The president was forced to marry his son?

Xia Yinuo worried about money.

Saving money from salary?Yinuo shook his head, relying on part-time jobs to save money?Yinuo shook his head, although part-time design can make money, but it comes slowly!
What else can make money?
Xia Yinuo thought about it all night but couldn't figure it out.

On Monday, Yinuo could only cheer up and go to work.

Zhang Qin chattered about Xiaoxianrou, and Xiaoya's Guliang was particularly interested, and she and Zhang Qin were congenial.Xiao Zhang always plays games with his mobile phone when he has nothing to do.Yu Lan would occasionally talk about clothes and flowers with Xia Yinuo.

Yu Lan found that although Xia Yinuo didn't talk much, she would not be cold when talking about any topic.

"Yesterday, my husband and I went to the art museum. This issue is a meticulous painting exhibition, flowers and birds, the paintings are lifelike. You should go and see them when you have time, to cultivate your sentiment!" Yu Lan suggested to Xia Yinuo.

Yu Lan is different from Zhang Qin.

Zhang Qin likes to talk about her parents and gossip about celebrities, while Yu Lan pays attention to fashion, art and life.

"Meticulous painting! Who are the masters? Are there paintings by Feng Dazhong, Lu Fang, and Zhou Yansheng? Or are they the new generation of painters?"

Feng Dazhong's paintings are basically invisible now, and there should be no paintings by him.Yinuo thought, but if it is a painting of the new generation, he can also go and observe it.Although the brushwork of the new generation is not so skilled, their paintings often have new ideas.People of all ages, young and old, can actually look at the paintings. Experts can see the way, and laymen can also enjoy watching.Besides, when painting this artwork, everyone has different aesthetics.

Some time ago, an art exhibition called "SHega" was held in a gallery in London.The art exhibition was organized by an Internet celebrity blogger named Taz. The paintings in it were drawn by herself, her family, friends, and friends of friends.The exhibition attracted 262 people to watch.In the end, eight paintings were sold.Facts have proved: Ordinary people can also create good works, as long as they can impress people, some people will be willing to pay for it.

If a painting can move people, if a painting can resonate with you, then that painting is good for you.

"Most of the newcomers, only Zhang Lin has heard of them, and they are quite famous." Yu Lan recalled.

"Zhang Lin, a native of Anshan, Liaoning, a member of the Chinese Artists Association, studied under Professor He Jiaying, and specializes in meticulous figure painting. Zhang Lin, who is now under the tutelage of Professor Yin Canghai?" Xia Yinuo asked.

Yu Lan was a little surprised, she said it casually, but Xia Yinuo knew better than herself.

Yu Lan nodded with a smile: "Yeah! What? You know her too?"

Although I don't paint anymore, I always see and hear things about the painting world inadvertently.This is probably because I like drawing too much!
Xia Yinuo flashed by in a daze, and explained to Yu Lan with a smile: "I've heard of it, and I've seen her paintings before. I think her paintings are very beautiful."

"The girl on display this time is really pretty. I am also a layman, so I only know how beautiful it is, so I can't tell how beautiful it is. Go and see it when you have time." Yu Lan praised.

"En!" Xia Yinuo smiled and nodded.

Exhibition!Haven't seen it for a few years!Since when?It started with breaking up with Ji Minghua!
Why did I abandon my hobbies for him!And lost for so many years.

For such a person, now that I think about it, it's really not worth it.

"For a well-known painter, a painting can sell for a lot of money! I heard that Zhao Zhongxiang's calligraphy can sell for thousands of yuan!"

Xia Yinuo nodded in agreement: "You have to be famous. If you are not famous, you can't sell it."

Yu Lan: "Most people buy it for the sake of fame, and not many people really understand painting. Many people just watch it for fun and look good."

"Just look good. Hehe! It's pleasing to the eye." Xia Yinuo laughed.

"Yes. Pleasing to the eye!"

Yu Lan and Xia Yinuo looked at each other and smiled.

Zhang Qin and Xiaoya on the other side also laughed without knowing what they were talking about.

……

After getting off work, Yinuo stood on the subway and looked out the window at the rapidly receding platform. People and buildings became blurred lines, very much like an abstract painting.

Xia Yinuo didn't understand abstract painting very well, nor did he understand it.Xia Yinuo is only good at traditional Chinese painting, and also knows how to do fine brushwork.

I wonder how Mr. Li is doing now?I'm afraid I'm too disappointed.And Dean Zhang.The first painting was sold by Dean Zhang for 3000 yuan.Xia Yinuo remembered that she was very happy to come here.Withdrawing the money by himself, like a thief, carefully put it in the bag, holding the bag tightly, and did not let go from the bank all the way home.When I got home, I immediately took out 3000 yuan and proudly handed it to my grandma.Grandma smiled very gratified that time.

Later, I also sold a few paintings, and the prices of the paintings became higher and higher.The cost of the university is all the money from selling paintings, and later, the money for grandma’s medical treatment, marriage and house purchase is all the money saved by painting.Otherwise, if you just graduated and joined the company, how much money can you save with the money you took at that time, excluding food and expenses.

painting?
Do you want to draw again?
Xia Yinuo thought about this question, thought about it all the way, and almost missed the stop.

