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Zhang Xiao raised his forehead and said with a smile: "You must be the Miss Wen who called me. This is the first time Mr. Gu recommended someone to me. You are very lucky."

"Our gallery accepts students who are required to have many years of painting experience, and are also extremely demanding in terms of talent."

"That's why our gallery never recruits students to do part-time post-work, but since Mr. Gu recommended you to me, it means that you are very talented in this area, and I can take a gamble."

Wen Qiao didn't know why, and looked at Zhang Xiao with a complicated expression.

The reason why she was able to work in the gallery was because of Gu Moshen's recommendation?

"Mr. Zhang, I think you may have misunderstood something. I used to be a teacher. I really like painting, but it's not a profession. I'm also better at Chinese style ink painting."

Zhang Xiao was surprised. Nowadays, many young people like oil painting, and the ones who like ink painting are generally those famous people in China.

Of course, Wen Qiao's frankness was the most surprising.

"Miss Wen, you have to think about it carefully. All of us here are oil paintings. If you want to learn ink painting, I'm afraid it will backfire."

With a gentle smile on her face, Wen Qiao nodded and replied, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I am here mainly because of work. If I want to learn ink painting, I will learn it by myself."

"That's good, let me show you around here first, and introduce you to an important student by the way, you also know that people who can spend so much time and money on oil painting are either rich or expensive, you understand that No loss."

"Then I will thank Teacher Zhang first."

Following Zhang Xiao's footsteps, Wen Qiao began to understand the gallery as a whole.

The gallery space was bigger than she had imagined.

There are more than 20 rooms alone, which are filled with various oil paintings, and the works are very good.

"I almost forgot, we have very strict requirements for students here, and generally unqualified works are piled up in these rooms, and someone will come to clean them up and dispose of them later."

When Wen Qiao heard this, her eyes widened, and it took a few seconds for her to return to normal.

It seems that she is indeed a frog in a well.

In her opinion, these works are very appreciative, but in the end they are all unqualified works, which will be dealt with later.

Painting is indeed a waste of time and money.

About half an hour later, Zhang Xiao finished introducing the situation here, and also introduced the family backgrounds of several students. Generally speaking, they are rich!

Rich people are not easy to mess with!

After Zhang Xiao explained what Wen Qiao was going to do, he went to work on his own.

Wen Qiao herself was bored, so she found rice paper and ink in a room, and started painting ink paintings by herself.

It is indeed unique to paint ink and wash paintings among the oil paintings.

At this time, an old man in a shabby Tang suit came over and frowned displeasedly when he saw Wen Qiao painting inside.

The students who learn painting here have classrooms, why did this little girl come here?

"What are you doing here?" The old man's deep voice was very majestic, and his eyes were sharper than ordinary people.

Wen Qiao was startled, and quickly stood up straight.

Seeing the old man swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said in a low voice, "Hello, old man, I am an official employee of the gallery today. I am just painting here because I am bored. If there is anything wrong, I will definitely correct it."

"You little girl is very bold... Huh?" The old man seemed to have seen something and walked over quickly.

His eyes were fixed on Wen Qiao's ink painting.

Huaxia's ink and wash paintings pay more attention to charm. This little girl's landscape painting does have some charm, and she is indeed a good seedling.

If you teach and practice more in the future, you may be able to achieve something in this regard.

"You little girl is really interesting. So many students come here to learn oil painting, but you study landscape ink painting by yourself. You really don't fit in with the crowd."

"The old man is really joking. I love some words but I haven't studied them systematically or professionally. This painting was just drawn by me. Of course, it can't be compared with those students."

Wen Qiao knew how much she weighed. There were some similarities between ink painting and oil painting, but the painting style and appreciation were different.

And her three-legged cat's kung fu is not as good as those students who study oil painting.

"Little girl, you don't have to be so nervous. I'm just the sweeping uncle here. You can just call me Uncle Qin. I have the same hobbies as you. I really like ink painting."

"There is a big shortcoming in your painting. You don't describe the plants delicately enough, and it looks abrupt among the mountains. If you make a slight change here, see if it's different."

Qin Zhimo picked up the brush, slightly changed the place he said, and deepened the description of the surrounding mountains. The ink painting of the mountains was instantly different.

Wen Qiao's eyes lit up, and she looked at Qin Zhimo admiringly.

She didn't expect the sweeper here to hide his secrets.

If she can worship this uncle as a teacher, her painting skills will definitely improve further.

"Grandpa Qin, you are too professional. Can I take you as my teacher? I really like ink painting. I started too late. If I learn it by myself, I will definitely not learn anything."

Wen Qiao blinked her eyes, not to mention how sincere she was.

Qin Zhimo looked at Wen Qiao with disgust, but did not refuse.

"Little girl, you have to think clearly about asking me to be your teacher. I'm just a sweeper in the gallery. I'm afraid you won't be able to make you stand out if you follow me. Are you willing?"

"Master, what are you talking about? The main reason I want to learn from you is to improve my painting skills. It doesn't seem to be very important to be able to stand out."

Wen Qiao paused for a few seconds, and continued to add reasons: "What's more, ink painting is an intangible cultural heritage of our country. Learning ink painting is for inheritance and development, and it doesn't have to be famous."

Hearing such an explanation, Qin Zhimo's eyes on Wen Qiao gradually became darker.

This little girl is really interesting.

Many people learn painting to gain fame or have a different title.

This was the first time he had heard such an answer since he was in this industry.

It was beyond his expectation.

"Little girl, based on your reason alone, I have to accept you as my apprentice. Don't worry, old man, I will never let you drink soup if I have a bite of meat." Qin Zhimo also readily agreed.

He also doesn't like the red tape, and he doesn't like those who are hypocritical.

Wen Qiao's personality was to his liking.

"That apprentice, thank you Master!" Wen Qiao's entire expression was visibly excited.

Without waiting for Qin Zhimo to speak, he rushed out suddenly.

When she came back again, she still had a bottle of iced black tea in her hand.

"Master, you usually have to do a teacher's ceremony. We have limited conditions here, so I went to buy this bottle of iced black tea, please accept it with a smile."

The corner of Qin Zhimo's mouth twitched.