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Volume 3: County Famous 753 No Paintings for Sale

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    "Teacher Li, what do you think of the quality of the works here?" Wang Yifu asked Li Shaofeng in a low voice.

    Li Shaofeng did not answer his question directly. He pointed at two paintings by Li Keren and said meaningfully: "Graceful, delicate and smart."

    Wang Yifu nodded knowingly, moved over, looked at Li Keren's painting, and said with a smile: "The painting of this little bird is lifelike and vivid. It is indeed a very deep skill. I also have one at home."

    A discerning person will know from Wang Yifu's actions that he is interested in these two paintings.  Wang Baoyu does not understand the hobbies of the leaders. Jin Yongtai likes to raise dogs, and Wang Yifu likes to raise birds.  When it comes to raising birds, Wang Baoyu is a little lost. She vaguely remembers that her biological mother also loves all kinds of birds and prefers their crisp calls.  Thinking of this, Wang Baoyu became even more disgusted with birds.

    Besides, Wang Yifu definitely praised the painting. If it were someone else, he would have taken it off immediately and presented it respectfully. However, Li Keren pretended to be confused. She stepped forward and said, "Secretary Wang, this is mine."  My humble work, please give me some advice.¡±

    "Haha, you are a beautiful artist, I can't even give you advice. These two works are so talented!" Wang Yifu laughed and praised.

    "Thank you, Secretary Wang, for the compliment." Li Keren refused to give it to Wang Yifu. People around him wanted to give it to Wang Yifu, but Wang Yifu didn't want to. He was just in a hurry.

    Wang Yifu asked some simple questions, such as how many years he has been painting, what he is good at, etc. Li Keren answered all questions without mentioning the gift of paintings.

    Wang Yifu naturally didn¡¯t ask for it explicitly. He looked at a few other people¡¯s calligraphy and paintings, and then he deduced that something was wrong. He glanced at the paintings with a little reluctance and left with regret.

    Wang Baoyu suddenly felt that Wang Yifu's expression was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it after thinking about it for a long time.

    After a while, a staff member came in and asked Li Keren to buy these two paintings for any amount of money. Li Keren was a little tempted. Wang Baoyu smiled and said to Li Keren: "I remember eldest sister.  He said he never sells paintings."

    "Not for sale! My works still need to be reprocessed." Li Keren rejected the staff member.

    The staff member glared at Wang Baoyu displeasedly, and then said: "Mr. Li, we are very sincere in buying your paintings. You can ask for the price, and we can all be considered friends."

    Li Keren shook his head stubbornly and said: "These two paintings are just preliminary works. As an artist, you can't sell such rough works to your friends. Let's get in touch after I finish the modifications, okay?"  "

    The staff member smiled awkwardly, and seeing Li Keren¡¯s persistence, they had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

    "Sister, I've really begun to admire your character." Wang Baoyu cupped his fists and said.

    "I thought I didn't know that Secretary Wang just wanted to take my paintings for free. I've seen this type of person a lot." Li Keren said disdainfully.

    "Hey! Didn't the eldest sister praise him for being handsome just now?" Wang Baoyu asked in surprise.

    "Go, you can't be a handsome man." Li Keren sneered at Wang Baoyu's statement.

    Li Shaofeng was tired after several laps. He decided to have lunch here. This was a rare honor. When Cai Guangde, the principal of the party school, heard about this, he quickly put aside what he was doing and came to accompany him in person.

    Needless to say, the food and wine were very sumptuous, but Wang Baoyu felt uncomfortable eating with a group of artists. Not only because of his young age, but more importantly, in terms of seniority, he was not worth mentioning at all. There were many artists here.  , are all old revolutionaries, and their positions were not low when they were in office. The lowest was a department-level cadre. If they had not followed Yang Hongjun, they would not be qualified to serve.

    The artists toasted Li Shaofeng one after another, and Cai Guangde toasted Li Shaofeng one cup after another. Wang Baoyu could guess what they were thinking. If he had a good relationship with Li Shaofeng and received a few words from Li Shaofeng to calm him down, the value of his works of art would immediately increase.  .

    Li Keren is sitting next to Li Shaofeng. He is really eye-catching with a little red in the green.  She behaved very generously, whether she was toasting or drinking, her movements were very elegant, and she addressed everyone present as a teacher, making the group of old people happy.

    "Sister, I really didn't notice it. I don't have stage fright at all! I admire you, but I don't want to show it." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

    "My child, there are still many things you don't know! You have to be more honest with me in the future, do you understand?" Li Keren chuckled, feeling very good.

    "Xiao Wang, be serious." Yang Hongjun, who was sitting next to Wang Baoyu, reminded him because he found that Cai Guangde, the principal of the Municipal Party School, was frowning and looking at Wang Baoyu.Jade, after all, this young man doesn¡¯t look like an artist at first glance.

    Wang Baoyu obeyed and shut up. He was afraid that Yang Hongjun would knock him on the head. At this moment, Cai Guangde, the principal of the party school, received a call and his face became ugly.

    Li Keren had no fear of the principal. She smiled and asked, "Principal Cai, why are you so unhappy?"

    "In front of all the seniors, I have nothing to hide, and I just want to ask you for help!" Cai Guangde said with his hand.

    "Principal Cai, you have contributed money and effort to organize this event. As long as we can help, we will naturally spare no effort." Lao Ma, who I met when I came yesterday, said.

    Cai Guangde looked around and said, "It's not a big deal. This afternoon, we were scheduled to give a class to the leaders of various departments and bureaus in the city. Who knew that the teacher who taught the Book of Changes could not be found. Time is very tight, and all of you are here  Everyone who understands ancient culture, I hope you can help me.¡±

    The old artists present looked at each other in confusion. If we talk about calligraphy, painting, or even ancient literature, there must be many heavyweights. However, they don't dare to pretend to be their own teachers in the "Book of Changes".

    Seeing that no one here dared to challenge him, Cai Guangde looked disappointed. He could only pick up the phone and plan to tell his subordinates to inform these leading cadres that the afternoon lecture was cancelled. Of course, the consequences of doing so would be disastrous.  Leaders have very full schedules, and disrupting their plans at will will inevitably lead to trouble in the future.

    At this juncture, Yang Hongjun suddenly said: "Principal Cai, let me recommend someone to you."

    Cai Guangde quickly put down the phone and asked with surprise: "Teacher Yang, please speak."

    ¡°The young man next to me is very proficient in the Book of Changes.¡± Yang Hongjun patted Wang Baoyu on the shoulder and said.

    Before everyone could turn around to look at Wang Baoyu, they heard a burst of laughter like a ringing bell, and looked for the sound. It was Li Keren who laughed out loud.  Li Keren suddenly heard that Wang Baoyu could give lectures and also taught the I Ching. He couldn't help but laugh. He thought that Yang Hongjun was always confused. What kind of I Ching could a young child who was full of swear words and often drank alcohol teach?  A fantasy.
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