Chapter 212 Cunning big star
The aisle ahead was filled with people carrying luggage, and the airport pick-up gate was extremely crowded.
Yu Xingtu was standing outside, crossing her chest and staring at the VIP passage ahead.
After a while, a thin figure slowly appeared—
It is a slightly old man, with gray hair, a thin face, sharp and wise eyes in the old eyes, and looks very good, with a suitcase in his hand...
Yu Xingtu saw this person, so he walked up.
"Hey, old man..."
The light voice passed through with a trace of gentleness.
When the old man heard this, he stopped his steps and followed his reputation. His eyes lit up when he saw Yu Xingtu, and he quickly walked towards Yu Xingtu—
"Why is it you? Where did Ayan die?"
Xi Xiangyang asked with a smile, there was no fatigue from the journey on his face—
How could there be fatigue from the journey?
The old man is a person who pays great attention to enjoyment. He looks for the best treatment and the most comprehensive service wherever he goes. Even if he is painting, he has to find the best time...
For example, the "Spring Rain · Pioneer" that I saw at Yu's house before is a famous painting in the hands of the old man. If this painting is put up for auction, it will be worth at least 70 to 80 million, which is the most conservative estimate. !
It is said that, in order to paint this painting, the old man personally found a farmhouse to live in, repaired it a lot, and almost turned the farmhouse into a paradise. It took several months to find the best visual At this point, it took a long time to feel the realm, and then it took more than two years to complete this painting.
The artistic conception contained in it is worthy of scrutiny. In the circle, the paintings of Lay Xiangyang are very popular, and some of the philosophies contained in many works are also very intriguing. Also, it is also because of the legend of the old man himself—
The founder of YC, a newly emerging light luxury brand...
A very good design master, one of the current YC shareholders.
The characters that often appear on the hot list, in the eyes of others, are also a kind of legendary existence. They have a high status in the painting world, almost like characters on the top of the pyramid...
It can be seen how precious this painting is.
Of course, the pair hanging in Yu’s house should be just a fake, because the real one is in her hands.
That painting was taken by her back then and given to Qin Jue, and later, it is now back in her hands.
"She's gone to City H, and she doesn't have time to pick you up, let me come! I'll take you home first, see what you want to eat, it's time for lunch..."
Yu Xingtu stretched out his hand to take the suitcase in his hand, and said at the same time.
Xi Xiangyang looked at her with a smile, his old tone was very kind—
"Xing girl, you are still caring... You said that my granddaughter is not even close, it is better for you to know how to be considerate to grandpa... When grandpa catches his breath, grandpa will draw you again and give it to you as a souvenir... You can sell it for money..."
After Xi Xiangyang said this, Yu Xingtu couldn't help rolling his eyes, and couldn't help but said, "You have been saying this for several years, since you first said that you would give me a picture of the autumn scenery, until now, four or five Years have passed... You are with me, and your credibility is zero. Get in the car first..."
As he spoke, he pulled the suitcase and walked outside.
Xi Xiangyang raised his somewhat gray eyebrows, and quickly followed.
Soon, the car also left the airport.
"How much did you lose this time?"
Yu Xingtu's calm voice came.
The old man paused, glanced at Yu Xingtu, and said, "How do you know I lost?"
"If you are undefeated, you will tell us the first thing you see us when you come back, and what good things you brought me. Twenty minutes have passed. You didn't mention the gift at all. You are not defeated. How else could it be?"
Yu Xingtu glanced at him with his starry eyes, and smiled lightly. He looked like he had seen through it a long time ago, which made the old man feel uncomfortable for a while.
"You are a cunning star..."
"If you don't understand the game of betting on stones, it's better to restrain yourself. My dad didn't suffer a lot back then, so he got a little bit of a handle. You don't do such a good art, but go to toss about it. What's the point?"
"Stone gambling is also an art with high technical content. Let me tell you, you don't understand it either. However, your talent in this area is very high, why don't you make good use of it?"
Xi Xiangyang stared at Yu Xingtu curiously.
Yu Xingtu didn't even look at him, staring at the front very intently, with a calm and calm tone—
"Compared to this, I still prefer to work down-to-earth and earn money. I walk by the river all the year round, and there are always times when my shoes are wet. This is good for killing time, but it is not very good for excessive indulging. I still It's very clear."
After Yu Xingtu said this, the old man also took a deep breath, and looked at Yu Xingtu with some relief.
"Xing girl, you are still an old man. I saw that among all the children, you are the one with the calmest temperament and the most slick face. You can talk nonsense when you see people and talk nonsense when you see people. It is not easy to suffer outside. If Ayan can have I'm not so worried about half of you... You, a big and cunning little fox, are more suitable for doing things like Ayan..."
"Didn't you see when I was at a disadvantage? I suffered a lot from your grandparents..."
"Hey... don't keep mentioning this, okay? I've said it all. If you become my closed disciple, the benefits will continue. Otherwise, marrying my grand-nephew or those grand-nephews will be good, and the fat will not flow to outsiders..."
Yu Xingtu didn't bother to talk to him.
…
Yu Xingtu directly sent the old man back to the Xi's villa, and even made a home-cooked meal for the old man himself, all of which were the old man's favorite dishes.
After eating and drinking, the old man asked Yu Xingtu to follow him to the studio.
The studio is divided into two floors above and below ground, and the basement is a darkroom, which has collected many good things of the old man.
Yu Xingtu is standing quietly at this moment, looking at a painting spread out on the table, his star eyes are full of surprise...
In the painting, I saw a woman wearing a white gauze dress, walking on the bluestone road full of morning light and mist, with verdant woods on both sides, and a cold lake on one side, it looks quiet and mysterious...
However, Yu Xingtu looked at this painting at the moment, and always felt that the woman in the painting was inexplicably familiar. Take a closer look...
Isn't this Yu Weinuan?
Yu Xingtu was a little surprised, why did this Yu Weinuan still appear in this painting?
Taking a closer look, it's not the old man's style of painting, so what's going on?
"Grandpa, where did you get this painting?"
Yu Xingtu couldn't help asking.
PS: Third watch! See you tomorrow-
(end of this chapter)