My place is on fire

Chapter 304 20 A Painting!
After hearing Wang Lianjun's words, everyone stepped forward to watch.

"It's really a thread! This painting is too real, even such a small thread is drawn! It feels more real than the photo!"

"It's amazing, it's amazing, a small thread can draw a fake one, it's amazing!"

"Isn't this the legendary surreal painting?"

"It took ten minutes to draw such a detailed work, it's amazing."

"This... I take back what I said before, the painters on BL station are obviously far behind the one just now."

The young man who questioned Luo Rongning before saw clearly that the defect he was referring to turned out to be a "thread", and was completely convinced.

"Ahem..." The proprietress kindly reminded, "Just now that one was also painting at the BL station."

The young man was surprised: "What! A master of this level is still painting at the BL station? What is his name at the BL station?"

"King of Black Dragon Mountain, if you pay attention now, you will be an old fan in two days."

The proprietress won a painting by Luo Yuning, and she doesn't mind helping him promote it.

"I'll just pay attention to this wave!" After seeing Luo Rongning's power, the young man instantly became a fan, and took out his mobile phone to search and follow him on the spot.

"What is BL station?"

"Yeah, what are you talking about? Is it a professional painting website?"

The elder brothers next to me are old, so it's not surprising that they haven't heard of a website like BL Station where young people get together.

"The full name of the BL station is Bilibili. It is a website that focuses on medium and long videos. If you are interested, you can download one. We have free wifi in our store."

The proprietress was in a good mood, and took advantage of the opportunity to place a wave of advertisements for the BL station, attracting a few new users.

"Okay, okay, let's pay attention to the one just now at the next BL station. It's really not easy for us in Shishi to produce such a talent."

"That's right! Maybe this one day will become a big celebrity in our stone city!"

The elder brothers were very optimistic about Luo Rongning's future, so they took out their mobile phones on the spot, downloaded the BL station, followed a wave, and became Luo Rongning's new fans.

After paying attention to Luo Rongning, the elder brothers checked out and left, doing what they should do.

Wang Lianjun was not interested in topics such as the BL station discussed by everyone, and devoted himself to the appreciation of the paintings, for fear of missing any details.

The proprietress didn't bother him when she saw that he was paying attention.

Wang Lianjun stared at it for five or six minutes in a state of concentration, then suddenly turned around and asked the proprietress standing next to her: "Madam proprietress, who is this girl in the painting?"

"It's my daughter." The proprietress didn't know why Wang Lianjun asked this, but she still told the truth.

Wang Lianjun pointed to a small dot on the girl's elbow in the painting and asked, "Does your daughter have a heart-shaped mole on her elbow?"

"Ah! I even painted this one! Let me see!" The proprietress was shocked when she heard Wang Lianjun's words, and hurried to the painting to examine it carefully.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! It's amazing, even this kind of detail is drawn!"

"My niece does have a mole of this shape on her elbow, it's exactly the same!"

The proprietress was amazed after seeing it.

"Focus on all kinds of details, this kind of surreal painting style, Professor Guang must like it..."

Wang Lianjun thought for a while, looked up at the proprietress and asked, "Madam proprietress, I want to call Professor Guang from our school and ask him to come over and appreciate this painting, you see..."

"Yes, yes, of course!" The proprietress nodded hurriedly.

The proprietress is a pure layman, she doesn't know how to paint, she's just a noob, so ask someone who knows how to appreciate painting to appreciate it, so she can estimate the value of the painting.

Besides, if you go for an appraisal by yourself, you have to spend money.

There are free ones, so definitely don’t waste that money.

"I'll call Professor Guang right away."

After Wang Lianjun finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found the number of "Men Guang Tongfu" in the address book and dialed it.

After talking on the phone for about 1 minute, Wang Lianjun hung up the phone and told the old version that Professor Guang was already on his way, and it would take about half an hour to come.

The proprietress smiled and agreed: "Okay, okay, no problem, I'll wait."

"This lady boss has earned..."

"Yeah, it's a good deal to exchange such a painting for a meal of mutton soup."

"I'm so lucky to be envious! Let's go, let's go, it's time to go to work."

The few remaining people who eat melons are lying if they say they are not envious, but the melons are almost eaten, and those who are supposed to go to work should check out and go to work.

The young man who questioned Luo Rongning just called the company executive to ask for a leave of absence and stayed.

