Ning Qingzhou said that he did not understand painting, and was not humble. For a painting, whether it was pattern, lines, colors, artistic conception or genre, Ning Qingzhou could not give a professional and technical appreciation. In fact, he was the kind of person who would be shocked by a painting at a sky-high price.

Having said that, as a coder who often deals with words and has a wide range of knowledge, he still has basic artistic literacy and insights. When facing a work of art, he can always find the most suitable words and clearly and accurately describe his inner feelings.

For example, when Ning Qingzhou faced Zhao Yuan's painting, he felt like he was looking at a story. The painting itself would not move anymore, but there was a story flowing through it, and every stroke was filled with emotions. Once he saw it, he would be infected.

This diffuse imagination is of course related to the work he is engaged in, but it also proves that Zhao Yuan's paintings have this charm that can touch people's hearts.

Landscape pictures or character pictures synthesized by computers cannot bring such touch to people no matter how exquisite or beautiful it is.

In addition, Ning Qingzhou corresponds to Zhao Yuan's identity, which further confirms her extraordinary future. Therefore, before he carefully examined the painting, he dared to report "six thousand one paintings".

Hearing this price, Zhao Yuan's face changed, and her hand stopped, raised her head to look at Ning Qingzhou, with an inquiring look in her eyes.

"You lifted it low?" Ning Qingzhou asked.

"Do you really want to buy paintings?"

Zhao Yuan's expression turned pale, but Ning Qingzhou suddenly woke up, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Don't get me wrong, I really want to buy a painting."

Ning Qingzhou explained: "I have seen many paintings before, including some famous painting auctions. Although I don't have any professional experience, I have a summary. That is, any famous painting can always give people a feeling of "there is something outside the painting" and "the intention is outside the painting". When I see your painting, I feel this way. It seems that a string in my heart was tugged. To put it in terms of literary and artistic terms, it is a concern for me. Therefore, I recognize your strength and look forward to your tomorrow."

Seeing that he had sincere expressions and sincere words, Zhao Yuan said half of his doubts, "Maybe only that painting can have that level. You should finish reading the painting before bidding."

Ning Qingzhou said: "If I sincerely buy paintings, you will naturally come up with the best works."

Ning Qingzhou said as he walked to the table to look at the painting and added: "And my girlfriend also likes ink painting."

Zhao Yuan was slightly stunned and asked, "Did you buy it for your girlfriend?"

Ning Qingzhou nodded and said casually: "Yes."

Zhao Yuan's face changed and she felt ashamed.

Ning Qingzhou looked at it carefully and looked at it one by one. Finally, he picked seven pictures and said, "Just these seven pictures. But I didn't bring that much money today. I can put two thousand deposits here first, and then go back to withdraw the money."

Zhao Yuan said: "It doesn't matter. You can take the painting away first."

Zhao Yuan's doubts were gone at this time. Thinking about it carefully, if the person in front of him was like the wealthy people or local rich people he had met before, how could he retreat bravely when he was so popular? It was because he judged the gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Ning Qingzhou thought for a while and said, "You write your bank card to me, and I will transfer the money directly to you when I go back."

"Okay." Zhao Yuan agreed readily, saying that she was heartfelt. Although she was shocked by Ning Qingzhou's bid at first, she did not think that her paintings were worth the money.

Ning Qingzhou took the paper with Zhao Yuan’s bank card number and praised the female painter’s pen tip again. Even the numbers were written to make people shine. Ning Qingzhou folded the paper and put it in and said, “By the way, you can write down my girlfriend’s phone number. If you come back, you can receive the money and send her a text message.”

Zhao Yuan knew the intention of Ning Qingzhou saying this, and felt even more embarrassed and nodded.

Ning Qingzhou reported Jiang Hanxue's number, then carefully put away the painting, said "Thank you," and turned around to leave. Zhao Yuan hesitated for a moment, took out an embroidery from the drawer, and shouted: "Wait, this is for you."

Ning Qingzhou stood up and turned around and saw a picture of a flower-shaped embroidery handed over by Zhao Yuan, with a questioning look on his face.

"Give it to you." Zhao Yuan said.

"Is this suitable? It seems to take a lot of effort."

Zhao Yuan said half-truely and half-jokingly: "It's rare to meet someone like you who is 'knowing', so it's good to make friends."

"Then I'll take it." Ning Qingzhou took the embroidery and was about to leave. When he thought of something, he looked back at Zhao Yuan and said, "I hope the brush will always be pure and not be contaminated by pigments." After that, he smiled again and nodded to Zhao Yuan for goodbye.

Zhao Yuan stood there for a while, her face flushed. Is his last sentence criticism or reminder?

In the evening, when everyone came back to their friends, Ning Qingzhou told his friends about his experience of buying paintings today to his friends. Cao Yuqin, Huang Li and others couldn't help but be charged with "sewing with a female painter". Jiang Hanxue looked at Ning Qingzhou with her chin and said, "Tell me honestly and be honest and be lenient."

Ning Qingzhou said: "This is the whole story of the matter. All I left is your phone number."

Jiang Hanxue patted Ning Qingzhou on the shoulder and said, "You are smart."

Ning Qingzhou was upright and proud and criticized: "Say it again, in this world, not every encounter between men and women leads to blood and ambiguousness."

No matter how much jokes, when Jiang Hanxue and Ning Qingzhou were alone, they still asked with concern: "Do you think I'm useless, can't draw, can't sing, can't play drums, and can't play piano?"

Ning Qingzhou hugged her in his arms and said, "First, I don't think it's so 'useful' that I know those things, I just have a specialization in my profession;

Second, you have many talents that no one else does not have. If I ask me to write them one by one, I can write another book "The Legend of the Immortals in the Mortals";

The third and most important point is that whether it is playing the piano, drawing, singing, or playing drums, those are all very good, but I just don’t like it.”

