I Don’t Want To Be Popular

I collected the express in the morning, built the building blocks, and was about to go downstairs to find a restaurant for a meal.

The phone rang, and it was Xu Jinrong, the GM of the InterContinental Hotel.

"Director Chen, we have a dinner party at noon. It is Mr. Yin from our Haiqin City Collectors Association who invites you to thank you for exhibiting the [Beijing of Winter·Snowscape Landscape]." Xu Jingrong said.

Chen Chuan thought for a while, and he might as well go and meet him. Firstly, he could have a meal, and secondly, Mr. Yin had dealt with him here, and he had a very beautiful personal secretary.

Chen Chuan hung up the phone and drove there according to the address Xu Jinrong gave.

The banquet was held at Yin Shikai's wine estate on the outskirts of Haiqin City. These elderly bosses were very quiet and no longer liked the hustle and bustle of the city.

Parking Cullinan in the manor parking lot, the little secretary greeted him.

In a corner of the manor, there was a large black dog tied up.

The secretary introduced: "This is a Rottweiler. Although it may look fierce, it is actually very well-behaved."

Chen Chuan knew about this dog. It was a very powerful dog in fighting. I heard that one dog could fight three dogs.

On the way into the manor, the secretary briefly introduced every plant and tree to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan recognized this little secretary. He had seen her before, but he wasn't very familiar with her and didn't know her name.

Passed several pavilions and pavilions.

Chen Chuan was introduced to a villa.

After entering the door, I saw many old people there.

Everyone gathered around the wall, admiring and clicking their tongues at the "Beginning of Winter·Snowy Landscape Pictures" hanging on the wall.

"Please see, why is this painting so expensive? Firstly, it is Shi Tao's original work, and secondly, it is because of these appraisal seals! Look at these eleven appraisal seals. The seal of Tianbao means that this painting is in the Qing Dynasty. In the collection, there is also the square seal of Zhu Wen, the descendant of the Yuan family, which is the collection seal of Yuan Rong, the consort of the Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty, Guangwen Hou... These seals are no less than the main body of the painting!"

Among them, an old man in a black Tang suit talked non-stop, explaining famous paintings.

The secretary brought Chen Chuan in and said, "Mr. Yin, the owner of the original painting, Mr. Chen, is here."

Several old people turned back together to greet him.

"Ah? Is that you?" The old man in black Tang suit slapped his thigh and walked in front of everyone, "Oh, Chen Xiaoyou, is that snow scene and landscape painting really yours?"

Chen Chuan smiled, isn't this Chairman Teng's grandfather Teng Haishan?

"Mr. Teng, long time no see." Chen Chuan said with a smile.

Teng Haishan patted his thigh, pointed at Chen Chuan, and then at the snow scene, saying, "Why is it you, why is it you, I asked Qingqing to contact you, have you received it..."

Chen Chuan said: "You didn't receive any message or call from Qingqing?"

"Didn't you receive it? That girl, hey! If you fail to succeed, you will fail, that stinky girl!" Teng Haishan stamped his feet.

Mr. Yin and others warmly received Chen Chuan.

At this time, Chen Chuan heard the system prompt again:

"In view of the completion of the host's [One Good Deed a Day] prop and 100% praise from the recipients, the second reward was triggered and a [Wisdom Fruit] was obtained."

"[Tonghui Fruit]: A magical fruit. After taking it, you will gain short-term wisdom (lasts for 10 minutes) and can be used to comprehend certain magical powers. PS: The shelf life of this fruit is 5 minutes. Please take it as soon as possible."

Chen Chuan felt happy,

Excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and wash your hands.

The little secretary led him to the guest bathroom on the first floor.

Chen Chuan saw that there was no one around, and there were no surveillance cameras around. He took out the [Tonghui Fruit], a fruit the size of a purple grape, and chewed it in his mouth. The juice splashed everywhere, and it was so delicious that it made people salivate.

Close your eyes and feel as if a "tree of wisdom" is blooming inside your body.

When I opened my eyes, I felt clear and more energetic than when I entered.

After leaving the bathroom, Chen Chuan asked the little secretary: "Look at my eyes, are they very intelligent?"

"Yes, I have never seen such intelligent eyes." The little secretary said with a smile.

Chen Chuan returned to the living room, where a group of old men were still admiring paintings.

Standing in the crowd, Chen Chuan only glanced at Shi Tao's "Landscape with Snow Scenery at the Beginning of Winter", and the life of Shi Tao, one of the "Four Monks of the Early Qing Dynasty", flashed through his mind. At the same time, the essence of landscape painting was slowly understood and absorbed by him while observing this famous painting.

Composition, tension, visual effects, pen and ink peaks, rushing brushwork, texture of mountains and rocks, sense of space in the picture, horizontal and oblique twists, far and near shades, vague artistic conception, depth of the scene, side-edge pen, rough and simple lines, dripping ink, ink, green, Golden jade, boneless, light crimson, light color...

"I came to the lotus to get out of the water. After staying there for a long time, the leaves gradually withered. The dragonflies stood in the sky during the day, and the fireflies floated in the night."

As Shi Tao's inscription appeared in his mind word by word, Chen Chuan seemed to have forgotten time and space. He could only see the snowy landscape and countless painting secrets came into his mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining [Grandmaster-level brush and ink painting inheritance, Master Shi Tao]!"

Chen Chuan blinked and looked at his watch. There were still 3 minutes left before the 10 minutes of [Tonghuiguo] ended.

"What more can you understand?"

