I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

Gu Fengyao tapped his fingertips lightly and made a knocking sound.

He looked around and had a panoramic view of the company's top management: "I will personally arrange the company's joint art exhibition competition. Do you have anything else to say?"

All the people below looked at each other and looked at the man in the middle. Although the competition for this art exhibition was grand, Gu’s technology had already been stabilized. You only need to order your subordinates to do such a thing. Gu Fengyao suddenly took over, which is a bit overkill and against the rules.

Gu Fengyao couldn't bear such dullness, he raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Who has any objection?"

Everyone regained their senses, and then there was sparse applause in the meeting room, and the matter was finalized.

End of the meeting.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the huge conference room, and the assistant Zhang Lin sorted out the documents: "President, the restaurant has been booked, double room. Also, Madam called you through the president's office at noon and asked you to go home at night Have a meal."

Gu Fengyao looked down at the flickering phone screen.

The Nutcracker: [I have something to do at noon, so I can't go. ]

Followed by a white kitten emoji package, lying on the ground with its long tail raised and waving lazily.

Gu Fengyao glanced at it, and the scene in the morning appeared in front of his eyes. The kitten looked like someone, making him unconsciously tighten his lips, but his frowning brows relaxed slightly, playing hard to get?In Gu Fengyao's eyes, such a crude method is really not worth mentioning.

He replied with [um] as an answer.

Putting away the mobile phone, Gu Fengyao said in a deep voice: "Zhang Lin, the box is back."

Mirror Canteen.

Ruan Jiaming took a plate of stir-fried seasonal vegetables and found a place with the most air-conditioning, and greeted Gu Qianhuan after sitting down: "Huanhuan, I'm here."

Gu Qianhuan quickened her pace, fearing that if he was a little later, the whole cafeteria would hear her name.

Ruan Jiaming is not a person who hides things. He couldn't help but mention the game during the meal: "20:1, this ratio is too cruel. There are so many people competing fiercely, so I won't take it upon myself."

"Huanhuan, are you going to participate? Go ahead, you can do it if you draw well! I heard that the reward is a full 100 million."

Gu Qianhuan didn't raise her head: "Yes."

Ruan Jiaming was so perfunctory that he couldn't stand it: "That's 100 million, you don't want to fight? The paint money for four years of college is more than enough."

Ruan Jiaming's words are not bragging. Compared with his barely passable works, Gu Qianhuan's paintings are very popular with professors. Ruan Jiaming envied him. After watching Gu Qianhuan's paintings in person, he realized what a world of difference it is.

Back to the topic, Gu Qianhuan was a little funny when he heard him say this: "I will think about what you said, there is still some time before the competition in the department, what's the rush."

He knew what Ruan Jiaming was talking about. The chopsticks picked up the green vegetables, and his poor people were deeply rooted in the hearts of college students, and they could not fall down.

After eating, Gu Qianhuan came to the classroom. As the class was approaching, there were many people around the professor. He was pointing out to his classmates. The classroom was full of students preparing to compete. When he saw Gu Qianhuan, his eyes lit up immediately.

Concerned about the students in front of him, Professor Li told the other party: "You should strengthen it here. The color tone should fit the theme, be harmonious, and be detailed carefully. Don't smudge the picture. Keep it up. It's good."

"Okay, thank you teacher." Xu Nan's breath was short of breath, and Li Yun's teaching was strict, which was considered a very high evaluation for him.

Xu Nansheng was overjoyed, thinking about what else to say, Professor Li had already left him, and walked towards Gu Qianhuan.

His attitude is unconcealable eagerness, which is eye-catching: "Student Qian Huan, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask the teacher."

Gu Qianhuan smiled gently: "I see, thank you teacher."

He sat back in his seat and turned his head to see that Ruan Jiaming had opened his easel at some point and was seven or eight meters away from him.Who doesn't know that the place where Gu Qianhuan is present is the treasured land of geomantic omen that attracts the teacher.

Ruan Jiaming didn't intend to participate in the competition, so he took a paintbrush to smear casually, and it didn't take long for the paintbrush in his hand to become a mobile phone.

He puts on his headphones and concentrates on the game.

Xu Nansheng looked at Gu Qianhuan, there was only a snow-white canvas on his easel, and the paint was neatly cleaned up, he really didn't look like a student of the oil painting department, even his clothes were clean white.

No art student knows how easily paint stains clothes.

Compared with the colorful palettes of others, he is the only one who is as clean as spring and snow.

Even the professor favored him.

Thinking of this, Xu Nansheng clenched his fingers tightly, and the clinker became heavier, and the gray-blue paint that had not been mixed under the pen left a very dazzling mark on the canvas, and the clear sea surface was instantly dirty.

So deep and so heavy.

His painting is ruined.

Xu Nan's head buzzed, but at this moment, Professor Li's voice came into his eardrums, and his heart suddenly clenched.

Li Yun is an old professor who retired from Jing University. He has excellent painting skills and enjoys a high reputation in the world. He has always said something. He stood in front of Gu Qianhuan and said directly: "You have to participate in this competition."

The professor could only say bluntly how optimistic he was about Gu Qianhuan.

At the same moment, many people stopped their brushes and listened.

Gu Qianhuan blinked his eyes lightly, and he was extraordinarily calm. He raised his hand, and the first light tone of blue fell on the canvas: "Thank you teacher for your kindness, I will participate."