After three days, Yinuo bought drawing tools from the Internet.

The next day, things arrived one after another.

Good painting tools are not cheap.If you want to draw a good painting, you can't just have a painter. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone must be the best.

Yinuo looked at the money spent and felt distressed.

It's okay, the money should be earned back.Yinuo encouraged himself.

"It's been a while since I've seen you draw." Grandma was a little surprised as she watched Yinuo unpack the express box and take out the paint inside.

Not a good time, but a good many years.Yinuo secretly corrected it in her heart.

After graduating from university, I left my grandmother to work and live alone.Grandma didn't know, Yinuo gave up painting.

"Well! It's been a long time. I don't know, can I still draw it?"

Yinuo took apart the paints, took them out one by one, looked at them, and sorted them out.

"Just practice. You can forget it." Grandma made a cup of complementary food for Yue Yue and shook it evenly. 
"Well! Practice your hands first." Yinuo raised his head and smiled at grandma.

"I'm going to feed Yueyue, if you don't feed her, this little girl should be called." Grandma took the bottle and left.

Looking at the pile of paint, Yinuo paused for a moment to pack the things, and quickly packed them up again.

……

"Stop painting, and take a rest. You need to be active. It's not good for your health to be in front of a canvas all day." Grandma's voice sounded again.

"Hey! That's good." Yinuo agreed, and continued to draw, trying to finish the painting.

After all, I haven't painted for many years, my hands are rusty, and I even feel that my posture of holding the pen is wrong.

Seeing Yinuo lowering his head and answering himself while drawing, grandma shook her head, which is how Yinuo painted.He promised well with his mouth, but his hands didn't stop.

Grandma sighed: "You have loved drawing since you were a child, and you should have been taught to draw at that time."

When I was young, my grandmother enrolled Yinuo in painting classes for two years. The teacher often praised Yinuo for his talent. Every time, no matter whether he participated in school competitions, city competitions, or provincial competitions, Yinuo always won the first prize. .

Later, the family's money was stretched, so Yinuo's painting lessons were stopped.Yinuo painted at home by himself.I had no money to buy books, so I went to the bookstore to read by myself.

Later, I got to know a painting teacher Li from a middle school in the community. Teacher Li enthusiastically taught me for a couple of years.

Teacher Li's son got married, so Teacher Li went to his son's side.Yinuo became a person again, learning and painting by himself.Later, I heard that I learned painting from another teacher.

After graduating from university, I don’t know why I didn’t paint again, for several years, right?All the drawing tools were put away and never taken out.

Grandma actually knew.

At that time, Yinuo is so happy!
"Grandma, my paintings can be sold for money. A lot of money!"

Grandma still vaguely remembers the little face full of smiles.

Later, I don't know how much she sold it for, and I saved it for her at first, but later, I let Yinuo keep the money by herself.I don't know how much money I saved, but at that time, when I was sick, Yi Nuo took a lot of money.

And ah!Marriage, I didn't ask me to worry about anything.

A painting of a three-foot fighting square took one day to complete.This technology is unfamiliar to which melon grasping country.Yinuo looked at the painting and shook his head, then nodded again.Although it takes a long time to paint, the painting is not bad.There is nothing wrong with it, you can watch it.

"Grandma, how is my drawing?" Yinuo took the painting to grandma and begged for praise.

The scene of grandma looking at Yinuo running over with the painting seems to have returned to the past.In the past, Yinuo was like this. Every time he finished a painting, he would show it to grandma.Where does grandma know how to paint, grandma always praises Yinuo, "It's beautiful, Yinuo's paintings are really beautiful.".Grandma really thinks it looks good!Although, grandma is not a professional person.

"It looks good, it looks good!" Grandma wiped her hands, took the painting, and looked at it carefully.

"It looks good to me!" Yinuo said happily and proudly.

The wrinkles on grandma's face became creases when she laughed.

"After the painting is framed, how about hanging it here?" Yinuo pointed to the wall behind the dining table.

Grandma turned around and took a look: "It's good to hang here. It would be great if there was another picture like this. This one is a bit small."

Grandma really didn't hesitate to ask questions at all.

The size of the three-foot square is indeed a bit small. This painting is Yinuo's test water, so Yinuo chose a small size to avoid unsatisfactory drawing, wasting time and materials.

There are two paintings of the same size hanging on this wall, one high and the other low, which is quite charming when I think about it.

Therefore, Yinuo replied: "Grandma is right, I will draw another picture tomorrow, and then we will frame it together."

"Hurry up and eat! The dishes are getting cold, and when you start painting, you won't be able to care about anything else..."

Yinuo put away the painting, tidied up the scattered paint,...

"Hey! Come here!"

Yinuo's cheerful answer came from the small room.

……

"Tao Chuxue is back." Ding Shuai sent a message.

Chen Yang stared at the phone for a long time.

I haven't seen this name for a long time. After many years, it suddenly appeared in front of my eyes again, which made Chen Yang unable to recover...