Speaking of this, Ning Qingzhou turned sideways slightly, kept facing each other with Jiang Hanxue, looked at each other, and continued, "And what I like is always by my side."

Jiang Hanxue's heart was filled with honey, and some of her worries had been blown away by the wind and rain.

Love words are probably like this. They warm and touch each other, and they also make the whole world smear.

Whether it is touching or sweet, I was lost in a gentle and passionate kiss in the end.

100 years passed in a blink of an eye. People began to review, summarize and look forward to coming to Xinhai. Jiang Guoguo, who was determined to carry on the past and set foot on the new beach, obviously did not go so smoothly. Although he was finally able to turn from an internship period, he was excluded by a colleague from a related household in the unit and was eventually assigned to the "Midnight Story" channel with a scary listening rate.

"Or why I'll go to your website as an editor, sister." Jiang Guoguo said with an idea after complaining.

Jiang Hanxue asked: "Do you like reading online novels?"

Jiang Guoguo shook her head and sighed. She said, "I only like to read fashion magazines. I don't have time to read novels with so many words. Now I ask me to read three stories every night. I have a big head and I want to smash the wheat and leave at any time."

"'Where is the time to do this,''Where is the time to do that,' now people like to say that, so where are your time going?"

Jiang Guoguo smiled embarrassedly and said, "Watch various types of variety shows, then buy online, and follow Korean dramas or something."

When Jiang Hanxue heard this, he seemed to do these things himself. The only difference is that he would take time to read novels anytime and anywhere, turn a few pages when taking the elevator, take the subway, turn a few pages when taking the plane, turn a few pages before going to bed at night, and sometimes he wouldn't mind spending a few hours chasing until the end.

For Jiang Hanxue, reading novels has become her lifestyle.

However, Jiang Hanxue has always been not good at educating people with an air of being a big sister, so in the end she can only encourage her a few words of encouragement and help her pay attention to a more suitable job.

Cao Yuqin also met Jiang Guoguo several times. Although she was not a close friend, she was already familiar with her. At this time, she couldn't help but answer: "If you like this type of work. But you don't like your current position, then what you have to do now is to work hard to do your current work and make everyone shut up. At that time, no one can suppress you unless the radio station is opened by them;

Of course, if you don’t like the current radio station job, but are not willing to change jobs now, then you also need to do your current job well. After you increase the listening rate of this channel, you will resign freely, and prove to yourself that it is their own loss to do things, and you must also let them understand that if they don’t value you, it is their own loss and they don’t know how to cherish talent.

This is what Buddha fights for a stick of incense and people fight for a breath."

The same spiritual chicken soup made by Cao Yuqin has a very different taste. Not to mention Jiang Guoguo, even the other old birds in the workplace nodded frequently and instantly became full of fighting spirit.

"Well, I will do it as my sister and sister Qin say now, increase the listening rate, and then leave beautifully."

Ning Qingzhou immediately said: "In the future, even if I go to bed, I will take the initiative to turn the radio channel to 'Midnight Story', and contribute my own strength to increase the listening rate of this channel."

When Jiang Guoguo was determined to fight the listening rate of "Midnight Story" to the end, Ning Qingzhou finally opened the most literary and artistic urban category.

One day in January 1011, Ning Qingzhou stayed in the apartment alone as usual. He looked at the message of the "Xiaomi Porridge" who was still waiting for his return in Qiandu's "Ning Qingzhou Community", and then closed the webpage, slowly leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

Meditation for a moment.

The most literary page appears.

Ning Qingzhou chose the "urban" category and gave the most literary and artistic brackets to fill in the blanks.

"First intimate contact!" Ning Qingzhou chose this ancient masterpiece in the online literature industry without hesitation.

“Category passed!”

“Influence passes!”

Ning Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, but then a thick red cross appeared in his mind: "The length does not match and cannot pass the verification!"

hat!!!

Ning Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes, "If the space is not passed? What is this?" After a while of depression, he immediately realized that compared with those five brilliant masterpieces, this novel is no different from a miniature novel.

Ning Qingzhou thought for a while and closed his eyes again.

The most fair and objective literary style still gives fill-in-the-blank brackets. Ning Qingzhou learned his lesson this time and filled in the work "The School Beauty's Personal Bodyguard" based on wireless proof platinum.

“Category passed!”

“Influence passes!”

The thick red cross appears again: "The book is not completed and cannot pass the verification!"

"The School Beauty's Personal Bodyguard" is not finished yet?!!

Ning Qingzhou rubbed his temples and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered an urban work "The Best Young Master" that he read in junior high school that he was determined to achieve "contemporary Jin Ping Mei".

In addition to the strange styles of the front and back, this book is worthy of being a masterpiece. Even after many years, it still has loyal fans to mention it from time to time.

"The best young man!" Ning Qingzhou chose confidently.

“Category passed!”

“Influence passes!”

After a while, a thick red cross appeared: "The eunuch in the series, the negative points, get thick!"

Damn! What the hell! When will the most literary app come with a complaint function? Did you just praise you for being objective and fair?

Needless to say, most of the technical apes who designed this program have been hurt by this book, and at least it proves that this programmer may be a fan of the author of that book. If you change to another work that is also regarded as a classic by many book fans and has been completed, it should be fine.

"Chen Ergou's evil life!"

Ning Qingzhou filled in the title of the book in brackets, and then continued to wait with some psychological shadows.

Although this book also gave the protagonist a three-dimensional hang, the book's ability to bend and stretch the way the small characters survive and upright is quite impressive. Ning Qingzhou can still outline the action of the male protagonist Chen Ergou straightening his back in his mind.

“Category passed!”

“Influence passes!”
To be continued...