Qi Linqing looked out the window.
The deep blue skyline is smudged with a little shrimp red sunset, and the colors are intertwined extremely beautifully.
He then realized that it had been so long.
Every time I create myself immersively, I forget the passage of time.
"Is there a toilet here? I want to wash my hands." Qi Linqing asked, rubbing the ink stains on his wrists.
The boss just woke up like a dream and nodded hurriedly: "Yes! Yes, it's on the right hand side of the entrance."
Qi Linqing: "Okay, thank you."
Then turned around and went to the bathroom.
After he left, the female employee asked cautiously: "Boss, is he very good?"
They know that the boss also knows Chinese painting, so they must know more than themselves.
Boss: "Nonsense!"
Today this matter let him understand, next time you can't judge people by their appearance.
Female employee: "I feel so too, seeing how fast and good he drew just now..."
Another employee also took photos and short videos of Qi Linqing when he was painting, and couldn't help posting a circle of friends.
The boss hurriedly asked her to delete, "Are you crazy? He is Young Master Qi, if you send it to the Internet, be careful to trouble you!"
The employee deleted the Moments, but hesitated to delete the backup on the phone.
Qi Lin walked out after washing his hands.
He politely asked the boss: "Do you think I'm okay?"
The boss thought that if you still can't, no one can do it.
But the problem now is that their small Taobao shop may not be able to accommodate this big Buddha.
Fangyuan Painting Studio follows the common people's route, and the price of a custom Chinese painting is often around 3k+.
It is the easiest way to measure the quality of a painting by price.
Those master painters he had invited before are still worth the price.
But if you change it to Qi Linqing...it's a big sale at the price of cabbage. .
When Qi Linqing saw that the boss hadn't spoken for a long time, he felt a little inwardly.
Is the other party dissatisfied?
The boss took a deep breath, "Let's not talk about this yet..."
Qi Linqing was rejected by the owner many times in his previous life, and his heart fell cold after hearing this.
The boss pointed to the painting on the table, and then said: "...Can this painting be sold to me? I'm willing to bid 10,000."
Qi Linqing was startled.
The boss thought he was too small, "Then fifteen thousand? I can't afford to give it more."
Qi Linqing glanced at the painting, then at the boss.
He felt like being pulled by a hook, overflowing with indescribable joy.
"Yes." Qi Linqing opened his mouth and realized that his throat was very dry.
He couldn't imagine that the paintings he casually used to show off his skills could sell for so much money.
The boss gave Qi Linqing cash on the spot.
The boss knew that it might be possible to lower the price, because the boy in front of him did not realize how much his painting was worth.
But he did not.
"Do you really want to come to work with me?" The boss confirmed again and again.
"Um."
Qi Linqing thought about a piece of two thousand, and he could make a lot of money after accumulating less and more.
As long as you work hard, you will definitely have a deposit in the future.
Boss: "Then I will open another baby link for you. The price of your custom paintings must be higher, at least 10,000 yuan. I won't fix the salary for you. If the customer buys a painting, I will tell you Three to seven points are good."
Qi Linqing: "Am I three and you seven?"
He calculated it in his heart so that he could earn 3k, and he felt happy.
Boss: "...No, you seven and I'm three."
The boss looked at the boy, really wondering.
Young man, what are your misunderstandings about your own strength? ?
Qi Linqing returned home in a good mood that day, and ate two more bowls of rice in the evening.
If it is really like what the boss said, a painting can be allocated up to 7,000 yuan, and if he is more diligent, he will probably earn the money to rent a house from Qi's house soon.
It's just that Qi Linqing overlooked one thing—
Few people are willing to spend so much money on Chinese painting on Taobao APP.
A few days later, Qi Linqing never heard from his boss.
He made a special call to ask, but got the helpless reply from the other party: "No one buys it yet."
It is inevitable that Qi Linqing felt a little lost. But he has been at the bottom for so long, and his mentality is very good.
Sigh, sigh, and continue to paint.
After school this day, Yan Qiongfang asked him to prepare a gift to attend grandpa's 80th birthday banquet on the weekend.
My grandfather liked ancient paintings and essays, but he was frugal and didn't like his children to spend a lot of money on purchasing for himself.
Yan Qiongfang knew that this old man was disgusted by Qi Linqing's extravagant style of spending money and even gambling.
So she wanted to ease the deadlock between them this time.
Qi Linqing: "What gift do you prepare?"
He needs to think about it if it is more than five yuan.
Yan Qiongfang: "Would you like to give a picture of your own? Grandpa will definitely like it."
Qi Linqing nodded, thinking that this is not bad, mainly without spending money.
There are a lot of leftover exercises in his study, you can choose one to wrap up and give it to the other party.
Time flies to the weekend.
Grandpa Yanxiang's family is in H city, and it takes about three hours to drive from B city.
