After listening carefully to the whole story about Manman, Zhou Yu held the teacup in her hand and said with a hint of confusion: "Actually, your painting was sold at a high price. Wouldn't it be better for you?"

Logically speaking, if a painter's paintings are sold at a high price, it will definitely help to improve the reputation of the painter. What those who engage in art care about most is reputation. Only with reputation can you get money. This is the unspoken rule of an artist.

Manman shook her head: "Cousin, let's not say that I didn't make any profit from it. She may have done this in turn lowered the price of all my paintings now. However, I think the most terrible thing is that my painting does not have the strength at all, but is now raised to this high price. If someone really buys it, on the one hand, if the buyer doesn't understand but has a conscience, I will definitely feel sorry for it. On the other hand, if the buyer is a dark speculator, I'm afraid that when he finds out the tricks. When he blames him, he will definitely not blame Lou Xiangqing, but me. Isn't this adding danger to myself and my family?"

When Zhou Yu listened to her words, she first found it interesting. When she heard Manman's half sentence "If the buyer doesn't understand but has a conscience, I will definitely feel sorry for it." She even felt funny in her heart and sighed that this is really a simple girl's house, and she will sell it. Anyway, it was not yours, and you still care whether the other party was deceived. As a result, when Manman's second half of the sentence "Other side", Zhou Yu listened, her face no longer had a joke, and inadvertently turned into a serious look.

It seemed that Manman's words made sense and were enough to make her believe it. Not only that, she also admired her.

People say that the Lu family's daughter is "super wise and stupid."

Zhou Yu tasted the four words "Great Wisdom is Like Fool". When he looked at Manman, he saw Manman calm and calm, with a kind of calm temperament from the inside to the outside, which was filled with nobility and arrogance that people could not ignore. Zhou Yu smiled: "No wonder your brother loved you like this."

Jun Ye loves his sister and is so fond of her that she is unprecedented, it may have spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Manman was sweating and disbelief: "How did he ever hurt me? He often quarrels with me."

Isn't this called petting?

Zhou Yu couldn't help laughing and laughed: "No one has ever dared to quarrel with your brother. He only allowed you. Isn't he just spoiled you?"

Manman flattened her mouth. Everyone insisted on saying this, she couldn't do anything about it.

Zhou Yu found out her thoughts and thought: She really doesn't understand her brother! The name Jun Ye Jun Ye can't be called anyone. Perhaps, her brother intentionally concealed his nature from her.

"I think the biggest problem with what you said is that from a legal perspective, you are at a disadvantage in this lawsuit." Since they agreed with her, Zhou Yu carefully helped her analyze the case. "After all, the copyright of your painting was signed to your company at that time. Your company transferred it to Lou Xiangqing. These are all in accordance with legal procedures and are protected by law. If you want to get your painting back, it is difficult for you to support you legally."

Manman locked her eyebrows and knew that Zhou Yu was not a blow to her, but to tell the truth to her. In this way, there was no way to do so. Not that she did come up with a lasting method. She had no choice but to take the last move in helplessness, and this method was exactly what Zhou Yu thought of. Zhou Yu sighed for this.

"Manman, I don't know how high your painting price will be. So this matter has certain risks."

"But I want to take a gamble," said Manman. "I think not all buyers are blind, and they can't even tell the difference between good or bad works."

Zhou Yu saw her great confidence from it and smiled: "Okay, next, I will help you with the fire and let Lou Xiangqing draw your drawing earlier."

"Thank you, I'm my cousin." Manman was very grateful.

Jiang Yan heard about his wife being bullied that night, and hurriedly returned home, but found that his wife was lying on the table as if nothing had happened, and was about to start painting.

Since becoming a mother, in order to give the best care of the two babies, Manman has abandoned the restaurant business and has not dared to draw. Occasionally, his hands are itchy, and he just draws with a pencil and practices some basic skills to avoid being unfamiliar.

Now, her loud noise has attracted attention from home and abroad. Commander Lu, Old Man Lu, and Secretary Yao all came home after hearing the wind and looked for Manman to paint. At some point, Manman's painting has become a rare and precious enjoyment for many people.

