No. 8 Pawnshop

    Most of the people who came to see the exhibition were celebrities, rich or expensive, and many of them were people Jiang Xuxu could only see in newspapers and on TV. Instead, she felt that the cheap dress and The elegant atmosphere here is out of place.

    But no one seemed to notice her raw face, she was relieved and began to visit each work seriously.

      Yes, hold your own exhibition.

    A low and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded beside him, "Can you draw too?"

    Jiang Xuxu looked sideways, he was a tall and tall man with a red tie and a white shirt, with deep facial features, looking in his early thirties.

    She pursed her lips and nodded slightly, "I have been studying oil painting for seven years."

    The man smiled slightly, "Introduce yourself first, my name is Jiang Ke, I am a famous painter's agent, can you tell me what you like about this work?"

    Jiang Xuxu's pupils shrank slightly, and the heart in her chest couldn't help shaking violently. She knew the name Jiang Ke.

    I grew up abroad and worked as a painter's agent after graduation. His dream is to become the second great painting dealer after Vollard. In just a few years, he has become popular The three young oil painters made them famous overseas painters of the new generation, and he himself became famous and became one of the best painters' brokers in the industry.

    I didn't expect him to return to China now and appear here.

    She feels that she may have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

    Jiang Xuxu tried her best to calm herself down, forgetting the identity of the person in front of her, and turned to look at the painting on the wall, saying her truest thoughts.

    She didn't know whether she spoke for a few minutes or half an hour, she was even incoherent, but when she finished speaking, she heard the sentence of her dream, "I want to see Look at your painting."

    Jiang Ke left her a business card and asked her to send the painting to his residence, and he would contact her after reading it.

    ——

    Jiang Ke left without talking to her for long. He still has to see if there are more potential talents buried. Jiang Xuxu is just one of the wide-spread nets. However, Jiang Xuxu Don't know.

    This is the nature of painting dealers. They prefer little-known painters, as 'potential stocks', to build momentum for them, to hype their paintings vigorously, while making them popular, they also expand own fame.

    Jiang Xuxu looked at the business card in her hand, she was so excited that she couldn't calm down for a long time, she, is this finally going to be a success?

    "Are you happy?" Ye Li appeared behind her and smiled.

    Jiang Xuxu turned around and looked at this strange woman in surprise, but she heard her smile and said, "This exhibition ticket really helped you, didn't it?"

    Jiang Xuxu was surprised at first, and then a little embarrassed. It turned out that this lady was the owner. She took someone else's admission ticket and came in, Jiang Xuxu still felt a little guilty.

     Ye Li smiled slightly, "You don't need to feel sorry, that admission ticket was originally given to you by me."

     Her voice was charming and gentle, her eyes deepened slightly,

    "I appreciate talented people and would love to help them."

    Hearing this sentence, Jiang Xuxu couldn't help but be moved, "Thank you." Jiang Xuxu said sincerely, without this admission ticket, she would not have encountered such a good opportunity.

     Ye Li's smile deepened, "I also want to see your paintings, can you take me there now?"

    Jiang Xuxu was stunned for a moment, but quickly smiled, "Okay."

    The exhibition is about to end, and Jiang Xuxu has already obtained the biggest gain, so he and Ye Li walked out of the art museum together.

     "By the way, my name is Jiang Xuxu, I haven't asked you what you call me."

     Ye Li smiled kindly at her, "My surname is Ye, you can just call me Miss Ye."

    "Okay, Miss Ye."

    ——

    Ye Li came by car, so he invited Jiang Xuxu to take her car home, so as to see Jiang Xuxu's paintings,

     Sitting in a luxurious and comfortable luxury car, Jiang Xuxu was a little restrained, remembering what An Jia said, it's true, those who can afford the entrance ticket to Monet's painting exhibition must be rich people , However, although Miss Ye is rich, she gets along very well, and more importantly, Miss Ye said that she admires her talent very much.

    The place where Jiang Xuxu and An Jia live is not big and very remote. She was a little embarrassed to bring Ye Li into the house. Art supplies take up space.

    When introducing her own paintings, Jiang Xuxu seemed to be a different person. In a weak girl of hers, it seems incongruous but very suitable.

    Ye Li suddenly asked, "Do you want to hold your own art exhibition?"

    Jiang Xuxu smiled, "Of course I think, which painter would not want his paintings to be seen by others?"

      I know, so I can only continue to draw and wait for the opportunity.

    The corner of Ye Li's mouth curved, "I'm doing a business."

    Jiang Xuxu was puzzled, "What business?"

