Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

The father and daughter left in a hurry, in a sorry state.

Song Qingping sneered, "A typical person doesn't know the pain unless it hits him. With such a father, it's not surprising that Deng Tao has such a character."

Huang Kai said angrily, "My daughter did something wrong. As a father, let's not talk about education. He didn't even apologize and made arrogant excuses. Who is he? Teacher, fortunately, no matter how much he asked others to do it before, you didn't treat Deng Tao." Accept this kind of student, it's not enough to embarrass you."

Song Qingping did not accept Deng Tao at that time. Apart from her average talent, the main reason was that she was too utilitarian in painting. Even if such a person achieves success in painting in the future, it will definitely be temporary and the road will never be easy.

That's why he was not optimistic about Deng Tao from the beginning.

"Okay, teacher, leave them alone. Jiang Yan and I won't have breakfast with you. We both have to go to class."

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's not like I've never been to Kyoto before, I don't need you to accompany me."

After such a delay, it was already half past seven o'clock. Fortunately, Jiang Yan's bicycle was parked at the school gate. He rode so fast that he entered the classroom at five minutes to eight.

......

On the other side, after Deng Tao and her father left the hotel, the father and daughter took a taxi at the door and were silent all the way until they arrived at a gallery with the word "Mu" on it.

After getting off the car, Father Deng turned around and said sternly, "Deng Tao, my words have no effect on you now, right? What did I tell you yesterday? Other people's affairs have nothing to do with us, but what have you done? Xiaoxiao At his age, he was like a shrew in the market, stirring up trouble, and when he was done, he was blocked and talked about in his face on the spot."

Since it can't be done cleanly, then just don't do it, and it will save him from being embarrassed in front of Song Qingping.

Deng Tao lowered her head and remained silent, but her pursed lips showed that she did not think she was wrong and was not convinced by her father's words.

"Aren't you convinced? Okay, this month's pocket money will be halved."

Deng Tao suddenly raised his head, "Why?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I did come out of the hotel when I met them yesterday. That's what I told others. It's none of my business to spread the word about them. You also said that it's something I can't control. Yes, so where did I go wrong?”

It's easy for people to misunderstand when the two of them came out of the hotel together. What's wrong with saying a few words?

What's more, are they really innocent?

"you......"

Father Deng did not expect that she would also use his words to refute him. He raised one hand angrily and wanted to hit her. Deng Tao opened his eyes wide and held his head high stubbornly, not even trying to hide.

However, the expected slap did not sound. Father Deng raised it high and put it down gently. After all, he was unwilling to let go.

"As soon as I come out of the gallery, I will call your classmates one by one at noon and tell them that you saw it wrong yesterday and it was not Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen."

"I don't......"

"Don't you? Deng Tao, haven't you seen it yet? No matter Jiang Yan or Song Jiawen, you can't deal with either of them. There is a ruthlessness in these two people, and what they say can definitely be achieved."

Thinking of what Jiang Yan said, especially the last sentence "Business is very good", my lips turned blue with anger!

Damn, shameless, stinking gangster, how could such a person exist?

"Dad, please think of a way."

Father Deng frowned, "This is Kyoto, do you think it's Yunzhou?"

Deng Tao bit her lip and remained silent, but she still didn't want to call her classmates to explain. What would it look like to take it back after she had already said it?

Then wouldn't her status in the hearts of her classmates become lower?

Father Deng also had a headache. He turned around and saw the door of Master Mu's gallery slowly opening, and said hurriedly, "Let's go to the gallery first, and we'll talk about it later when we come out."

The father and daughter walked toward the gallery along with the flow of people. Someone behind them was whispering, "Go in and pick out Master Mu's daughter's paintings first. We can't afford Master Mu's paintings, but we can always afford her daughter's paintings, right?"

"But I heard it's also in short supply. Almost every painting sold out. Can we grab it?"

"Internal news, Master Mu's assistant just brought five paintings yesterday. I heard that they will all be on sale today. Plus the previous ones, I think I can grab one anyway."

"I hope so. By the way, do you know what her daughter's name is?"

"Mu Jiawen!"

......

The crowd was surging, and the two people who had been talking quietly behind them disappeared in the blink of an eye after entering the door.

Deng Tao looked back and saw that there were other people around him talking about Master Mu's daughter's paintings, but he didn't hear the word "Mu Jiawen" again.

She suspected that she was too nervous because of Song Jiawen's threat, which caused her to have an ear problem and mishear. Then she heard the same two words after the surname "Mu".

how can that be possible?

Shouldn't Master Mu's daughter be named Yu after her husband?

So she must have heard wrong.

"Why are you lingering? Come quickly, there are paintings of Master Mu's daughter for sale over there, let's go take a look."

Deng's father had already reached the front. He turned around and found that Deng Tao had not followed, so he had to stop and wait for her.

"Look at the painting first, and we'll talk about the rest later when we go out."

Deng Tao pursed her lips and said nothing.

Father Deng glanced at her and sighed helplessly in his heart. The older the child is, the harder it is to control him.

The gallery is divided into east and west sides. The east side is larger and houses all Chinese paintings. On the west side hang sketches and calligraphy.

Everything hanging on the left side of the east side is not for sale, only the ones on the right are for sale.

Mu Chenyan did not separate her and Mu Jiawen's paintings. The mother and daughter's paintings were hung together. The price difference was obvious.

On New Year's Day, Mu Jiawen painted a set of twelve zodiac signs to hang in their classroom, which made Professor Li and Tang An eager to make a move, and they are still thinking about that set of paintings to this day.

When Jiang Yan returned to Yunzhou a year ago, Mu Jiawen had nothing to do at home, so she painted another set to hang in the gallery. However, this set is not for sale, so it is hung on the left side of the east side.

As soon as the Deng family and his daughter came in, they heard many people repeatedly asking the staff, "Is this set of zodiac signs really for sale? I'll pay 300,000."

"I'll pay you forty. Can you ask the little girl to draw another set and hang it again?"

The staff member glanced at the middle-aged man who was speaking and asked, "Do you think this is mass production?" Also painted a new set.

She shook her head calmly, "Sorry, this set is really not for sale. If you are interested, you can watch more."

Listen, is this human language? I need to watch it for a while longer. Can I take it away after watching it for a while?

Father Deng said in surprise, "Didn't her daughter say she is not yet twenty years old? Her paintings have sold for 300,000 yuan each?"

Someone next to him heard what he said and turned around and replied, "This is not a picture, but a set of twelve pictures, with twelve zodiac signs. But it is useless to pay 300,000 yuan. Master Mu said that her daughter is still young, so painting The paintings are just a business and hobby, I only sell 20,000 pieces, and I don’t charge a cent more.”

So those who bid are just joining in the fun, and of course they really want to buy it.

Father Deng understood. He tiptoed forward across two rows of people and saw that there was a vacancy. He quickly pulled Deng Tao and squeezed in.

"This monkey's painting is really good, Xiaotao, look at her brushwork. How does it compare with yours?"

They are all children of about the same age. Even though Master Mu’s daughter is highly praised, who doesn’t know the specific reason?

It's not because I have a good mother.

Father Deng could only get a rough idea of ​​traditional Chinese paintings, but he couldn't tell the real details. Just like the twelve zodiac signs in front of him, in his eyes they were not very different from the animals Deng Tao usually drew.

Of course he didn't dare say this here.

He glanced at the other paintings from left to right and felt that they were all similar. He turned to ask Deng Tao, only to find that her eyes were straight and she was looking at a certain place...