The professor looked at his proficient brushwork and strength. This touch of color is clear and moist, with a strong personal style, which has even surpassed some Jingda teachers.

He knew that Gu Qianhuan was an exchange student and grew up abroad, but this kind of painting didn't look like an unknown person.

Li Yun thought for a moment, but still couldn't find a suitable partner.

Looking up again, the white canvas has been filled with blues, a strong and almost dazzling dark blue leaps into the eyes, jumping off like an ugly scar, Gu Qianhuan brushes down a thin layer of dark blue, the edge transition is conspicuous and strong, in a blink of an eye, The clear sky was painted by him as a deep seabed, and a sense of oppression came over his face.

He painted very fast, just a few large color blocks spliced ​​together, and the biting cold has already rushed into the pores.

From the softness at the beginning to the madness in front of him, the professor clenched his teeth, every pore was amazed, and his breath was wrapped in coldness. This depressive style of painting made him inexplicably familiar.

Blindsight——a new generation of painters who suddenly disappeared from the auction house three months ago. His works are crazy, distorted, and often filled with unreasonable gloom and darkness. world.

But compared to his extreme and crazy, Gu Qianhuan is obviously more restrained, softer, less angular and special.

Li Yun sank all his thoughts, reluctant to miss half a point.

Ruan Jiaming called when the phone's battery was more than half, guessing that the get out of class should be over soon, he raised his sour eyes and was startled.

The professor was still standing there until the bell rang for the end of class. He saw Gu Qianhuan's painting - the deep blue seabed, the ravines with vertical and horizontal ravines and strong shadows, the rolling waves on the sea surface as bright as ice crystals, and the gap where the sea surface meets the abyss. A few strands of golden broken light came out, this little vitality was not half hopeful, but brought people a deeper layer of despair, because it floated in the shallow layer and could never reach the deepest bottom of the sea.

I am!

Ruan Jiaming had goose bumps all over his body and his scalp was numb. He was trembling while holding the phone, not daring to approach it.

At this moment, Xu Nansheng stood up suddenly: "Teacher, can you help me look at the painting?"

He didn't hear any voice from the professor during the class, that's right, what could Gu Qianhuan draw in just two hours.

He is different.

Xu Nansheng raised the corner of his mouth, confident.

Because of his family relationship, he knew about the exhibition as early as five days ago. He started to conceive this painting early on, and even borrowed some works of famous masters, and blended them into his own works implicitly. The crisis just now stimulated his creative potential , That stain was also removed by him.

Coincidentally, Xu Nansheng also depicted the sea.

The turbulent sea surface, the winding coast, the bright light shining on the reef, the glass-colored sea water bursting instantly, the splashing waves are like large crystals, the passionate and warm light is beautiful and perfect, and the golden light is rippling on the sea surface, already faintly I can see some charm.

"That's right." Li Yun frowned slightly: "But here, the sea surface transfer is too dense, try to be as clear as possible."

that's it?

Xu Nansheng had a strong psychological gap. He was confident that he would be able to defeat Gu Qianhuan this time, and adjusted his mentality. He looked at Gu Qianhuan and pointed out: "Teacher, who do you think is the best among us?"

get out of class was over, but no one left the classroom.

Ruan Jiaming rolled his eyes when he heard this, who doesn't know what you mean, usually Qian Huan is praised, you, the second child of ten thousand years, finally couldn't help it, Lao Yinbi!

Gu Qianhuan lowered her head, not caring about the tense atmosphere at all, she lightly swiped the screen with her fingertips, her bright red lips were pursed lightly, and the corners of her lips curled into a curve.

His eyes fell on the screen.

Gu Qianhuan: [I know, Mr. Gu~]

Followed by an emoticon pack, it is a kitten who keeps spitting out a string of little red hearts.No one noticed this little episode.

Li Yun had a lot of experience and frowned at Xu Nansheng.

If Xu Nansheng had seen Gu Qianhuan's painting, he would definitely not say that, but the problem is that he is too arrogant, thinking that with this painting, he would be sure to be sure, so he dismissed it at all.

Xu Nansheng pointed to his painting and said, "Teacher, look—"

Li Yun didn't seem to understand his hint, and said firmly: "It should be Gu Qianhuan. His picture processing method is very clean, and his personal skills are very mature. Leaving aside his picture emotions for now, this painting is very well handled. Delicate, it can be regarded as typical.”

The smile on Xu Nansheng's face just floated up, and then froze in an instant. The smile and astonishment were mixed together, which was extremely ridiculous: "Teacher, did you say something wrong?"

It should be me, my work is the best.

A few followers beside Xu Nansheng saw that he couldn't hold his face, and they all said, "Yes, I think Brother Xu's paintings are the best."

"Teacher, how many things can Gu Qianhuan draw after two hours of painting? Let's see again."

Li Yun passed the student who was talking and pointed at Xu Nansheng. He knew that the other party was the real problem. Before Gu Qianhuan came, Xu Nansheng was really good.

It is impossible for him to say that Xu Nansheng's works are better than Gu Qianhuan's works against his conscience. This is a leapfrog!

"Xu Nansheng, you draw well, but Gu Qianhuan, have you seen his paintings? You can tell after you finish."