Seeing Manman first made a long painting board, it seemed that the new painting was quite large. Manman didn’t have many large-scale paintings, because it would take tens of energy. According to everyone’s recollection, among the paintings she created so far, only Nuwa has the largest scale. Today, the mature silk spread out by Manman is at least half a meter longer than Nuwa. Not only that, it is the first time that everyone has seen Manman use silk to make canvas.

"Professional is professional." Mrs. Yao looked at the piles of paints prepared by Manman and rows of paintbrushes that were like an army, and were all intimidated.

The things prepared by Manman have filled the living room, which shows how spectacular the things are. The carefully prepared preliminary work is enough to show Manman's ambitions.

Everyone was surprised that Manman, who had already planned to stop in the painter world, suddenly wanted to make a big move?

"Who do you think she wants to give this painting to?" Mrs. Yao asked in her ear.

Manman now does not rely on painting to make a living. She only draws for entertainment, and she has no time to draw because of her busy care for children. She often takes action due to rigid needs. For example, someone’s birthday is about to give her birthday gifts. Since the other party asked her to paint, she had to make one. However, even so, looking at Manman’s actions today, I don’t know who can have such a face that can make Manman spend so much energy. It is simply unprecedented.

Not only Mrs. Lu, everyone secretly jealous of the person who could receive this painting, thinking: Who is so blessed to get Manman's love?

Old Man Lu couldn't help saying anything, so he walked to his granddaughter and asked, "Nannan, what is your use for this painting? Are you hanging it in your restaurant to promote it?"

"No, take it to auction." Manman could not guess what everyone was thinking. When the old man asked, she answered casually, without minding at all.

When everyone saw her fluent answer, they didn't look like lying at all, and they looked at each other in all directions.

"I said, Nannan, why did you suddenly want to sell paintings?" Commander Lu couldn't help but speak, and excitedly answered the old man and asked. Logically speaking, my daughter made so much money in the restaurant now, so she should be enough to spend. She didn't need to sell paintings to fill the household income. Could it be that something happened in the middle?

"It's nothing, I just suddenly wonder where my artistic attainments have gone. Is it a step backwards or better than before. If you want to compare it truly once, wouldn't it be best to use your own paintings to be identified in the auction hall?" Manman still reserved this, so as not to be known about her and Zhou Yu's plan.

She wanted to take her own money and finally take a picture of her own painting at the auction at the highest price to suppress her old painting that was raised by Lou Xiangqing in an inflated manner. Therefore, whether it is price or strength, she had to overwhelm Lou Xiangqing unconditionally, so that Lou Xiangqing could no longer use similar methods. This is Manman's ultimate goal.

Didn’t Lou Xiangqing say that her old work has a combination of Chinese and Western painting methods? Indeed, there are many young Chinese painters now developing this approach. However, it is not easy to draw. To combine the essence of Chinese and Western, it requires a long way to mature. Manman herself can’t understand her own paintings. The old work “Caising Sangmo Shang Cang” may have tried innovation in the painting method, but the brush strokes are quite naive and immature. Since she, Manman, has been moving forward all the way and has never stopped, she must have more understanding in this aspect. Today, she wants to defeat her former self in one fell swoop, regardless of scale, painting method, conception, maturity, etc.

Everyone heard her statement and had different expressions.

"Then what are you going to draw?" asked Old Man Lu.

Commander Lu and Secretary Yao couldn't wait to uncover the layer of silk on it and observe the sketches underneath as the substrate. They were enough to judge the preliminary outline on the sketches, which was enough to surprise them.

Secretary Yao laughed, smiling as graceful and handsome as his two sons, and praised: "Nannan wants to draw a hundred sons."

Baizitu, one hundred children. This is a big project. Not only that, just listening to this name, you can hear its huge momentum and exquisite craftsmanship, which can make everyone excited and have greater expectations for it.

In order to support her daughter in painting a masterpiece, Mrs. Lu decided that during the time her daughter painted, she and other family members took care of the work of taking care of the two babies, so that she would not let her grandson and granddaughter disturb her daughter's painting. However, the two babies did not seem to like the grandma's decision.