He was also a little curious about how the old professor at the Academy of Fine Arts would evaluate this painting.

This first scene of witnessing a miracle is much more interesting than going to work.

At 8:27 in the morning, a black Audi A6 parked in the open-air parking space in front of the sheep soup restaurant.

The door of the Audi A6 was opened, and an old man with gray hair and a rosy face came out from the inside.

After Wang Lianjun saw A6 in the room, he hurriedly got up and went out to greet him, and stepped forward to say hello respectfully: "Teacher, you are here!"

The person who came was Guang Tongfu, whom Wang Lianjun had just contacted on the phone.

The old man is 71 years old this year, and he is a senior professor of oil painting re-employed by Shishi Academy of Fine Arts.

Guang Tongfu nodded, and said impatiently, "Xiao Wang, what about the painting you were talking about?"

"Inside, the proprietress has taken it to the back kitchen." Wang Lianjun pointed to the door of the sheep soup restaurant and explained.

"Then let's stop talking nonsense and go to see the work first! If it is really as good as you said, I will dig him to our school no matter what."

While talking, Guang Tongfu turned against the customers, and took Wang Lianjun towards the store in strides. After entering the door, he went straight to the proprietress standing behind the counter.

"Girl, what about your painting, can you show me it?"

Guang Tongfu said what he had to say, without sloppy at all, and went straight to the point. He is 70 years old this year, and it is not offensive to call the proprietress a lady in her 40s.

"Mr. Wang, this is the Professor Guang you just mentioned! Please follow me, both of you!"

Without Wang Lianjun's introduction, the proprietress also guessed Guang Tongfu's identity, hurried out from the counter, and invited the two of them to the small room next to him to look at the paintings.

The young man who questioned Luo Rongning before hurriedly got up and said, "Miss Boss, can you take me to see it together? I like that painting very much."

"This..." The proprietress looked at Professor Guang and Wang Lianjun, looking a little embarrassed.

The young man chatted with her for a while just now, only to find out that the two of them are still fellow villagers, and they even added WeChat to each other.

The fellow wanted to follow to see the paintings, but she was really embarrassed to refuse directly, but she was also worried that Professor Guang would be unhappy if she decided to take the young people to see the paintings.

Guang Tongfu said indifferently: "The painting is the proprietress' painting, you have the final say."

"Then let's go together." Seeing that Guang Tongfu had no objection, the proprietress nodded and agreed to the fellow's request.

"Wait a moment, everyone, I'll go and close the door."

It was already past 8:[-] in the morning, and the customers eating in the store had already left, and it was already past breakfast time, and there would be no one behind.

After the proprietress closed the door of the shop, she hung up a small wooden sign saying "Closed business", and then led a group of three people into a small room in the back kitchen.

The boss who had been working in the back kitchen all morning also took off his apron and joined the "appreciation team" together.

"Good painting! Good skill! Good brushwork!"

After seeing the painting, Guang Tongfu couldn't help his eyes light up, and said three "good" words in a row, very authentically first praise and then look at it.

After praising, Guang Tongfu took out a palm-sized magnifying glass from his pocket, and leaned forward to study it carefully.

While looking at it, he praised, "This color is too correct. Using ordinary pigments to make such a good ink color, I am ashamed of myself when it comes to ink mixing."

After seeing the use of colors on the painting, Guang Tongfu couldn't help admiring.

"The proprietress of this store is too lucky..."

After Wang Lianjun heard Professor Guang Tongfu's evaluation, he looked at the proprietress with envious eyes. The paintings that can be praised by Professor Guang Tongfu are definitely not ordinary.

"The handling of the lines is also master-level! The last time I saw this kind of surreal painting was when I went to WH Academy of Art for exchange and study last year, and I saw Dean Leng Jun's painting."

"It's amazing, it's amazing..."

"It is estimated that some people will believe that it is Leng Jun's work."

Guang Tongfu held a magnifying glass and admired it while looking at it. The more he looked, the more surprised he became, and the more he looked, the more he could feel the author's superb skills.

"Teacher, you mean... the level of the author of this painting can be compared with Dean Leng Jun?"

Wang Lianjun was very surprised when he heard Guang Tongfu's praise.

As a full-time university art teacher who teaches painting, Wang Lianjun naturally knows Leng Jun's name, just like all singers who make music know Jay Chou.

In the domestic oil painting circle, Leng Jun can be regarded as a special case.