    "I said that I admire talented people and am happy to help them. You should also know that if no one appreciates your paintings, no one will buy them until they are eighty years old. Maybe After you die, your paintings will be offered to the altar, but do you hope that? All the fame and fortune, all the worship has nothing to do with you."

    Of course she didn't want to, Jiang Xuxu pursed her lips, her clenched palms and eyes all revealed her anxiety and fear.

    "Of course, you have now met an opportunity, Jiang Ke." Ye Li said this name, this person would never appear, and he would never meet Jiang Xuxu. Who did it, Ye Li can think of it without guessing.

    "Jiang Ke is indeed a man who can turn corruption into magic, but whether you can be his choice is uncertain."

    "If you need it, you can come to me at any time. I'll be waiting for you at the No. 8 pawnshop." Ye Li handed Jiang Xuxu a black business card.

    Pawnshop No. 8? Jiang Xuxu remained silent and still took the business card. She was not angry because of Ye Li's words. Did she say something wrong? No, her paintings are worthless if no one appreciates them.

    Ye Li left her the time to think, she walked to the pictures that were randomly placed on the ground, by the table, and on the windowsill. They were indeed beautiful, revealing a kind of unwillingness and fanaticism of beauty.

    "Can I buy one of your paintings?" Ye Liwen smiled,

    Jiang Xuxu's pale face was a little wistful, casual and self-deprecating, "Of course you can, but I can't buy it. You can just take whichever painting you like." Better than throwing it away as worthless junk.

    Ye Li shook his head, stroked the frame of one of the paintings, a thin layer of dust had fallen on it, "I never give anything to others for free, nor will I accept others for free Things, everything has its price, and it's more than reasonable to exchange one thing for another."

    "It's up to you."

    Jiang Xuxu didn't even pay attention to how much Ye Li left behind and when he left.

    She just thought, can Jiang Ke give her what she wants?

    The shocking words on the No. 8 pawnshop business card made her wonder whether she was relying on others or herself.

    As soon as An Jia entered the door, she couldn't help chattering, "Xuxu, the boss praised me for doing well today, and asked me to bring back two cakes from the store, which are delicious. ."

    After saying so many words, An Jia did not hear Jiang Xuxu's response, no, at least she would be happy at least, An Jia saw Jiang Xuxu sitting alone on the drawing paper scattered on the ground , appearing melancholy and lonely.

    "What's wrong, Xuxu?" An Jia put down her bag and cake, walked quickly to Jiang Xuxu's side, and asked worriedly.

    She quickly found a stack of money on the side of the table, "Xuxu, how come there is so much money?" You can't save that much without drinking for a year.

    Jiang Xuxu was still a little careless, "Someone bought one of my paintings."

     Hearing this, An Jia was even happier than Jiang Xuxu, "I knew that Xuxu would definitely succeed, Xuxu, you are so amazing, a painting can be sold for so much money..."

    Jiang Xuxu suddenly grabbed her hand, stared at her, and said with a little nervousness that she hadn't noticed, "An Jia, do you think I will really succeed?"

    An Jia was stunned for a moment, then showed a big smile, "Of course, Xuxu, you are so talented and willing to work hard, you are a born painter."

    The sentence 'You are a born painter' made Jiang Xuxu seem to have come alive again in her dry heart.

    An Jia is not surprised by Jiang Xuxu's performance today, she is accustomed to Jiang Xuxu's occasional confusion and confusion, and she is also used to sincerely encouraging her to cheer up and believe in herself every time.

    An Jia hugged Jiang Xuxu tightly and said firmly, "As long as we are willing to work hard, we will definitely succeed"

    What she didn't notice was that there were more different things in Jiang Xuxu's eyes than usual.

    ——

    Jiang Xuxu deliberately picked out several of his paintings of different styles and sent them to the place written on the business card, a well-known high-end gallery.

    Jiang Ke took a few parcels from the doorman. When he returned to the room and was about to unpack it, a phone interrupted his movement. After answering the call, he put on The jacket went out, ignoring the unopened painting in the corner.

    In the 'Dawn' bar, Ye Li instructed Aji to hang the oil painting bought from Jiang Xuxu on the wall of the hall, Aji paid attention to the sign, 'Jiang Xuxu', he thought There was a hint of doubt in the middle, and I had never heard the name of this famous painter.

    Aggie did not ask directly, but just obeyed the boss's decision.

    Ye Li looked at this beautiful oil painting, hugged his elbows and smiled, "This painting will be very valuable soon."

    It will also work as it should.

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