The two demon kings of the world have been struggling in the adult's arms, their little eyes staring straight at their mother's paintings, and they can't bear to leave no matter what they say. Perhaps, their little heads cannot understand the profound meaning of artistic treasures for the time being. However, this does not mean that they like something based on the intuition of children.

Manman always felt that the truly beautiful thing is not pretending to be profound, but like a flower, and anyone who sees it can like and praise it from the bottom of her heart. Because of this idea, she encouraged her two children and watched her paintings beside her.

It’s good to have an artist’s mother. Mrs. Yao sighed when she saw it. It’s not something that ordinary families can do when they are young.

So the two little treasures' small beds were next to their mother's paintings, and they could see their mother paintings at any time. Their little mouths were slightly opened, their little fingers touched the lips, and their eyes focused on the direction of their mother and the paintings, revealing two serious thoughts, like two little experts.

Secretary Yao smiled when he saw the two little treasures who both regarded themselves as senior judges, and said to Commander Lu, Mrs. Lu: "It seems that your family really has artistic cell inheritance."

Commander Lu first looked at his father, Old Man Lu: Has the Lu family ever been an artist?

Old Man Lu thought carefully for a while, shook his head and waved his hand.

Mrs. Lu was even more puzzled. She had never heard of any artist in her mother's family. Speaking of which, it is really worth thinking about where her daughter Manman's artistic cells came from.

Manman began to make a masterpiece. This painting took away nearly two weeks and did not count the schedule for mounting. Everyone saw her over and over again, without impatiently smudged and outlined the lines. Because of the fine fine brushwork, during the process, they had to constantly sprinkle water and add glue and alum water. The process was very complicated. When the layman who didn't understand looked at her, he had to sweat a cold sweat for her.

During this process, Manman can be said to be painting day and night. It was clear that winter had not passed, but she was often covered in sweat. Every time Jiang Yan returned home, he would come to help her, help her with a little bit of glue, alum, and arranging paint.

Jun Ye, who doesn't know how to draw, can't get into it. He stood at the door and looked at the couple singing with their husbands. He felt deeply in his heart: fate is really unstoppable.

Xiao Xixi watched her parents draw with relish. Xiao Nannan suddenly turned her little head back, bright, like the most beautiful morning star in the night sky, facing Jun Ye's eyes.

When Jun Ye saw her small eyelids suddenly blinking at him, as if he could see through his thoughts, he couldn't help but look stern.

Just now, Master Yao came and happened to see the duet between their uncle and niece. He hooked his hand on Jun Ye's shoulder and smiled at his beautiful little face that was so beautiful that he could compete with him, but said to Jun Ye: "How about it, is she still sticking to you tonight?"

Nannan, who was full moon, still had his uncle sleep with him every night. Manman once wanted to quit his daughter's habit, but he found that he couldn't quit at once. At some point, her daughter was attached to her brother. If she was just a simple child, Manman would definitely say that she would carry her daughter away from her daughter, so as not to be bullied by her brother. However, Xiao Nannan was not, Xiao Nannan was always observing his uncle Jun Ye. Therefore, Jun Ye had to cut his teeth first and his sister.

It seems that after Manman knew that her daughter was a black-bellied person and that her daughter was obviously interested in her brother, she is now secretly encouraging her daughter to do this.

Jun Ye coldly looked at his niece's delicate and cute little beautiful face, and said mercilessly: "She wants to stick to me, it depends on whether she has the ability."

Hearing that his invincible sister was despised by his uncle, Xiao Xixi turned her head back and blinked at her uncle to discharge electricity.

My nephew is cute, maybe he can reach anyone, but he will definitely fail to face Jun Ye.

Jun Ye hummed again: "I am not a woman, why are you doing the discharge of electricity at me?"

When Mr. Yao was laughing so hard that his intestines were about to get cramps, Mrs. Lu came over and slapped her eldest son's stiff back with a straight straightness: "Aren't you your niece and your nephew? What are you doing if you are facing a great enemy?"

It is said that no one knows his son, but his mother is better than his mother. Jun turned around and left, his face full of dark lines.

Xiao Xixi spitted bubbles at her grandma, showing a sweet smile, seducing the old man, so that the old man could remember to help him next time.