Chen Chuan glanced at [Beginning of Winter, Snow Landscape], and there were several other paintings beside it. You only need to understand this painting technique once, and there is no need to look at it again.

There was a book on the table not far away, and Chen Chuan stepped over and started reading.

Since this is the first floor, generally the study room is on the second floor.

Except for this one, there are no other books here. Someone must have brought this down from the study room on the second floor and placed it here casually.

All the old people were admiring the paintings, but no one noticed that Chen Chuan was flipping through the book, and he was flipping through the book very quickly.

Swish, swish, swish!

Chen Chuan flipped through a book of one hundred pages in three minutes.

The title of the book is "Horses and Riders and How to Teach Your Dog to Be Obedient".

With the increase in wisdom brought by the [Tonghui Fruit], Chen Chuan quickly gained proficiency in how to ride a horse, how to be an excellent knight, and how to train a dog.

Many mysteries come to mind, and the tree of wisdom blossoms, bears fruit, and withers.

After 10 minutes, the active brain returns to calm.

Chen Chuan closed his eyes and opened them again. There were already three kinds of wisdom in his eyes.

Proficient in pen and ink painting, riding, and dog training.

At lunch time, Mr. Yin invited everyone to sit down and prepared to chat while eating.

When Mr. Yin saw Chen Chuan writing at the drawing table on the first floor, he shouted: "Hey, Boss Chen? Come and sit down."

Mr. Yin walked to the drawing table, his eyes fell on the drawing paper written by Chen Chuan, and he made a hissing sound.

"Are you two chatting here?" Mr. Zhu walked to the painting table, took a look, and made a "tsk" sound.

The two old men stood aside with their eyes fixed, not daring to take a breath, watching an ink painting taking shape as the strokes of the brush became darker and lighter.

"Mr. Yin, Mr. Zhu, what are you looking at?" Teng Haishan also walked over and glanced at the painting standing on the painting table.

In Chen Chuan’s writing:

Mountains, water, rocks, trees, houses, houses,

Towers, boats, bridges, rain and snow,

Half of the landscape is spread out on the rice paper.

This was Chen Chuan's first time painting. He didn't pay much attention to it. He was not yet proficient in some places and his brushwork was rather sloppy. In addition, he didn't want to use all his strength to avoid shocking the world, so he hid his clumsiness. But even so, when he put down the brush By then, there was already a circle of old men standing around.

"Hey, Brother Yin, this half of the landscape is a buy one, get one free, gift to you." Chen Chuan put down his pen and said in a good mood.

"This composition, this level, these lines and depth cannot be achieved without decades of brushwork skills. You, Boss Chen, are really a genius."

"This painting has the charm of Master Shi Tao in its momentum!"

"This piece of fluffy grass is really lifelike in the painting!"

"A wonderful pen produces flowers, and future generations will be feared!"

All the old men were amazed.

"It's just a little talent." Chen Chuan smiled.

Yin Shikai leaned in front of the painting table and hesitated: "Chen, Xiaoyou Chen, you seem to have only finished half of the painting? You haven't finished it!"

"Yeah, let's eat first. Only after eating can we have the energy to paint."

"Okay, eat first, eat first. Keyi, serve." Yin Shikai said immediately.

At the banquet, the topic originally centered on Shi Tao's "Landscape with Snow Scenery at the Beginning of Winter", but after seeing Chen Chuan's handiwork, especially the ink paintings that conveyed Shi Tao's authentic charm, the topic all centered around Chen Chuan.

These people usually like to be arty. Not only do they buy paintings and collect them, but they also paint them themselves. Now that they see the true God, they naturally cannot hide their admiration and admiration, and they all invite Chen Chuan to their homes to paint.

Especially Yin Shikai.

On his painting table, half of the landscape painted by Chen Chuan remained, and he felt itchy in his heart, wanting to see the complete landscape.

The banquet is from 12 noon to 2 o'clock.

Everyone was drunk.

Although Chen Chuan drank a lot of wine with the old men, all of it was decomposed under the effect of [True·Hangover Pill].

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when Chen Chuan left the table, he did not ask Yin Shikai to finish the remaining half of the landscape. We would wait until he came back to play again.

In fact, if you don’t have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you can still see half of the landscape.

When he left the manor, he passed by the Rottweiler again and wanted to use the dog training methods he learned in the book to communicate with it.

"Woo, woof, woof, woof!" The Rottweiler pounced and bit, with no desire to communicate at all.

"Hey, hey, climb down, climb down, wag your tail!" Chen Chuan ordered.

"Woof, woof, woof!" The Rottweiler bit fiercely, as if it wasn't even listening.

Chen Chuan gave up on dog training because he felt like he was being tricked. The methods in that crap book didn't seem to work at all. Originally, he thought that if he could master the "Dog Whisperer" and tame the dogs to listen, he could buy some famous competition-level dogs and keep them for fun, such as French Bulldogs, Border Collies, Snow Dogs, etc.

But it obviously didn't work. It seemed that one day he would have to go to the racecourse and ride a famous horse to see if Riding Mastery worked. If it didn't work, he would have to give a negative review to that crappy book.

The little secretary who sent it out smiled and said: "The Rottweiler only listens to its owner, you can't tame it."

Chen Chuan walked to the parking lot and got in the car.

"Goodbye, Director Chen." The secretary shouted from below.

Chen Chuan started the car and drove out of the manor.

On the way back, the car stopped on the side of the road, turned up the volume of the stereo, and sat in the car to rest for a while.

Not long after, he saw a black car approaching from the reflector and stopped next to his car.

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