Chapter 215 (1/2)

Xu Haodong will see Fang Zheng depressed with his mouth and nose holding a pencil, angry and funny.

How old are you? I'm thirty-five this year. Like a five-year-old, my mouth is pouting. A colored pencil is on my lips. It's a bit of a cross eye.

”I can't buy a store.”

”It's impossible to buy it. Who is willing to sell it now?”

”I want to open another teahouse for you.”

”Daughter in law, I don't make money.”

Xu Haodong just told the truth.

”Ten yuan for a pot of tea, artificial seats for boiling water and chopping firewood, and free refills. How much can you earn? The price is high. The local people dislike it. They don't like to come. If the price is low, we owe it. Plus the fresh juice on the street, those milk tea cafes and those who buy mineral water, that's a rest. There are not enough people. Mom is in B & B, helping to receive guests or something. Dad's doing something with big brother. My father-in-law is in the red mushroom planting base, and Erhai is fully responsible for the B & B. I'm a brick. I have something to move there. That's great. ”

Teahouses used to make money, but now they're not just teahouses. New types of milk tea shops and juice shops crowd teahouses.

Yes, but there's no need to drive again.

If Fang Zheng sighs, he won't buy it.

”When you go home, you have more rest. When you are tired outside, you don't care about anything at home. When you are tired and sleepy, you go to sleep. When you are hungry, you call me and say what you want. Or I'll take you up the mountain tomorrow. It's snowing. The view of glass mountain is wonderful. ”

”Shame.”

Xu Haodong kisses his head and goes to cook. Fang Zheng is no longer trying to figure out how to open a teahouse for him. There is no place to open it.

On the glass mountain, the scenery is really beautiful, just in time for rime, beautiful as a fairyland in the world, everywhere is a white, the sun is beautiful.

Fang Zheng took a lot of photos.

The scenery of Tengyun town is beautiful everywhere. Even if they have lived here for so many years, they will occasionally find that it is not the same beautiful.

Back in the studio. Xu Haodong thought that after taking photos, he began to draw again. He muttered that he could not relax. Since he had a holiday, he should enjoy it. He was busy every day. The teacher didn't give him homework, and he had to find something to do.

My daughter-in-law is not talented and famous. It's natural for her to be so diligent and studious.

Languid life makes people infatuated. Fang Zheng thinks of a little pig. Every day he eats and sleeps. When he goes home, he looks bad and his cheeks are thin. He will soon be wet in a week. His hair is shiny. No, he looks bright and shining.

I went to Beijing once to see Professor Ma.

Professor Ma was very happy with his arrival. He had a lot of discussions with Fang Zheng. He also said with Fang Zheng, if he can continue to train postgraduates in the school after graduation, and give some suggestions to these younger martial brothers and younger martial sisters when they take the examinations of the Academy of Arts, so as to talk about their preferences and standards.

After training Fang Zheng and a graduate student to enter the Art Research Institute, the Central Academy of fine arts holds a six-month assault every year to prepare for the delivery of talents. Unfortunately, this year's assault did not succeed. Although some students were shortlisted, they failed in the interview.

If they can make clear the assessment standards of Art Research Institute, they can also have targeted training.

Fang Zheng is full of promise. This is absolutely true. Professor Ma is his mentor, bole. He has the grace of knowing the situation.

”Let's hold a personal painting exhibition after returning home.”

”Yes, it is.”

”I'll help you contact the venue. It must be big and grand.”

”Thank you, Professor Ma.”

”I'm so proud of you. Do you open a gallery in Beijing after you return to China? I heard your agent say that you have cooperated with him to become a shareholder of art investment company? ”

”Investment means that you want to have the right to speak and make your own painting. If all flowers bloom in the capital, I will not join in the fun and go back to my hometown to paint. But don't worry, I'll come to the place where I need to, and I won't delay you! ”

”I don't want to leave you, sir.”

Fang Zheng nodded.

”Besides, my temperament is not so suitable. I, I've been avoiding the crowd for a long time. If I say something shameful, I want to hide when there are many people. It's too busy and I'm a little at a loss. It's good to be in my hometown. It's quiet. He's still with me. I just need to draw. I don't care about the rest. ”

”Well, live pure, simple, so that you can not be polluted by fame and wealth, and always maintain the purest art!”

When there are many kinds of things in the secular world, they occupy the brain and soul, and they will be distracted and can't be 100% devoted. In other words, they will follow the heat to draw instead of drawing from the heart.

It's like writing a novel. You can write anything about fire. You can copy, paste, copy, and melt. In fact, you don't write what you want to write.