Qi Linqing wakes up early in the morning to water the flowers, eats breakfast and reads the newspaper before getting in the car with other people.
Five members of the Qi family traveled and changed to an extended Lincoln.
Separate from the front and rear, Qi Linqing leaned on the sofa to take a nap.
During this period, Qi Yingjun took a drink from the refrigerator and asked him if he would drink it.
Qi Linqing waved his hand and refused.
Qi Yingjun could only watch him take out the thermos cup from his bag, unscrew the lid and drink tea.
What kind of tea is that? Qi Yingjun vaguely remembered that the other party asked the nanny to help soak in West Lake Longjing this morning.
"It's too early to drink tea at your age, drink milk." Qi Yingjun shook Wang Zi in his hand, and said: "Or milk tea will do. I will buy it for you when I pass by the service area."
Qi Yingjun remembers that Qi Lele likes to drink milk tea. He thought that these should be the favorite drinks of ordinary children.
Qi Linqing glanced at him and said lightly: "Your milk and milk tea contain high sugar content, and eating them makes them even more unhealthy."
Qi Yingjun: "..."
His brother now looks like a health care expert.
The Yan family is a scholarly family, and the house in City H is a four-in-old house that was renovated during the Republic of China period.
Yan Xiang was once a professor at Southwest University and was full of peaches and plums. He has published several books on literature and art, and although he is now retired, his reputation is still there.
This year he celebrates his 80th birthday. There are even many former students from all over the country and even abroad to celebrate his birthday.
In the afternoon, Qi's car arrived at the gate of Yan's house.
Qi Linqing saw the sight of the city outside through the car window, and was touched by the ancient tiles and brick walls around him, and he couldn't help but miss it.
In the past, the little apprentice's house was so lively.
Yan Qiongfang got off the car and guided them to the room to put things in the room.
There are not many Yan family.
Yan Qiongfang is the only daughter of her father, and she has been a favorite since she was a child.
Her bedroom is on the second floor with the best light.
The second bedroom next door was originally for Qi Lele. But Elder Yan paid attention to blood relationship and vacated the room after knowing that he was not his own.
Now Qi Linqing was brought to this second bedroom by Yan Qiongfang.
Qi Lele was arranged to the guest room on the first floor.
Yan Qiongfang gave him the key and said, "You live here tonight, and all the bedding and bedding have been replaced with new ones. There are new pajamas in the closet."
Qi Linqing put down her bag and asked, "Isn't Qi Lele living here?"
He remembers it was mentioned in the article.
Yan Qiongfang: "The old man wants you to live in. This room has a male guard and a small study room. You can live in a more comfortable room."
Qi Linqing nodded, and looked at the carved wooden table and bookshelf beside the window, the light was also good.
Very suitable for him to paint.
At eight o'clock, the Yan family opened a banquet on time.
A dozen tables were laid out in the house, bustling with people. Yan's family also specially invited the chef of a five-star hotel outside.
Master Yan's 80th birthday is a lively event.
Qi Linqing could perceive Yan Xiang's indifference towards him, did not speak, and looked down to pick up vegetables.
But after taking a few bites, he saw Yan Xiang tremblingly pointing to himself, like relatives and friends, and introducing guests: "This is my grandson."
As for Qi Lele, everyone in the room knew him.
But he sat next to him like an invisible person, as if he had been deliberately ignored by the old man.
Qi Linqing felt that the old man was quite contradictory. Obviously he doesn't like the original owner, but he is obviously eccentric in various aspects.
After the middle of the banquet, many guests began to give gifts.
Qi Lele also took out a gift, a Republican snuff bottle in a wooden box.
He knows that Yan Xiang likes to smoke old cigarettes.
This is not worth much, but it is a very meticulous thought.
Yan Xiang glanced at the box and nodded slightly. The servant took it and put it aside.
There are already full of presents.
Qi Lele pursed his lips when he saw it, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Yan Xiang obviously loved him...
Yan Qiongfang pushed Qi Linqing a bit and motioned to him to give gifts quickly.
This is the best chance to get a good impression in front of the old man.
Qi Lin took out the sake from his bag, and took out a volume of packed study work.
Because it was given to the elders, he also specially wrapped it carefully. But I didn't expect to experience a bumpy journey, and now it's hard to say what to look for.
However, Yan Xiang is not his client, and it doesn't matter if they are almost sold.
Qi Linqing smoothed the folds at the corners a little, then handed the painting to the other party, simply saying:
"I wish you a happy birthday and longevity than Nanshan."
Yan Xiang's turbid eyes widened a little, probably astonished by the crumpled drawing paper.
Yan Qiongfang hurriedly added: "Dad, this is a Linqing painting. He just won the first prize in the city's traditional Chinese painting competition."
