Almighty, Your Persona Has Collapsed

Chapter 126

Speaking of this, Chairman Yan looked at Meng Fu and fell silent again.

Most people in the Painting Association are noble and noble, like a breeze and bright moon, they are spotless and will not be contaminated with mundane things such as money. Almost no one takes it seriously.

In ancient times, it was not for five buckets of rice to bend the waist, and today the Painting Association is similar.

President Yan never expected--

He was a courteous corporal and talked to her personally, but she didn't agree, but she agreed with only 400,000 yuan.

President Yan is very complicated.

His face is not worth four hundred thousand.

He held the teacup and did not rush back, and introduced his situation to Meng Fu, "You have only one senior. He is in the capital, and he is the chief painter of the younger generation. I will push him to you later, what? When you go to the capital, meet him."

President Yan is rigorous in picking up his disciples. After so many years, he has only accepted one disciple, and Meng Fu is the second.

The two apprentices are both dragons and phoenixes.

President Yan bowed his head and took a sip of tea: "As for my apprenticeship ceremony, if you have any ideas, follow your brothers specifications if you dont have any ideas."

Seeing that Chairman Yan didn't mean to refuse her, Meng Fu was relieved, and blinked her eyes when she heard what he said. She seemed a little embarrassed: "Master, I have some personal reasons. It is not convenient to show your face for the time being, you Look, this grand ceremony..."

President Yan: "...Are you not a star?"

No, you are not easy to show your face?

Meng Fu thumped Chairman Yan, "Master, for now, for now."

She beats people's shoulders with just the right amount of strength. President Yan bends over to paint all the year round. She has some cervical spondylopathy, which is quite comfortable to be pinched by her.

President Yan is very cold and stern, and it will not work for the time being, and his voice is as solemn as ever: "Since it is not convenient for you to show your face, we will fill it up when it is convenient for you."

Meng Fu lowered his eyebrows, his hands lightened a lot: "Thank you, Master."

"Also, your preliminary contest must have passed," Chairman Yan once again remembered one thing, "The semi-finals will start right away. The theme is great, you have to prepare your paintings. Your painting style has your own style, But the proficiency is not enough. Starting from today, you will copy a painting every day. I will send you the paintings that your brother copied before."

Meng Fu nodded, just like Teacher Zhou gave her exercises every week.

She squinted her eyes slightly, remembering something, and the speed of pinching her shoulders slowed down: "Master, do you need to leave a name for the rematch painting? You think I will be a member of the Art Association from now on, do I have to get a loud stage name?"

Painting Association can have stage names, but most of them have more real names.

Chairman Yan used his real name.

Meng Fu had this request, Chairman Yan did not agree, but think about Meng Fu saying that she is inconvenient to show her face, he reluctantly agreed, "What's a resounding stage name?"

Meng Fu smiled: "I want to make money every day."

Chairman Yan: "..."

Concise, clear goals, and simple.