Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

"Yes, yes, just bring one, if the two of them fight, we can't bear it." Han Yutong was also anxious.

"Isn't this what the boss said, can you bring two? It's better to have more natural people if you eat big households." Jiang Mu didn't take this seriously at all.

The corner of Ba Wang's mouth twitched, "Which of us is the big one?"

Jiang Mu shrugged, "Of course it's you. Whoever treats guests is the big one!"

King Ba: "..."

Well, she was speechless.

"Brother Mu, here we are!" Sun Quan's arrival interrupted the conversation of several people.

The other three people in the bedroom turned their heads and saw two handsome and sunny guys.

The handsome one is Wen Liyan, and the sunny one is Sun Quan.

The three instantly understood.

King Ba: "Are these two family members you want to bring?"

Jiang Mu nodded.

Everyone: "..."

Fortunately, the school grass did not come, otherwise it would really be a world war.

We are all acquaintances, so there is no need to introduce more.

Several people entered the gallery.

The gallery is very quiet, the piano music is very light, and although there are many people, no one makes a loud noise.

There are people standing in front of almost every piece of work, and here are all very good works.

From the Excellence Award to the Third Prize to the Second Prize to the First Prize, the closer you are, the better your work will be.

Jiang Mu's work is in the innermost and most central position, and there are more people around him than any other works.

Even Jiang Mu, the author, could only stand outside, unable to squeeze in.

"I said the fourth, you are too good!" Ba Wang pushed Jiang Mu's arm, "Look at these people, so many people are fascinated by your works."

It was also the first time for Jiang Mu to experience such a feeling. Although she liked to draw in her previous life, there were too many things to do at that time, and she had no time, energy, or intention to draw.

This is also the first time in her life that her work has been appreciated by so many people.

This feeling is really not bad.

The corners of Jiang Mu's lips twitched slightly. It would be great if all of her works were here, and if today's exhibition was not an exhibition of outstanding works from the oil painting competition, but her personal exhibition!

But it doesn't matter, she always has an exhibition day.

Jiang Mu's thoughts were flying, and there were more and more people here. The third floor inside and the third floor outside. Before the group of people standing in front had left, there were new people who wanted to appreciate this painting. , However, the people behind can't see it, and the crowding begins.

Wen Liyan's eyes and hands were quick, and he subconsciously separated Jiang Mu from the people behind him.

"Be careful." The clear voice rang in his ear, Jiang Mu suddenly felt a little itchy in his ear, and subconsciously took a half step back.

She reached out and rubbed her ears, "If you have something to say, don't get too close, it's too itchy."

Wen Liyan smiled silently, but didn't let go of her arm, she still pulled her arm, "Stand firmly, don't be crowded by this group of people."

"Everyone, don't crowd! Don't crowd! Stand on both sides in an orderly manner, and don't cause riots and disturb other people's viewing of paintings."

At this time, the person in charge came out and appeased everyone.

"Curator, do you know the author of "Flame"? Is she really only nineteen years old? This work doesn't look like a nineteen-year-old could paint it at all!"

Someone asked.

"It's true that she is only nineteen years old. She is a freshman student of Central America. If you don't believe me, you can ask Fang Desheng! This is a student of their department."

The curator said with a smile.

"Genius! Really genius! To draw such a work, I am afraid that only a genius can draw it!"

"Don't you say that heroes come from young people? Young people are talented, now Lao Fang is so happy!"

"No, you don't know. In the past few days, basically many people know that the first prize of the oil painting competition is the first-year student of the Central Academy of Fine Arts. This person can't wait to say it several times a day. I really can't wait to put my family The phone line was unplugged."

"If my students can be so talented, so talented, and can draw such works, I will wake up laughing in my dreams!"

Everyone was talking about it, and the front position of the oil painting has been given up. Now many people watching can see the painting, whether they have the ability to appreciate it or those who don’t know anything about oil painting. , were attracted by the color of the smoke and the strong flame.

"Fourth, how did you draw it? I got goosebumps when I saw it." Ba Wang tugged at his sleeve, and a thin layer of pimples appeared on his arms and wrists.

"I didn't get goosebumps, but, why do I feel like I'm out of breath?" Han Yutong said this.

And An Ying, who was beside her, kept her eyes on the painting. She didn't blink her eyes, she breathed lightly, she didn't seem to hear any of the discussions around her, and she threw herself into the painting. .

Sun Quan frowned and looked puzzled, "Brother Mu, aren't you most afraid of this thing? Why did you draw it?"

Jiang Mu smiled lightly, "The more afraid you are, the more you have to paint, so that you can face the fear in your heart and overcome the fear in your heart."

Wen Liyan looked down at her, "What's a little bit of fear? Who doesn't have a little bit of fear? You don't have to overcome it." This is too cruel to himself.

Jiang Mu was stunned for a moment, then said, "I'm just joking, believe me! When did you deceive so easily?"

Wen Liyan said nothing, she was afraid of fire, he knew it.

When she was still in the shanty towns of the Shanghai Stock Exchange, those gangsters burned their houses and threatened them for compensation. When the fire spread, the fear in her eyes made her stiff and unable to move an inch.

At first, he thought she was simply frightened, and was at a loss in the face of the sudden accident.

Later, there was an accident, and she was very nervous. Originally, he thought it was because the old house was almost burned down, leaving a shadow on her.

Everyone in the family thought so, but from the current situation, Jiang Mu was afraid of fire, not because the old house caught fire, but there was a deeper reason, a reason that no one knew.

Pay more attention in the future, at least, don't let her see the fire.

"Fourth, how did you come up with it? How did you come up with the theme of death by fire?" An Ying's eyes still stayed on the painting, but her voice trembled with excitement.

Jiang Mu trembled slightly, she could see it, and someone could really see it.

She can convey her inner thoughts through paintings, and whether the other party knows or doesn't know her, can understand her thoughts and her state of mind from the paintings, which is simply amazing!

Jiang Mu was a little excited.

"What death? Isn't this a flame? Where did death come from?" Han Yutong scratched his hair and looked at King Ba and Jiang Mu in confusion.