Yan Xiang doesn't pay much attention to online news, and doesn't believe it at all.
His impression of Qi Linqing is vanity, extravagance, and low-mindedness.
It is impossible for such a child to learn Chinese painting.
However, Yan Xiang is still a little curious about this drawing paper.
Is this painting by Qi Linqing, or did he find someone to replace it?
But in front of so many people present, Yan Xiang was not ashamed to open it directly. After all, the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, and he has to protect the child's face.
...
City B, Zhong's Villa.
After dinner, Zhong Chen lay on the bed and brushed Taobao boredly.
Since learning to use this emerging online shopping platform, he often buys things on it.
Anyway, you can pay and place an order with the tap of your finger, and the delivery is easy and convenient.
Zhong Chen browsed [Guess You Like] on the homepage.
[Pink men's home thin ice silk pajamas -699]
He ordered a coupon and purchased it.
[Fangyuan Huazhai Traditional Chinese Painting Customized Landscape Painting Ink Brush Painting Pure Hand-painted·Home Decoration·Homework Painting·Any Theme (Master's Work) -10000+】
Zhong Chen stared at this place.
The plum blossom picture in the photo on the product page resembles many techniques and details that his master once drew.
Zhong Chen clicked on the big picture and looked at it carefully for a long while.
He started to contact customer service: [Is the plum blossom picture on the product painted by your shop master? ]
The customer service second replied: [Yes]
Zhong Chen immediately returned to take ten shots.
Customer Service: [Do you want to customize ten paintings? Are there any special needs here~~]
Zhong Chen: [You don't need ten pictures, just one picture is enough]
Customer service: [Miaomiao shocked.jpg, sorry, can I ask you why? ]
Zhong Chen: [You sell too cheap]
customer service:[...]
As far as Zhong Chen is concerned, no matter who the painter is, he doesn't mind spending more money since the other person has caught the master's light and entered his eyes.
...
Qi Linqing was eating, and suddenly received a call from the boss.
He talked to Yan Qiongfang, took his mobile phone and left.
As soon as the call was connected, an excited voice from the boss came from the other end of the phone: "This is an order! It's still a big order!"
Qi Linqing was also very happy, and hurriedly asked, "What type? Does the client have any subject matter requirements?"
"That's not true. Four-foot-three, he remarked that you can play as you wish."
Qi Linqing: "That's a painting, right?"
Boss: "Actually, he took ten links."
Qi Linqing was stunned, "Ten?"
Boss: "Uh, not really. Although he took ten shots, he only asked you to draw one."
Qi Linqing was even more surprised. Why are there such people now? Is there nowhere to spend more money?
Boss: "Maybe because I took the picture of your plum blossom picture as a baby link picture. I just asked, and he replied that the price of your painting is too cheap, probably because I think your painting should be worth more money."
Qi Linqing was surprised, and could only think about whether his luck had improved recently, and he could meet such a generous client.
According to the division, 100,000 yuan, he can get 70,000 yuan. With this money, he can move out.
When Qi Linqing thought of this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
When he hung up the phone, he couldn't wait, his gratitude filled his heart, and immediately wanted to paint for this kind and generous client.
When Qi Linqing came here, he brought portable drawing tools with him, including pens, inks, papers and inkstones.
This is his professional habit, no matter where he goes, he must bring a guy.
After Qi Linqing went back to talk to Qi's parents, he hurried back to the bedroom and began to draft the drawings in the small study.
...
As soon as the dinner was over, Yan Xiang opened the drawing paper.
After reading it, Yan Xiang's complexion suddenly became unsightly. Does this kid think he can't recognize this as ghostwriter when he gets older and presbyopic?
Yan Xiang has considerable research on Chinese painting.
He could tell at a glance that although this is a study, the pen is steady, and he will definitely not be able to learn it after more than ten years of skills.
Qi Linqing can fool Yan Qiongfang, but not him!
Yan Xiang's expression became cold, and immediately leaning on a cane, he walked slowly to the second floor of the house.
He thought that the child had been left out since he was a child, living in a rural area, and had not received much formal education. In fact, it was pitiful to blame.
Yan Xiang can actually understand that the other party has a bad condition.
But with his violent temper, he couldn't help but want to educate.
"Grandpa, be careful of the steps!" Qi Lele passed by and saw Yan Xiang hurriedly wanted to step forward to help.
Yan Xiang ignored him and walked with difficulty.
Qi Lele was afraid that he would fall and knock, so he followed him all the time.
Yan Xiang went to the door of the second bedroom on the second floor, without knocking, he just twisted the handle—Who is the parent who teaches the children to be polite?
The door is unlocked.
He pushed away and walked in.
Suddenly, Qi Linqing, who was painting at the table, raised his head and looked over in surprise when he heard the movement.