Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 123 Straight Man Recurrence

Hearing Zhang Junping's words, Liu Zhengwen was startled, and then he solemnly clasped his fists at Zhang Junping, "Ping'er, thank you for your kindness, brother, you are always in my heart."

The exhibition of young painters' works in Jiguge Tea Garden is not something that anyone can participate in if they want to.

The minimum threshold is to have won awards in some art exhibitions or youth painting competitions.

Then there is the recommendation of masters.

Liu Zhengwen doesn't have these two, and now Zhang Junping is willing to take his paintings to participate in the exhibition, which is equivalent to providing him with a way to get promoted.

"Damn, it's hard to thank you for making you sour, but why don't you thank me?

Or you can kneel down and knock one! "Zhang Junping flirted with Liu Zhengwen.

"Go away, you can't spit out ivory, you little dog, what a good thing, it will taste bad in your mouth." Liu Zhengwen punched Zhang Junping and cursed with a smile.

"Hahaha, who made you sour? There are two brothers in the same world, talking about those things is useless.

If I can bring your paintings to the exhibition, it is because your paintings are really good.

What a wonderful meaning is the red plum as a testimony, and the white head grows old together?
I can tell you that this painting is mine regardless of the final ranking. "

"The paintings are in your hands, but I want to take them back. Can I beat you?" Liu Zhengwen rolled his eyes.

Competing paintings is just a joke. After painting, no one said who painted well or who painted badly.

Everyone has a steelyard in their hearts, and it would be a bit of a shame to say it.

Having nothing to do, Zhang Junping took out the gifts from Ma Weidu, Wang Shuo, Guan Jiaming and others.

I didn't open it yesterday to see what was delivered.

I just have time today, open it and have a look, no matter how valuable it is, it is a favor and will be repaid in the future.

The gifts from Ma Weidu, Wang Shuo and others were really not creative, they were all paintings.

Zhang Junping slowly opened the scroll, and Liu Zhengwen exclaimed beside him: "It's Mr. Xu's painting, Five Horses! Ping'er, lend me this painting for a few days."

What Ma Weidu sent was Xu Beihong's horse, which was okay, not a single horse, but a picture of five horses.

There is a very interesting thing about the horses painted by Xu Beihong, that is, the horses painted by Xu Lao are priced according to the number of horses. In later generations, a horse is worth 800 million, and the eight horses are amazing, 8000 How much.

Of course, the same painting of Eight Horses by Mr. Xu actually has different prices. There are also differences in size, whether it is a meticulous work, and whether there are inscriptions on it.

There are also some copious works that are simply asked for by others and have to be drawn out of face.

These works are of the lowest value.

"Fuck off, you're just learning oil painting, what kind of Chinese painting are you studying? If you want to study, go to a Beijing painting shop and buy it yourself.

There are many horses painted by Mr. Xu there, whether it is a picture of a standing horse, a picture of a galloping horse, a picture of drinking a horse, a picture of two horses, a picture of three steeds, a picture of four horses, a picture of five horses, a picture of six steeds, and even a picture of eight steeds. . "Zhang Junping rejected Liu Zhengwen very simply.

It’s a refusal, but it’s actually a point. If Liu Zhengwen really likes Mr. Xu’s paintings, he really goes to the art shop to buy a few of Mr. Xu’s paintings. After 30 or [-] years, any one of the paintings will be sold for ten thousand dollars. Lying down with a broken leg won't finish the flowers.

"Look at you being stingy, I just borrowed it to study Xu Lao's painting skills.

Don't take it down, I'll buy it myself. "Liu Zhengwen said with contempt.

Liu Zhengwen, who had just earned 50 yuan for the design fee, now has a lot of confidence.

After admiring Mr. Xu's painting of five horses, he put it away carefully, and then took out the painting given by Wang Shuo.

"This is Xu Lao's "Four Happiness Picture"?" Huang Xue looked at the painting just opened and called out in disbelief.

What Wang Shuo sent was also a painting by Xu Beihong and Xu Lao, but it was not a horse, but four magpies, also known as the picture of four happiness.

"Hehe, yes, this is the "Picture of Four Happiness", but it is not Mr. Xu's "Picture of Four Happiness"."

"Impossible, this is definitely Xu Lao's "Four Happiness Picture". I have studied Xu Lao's paintings, and this painting style is Xu Lao's." Huang Xue retorted.

"Hehe, Ms. Huang, Mr. Xu's "Four Happiness Picture" was painted in June 1937. It was presented to Zhang Qun by Mr. Xu to express his admiration for Zhang Qun's literati character when facing the Japanese powers. meaning.

That picture should be in Tai☆☆bei now, and it is still in the hands of Zhang Qun.

Therefore, this "Picture of Four Happinesses" is an imitation, but the imitation is really good, full of old Xu's charm. "

"Then why couldn't it be Mr. Xu who painted the two "Pictures of Four Happiness"?

You know, Mr. Xu painted hundreds of horses, so why can't there be two "Four Happiness Pictures"? "

"Miss Huang, what you said makes sense.

But if you take a closer look at the postscript, the above postscript is to express your admiration for Zhang Qun. What does this mean? "

"Zhang Qun lost the painting, it was picked up by others, and then Wang Shuo bought it by coincidence, and then gave it to you as an opening gift."

"Hahaha!" Zhang Junping laughed out loud at being teased by Huang Xue, "Miss Huang, I absolutely believe that if you write novels, you will definitely become a great writer.

How can there be so many coincidences?Who is Zhang Qun?He is a high-ranking official over there, and he is Jiang's think tank. How could he lose the painting, let alone sell the painting given by his friend, so your reasoning is not valid. "

"Hmph, you're the only one who is good!" Huang Xue snorted, turned her head and ignored Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping was straight to the relapse of his male illness, so he didn't care about Huang Xue's expression at all, and continued to appreciate this "Four Happiness Picture". Judging from the painting skills, it is also a famous work, and judging from the newness of the paper, it should be imitated before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Because after the founding of the People's Republic of China, until the end of the 80s, no one bothered to make such an effort. Those with this skill would never fake or imitate other people's paintings.

In any case, this is all Wang Shuo's intention, and people don't know that it is an imitation.

Others, Ye Jing and Hai Yan also sent paintings by big bosses from Central America, including Wu Zuoren's "A Long Way to Go".

After reading the presents from Ma Weidu and others one by one, he carefully put them away.

These paintings are worthless now, and in 30 or [-] years, any painting here will cost tens of millions.

Even the "Four Happiness Picture" imitated in the Republic of China is still worth a lot if the source can be found.

For example, Zhang Daqian imitated Shi Tao's portrait of a lady, knowing that it was fake, but it could still sell for hundreds of millions.

In the future, when they have something to do, if you write a word with your own handwriting or draw a picture and give it to them, it will be considered as repaying the favor.

Thinking to himself, Zhang Junping took out the gift from Guan Jiaming again.

The gift from Guan Jiaming looked like a box from the outside, but when the outer packaging was opened, there was a lacquer box made of golden nanmu inside.

Regardless of the contents inside, a golden nanmu lacquer box alone is worth a lot of money.

Zhang Junping admired the lacquer box for a while before opening it to reveal the contents inside.

"Hui ink, Cao Sugong's ink ingots?! These Hui inks belong to me, you are not allowed to snatch them from me." Huang Xue snatched the nanmu lacquer box with revenge, and said arrogantly.

"Okay, okay, it's all yours, I don't want a piece of it!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

　Continue to ask for monthly ticket support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)