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

Jiang Mu just appeared in the sight of the audience.

Seeing that someone finally agreed with her point of view, Chen Ling was very happy, "Lu Fei, you have to live, right? You can't let others support you in the process of pursuing your dreams, right?"

Lu Fei's face was stiff and embarrassed. In his world, painting was the most important thing, and nothing was more important than painting. He had never thought about what Chen Ling mentioned.

"So, it's better to give up as soon as possible. These days, dreams can't be eaten. If you have dreams and pursuits, you can't even maintain a basic life without money. Don't you think those are redundant?"

Chen Ling sneered.

Jiang Mu nodded in agreement, unlike the others who were angry, and others who looked at Jiang Mu also became angry.

"Since you agree with Chen Ling's words, participating in any excellent exhibition is simply a waste of quota and occupying such a good place." Subei said very rudely.

Jiang Mu looked at the girl standing beside Lu Fei, and shrugged, "The teacher chose the work, what does it have to do with me? Besides, she is right. Pursuing dreams does require money, don't you think? It's a little fairy, you don't need to eat, just drink dew to live?"

Although she is very happy to be called the little fairy Subei, she still feels very shameless to be so scolded.

"It's still your pragmatism and your appetite for me. I'll show you the world another day, and maybe you can find a way to make money for you."

Chen Ling's sense of superiority came again.

Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Although I agree with what you said, I didn't say that I disagree with Lu Fei's point of view. The process of pursuing a dream is hard and difficult, but compared with those who do nothing all day, have no pursuit, have no goals, and have no goals. Dreams, those who live numbly, and those who pursue their dreams are happier.”

Chen Ling, who has nothing to do all day, no pursuit, no goal, no dream: "..."

After hearing this, Lu Fei really smiled, "I knew it, you can't think like those vulgar people!"

Who knew that Jiang Mu turned his head and said, "Then what did you think of making a living before you became a painter?"

Lu Fei was silent.

Jiang Mu smiled, "I think Chen Ling is pretty good. She came from a wealthy background, and she also likes you very much. After you get married, you don't have to think about life at all, and you can work hard for your dreams freely."

Lu Fei's face suddenly turned ugly, "I have a way to survive."

"Lu Fei doesn't need to marry Chen Ling." Subei was even more excited, the two of them said in unison, and the theme of the exhibition hall suddenly became biased.

The disgusted Chen Ling glared at the three of them angrily, "I haven't seen him yet, my vision is very high, not everyone can be worthy of me, I don't care about a poor student. You may not even be able to buy a bag from me, so why should I be with such a person?"

Jiang Mu smiled and said, "Oh, then why are you here? You don't like oil paintings, nor do you like Lu Fei?"

Chen Ling's cheeks were flushed, and she said in a hurry, "Come here to see how boring, how innocent, how ignorant you are, fighting here for something you can't eat or drink, I really think I'm here. How can I become a great painter! What time am I wasting with you here, why don't I buy a few bracelets!"

Chen Ling sneered and left angrily, everyone, look at me, I look at you, and the scene suddenly became awkward.

Subei was the first to attack, "Jiang Mu, what do you mean by what you just said? Why is Lu Fei going to marry Chen Ling? Who are you looking down on?"

Jiang Mu smiled nonchalantly, "I'm just giving a suggestion to my friends, doesn't it mean that Lu Fei has no plans for his work after graduation?"

"What kind of advice are you! I think you will come up with some bad ideas just because you can't see our goodness! I think you should take care of yourself, first think about what you will rely on to survive after graduation, you won't think you take it seriously. So amazing, can you become a painter who can survive on your works while you are in college?"

Subei retorted angrily.

"Of course not, because we Mumu can survive on our works now. Don't you know that our Mumu's works in the Young Painters Exhibition sold for a high price of 100,000 yuan?"

King Ba, who had endured it for a long time, opened his mouth. The name of this little overlord is not for nothing, and his arrogant posture is feared by anyone who sees it. This is quite famous in their department.

However, everyone was more shocked by the news.

"100,000?!"

"My God, I'm so happy that my paintings can sell for 10,000!"

"Looking up, I don't want to sell it, I just want to be able to participate in the art exhibition."

"Sure enough, people are more angry than people. They are all students. They can win honors for the school in their freshman year, participate in the exhibition of young painters, and sell a painting for 100,000 yuan. As for me, I almost failed the final exam. Pass."

Queen Ba's back is straight, and her little chin is raised, which is called pride and pride, "I said Mumu, you are just a good-natured person. You don't give any advice to others, but they don't appreciate it at all."

"The dog bites Lu Dongbin, I don't know the good heart. If this is our family, it will definitely be scolded to death by everyone." Han Yutong said.

Even An Ying, who has always only liked painting, said, "Aren't we here to appreciate the works of seniors and seniors, don't waste time on meaningless things."

"Yes, yes, they are not worth it, they are not worth it." Ba Wang quickly agreed.

"you……"

Subei was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he could only be sullen when he couldn't speak to the few people on the other side.

The exhibition hall was quiet again, and everyone began to appreciate the works in the exhibition hall.

To be honest, the works of the juniors and seniors are still very high-quality, at least in school.

There are landscape paintings, still lifes, and portraits. Many of them are high-quality works, but they are just high-quality. They are basically the same, and they rarely have their own things or their own characteristics.

Jiang Mu didn't even need to look at the signature to know which teacher's student drew this work.

The necessary condition for becoming a painter is to have your own characteristics and style, otherwise you can only be lost in the crowd.

But in these works, there are still very unique styles. Jiang Mu strolled around, Lu Fei's alley full of flavor, An Ying's capital woman, and Feng Xiaoxiao's father, all are very charming.

Jiang Mu pursed her lips and smiled, maybe the three of them will really become great painters in the future.

"I think your Beijing woman is the best and should be placed in the best booth." Jiang Mu said.

"Hmph, if you have self-knowledge, anyone's paintings here are eligible to be put here, but not yours." Subei found another opportunity to ridicule.