suspicions, and went to Qi Yuyu's house to study with him every day, and he was so happy every day.

    Lin Hanchuan had other things to do, so he handed over everything in the gallery to Qi Yuyu, and he disappeared.

    I don't know what he is busy with, and he doesn't even care about the gallery. Qi Yuyu was stunned.

    "Draw! Draw! Draw!" Yue Hong looked up and saw a drop of ink dizzy from the tip of the brush in Qi Yuyu's hand, swaying.

    Startled, Qi Yuyu's hand was extremely steady, and he didn't move at all. He looked at it and stroked the brush calmly. The stroke of the brush stroked smoothly on the rice paper. The dizzy ink droplets turned into mountains that stretched endlessly. Impressive.

    Yue Hong looked at Qi Yuyu's painting, his eyes were amazed.

    Painting is not as chic as in film and television works. A painting often takes days or dozens of days to create. The painter is soaked in various colors of paint, and his face is gray. Most of the painters laugh at themselves, which is not much better than moving bricks on the construction site.

    Looking at Qi Yuyu's painting is like a kind of enjoyment. He has a calm expression and a calm demeanor.

    What shocked Yue Hong the most was the emotional appeal in Qi Yuyu's paintings.