He was not born in one of the "Eight Great Academy of Fine Arts". In 1984, he graduated from the Sports Art Department of Hankou Branch of WH Teachers College.

In order to become a unique leader among young and middle-aged oil painters in China, in addition to the teacher's teaching, Leng Jun relied more on his diligent self-study and persistence in the creation of realistic oil paintings.

His works have won the Gold Award of the Ninth National Art Exhibition, the Excellence Award of the Tenth National Art Exhibition, etc., and have won numerous awards.

Standing in front of Leng Jun's works, even a person who doesn't understand oil painting at all can feel a thrilling power.

Through layers of oil paint, what he brings to people is silence, coldness and profundity.

"Yes, Xiao Wang..."

While watching carefully with a magnifying glass, Guang Tongfu said, "If you hadn't told me in advance that it was drawn by a young man on the phone, I would believe it even if you said it was drawn by Dean Leng Jun himself."

"This..." Wang Lianjun was so surprised when he heard that Guang Tongfu compared Luo Rongning's works with Leng Jun's works, he didn't know what to say.

The young man who questioned Luo Yuning's painting skills before was also very surprised: "Professor Guang, are you talking about that Dean Leng Jun who sells a painting at a high price of 6000 million?"

Guang Tongfu nodded and said, "Yes, among contemporary young painters, only his paintings can be sold at this price."

"What the hell? A painting sold for... 6000 million?"

After hearing the young man's words, the boss and the proprietress became restless for a moment.

Not to mention 6000 million, even if a 0 is removed, both of them can wake up laughing in their dreams when they sell for 600 million.

Even if the sale is less than 600 million, 60, or even 6 is still a profitable business.

Guang Tongfu finally said: "The value of money is only an add-on, and the artistic value is the greatest value of this work."

The boss and the proprietress don't think so.

Although this painting was originally painted for their daughter, if someone really paid for the painting and the price was high, the two of them would not mind reselling it.

As ordinary people, they are more willing to pursue material life and work hard to make money to make their lives better.

As for the pursuit of art, it is far from ordinary people, and it is not something ordinary people can afford and have fun with.

For them, the monetary value of a painting far exceeds its artistic value.

Luo Yuning only took about 10 minutes to paint this painting, but Guang Tongfu looked at it with a magnifying glass for more than an hour, during which time he was full of praise.

"Boss, are you selling this painting?" Guang Tongfu liked it more and more, and was going to buy it back and study it carefully.

The proprietress didn't expect that there would be customers wanting to buy paintings so soon, and she was overjoyed.

Guang Tongfu just looked at the painting for more than an hour, and he almost wrote "like" on his face. If he likes it so much, he is definitely willing to bid.

The boss' Adam's apple twitched, swallowed, and asked Guang Tongfu, "If you sell it, how much can you give, professor?"

"Although your painting is of high quality, its author is not well-known..."

What did Guang Tongfu say? He talked for more than three minutes, and gave the boss and his wife some basic knowledge of the oil painting market.

Finally, he said: "I can give you 20 yuan. Of course, if you feel that you are losing money, you can also take the painting to the market and inquire about it to see if there is any higher bid than mine."

"20...20?" The boss and his wife were moved after hearing Guang Tongfu's quotation.

20 is not a small amount of money for the two of them.

An ordinary worker in Shishi City with a salary of around 4000 would have to save such a large sum of money for six or seven years.

Of course, this is only in theory.

The actual situation is that after six or seven years, many migrant workers are getting old, but their savings are still not much.

When Luo Yuning painted this painting, it only took about 10 minutes before and after. It seems that it is not a masterpiece of distraction.

Moreover, this painting is easy to come by, such a painting can be replaced with a meal of mutton soup.

Therefore, the boss and the proprietress are very excited about the price offered by Guangtongfu!
The two went outside to discuss for ten minutes, and finally agreed to sell the "Unknown Painting" by Luo Rongning for 20 yuan.

A meal of mutton soup was exchanged for 20 yuan. This transaction is definitely a bloody profit.

As for whether this painting will increase in value in the future...

It's possible, but unlikely.

Moreover, as Guang Tongfu said, the preservation of oil paintings is also a very troublesome matter.

If it is not well preserved, let alone 20 yuan, it will not even be worth 20 yuan.

To hedge against the possibility of appreciation and depreciation, the 20 cash in hand is the most cost-effective.

(End of this chapter)