The full-level boss can't cover his vest after wearing a book

Chapter 50 The Art Museum Lacks a Chief

Lin Moyu, who was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, rarely listened to Yun Yikai's words.

She nodded silently, took a deep breath to suppress the panic and anxiety in her heart, and said calmly: "You are right, what I have to do now is to find the staff and ask if I forgot to display my painting .”

Yun Yikai nodded, with a somewhat absent-minded expression.

Lin Moyu had never seen him act so nonchalantly when facing her matters, which surprised her a little.

Yun Yikai noticed that Lin Moyu's eyes were on him, he shook his head and said, "Go to the staff first, I'll wait for Yunqing here."

Lin Moyu blinked in disbelief. Originally, every time something like this happened, Yun Yikai would rush to the front to help her.

But today, not only did he not take the initiative to speak up, but he also shirked the matter, and she immediately felt a gap.

She paused for a moment, a little confused about what happened to Yun Yikai, but she didn't say anything after all.

Lin Moyu pursed her lips, barely maintaining her usual quiet and elegant appearance, "Okay, then I'll go to the staff first."

At the same time, Yunqing was taken to the second floor of the art gallery by the staff.

Different from the layout of the gallery on the first floor, the overall layout of the second floor is antique, and you can occasionally see the curling sandalwood rising from a certain corner.

In addition to displaying some exquisite antiques on the entire second floor, there is also a special place for guests to drink tea and rest, and the atmosphere is very quiet and leisurely.

The staff didn't talk much to Yun Qing, and politely took her to the living room on the second floor.

"Miss Yun, our curator is waiting for you inside."

Yun Qing nodded calmly, knowing that it was the curator of Shengyi Art Museum who was looking for her, she didn't show any surprise, nor was she flattered.

After the staff brought Yunqing into the living room, they left.

In the living room, two people sat on the rosewood chair in the center.

One of them was dressed in a Tang suit, with white hair, long eyebrows, and a pair of deep and weather-beaten eyes. Even at an advanced age, one could feel the spirit of this person shaking.

There was another person sitting next to the old man. He was about 50 years old. He was calm and looked humble and polite. One could tell at a glance that this person was Xu Yiyang, the curator of Shengyi Art Museum.

Seeing Yunqing coming in, Xu Yiyang stood up, and very politely reached out his hand to shake her hand, "Hello, Miss Yun."

Yun Qing lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on Xu Yiyang's hands. His fingers were close together, and although they looked not rough, they were calm and powerful.

Yun Qing lightly shook his hand, then let go, and also replied, "Hello."

Xu Yiyang paused for a moment. In just this moment of communication, he felt that Miss Yun seemed a bit cold-tempered. He smiled and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, "Miss Yun, please sit down."

Yun Qing was not polite to him, she walked over slowly, sat down slowly, with a calm expression, not even the slightest bit curious about Xu Yiyang looking for her this time.

Seeing this, Xu Yiyang was really a little surprised. This Miss Yun was only an 18-year-old teenager, but her performance and status from the moment she entered the door to the present, she is very mature, and she does not look like a teenager should have look.

He couldn't help asking: "Miss Yun doesn't want to know what I want from you?"

Yun Qing lazily leaned back on the chair, and said in a cold tone: "I can guess."

Xu Yiyang smiled, regained his composure, his face returned to his usual serious and solemn appearance, and said bluntly: "In that case, I'll cut to the chase, your "Landscape" has caused quite a stir in the circle. Dongjing, can you tell us about the content of the painting "Landscape"?"

Yun Qing raised her eyebrows with a smile that was not a smile when she heard these words. She guessed what Xu Yiyang wanted to say, but he didn't say it clearly, and it was hard for her to expose it.

I had no choice but to follow his routine, "The relevant content has been displayed in the works, and the rest is nothing more than a sudden thought of the Youth Art Competition, and I was a little anxious to draw."

Xu Yiyang paused slightly, turned his head and glanced at the old man sitting beside him, the old man gave him a look, and he slightly pursed his lips, already having some judgment in his heart.

The old man sitting next to Xu Yiyang is the national player Mr. Sun. Before the exhibition started, he and Mr. Sun had studied the painting "Shanshui".

"Landscape" is really good, and he didn't see anything wrong with it.

But Mr. Sun said that this painting was a bit hasty. Mr. Sun has been painting for more than 50 years, so he is naturally more familiar with it than ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, Yun Qing directly said this matter as soon as she opened her mouth to talk about the painting.

It seems that this painting was probably painted by Yunqing herself, but it may also be painted by someone familiar with Yunqing, who understands this person's painting style.

Xu Yiyang thought for a while, and then asked Yun Qing another question, "Do you think this question will have any bad influence on the painting "Landscape"?"

Yun Qing shook her head slowly, "No, the painting is in a hurry, and it's just time. The cursive script must be understood by Curator Xu. This painting and cursive script are actually the same concept."

I didn't explain the specific cloud feelings, but said in a playful tone, "The painting is too coherent, but it is not suitable for the youth art competition, and it is easy to misunderstand. What do you think Xu curator?"

Xu Yiyang didn't expect Yun Qing to see what he meant, so he smiled awkwardly and explained: "We judge that the artist who painted this painting has superb skills, and it really doesn't look like it was painted by a teenager. After all, at least this person must have 20 years of painting skills."

Yun Qing didn't deny his words, but nodded lightly, "However, there is another kind of person, curator Xu may not have thought of it, that is a person with extraordinary talents."

In other words, genius.

The corner of Xu Yiyang's mouth twitched when he heard the meaning, but Yun Qing was quite confident.

Xu Yiyang turned his head to look at Mr. Sun again, but Mr. Sun's attention fell on Yun Qing, and he was not sure whether Yun Qing was lying, after all, they did not see Yun Qing painting on the spot .

Xu Yiyang thought about it for a while, and then said: "Our art museum lacks a chief position, are you interested in coming here? Just to make a name, so as not to delay your study."

Ordinary people would definitely agree when they heard that they wanted to be the chief of Shengyi Art Museum.

After all, there is no one who would not agree to such a beautiful thing that not only saves face but also has a future.

And Xu Yiyang was also sure that Yunqing would happily respond.

Unexpectedly, Yun Qing just glanced at him indifferently, her tone was cold, and she refused very simply, "I'm not interested."

The extremely decisive three words directly made Xu Yiyang choke in place. Even if he had plans to talk about the benefits of being the chief, he couldn't say it.

After Yun Qing refused to be the chief, she probably had nothing to do with her, so she simply left the living room.

After Yun Qing left, Xu Yiyang turned his head to look at Mr. Sun, and said with a deep expression: "Mr. Sun, what do you think of this matter?"

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