Chapter 775
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Students in other departments may not be familiar with the name of Mo Zhengyan, but those students who are involved in traditional Chinese arts are full of yearning for Mo Zhengyan.
Although he is a professor at a university, he can attend at most one or two classes a month. Every time, the students are fully occupied, and even some people are outside to listen.
His paintings are worth hundreds or even tens of millions. However, he is not fond of business, so he seldom sells his calligraphy and paintings to the public. The only few times he provided paintings free of charge for charity.
From character to ability and influence, it is worthy of no match.
"Mo Zhengyan? Are you talking about Mo Zhengyan, who has studied Chinese painting, calligraphy, history and archaeology? " Huo Tianxian asked in shock.
"That's right." Jingyunzhao road.
Suddenly, the room was startled for a few seconds. When Jing Yunzhao and Yao Baobao did not know why, Huo Tianxian suddenly screamed.
"I'm sorry for you! Mo Zhengyan, although I haven't seen it, we have a painting of him in our family! My father regards this painting as a treasure, and won't let me touch it. When it first cost nearly 10 million yuan, it has been shot several times! And it's not about painting. This Mo Zhengyan has a very good reputation. My father is his fan. At the beginning, I applied to a university. If it wasn't for the sake of successors in the company in the future, my father would let me major in Chinese painting... "
Jing Yunzhao is also a little surprised, but he didn't expect this layer.
However, it is no wonder that Huo Tianxian is from Kyoto and his parents are not ordinary people. He should know Mo Zhengyan.
"Are you his student?" Huo Tianxian suddenly smiles and flatters.
Jing Yunzhao stands up with goose bumps in an instant.
Huo Tianxian, the eldest lady, has ever seen other people with this kind of expression, which really makes her feel a little unhappy.
"Yes..." A little speechless.
"Well Should he sell me some paintings? Jing'er, you may not know that his calligraphy and painting prices are very high, and it's hard to ask for a thousand dollars. If I can get one or two copies for my father, my pocket money will certainly increase. The most important thing is, no matter what, my father will find Qi Zhong, the smelly instructor for me! " Huo Tian Xian Dao.
After the military training, she had asked her parents to help. She asked Qi Zhong in the army. However, she asked her again today that her parents told her not to make mischief. The matter was over.
"What do you want Qi Zhong to do?" Jing Yunzhao is stunned.
"Revenge, revenge, revenge?" Huo Tianxian naturally said.
With a face of sweat, Jing Yunzhao silently ordered a wax for Qi Zhong: "speaking of it, I should meet Qi Zhong in a few days. I'll talk to you about something good?"
Huo Tianxian listened, his eyes were bright: "good! By the way, do you have Qi Zhong's mobile phone number? "
Jing Yunzhao nods.
"Bring it!" Huo Tianxian grinned and immediately reached for his hand.
At this time, all the worries disappeared, and even the sarcasm and talking voices of those outside were heard again, and the music was tossing and turning in the quilt. Even I couldn't wait to see the scene of tomorrow.
This night, except for Jing Yunzhao, the other three didn't sleep well. When they got up in the morning, they all wore a pair of dark circles, but they were all in a good mood. After all, Jing Yunzhao had been a coward for two or three days, which also had a lot of influence on them. But now it's all right. The time to be proud will come soon.
The wind blowing in the early autumn is very comfortable. Classes are held in the morning as usual. Mo Zhengyan appears at noon.
In the morning, several scenic roads on the campus have been filled with a variety of paintings and calligraphy, and many people stop to enjoy it.
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Students in other departments may not be familiar with the name of Mo Zhengyan, but those students who are involved in traditional Chinese arts are full of yearning for Mo Zhengyan.
Although he is a professor at a university, he can attend at most one or two classes a month. Every time, the students are fully occupied, and even some people are outside to listen.
His paintings are worth hundreds or even tens of millions. However, he is not fond of business, so he seldom sells his calligraphy and paintings to the public. The only few times he provided paintings free of charge for charity.
From character to ability and influence, it is worthy of no match.
"Mo Zhengyan? Are you talking about Mo Zhengyan, who has studied Chinese painting, calligraphy, history and archaeology? " Huo Tianxian asked in shock.
"That's right." Jingyunzhao road.
Suddenly, the room was startled for a few seconds. When Jing Yunzhao and Yao Baobao did not know why, Huo Tianxian suddenly screamed.
"I'm sorry for you! Mo Zhengyan, although I haven't seen it, we have a painting of him in our family! My father regards this painting as a treasure, and won't let me touch it. When it first cost nearly 10 million yuan, it has been shot several times! And it's not about painting. This Mo Zhengyan has a very good reputation. My father is his fan. At the beginning, I applied to a university. If it wasn't for the sake of successors in the company in the future, my father would let me major in Chinese painting... "
Jing Yunzhao is also a little surprised, but he didn't expect this layer.
However, it is no wonder that Huo Tianxian is from Kyoto and his parents are not ordinary people. He should know Mo Zhengyan.
"Are you his student?" Huo Tianxian suddenly smiles and flatters.
Jing Yunzhao stands up with goose bumps in an instant.
Huo Tianxian, the eldest lady, has ever seen other people with this kind of expression, which really makes her feel a little unhappy.
