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Fang Yuanyuan gossiped with a smile on his face.

"What do you mean by premature love? I'm already 18, the legal age for love. Dad, don't tell me that you had never been in a relationship when you were 18."

If it was Tong Wenjie, Fang Yifan would definitely choose to play dumb, but Fang Yuan? He could try.

"That's true, son. You have good taste. Yingzi is indeed a good girl, obedient and sensible. Not only your mother, but also your father wants a daughter like this. But now is the third year of high school, it is an extraordinary period, you must know your limits."

Fang Yuan was not yet ready to be a grandfather, so he gave Fang Yifan a shot of prevention.

"I'm not being sensible enough. Aunt Song just called Yingzi away, but I didn't say anything. I just held my anger and let it out. That's all."

Fang Yifan felt that his life was difficult enough.

"What are you two talking about?"

Seeing that Fang Yuan had not returned to the room for a long time, Tong Wenjie came out after washing up.

"It's nothing, I just feel sorry for Yingzi. Mom, your best friend is such a jerk to her."

"Now you know I'm fine, what were you doing earlier? Go take a shower and go to bed, I have to take you to teacher Chen's class tomorrow."

Tong Wenjie also felt that Song Qian was a bit too harsh on Qiao Yingzi.

.........

Qingfeng Gallery

Fang Yifan didn't have anyone to accompany him. He came here in a taxi, carrying an oil painting on his back.

"Hello, Teacher Chen."

Just from the last contact, Fang Yifan could feel that Chen Qingfeng was a capable man. He might not be able to teach him a lot, but it was enough for him to lead him into the industry.

"Come on, let me see the painting."

Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is a basic quality of every teacher. With Fang Yifan's ability, Chen Qingfeng certainly would not teach him as an ordinary student.

“Is this your school?”

A realistic oil painting - Spring Breeze Middle School in the early morning.

"Yes."

"The colors and layout are very good. It doesn't look like something you can draw at your age. This part needs to be polished and corrected. You drew it in a hurry."

Chen Qingfeng commented as he watched.

"The schedule in my senior year of high school was a bit tight. My mom didn't support me taking this path at first. She wanted me to get into Tsinghua University."

It was only after Tong Wenjie mentioned this last night that Fang Yifan thought of coming to Chen Qingfeng's place today. How could he not rush to draw it so late at night?

"Alas, all parents are the same. When I was your age, my mother also asked me to apply to Tsinghua University. But if Tsinghua University was so easy to get into, it wouldn't be Tsinghua University anymore."

Chen Qingfeng expressed his feelings, and looked at Fang Yifan and thought of himself back then.

"I also told you last time that at your current level, I have nothing to teach you; I'm asked to draw this painting, which is probably at this level."

Talent is really more important than hard work, Chen Qingfeng sighed in his heart.

"Mr. Chen, you are too kind. I am far behind you..."

That's what they said. If you keep silent, you'd be a fool.

"There is a sequence in learning, and there is specialization in skills. You are a natural painter, but I am more suitable to be a teacher.

In the past few days, a junior sister of mine is holding an art exhibition in Beijing. I will go to see it this afternoon. If you have nothing to do, come with me to broaden your horizons. "

Chen Qingfeng didn't treat Fang Yifan as a child. They were communicating purely on an equal footing.

Going to an art exhibition, or going to his junior sister's art exhibition, whatever he wanted came true. Chen Qingfeng wanted to bring himself into the industry.

.........

National Art Museum of China, Beijing

As soon as he got off the car, Fang Yifan realized that Chen Qingfeng's junior sister was no ordinary person. To hold an art exhibition here, in addition to having money and strength, you also need connections.

Yang Yi's solo art exhibition

"Yang Yi, I seem to have heard somewhere that your junior sister is a great beauty."

Looking at the eye-catching poster at the door, Fang Yifan muttered to himself.

"She's much more famous than me. It's normal for you to hear it. Come on, let's go in and have a look."

Chen Qingfeng hesitated for a long time about participating in this art exhibition, but when the time came, he became more determined and led Fang Yifan in.

Chapter 121 Yang Yi

Many people like to use the phrase "a vast sea of ​​people" to describe how difficult it is to find someone in a crowd; but there is always that kind of person who is like a firefly in the dark night, who can be recognized at a glance even in a vast sea of ​​people.

When Fang Yifan saw the big bald head in front of him, he knew why he felt Yang Yi looked familiar.

The breeze was blowing gently, and the water was calm; his first love, which was enough to make him die for it, was not something he could let go of just like that.

Anyway, Cai Bo didn't believe it, but she couldn't stop her husband, so she brought her daughter with her.

He had a thousand things to say when he came here, but when he met them he didn't know where to start, especially in front of his wife and children. Xu Lai fell silent.

"Yang Yi, long time no see."

Cai Bo broke the awkward situation.

"Yes, it's been three years. The last time we met was in Hong Kong. I will never forget that experience. This must be your child with Xu Lai. So cute."

Yang Yi was very calm. There was actually nothing between her and Xu Lai. There was nothing in the past, there is nothing now, and there will be no such thing in the future.

"Teacher, that is your junior sister, right?"

Seeing that Chen Qingfeng seemed eager to try but didn't dare to step forward, Fang Yifan spoke loudly.

"Senior Brother Chen?"

Fang Yifan did it on purpose, and his shouting caught Yang Yi's attention.

After being recognized by Yang Yi, Chen Qingfeng had no choice but to go forward.

"Yang Yi, Xu Lai, long time no see."

It was awkward, very awkward. Chen Qingfeng's helpless look made Fang Yifan realize that there must be some little secret here.

