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"How have you been these few days? I heard that you are living a fulfilling life every day. From the moment you opened your eyes, the appointment for dinner, tea, and coffee has been full for the day, isn't it?" Zheng Boju asked.

"Teacher, you are joking. It's not as exaggerated as you said. I just made a few more friends, but I didn't do anything."

"Snapped!"

Zheng Boju slapped the solid wood coffee table heavily, and angrily said: "Since the game is over, how long have you not drawn or sketched?"

Of course Wang Mo knew what Zheng Boju meant, and also understood his good intentions, but he had reasons to do so.

Wang Mo was silent, he didn't speak for a while, Zheng Boju saw that he was silent, so he continued:

"Look at what you are now. Just a gold medal made you like this? If I knew you were like this at the beginning, I wouldn't accept you no matter what, because what I want is an achievement A very tall apprentice, not an apprentice who wanders around Vanity Fair."

Hearing what Zheng Boju said became more and more outrageous, Wang Mo knew that he had to stop talking.

"Teacher, I haven't changed, and you haven't misjudged the person. I have a reason to do this!"

Seeing that Wang Mo was still sophistrying, Zheng Boju said angrily, "What's the reason? Isn't it just for money!"

"Yes, you are right, it is for money, but I am not for myself, I am for my girlfriend, the girl you met."

Hearing Wang Mo's words, Zheng Boju was stunned for a while before he asked, "Her? What's wrong with her?"

So Wang Mo told Zheng Boju about Xu Hongdou.

Wang Mo came to Hangzhou to ask Chen Nanxing, and after a few days, he finally got clues. Xu Hongdou also told Chen Nanxing what happened in his house.

Chen Nanxing was her best friend, Xu Hongdou didn't need to hide these things from her, but Xu Hongdou only told Chen Nanxing about her sister's accident, and she didn't say anything about Bai's father coming to her.

When Wang Mo knew about this, the first scene that came to mind was Father Bai meeting Xu Hongdou in private.

Although he couldn't guess what they were talking about, he just had a feeling that told him that there should be some relationship between the two.

After Zheng Boju listened, he asked curiously: "You just want a sum of money to help your girlfriend's family company through the difficulties because of her?
But, do you know that your little money is a drop in the bucket. Although I don't know what your girlfriend's family does or how big it is, I think your hundreds of thousands won't be of much help. "

Wang Mo smiled wryly: "Teacher, of course I know, but the people in the gallery I made friends with are not to sell my paintings. My paintings are not up to that level. The paintings I want to sell belong to others."

Zheng Boju asked in surprise, "Oh, whose painting is it?"

"It belongs to Zhao Yong!" Wang Mo said.

"The Zhao Yong of the Yuan Dynasty? The Zhao Yong of Zhao Mengfu's second son?" Zheng Boju stood up in surprise.

Wang Mo nodded.

"How do you have his paintings?"

"It's a long story. In general, I actually picked up the leaks in the past, and I have always treasured them. Now that something happened to Hongdou's family, I like it no matter how much I like it. It has the highest value." Wang Mo smiled wryly.

Zheng Boju sat down again, and murmured: "So, I thought you were obsessed with fame and fortune, so I called you here to wake you up."

"I made the teacher worry."

Zheng Boju waved his hand and said, "You don't need to sell that painting. If you sell works of this kind of famous and famous painters in ancient times, you will lose one piece. They will either be collected by museums or put away by those big collectors. Can you Finding a pair is such a rare opportunity.”

After finishing speaking, he got up and went to the study room to take out a scroll, and said, "You can sell this. Although my handwriting is not considered to be a handed down work, but in recent years, because I have deliberately reduced the number of works published, so now my handwriting is out. The word price is good, and it can also be used in emergencies.”

Wang Mo stood up and declined, "Teacher, I can't take it. How can I sell your work? It's against the rules!"

Zheng Boju pretended to be angry and said: "What are the rules? There are so many rules. What I say is the rule. Why, what I say is not good now?"

Looking at Zheng Boju who insisted, Wang Mo really didn't know why he refused, and he thought of a compromise solution in a hurry.

"Teacher, wait for me, I will come as soon as I go."

Half an hour later, Wang Mo came back out of breath, still holding a box in his hand.

Wang Mo handed both hands to Zheng Boju and said, "Teacher, please accept this. If you don't accept it, I won't accept your kindness either."

Seeing Wang Mo's insistence, there was really no other way in the end, Zheng Boju could only accept it, but he still said: "You child, I can write as many words as I want, it's just a matter of time, but this There is only one painting, why don't you understand this truth!"

"I'll keep it for you for the time being. This thing is still yours. Okay, let's stop standing here and go in to have a look at this painting together. Zhao Yong's paintings are not often seen."

