bullets and roses

Gong Yuyang really stayed in the hotel.

However, Luo Muxiao couldn't bear the high price, so he only stayed in a deluxe private room for one night and then changed into a deluxe single room. It will not be uncomfortable.

——Of course, for his usual extravagance, it is indeed a bit uncomfortable.

But Luo Muxiao believes that there is nothing he can't bear - didn't he also go from extravagance to frugality before, didn't he come here anyway?As long as a person is alive, nothing is impossible.

A week after Gong Yuyang lived here, Luo Muxiao sold another painting. This time it was a brand new and unfamiliar account. According to the other party, he accidentally saw his work on the Internet and liked it very much. , so Lai found his account, and tried to private message him that he wanted to buy paintings, but unexpectedly, he actually got in touch.

Luo Muxiao asked for the other party's address and planned to deliver the painting in person.

Gong Yuyang also pestered to be together, but Luo Muxiao couldn't get rid of him.

The guests live on the mountain in the north, which is a villa area, and the people who usually live there are old men and old ladies who have taken care of themselves. Luo Muxiao guessed that his customer was either rich or expensive, but he didn't expect that is a master.

Luo Muxiao even copied his copybooks when he was a child - he is a famous contemporary calligrapher and painter. Although he is a master of calligraphy, he knows a lot of things. At least Luo Muxiao's little scum, he has the right to speak .

Luo Muxiao didn't intend to interrupt, and after handing the painting to the housekeeper, he planned to leave, but he didn't expect the housekeeper to ask: "Are you Mr. Luo?"

"...En." Luo Muxiao nodded, "Yes."

"Our Mr. Liu said that if you came to deliver it in person, let me definitely invite you in."

"Ask me?" Luo Muxiao was frightened.

Although it is a villa area, the decoration of this Mr. Liu Linliu's house is rather ancient. The door is made of dark red, and there is a gold and copper knock lock on it. The housekeeper is wearing a Chinese tunic suit. In an instant, Luo Muxiao felt as if he had time-traveled.

Follow the other party along the path, pass through the lush forest, and finally arrive at the white building. There is a small lake in the small garden. There is a pavilion on the lake. An old man in a light gray Chinese tunic suit is sitting there. Practice calligraphy.

The butler stepped forward and said something, and the man turned his head to look. Unexpectedly, the aura did not make people feel domineering, but was very friendly.

Gong Yuyang wanted to go with him, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

Luo Muxiao also approached the other party with some curiosity.

"Did you draw that painting?" Liu Lin stopped writing, raised his head and looked at him seriously, but he didn't feel impolite - he was really just looking at him.

Luo Muxiao nodded: "Yes."

"It can be seen that you have learned some painting," Liu Lin said with a smile, "It's a pity that you are not good at learning, and you are not proficient in using many techniques."

Luo Muxiao was a little embarrassed——did the old gentleman call himself here to teach him a lesson?

Is it that wide?

Liu Lin paused for a moment before continuing: "I'm a straightforward person, so don't mind too much."

Luo Muxiao thought to himself that he really minded a little, but he still said calmly: "No, Mr. Liu."

Liu Lin smiled and said, "Actually, I just want to ask you—would you like to be my closed disciple?"

Luo Muxiao was frightened.

He didn't slow down for a long time - the first subconscious reaction was, don't it be Gong Yuyang's fault, right?But looking in Gong Yuyang's direction, the other party was blocked there and couldn't come over.

Could it be... Gu Zhubai?

Luo Muxiao paused, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Liu, do you know... Gu Zhubai?"

Liu Lin shook his head: "I don't know."

Only now did Luo Muxiao feel the smell——did he walk away and transport shit into the eyes of this old Mr. Liu?

"Go back and think about it carefully." Liu Lin smiled, "Although you are lacking in skills, it is rare to have aura. I like this aura very much. I am good at being a teacher, but now I can't control myself. , I want to give some pointers, but I'm afraid you think I, an old man, meddle in other people's business."

"Don't think about it." Luo Muxiao immediately made a decision, "I will learn from you."

After he finished speaking, he looked around and saw two cups of tea on the table. He thought that one was prepared for him, so he immediately took the cup closest to him, and knelt down without saying a word: "Master is here. Come on, please be respected by your disciples."

That's how the simple apprentice ceremony became.

Luo Muxiao said: "I'm afraid you'll regret it when you wake up, so I might as well make this decision first, and it won't make you regret it."

Mr. Liu Lin also smiled when he teased him, with smile lines all over his eyes: "You have a good temper."

Luo Muxiao thought to himself that he had never seen himself when he was arrogant.

Well now, that's all ground up.

Luo Muxiao didn't expect that he could send a master by sending a painting. To be honest, he knew that he had reached the sky in one step.

Although he was well-known before, no matter how much he painted, it was difficult to occupy the top spot in this circle.

But if it is Liu Lin's apprentice, it will be different.

As soon as the news got out, he would be different immediately.

Luo Muxiao hasn't learned what it means to be low-key until now. This afternoon, he pestered Liu Lin to ask for a group photo. When Liu Lin took the photo, he was still saying-"You have to draw something famous, otherwise I will be the one who ruined it." Liulin's reputation."

Luo Muxiao agreed repeatedly.

Liu Lin's willingness to take a photo with him also means that he acquiesced in Luo Muxiao's making their relationship public.

Naturally, Luo Muxiao was more respectful than obedient, and quickly posted a Weibo.

Luo Muxiao: After worshiping a master, there will be mountains in the future.

The accompanying picture is a photo with Liu Lin.

Luo Muxiao thought that this matter would attract a lot of attention to him, but he didn't expect it to be on the top of the list—even though it was very late.

Luo Muxiao poked it in and watched for a while before he understood why, it turned out that as early as five years ago, Liu Lin said that he would never accept any apprentices, and there was no movement in the past five years. After becoming an apprentice, it naturally attracted the attention of many people in the circle.

Luo Muxiao's fans increased a lot overnight. Some people thought he was a potential stock and began to order his paintings. Luo Muxiao had just received two paintings when he received a call from Liu Lin.

"You have to endure poverty and loneliness." Liu Lin said very Zenly, "Painting is not for making money. If painting is reduced to a tool for making money, then it will lose its meaning."

Luo Muxiao suddenly felt a little regretful.

——Damn it is still important to make money.

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