"Yes..." A little speechless.
"Well Should he sell me some paintings? Jing'er, you may not know that his calligraphy and painting prices are very high, and it's hard to ask for a thousand dollars. If I can get one or two copies for my father, my pocket money will certainly increase. The most important thing is, no matter what, my father will find Qi Zhong, the smelly instructor for me! " Huo Tian Xian Dao.
After the military training, she had asked her parents to help. She asked Qi Zhong in the army. However, she asked her again today that her parents told her not to make mischief. The matter was over.
"What do you want Qi Zhong to do?" Jing Yunzhao is stunned.
"Revenge, revenge, revenge?" Huo Tianxian naturally said.
With a face of sweat, Jing Yunzhao silently ordered a wax for Qi Zhong: "speaking of it, I should meet Qi Zhong in a few days. I'll talk to you about something good?"
Huo Tianxian listened, his eyes were bright: "good! By the way, do you have Qi Zhong's mobile phone number? "
Jing Yunzhao nods.
"Bring it!" Huo Tianxian grinned and immediately reached for his hand.
At this time, all the worries disappeared, and even the sarcasm and talking voices of those outside were heard again, and the music was tossing and turning in the quilt. Even I couldn't wait to see the scene of tomorrow.
This night, except for Jing Yunzhao, the other three didn't sleep well. When they got up in the morning, they all wore a pair of dark circles, but they were all in a good mood. After all, Jing Yunzhao had been a coward for two or three days, which also had a lot of influence on them. But now it's all right. The time to be proud will come soon.
The wind blowing in the early autumn is very comfortable. Classes are held in the morning as usual. Mo Zhengyan appears at noon.
In the morning, several scenic roads on the campus have been filled with a variety of paintings and calligraphy, and many people stop to enjoy it.
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Students in other departments may not be familiar with the name of Mo Zhengyan, but those students who are involved in traditional Chinese arts are full of yearning for Mo Zhengyan. Although he is a professor at a university, he can attend at most one or two classes a month. Every time, the students are fully occupied, and even some people are outside to listen. His paintings are worth hundreds or even tens of millions. However, he is not fond of business, so he seldom sells his calligraphy and paintings to the public. The only few times he provided paintings free of charge for charity. From character to ability and influence, it is worthy of no match. "Mo Zhengyan? Are you talking about Mo Zhengyan, who has studied Chinese painting, calligraphy, history and archaeology? " Huo Tianxian asked in shock. "That's right." Jingyunzhao road. Suddenly, the room was startled for a few seconds. When Jing Yunzhao and Yao Baobao did not know why, Huo Tianxian suddenly screamed. "I'm sorry for you! Mo Zhengyan, although I haven't seen it, we have a painting of him in our family! My father regards this painting as a treasure, and won't let me touch it. When it first cost nearly 10 million yuan, it has been shot several times! And it's not about painting. This Mo Zhengyan has a very good reputation. My father is his fan. At the beginning, I applied to a university. If it wasn't for the sake of successors in the company in the future, my father would let me major in Chinese painting... " Jing Yunzhao is also a little surprised, but he didn't expect this layer. However, it is no wonder that Huo Tianxian is from Kyoto and his parents are not ordinary people. He should know Mo Zhengyan. "Are you his student?" Huo Tianxian suddenly smiles and flatters. Jing Yunzhao stands up with goose bumps in an instant. Huo Tianxian, the eldest lady, has ever seen other people with this kind of expression, which really makes her feel a little unhappy. "Yes..." A little speechless. "Well Should he sell me some paintings? Jing'er, you may not know that his calligraphy and painting prices are very high, and it's hard to ask for a thousand dollars. If I can get one or two copies for my father, my pocket money will certainly increase. The most important thing is, no matter what, my father will find Qi Zhong, the smelly instructor for me! " Huo Tian Xian Dao. After the military training, she had asked her parents to help. She asked Qi Zhong in the army. However, she asked her again today that her parents told her not to make mischief. The matter was over. "What do you want Qi Zhong to do?" Jing Yunzhao is stunned. "Revenge, revenge, revenge?" Huo Tianxian naturally said. With a face of sweat, Jing Yunzhao silently ordered a wax for Qi Zhong: "speaking of it, I should meet Qi Zhong in a few days. I'll talk to you about something good?" Huo Tianxian listened, his eyes were bright: "good! By the way, do you have Qi Zhong's mobile phone number? " Jing Yunzhao nods. "Bring it!" Huo Tianxian grinned and immediately reached for his hand. At this time, all the worries disappeared, and even the sarcasm and talking voices of those outside were heard again, and the music was tossing and turning in the quilt. Even I couldn't wait to see the scene of tomorrow. This night, except for Jing Yunzhao, the other three didn't sleep well. When they got up in the morning, they all wore a pair of dark circles, but they were all in a good mood. After all, Jing Yunzhao had been a coward for two or three days, which also had a lot of influence on them. But now it's all right. The time to be proud will come soon. The wind blowing in the early autumn is very comfortable. Classes are held in the morning as usual. Mo Zhengyan appears at noon. In the morning, several scenic roads on the campus have been filled with a variety of paintings and calligraphy, and many people stop to enjoy it. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