When the two came to the study, Wang Mo assisted Zheng Boju to open the painting. After seeing the authenticity, Zheng Boju sighed: "Sure enough, he is a master of the generation, and he has passed on his father's true biography. Everyone knows that Zhao Yong is best at characters and paintings. Saddle, but I didn't expect his landscape paintings to be so exquisite."

This is a horizontal landscape painting. Zhao Yong was especially good at figures in his life, but it doesn't mean that he is inferior in landscapes, flowers and birds. It's just that he is slightly inferior to his figures, but he is also much better than others.

His father, Zhao Mengfu, is an all-around talent. He basically has no shortcomings in painting. Although he created his own style in calligraphy, other fonts are also outstanding.

And the son he taught, like him, can do everything.

According to legend, Zhao Mengfu wrote half of the Diamond Sutra, and the second half was continued by his second son Zhao Yong. However, people in the world at that time could not tell that it was not written by one person. From this, we can see that Zhao Yong's calligraphy achievements.

They rolled up again, and the two came to the living room. Zheng Boju sat down and said: "My suggestion to you is, after the matter of your girlfriend is settled, you will live in Hangzhou, cut off contact with the outside world, calm down, and be patient. Can live alone.

Gome’s art gallery is open to you free of charge, and you can stay as long as you want. I only have one request for you, that is, to copy, to learn the painting methods of the ancients, to remove the dross and absorb the essence. You only need to see more and draw more. You can get out of your own way.

I am best at calligraphy, but your calligraphy is not very good in my opinion now, so you have to practice calligraphy.

I have already chosen the place for you, the forest of steles in Xi'an, that place is the most suitable for you now, when you can copy all the forest of steles there, your calligraphy will definitely be extraordinary. "

In fact, Wang Mo also meant this in his heart, although he would take this opportunity to participate in more competitions like this in the future.

But he participated in the competition more to meet more outstanding painters than for others.

Just like Zheng Boju said, it is not the time for him to enjoy fame and fortune.

Wang Mo left, taking Zheng Boju's painting with him.

After Wang Mo left, Xu Hongdou began to accompany her sister. Although she didn't understand the company's business, she could be her driver when my sister went out to attend dinners?
Xu Hongdou was already pretty, and he had worked in a five-star hotel before, so his smile was very friendly.

When the men in the shopping mall saw such an outstanding Xu Hongdou, they all wanted to get close to her.

At first, Xu Hongmi didn't let her participate in such a dinner party. Although there was no danger, after all, everyone was of the same status, but drinking with those old men made her feel sick, and she felt uncomfortable if she drank too much!

But Xu Hongdou insisted on participating, not to mention, since Xu Hongdou joined, she has actually negotiated several deals, which also relieved the company's already stretched funds.

On this day, Xu Hongdou and her sister had just finished a meal, came out of the restaurant, and sent the guests away.

Xu Hongdou ran to the tree and vomited. She used to have a bad stomach. After Wang Mo's treatment, she was already almost recovered, but drinking and staying up late during this period made her stomach trouble worse.

Xu Hongmi came over and patted her on the back, and said, "I told you a long time ago not to come to these dinner parties, but you just didn't listen.

Now that there are a few orders of business, it can last for a while, so you should take a good rest! "

Xu Hongdou waved his hand back, and said, "No, I just drank too much, and it's much better to spit it out. Besides, how can the family company let you bear the burden alone? I am also a member of the family, and I should do my best." part of the effort."

Xu Hongmi knew the character of her younger sister, as long as she made a decision, ten bulls would not be able to pull her back.

Xu Hongmi stopped persuading her, and at this moment, Xu Hongdou's cell phone rang suddenly, which was a message notification tone.

After Xu Hongdou vomited, she rinsed her mouth, wiped her mouth, and then took out her phone to see who sent the message.

It was a multimedia message sent to her by a stranger, and it was a photo. The person in the photo was Wang Mo, whom she had been thinking about day and night.

In the photo, Wang Mo opened the door of the hotel room. Outside the door stood a person Xu Hongdou knew very well, that is, Bai Shuhua, who had always had unreasonable thoughts about Wang Mo. At this time, the two were head to head in an ambiguous posture. I don't know what to say.

When Xu Hongdou saw this photo, his face changed. He was a little dizzy, but now he is no longer dizzy.

Seeing her staring at the phone, Xu Hongmi was stunned, and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

As he said that, he poked his head over to take a look, but Xu Hongdou immediately locked the screen and said, "It's nothing, it's just a spam message, I was thinking about other things just now?"

Xu Hongmi joked: "Do you miss your lover? Anyway, I've been busy recently. You might as well go to him to relax and relax."