"This painting is good!" Fang Xingwei stared at the portrait of the girl and painted a magical painting, "It's much better than the messy paintings in front that are incomprehensible!"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Mubai's face suddenly sank.

Although Du Zehua felt that the painting was quite sturdy, he did not appreciate and admire the painting like Fang Xingwei. Instead, he felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but say, "How come this painting gives people a weird feeling?"

Li Yanzhang and Peng Hanyi looked at him together, and they said in unison: "How could this be? How good is this painting!"

Du Zehua: “…”

This was the first time he encountered such a different aesthetic than the other three people.

Could it be that there is really something wrong with his aesthetic view?

Fu Mubai heard the conversation between several people and turned around to look at them.

From this look, we can see the difference.

Du Zehua is indeed a person with a deep blessing. At this time, standing in front of this strange oil painting, Du Zehua's eyes were still clear and unaffected.

In contrast, there was a faint dark color on the foreheads of Fang Xingwei and the other two, which was obviously influenced by this painting.

"This painting is not simple!" Fu Mubai curled his lips, and a coldness appeared in his eyes.

Several people were immediately excited: "What's the point?"

But Fu Mubai didn't explain anything to the few people, just said, "Are you all tired of staying in the gallery? Why don't you go out and have some breathing first and have a rest. I have something to do and want to talk to the gallery owner."

The four of them looked confused.

Although they did have the idea of ​​getting away just now, it is rare that they have become interested in a painting at the same time, and there are obviously stories in this painting. How could they still be willing to leave like this?

"Don't worry." Du Zehua hurriedly said, "Do you know who the owner of this gallery is? Are you sure you will definitely see the other party?"

Fu Mubai was stunned.

She hadn't really considered this issue before.

The main reason is that when she personally took action in her previous life, she had never been rejected. So this time when something new happened, her first idea was to go directly to the gallery owner, and she never considered whether she could find someone smoothly.

It seems that I still have to change some of my habits!

"What, can you see?" Fu Mubai asked back.

She is not stupid.

Since Du Zehua asked such a question, it means that he must be somewhat sure about finding someone!

Du Zehua smiled slightly: "Just leave this kind of thing to us. However, you have to promise us first and tell us the story of this painting, and you can't leave us alone."

His words were filled with confidence.

Fu Mubai didn't expect that Du Zehua had the idea.

She said without comment: "Okay! But I want to meet the gallery owner as soon as possible, and the faster the better!"

"no problem!"

Du Zehua was delighted and immediately agreed, and then he was about to call someone to ask about the gallery.

As soon as he dialed the phone, a surprise voice came from a distance: "Xiaohua, why are you here? Are you here with your classmates?"

Xiaohua?

This name sounds like "Little Flower".

The few people turned their heads and saw a woman dressed in an elegant manner standing in front of them with joy.

Fang Xingwei looked at Du Zehua several times with a smile, obviously just laughing at him for his nickname.

Du Zehua was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Aunt Song, it's you!" Du Zehua was obviously a little surprised by the woman's sudden appearance, but he quickly reacted and said in surprise, "Aunt Song, did you open this gallery?"

This woman named Aunt Song should be quite old, but she is well maintained. It makes people look at her at first glance and can't tell her true age at all, but she should be on her thirty.

The woman's black hair was tied together and combed into a big braid. There were no extra accessories on the braid, just a purple silk hairband, which looked noble and low-key.

She wore a goose yellow long-sleeved dress, which made her look younger.

Such a woman stood in front of her with a smile, and even Fu Mubai couldn't help but take a look at her again.

"Yes!" Song Huiwan smiled gently, "I just have nothing to do at home, just find something for myself. I originally invited your mother to come and have a look, but she came early and had something to do on the spot, so she has left. If I had known that you were interested in the gallery, I should have said something to your mother and let her take you here together!"

Du Zehua didn't expect that such a thing would happen.

He waved his hand indifferently and said, "What else can my mother have? She must be anxious to play mahjong with her cards. And even if she really brought me here, she would definitely leave me alone here to read the painting slowly. She would definitely not be able to stay!"

Song Huiwan couldn't help laughing.

Fu Mubai quietly poked Du Zehua's waist and eyes.

Du Zehua finally remembered the serious business and hurriedly introduced Fu Mubai and others to Song Huiwan, especially Fu Mubai: "Aunt Song, they are all my classmates. This is Fang Xingwei, this is Li Yanzhang and Peng Hanyi. And this, her name is Fu Mubai, which is very powerful!"

The few of them said hello to Song Huiwan obediently.

Song Huiwan didn't think much about the words "specially powerful" that Du Zehua said. She thought Du Zehua was saying that Fu Mubai's academic performance was very good, so she smiled and nodded and said, "Since you are Xiaohua's classmates, you are all my juniors. Don't be polite to treat this place as your own home. If you like any painting, you can also let Xiaohua come and tell me that I will give it to you when the time comes, and treat it as a gift for your home."

Several boys waved their hands and said no, but Fu Mubai suddenly pointed to the portrait painting on the wall next to him and asked, "Can this painting be given to us?"

The boys stopped talking and just looked at Fu Mubai's expression quietly.

Although Song Huiwan felt that Fu Mubai's request was a bit abrupt, she had already praised Haikou before, and it was just an ordinary painting. It didn't cost much money to collect it, so it would be okay if she really gave it out.

She smiled faintly and said, "Of course. Does Classmate Fu like this painting? I will ask the staff in the gallery to wrap the painting up. When you leave, go to the front desk to report my name and you can get this painting."

Du Zehua and others can be said to be from wealthy families, and their outfits are naturally not bad. Compared with them, Fu Mubai's cheap clothes look a little shabby.
Chapter completed!