"Brother Chen, you are such a busy man. My art exhibition started a week ago, and you, the landlord, just came today. If you don't give me an explanation, I will be very unhappy."

Yang Yi was eager to get out of the predicament and had a ready-made shield, so he walked over, took Chen Qingfeng's hand, and spoke affectionately.

"I've been busy teaching my apprentices recently, so I can't leave."

Flattered, Chen Qingfeng was a little flattered.

"Kid, you must be my senior brother's apprentice, you have a loud voice, call me auntie and let me hear it."

There is a difference between an apprentice and a student. Seeing Fang Yifan carrying the painting bucket, Yang Yi tacitly assumed that he was the apprentice that Chen Qingfeng mentioned.

"Little Sister, I am already eighteen years old. I am no longer a child."

Judging from her age, Yang Yi should be in her early forties, but time has never defeated beauty. With her fair face and graceful curves, she does not look like someone in an oil painting, but rather like she walked out of an oil painting.

"You are such a smart kid. What's in the painting bucket? Can you let me see it?"

Compared to chatting with two old men, Yang Yi prefers to tease young hunks like Fang Yifan.

With Chen Qingfeng's nod of agreement, Fang Yifan opened his painting bucket.

"This, Brother Chen, you have made great progress over the years."

In a word, Yang Yi regarded this painting as Chen Qingfeng's work.

“It’s a nice painting, but it’s not my work.”

The peacock spreads its tail and the lion shows its claws. Since ancient times, males have always liked to show their strongest side in front of females. In front of Yang Yi, Chen Qingfeng had nothing to show off. His painting skills and financial resources were not good, so he showed off to his apprentice.

"You mean this kid drew it?"

At Chen Qingfeng's signal, Yang Yi looked at Fang Yifan in surprise.

"Actually, I'm better at drawing figures than landscapes. Are you willing to be my model, little nun?"

That’s right, Fang Yifan is best at drawing figures, especially beautiful women.

"Okay, but if the drawing is bad, I'll let your master spank you."

If it were the first few days of the exhibition, Yang Yi would definitely not have the leisure time. Even so, she just asked Fang Yifan to take a photo and then sent him to the second floor, her temporary studio to paint, while she reminisced about the past with Chen Qingfeng and Xu Lai.

At twelve o'clock noon, when Yang Yi and the others came up to call Fang Yifan to eat, the painting was about to be finished.

"You spent three hours drawing this?"

"I didn't really paint you. Little Sister, you originally walked out of the painting. I just locked you back in."

"You kid..."

Chen Qingfeng found that Fang Yifan, who was taciturn in front of him, was eloquent in front of Yang Yi. Is this the power of a beautiful woman?

"Brother, I now believe that you are telling the truth. He is really a genius."

From the perspective of appreciation and painting, Yang Yi is more professional than Chen Qingfeng; she is a prodigy who grew up listening to the praises of others, or in the words of the public, a genius who was born with the support of his ancestors;

However, today, she met a master who was fed by her ancestors.

Grandmaster: Come on, open your mouth and eat a little more. You will be hungry when you go back. You really can’t eat anymore? Then pack it up.

.........

"Teacher, I'm a little hungry. Can I go eat first?"

Fang Yifan's words spoiled the mood and woke everyone up from their astonished gazes; he was really hungry. He got up early in the morning and it was already past twelve o'clock. How could he not be hungry?

“Okay, we came up here to invite you to eat;

Brother, many of the seats downstairs are empty, what do you think of exhibiting this painting downstairs?"

It means both making friends and investing, Yang Yi said.

"I have no objection. It mainly depends on Fang Yifan's own opinion."

Chen Qingfeng was very happy. In his opinion, Yang Yi was giving him face by promoting Fang Yifan.

Chen Qingfeng had no objection, and Fang Yifan had even less objection; the paintings were being exhibited for the first time at the National Art Museum of China, and his starting point was the end point for most people.

What is becoming famous at a young age? This is becoming famous at a young age.

The few people met again after a long separation and drank some wine during lunch. Then, Chen Qingfeng started to talk more.

From Chen Qingfeng's words, Fang Yifan learned their story and also understood a truth;

Licking the dog, licking the dog. If you don’t lick it, how do you know you can’t lick it?

All three of them were from the Oil Painting Department. Chen Qingfeng was one year older than Yang Yi and Xu Lai, so he could be considered their senior.

The most famous of the three is definitely Yang Yi, she has a good family background, good looks, and good painting skills, and is truly a school beauty;

Keren was too perfect, so those who pursued her felt pressured. Throughout her college life, there were hundreds of people who had a crush on her, and Chen Qingfeng was one of them. But the only one who dared to pursue her was Xu Lai.

When Lao Chen graduated, Yang Yi and Xu Lai were in love with each other;

At that time, he really regretted that he had never made an attempt and watched Xu Lai get the beauty.

"Yang Yi, these years, I haven't looked for anyone, nor have I loved anyone, because there has always been someone living in my heart..."

Alcohol makes cowards bolder. Under the influence of alcohol, Chen Qingfeng, the coward, actually confessed his feelings. What stunned Fang Yifan was that he actually took out a carat diamond from his pocket. It seemed that this guy came prepared.

"Brother, this is too sudden. I can't reply to you right away..."

No one can accept it. You haven't seen each other for many years, and you took out a diamond ring and proposed to me the first time you met.

If marriage were so easy to ask for, diamond rings would have been sold out long ago.

Chapter 122 Planetarium

"Teacher, wake up. It's almost time for us to get to our own place."

After his proposal failed, Chen Qingfeng pretended to be drunk and fell to the ground; Fang Yifan, as his apprentice, volunteered to send him back.

"Did you see it?"