Chapter 67 : Hit by Someone (2)

After staying at his mother's house for three days, Qiao Ran was too lazy to stay in bed like a snail almost every day.

The temperature has dropped sharply these days. Every day, it is between five and eleven degrees celsius. In the south where there is no heating, it is really too cold.

Turn on the air conditioner, the air is too dry, people are prone to fire, not open and cold, nothing much, Qiao Ran directly chose to roll up the quilt and read in bed.

But in the afternoon, Mr. Wang called her and asked her to go to the chinese artist Ran Yang's exhibition with her tomorrow.

Qiao Ran agreed. After all, her passion was painting. It was a very happy thing to see an art exhibition.

She searched the internet for the word ran yang, and came up with his information.

After Qiao Ran graduated, he made many famous friends, but they were all casual friends.

Especially famous celebrities had no chance to contact, and this Ran Yang was a little more popular than the famous ones she had made.

Ran Yang, 40 years old, but according to the documents, he looked younger, with long hair and beard, and looked very vicissitudes of life.

Her looks were average, not ugly or handsome.

Most of his paintings were oil paintings, which catered to westerners and were more famous in the west than in china.

His paintings usually sold for more than 500,000 yuan. Compared to Qiao Ran, he was a great god.

The next morning, Qiao Ran arrived at the gallery in the north of the bridge on time.

In front of the gallery, Mr. Wang was waiting for her with students like Yu Tiansi and Chu Qiaosheng.

Qiao Ran hurriedly apologized. "I'm sorry, teacher. I'm late. I'm so sorry, brothers and sisters."

"You're welcome, sister. We're early." Chu qiao said with a faint smile.

Mr. Wang also smiled and nodded. "We just got out of the car. Don't act like you really owe us. Let's go. Mr. Ran is inside!"

Everyone followed Mr. Wang inside.

The gallery was very large, and many people came to see the exhibition today. They were all men and women who were either rich or expensive in bright clothes.

It seems that Ran Yang's reputation in the country is not too bad, Qiao Ran followed Mr. Wang, walked a dozen steps, and saw Ran Yang talking and laughing with several young men and women.

"Mr. Ran, long time no see!" Mr. Wang greeted him with a smile and greeted him warmly.

Ran Yang turned around and smiled brightly. "Mr. Wang, you're just in time. I just wanted to call and ask if you had time to come!"

This Ran Yang did not put on any airs because of his fame. Instead, he was very enthusiastic.

Mr. Wang liked this kind of painter the most, so Qiao Ran could understand why she could make friends with the character of ran yang.

Mr. Wang introduced Qiao Ran and others to Ran Yang. Besides the new students, there were two other students who were better than qiao ran outside.

But the two students were naturally about the same age as Ran Yang.

Just like on the internet, Ran Yang had a moustache and long hair. He looked very free and easy, and his clothes were good. However, Qiao Ran really didn't like men to have moustaches. He always felt strange.

"It's rare for Mr. Ran to go back to china to hold an art exhibition, so I brought my students here to broaden my horizons. Maybe they can learn some valuable experience from Mr. Ran or get some valuable inspiration!" Mr. Wang's words were filled with joy.

Qiao Ran followed behind her, while Chu Qiaosheng whispered to her, "Sister, the scar on your forehead is still..."

Qiao Ran was stunned. He didn't expect that chu qiaosheng would notice such a thing.

"It will slowly disappear. Don't worry." She said in a low voice.

Chu Qiaosheng smiled. "Even if there is a scar, sister is as beautiful as you!"

"Yes, senior sister is very beautiful!" Said Yu Tiansi in a low voice.

At this moment, Ran Yang's eyes fell on Qiao Ran, smiling and saying to her, "Are you a student of Mr. Wang? Look at you. You should be graduating, right?"

Qiao Ran nodded and smiled faintly, "Yes, I just graduated. Mr. Ran's painting is really good."

Ran Yang smiled. "Thank you for the compliment. Don't be shy. You can ask me anything you don't understand."

"Mr. Ran is so easy-going!"

"Yes, I've never seen such an easygoing artist!"

"That painting is so beautiful. The girl in it looks like a fairy!"

Someone pointed to a painting and said, Qiao Ran looked at the painting. There was a girl with curly hair sitting there. Although she was a westerner, her features were really beautiful. The sun fell on her and made her whole body exude a layer of hazy beauty.

"This is my student, very beautiful!" Ran Yang said with a smile.

"Mr. Ran is really good at writing!"

"That's right! It's so poetic."

Everyone quickly smiled and flattered.

Qiao Ran paid attention to the painting. Unknowingly, she and her fellow disciples were separated. Everyone was admiring the painting they liked, and ran yang was standing beside her at some point in time.

"You like this one?" Ran Yang asked softly.

Qiao Ran looked back at him and said politely, "I rarely see anyone drawing this sunset so beautifully and with such a personality."

Ran Yang was not pleased. "In fact, oil painting is to have a little innovation. Some people like abstract, we can add something appropriately."

Qiao Ran pursed her lips slightly. "I can see that Mr. Ran is very creative."

He smiled and asked casually, "Do you like those body paintings?" He pointed to the left. On the left was a portrait of a human body. The protagonist was a beautiful woman with straight black hair. She covered all the sensitive areas with her hair.

This kind of human body painting was not as exposed as the nude painting, but it also had a hazy aesthetic feeling, and Ran Yang's brushwork was also good, so Qiao Ran still liked it.

"Yes, these human body paintings have a hazy beauty." Qiao Ran said, but not overbearing, she admitted that Mr. Ran's strength was much better than hers, but she would not try to curry favor with the other party.

To make friends is to make a heart. True friends are not made because someone is fawning on them.

"If you like it, I can draw one for you and leave it to you." Ran Yang smiled, then took out a business card and handed it to Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran was stunned for a moment and quickly took it with both hands. He was someone Mr. Wang knew. Even if she didn't like what he said, it didn't save his face.

"Thank you. I'll look for Mr. Ran if I have the chance." Qiao Ran said faintly.

Ran Yang still smiled. "Then I'll have to wait for your call. I have guests over there. Excuse me."

Qiao Ran nodded. For some reason, she felt that this man's eyes were starting to look strange.

She frowned and was disgusted by what he had just said. Even if she was unmarried and had no lover, this Ran Yang was still a second-rate painter. Would he draw any body art for anyone?

She was not interested in this aspect. It was too embarrassing to strip naked in front of a strange man. Qiao Ran turned around, not expecting to bump into someone.