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Lin Chen walked over curiously and picked up the painting on the ground.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Luo Xin raised her head and looked at him in disbelief: "You don't think there is any problem?"
Lin Chen shook his head.
In his eyes, this is really a very normal painting.
"Be careful, don't damage it, this is the real thing." Lin Chen said.
Luo Xin had question marks all over her face: "Don't you think it's shameful?"
Lin Chen glanced at her inexplicably: "What is there to be ashamed of? This is art."
"Depicting the beauty of the human body while carefully placing it in a harmonious natural landscape, this painting marks a revolution in artistic conception."
Luo Xin was confused.
She doesn't know how to paint, why tell her this?
"I don't know what art is or isn't. I only know that this painting must never be hung up!" Luo Xin said with her hands on her hips.
"Why?" Lin Chen asked, "I think this is pretty good, didn't you find a good place for it just now?"
"Oh, no, no, no, no!" Luo Xin said, and then snatched the painting from Lin Chen's hand, rolled it up little by little, carefully
"You can collect it, but you can't hang it up! You are not allowed to peek!"
Lin Chen couldn't laugh or cry.
"good."
After a pause, he said again: "How about I also draw a sleeping Luo Xin?"
Luo Xin blushed.
"Hmph! Rogue, pervert!"
"I want to hide this painting, you can't peek!"
Lin Chen looked helpless: "All right, all right! Don't peek!"
Afterwards, Luo Xin took the painting and went upstairs.
She went to the next room and wandered around with the painting in her arms.
Where should I hide it?
hide in¡¡
Luo Xin's eyes lit up, and she hid the painting behind the headboard of the bed.
In the end, she looked at her masterpiece and clapped her hands in satisfaction.
Yes, yes, she is such a clever little ghost!
How could Lin Chen find this place?
After careful inspection twice, Luo Xin went downstairs.
"Where is it hidden?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.
"Hiding in" Luo Xin suddenly paused, "Hmph, I didn't tell you!"
Lin Chen shook his head helplessly.
It's a pity for that good painting.
In his eyes, this is really just a work of art, and he has absolutely no other thoughts.
But since Luo Xin didn't like it, he didn't say anything.
At this time, his mobile phone rang again.
"Who is it?" Luo Xin asked.
She didn't understand, why did someone keep calling Lin Chen every day?
Lin Chen picked up the phone and took a look: "It's Senior Zhao."
"Him?" Luo Xin said, and then rested her chin on her hands: "This phone, father and son, keep calling you?"
Probably because of what happened yesterday.
However, Lin Chen is really interesting.
Although she doesn't know anything about the business world, she can tell that the Zhao family benefited greatly yesterday.
This is of course all because of Lin Chen.
Lin Chen didn't say anything, and directly pressed the answer button.
Zhao Yuanhang's voice soon came from the other end of the phone.
"Lin Chen? Are you free today?"
Lin Chen smiled and said, "I'm free, what's the matter? Are you sober?"
He did remember that Zhao Yuanhang drank a lot last night, so he just got drunk.
I didn't expect to wake up so early today.
Zhao Yuanhang also smiled: "There is still business, how can we not get up early?"
"What's the business?" Lin Chen asked.
"I just remembered that I still lack your housewarming gift. My dad found out about it when I went back last night and scolded me bloody. He asked me to come over and make up for it today."
Lin Chen laughed and said, "Hey, I thought it was something. The housewarming ceremony is unnecessary. If you want to come, come and have fun."
Hearing this, Luo Xin immediately became vigilant.
Zhao Yuanhang, that bastard is still coming?
She suddenly remembered that when they were in the restaurant, the two of them were shoulder to shoulder
This fellow is coming to rob Lin Chen from her again?
Luo Xin stared at the ceiling speechlessly.
She now doubts whether Zhao Yuanhang is crooked.
It's all because Lin Chen is so handsome, now she looks like a rival in love to everyone.
At this time, Zhao Yuanhang said again: "Hey, what you said is wrong, I will pass now, wait for me."
After finishing speaking, before Lin Chen could respond, Zhao Yuanhang hung up the phone.
Lin Chen couldn't laugh or cry holding the phone.
Forget it, let him deliver it.
Soon, Zhao Yuanhang also came over, holding a gift box in his hand.
Lin Chen was also quite helpless.
He really doesn't care about this gift or anything.
Zhao Yuanhang also smiled and said: "Look at me, I came here yesterday with nothing, and even forgot the housewarming gift, so I came here today to make it up for you."
Lin Chen said: "Senior Zhao, you are being polite."
Hearing this, Zhao Yuanhang quickly stopped him: "Don't call me Senior Zhao in the future. I can't bear the word 'senior' now. You should call me by my name, or I will panic."
Lin Chen couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "Okay."
At this time, Luo Xin came up, pointed to the gift box in Zhao Yuanhang's hand and asked, "What is this?"
Hearing this, Zhao Yuanhang immediately opened the gift box in his hand: "You will know after looking at it."
Luo Xin looked intently.
"What is this, ink pad and paper?"
"There is also this jet-black thing, what is it?"
Lin Chen frowned slightly: "This is Longquan ink pad, Li Yangui ink, Dongba paper?"
Luo Xin was confused, looked at Zhao Yuanhang, and then at Lin Chen.
How come there are so many sayings about this inkpad and paper?
There are also those jet-black lumps, are they ink?
Well she's a rough person, she doesn't understand.
Lin Chen smiled: "Your handwriting is really big enough."
"Haha, I can't think of what to give. It just so happened that my dad got these things recently, and I thought that you have good calligraphy, and you are also a master of Chinese painting and oil painting. I think you should like it." Zhao Yuanhang said.
"I have a heart."
These things are indeed the dreams of many calligraphy and painting lovers, but he doesn't feel much.
At this time, Luo Xin came over again: "Who can give me a popular science?"
Lin Chen said lightly: "This is Longquan inkpad, which has a history of more than 300 years. It is well-known in the painting and calligraphy circles and is sought after by many literati."
"The manufacturing process is extremely complicated. Using this ink pad to stamp on calligraphy and painting works, even if you put it in water for three days and three nights, it will not fade. It is also a provincial intangible cultural heritage of our country."
Having said that, Luo Xin's small mouth has opened into an "o" shape.
"Is an ink pad so awesome? What about the paper and ink?"
Lin Chen said again: "The paper is Dongba paper, which is insect-proof and ant-proof, and the front is not rotten. The highest price of this paper is 20,000 yuan per sheet. How can such a stack cost nearly a million?"
"The ink is Li Yangui ink, which is known as the best ink in the world. It has a history of thousands of years. It is said that one catty of pine smoke ink, three taels of pearl powder, one tael of jade chip borneol, plus valuables such as musk and rhino horn can be made. Such a small piece of ink." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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