Xiao Nannan's eyes were always locked in the cold back.

Mrs. Lu was surprised to see her granddaughter like this: How could this child get attached to her uncle?

You know, it can be said that all children are afraid that Jun Ye will not have time. Because Jun Ye himself seems to not like children very much.

In fact, the two little babies don’t have to pester their uncle. But their father and mother are too likely to fall into their own world, and it’s too long to leave them aside. They can only watch romance movies next to them and cannot insert them.

While helping his wife wash the pen, Jiang Yan was afraid that his wife would be tired, so he moved the stool and let his wife sit and rest. In order to make her drink water and take a break, he kept talking to her wife. Of course, Young Master Jiang had a potential purpose for doing this, and why did his wife sell paintings? He naturally did not believe his wife's verbal statement.

Maybe other people can get rid of it, but she has no choice for her husband. Who made her husband a "traitor"? She pestered her and grinded her in bed every night. As the saying goes, the skill of grinding an iron rod into a needle is fully reflected in Young Master Jiang who grinds his wife.

After hearing that his wife was the purpose of this, Jiang Yan quickly prepared funds in private and prepared to secretly support his wife. Anyway, the money for the painting was actually taken by himself and would take it back to his pocket. As long as there was no one, the price was higher than what they paid.

Zhou Yu had arranged this head and called Manman to tell him that he would conduct the auction at which auction and which auction company to entrust it to. Moreover, Lou Xiangqing took her old work and would appear before her "Hundred Sons Picture". In this way, Manman had the advantage of keeping up and even possibly overtaking later.

Even so, Manman was very nervous. She was worried that if there was a real mentor at the auction, she could see the true value of her paintings.

"Don't worry." Du Yu came up to her house to help her frame her. When she saw "Hundred Sons Pictures", she sighed and said, "This painting should be your highest achievement to date. There is no reason why anyone will not buy it. If you don't believe in others, you have to believe in me, the person who has been watching you draw."

After hearing Du Yu say this, Manman barely squeezed into a smile. The reason why she was unsure was very simple. This time, in order to challenge Lou Xiangqing's publicity methods, she adopted new painting methods and tried a lot, far beyond her original self.

Seeing that comforting was useless, Manman was the kind of person who couldn't believe it when he saw the result. Du Yu carefully helped her frame it. Jiang Yan opened the wardrobe and helped his wife choose clothes and shoes. The two little babies were very unhappy because they could not go to the auction with their parents.

After the "Hundred Sons Picture" is completed, it must be sent to the auction company for appraisal and valuation. Next, wait for the notice.

On the day of the auction, Manman and her husband were dressed very low-key and turned into bidders and entered the auction site. The first time Manman came to this place, it felt quite mysterious. The people sitting around him were all very valuable. After all, those who were doing arts auctions and collections, and they definitely didn’t dare to come to this place without much money.

Jiang Yan patted the checks and cards in his pocket to ensure that the backup funds he had prepared for his wife were enough. According to the news, Lou Xiangqing only made more than 600,000 yuan in his wife's old work, and it should be more than enough to get one million yuan. Of course, he also hoped that his wife's "Hundred Sons Picture" would be appreciated by some people and get a higher price.

"Manman, Lieutenant Colonel Jiang." Zhou Yu came here at some point, and took advantage of the auction to turn off the lights, walked over mysteriously, and sat down on the chair next to the couple.

"How?" Manman asked.

Zhou Yu heard a hint of nervousness in her tone and said with a funny look: "Why did you suddenly feel no confidence in yourself?"

Manman is a cautious person and naturally dare not express too much emotion.

Seeing her hesitant look, Zhou Yu smiled and comforted her again: "Don't worry, I asked you about the valuation of the new work, and it will not be much lower than your old work."

Manman frowned. The early estimate was not higher than the old work. It seemed that Lou Xiangqing had invested a lot of money in the auction house.

"This is mainly a matter of age for paintings." Zhou Yu said, "After all, that's your old work, not your current work."

Manman was a little unbeliever and was aroused by anger: "I want to see how much she can invest in to support this painting!"
To be continued...