Chapter 230

It's cheap. It's only 100 yuan a month. He paid it for a year. I don't have much money in my pocket. I bought an induction cooker to carry back two cases of instant noodles. After hesitation, I only bought a ham sausage. I didn't buy an egg because it was too expensive. Then I bought a bundle of processed vegetables when I went through the vegetable market. I think it's very good. I can cook instant noodles with vegetables.

He pasted his great dream and goal on the wall for one year and won the title of excellent painter.

Two years later, an exhibition was held.

In the past three years, there were 500000 paintings, which earned both fame and wealth.

Four years, live in a big villa, drive a small sports car!

Five years, life is complete!

Start painting!

He takes out the energy to catch up with his homework. He doesn't eat, drink or sleep. He paints and paints. Day and night painting. When he was hungry, he cooked instant noodles. He cooked five bags at a time, ate them all and drank the soup. Even in the cooking pot, he put some hot water around and drank the oil in the seasoning bag on the edge of the pot.

After painting for a month, I went to the gallery with seven or eight paintings in my arms. I went to find a kind of broker who specializes in selling paintings to sell them. These brokers would send business cards to all schools. It was well said at the beginning that they would be responsible for selling the paintings as long as they were taken over. Each of them is not equal.

Xiaobai found it, but the agent was very happy when he saw Xiaobai's painting, and then asked. "Sir, which school did you graduate from? Who did you learn from? What's your big size

"My name is Jiang Xiaobai."

The agent gave a look, and then his smile faded and he put the painting on.

"Mr. Jiang, I think the temple is too small for you. Would you like to ask elsewhere? "

"Didn't you say you could buy it for us as long as we painted?"

"The art market is in a slump recently. I can't afford to buy it! "

Xiaobaixing came here in a rush. When he was told that, he had to go away with the painting in his arms.

Anyway, it's not this family. He can go to a second one.

When the agent of the second company heard that his name was Jiang Xiaobai, he also looked a little strange.

"Our clients like characters, not landscapes. You're not up to our standards. " The third agent didn't even look at the painting.

"We don't accept paintings by artists who are not famous." the fourth, the fifth, the tenth

Xiaobai walked around, carrying so many paintings on his back, and went to more than ten houses. None of them said it was OK.

The last one. Xiao Bai has to sell his paintings. He's running out of money next month. Since graduation, he made an oath and set a goal, he would not want his parents' money. But he also had no money. He thought that as long as he sold the painting, he could get the living expenses, but it didn't seem so smooth.

"Can I sell it cheaply? I don't want a painting. Twenty thousand, ten thousand? "

Xiaobai pushes the picture forward.

"I'm the third best new artist. My paintings are worth the money. So, eight paintings, seventy thousand? Fifty thousand? "

The agent shook his head with a smile.

"Thirty thousand?"

Xiaobai has gritted his teeth. This is a big loss sale.

The agent sneered and returned the painting.

"Give me two hundred. I don't want any space."

"Well, what kind of paintings do you accept? I will go to change, draw the "you will never meet our standards! Mr. Jiang, I advise you to change your career as soon as possible. "

Small white stares round eye, "what meaning? What do you mean

The agent smiles.

"See off!"

Xiaobai ran for a day, dry mouth, rice did not eat, was driven out.

Xiaobai doesn't understand. Why? One family refuses, all refuse? Didn't he get the third place in the rookie competition? At that time, some people paid 50000 yuan for his entries. He didn't sell them for commemoration. How can it be reduced to 200 now? No one wants them?

He strides forward, he is full of hope for the future, he runs all the way to a better new life, but the reality directly digs a big pit in front of him, he does not fall, the pit is also full of thorns and thorns, cut him black and blue.

Fang Zheng knew that he was going out of the customs today, and he was also in a bad mood in the past two months. I'm still concerned about how Xiaobai is today.

"The agent said that even if no one wanted 200 paintings, they would still occupy space. He advised me to change my profession as soon as possible, saying that I could not sell any paintings. Fang Zheng, I, am I not good at painting? Did you see the picture I sent you? To be fair with you. Am I going backwards? "

Xiaobai is anxious to correct his mistake.

"No, Xiaobai, your paintings are as good as at school."

"Then why not sell it?"

"Have you lost your living expenses?"

Xiaobai sniffs and doesn't talk.

"I transferred 2000 yuan to your card. You're not going to spend enough time with me. Xiaobai is OK. Work hard and you'll be OK. "

"Good. Thank you for your dispute. "

Xiaobai knows that it's not the time for him to be hypocritical. It's not a matter of tightening his belt and not eating. He wants to survive and live. He wants to buy canvas and continue painting.Xiaobai went to sell his paintings the next month.

The results were the same as in the first month. No one wants it.

Xiaobai went again in the third month.

The results were the same as in the first and second months.

He was not disheartened, Jiao Jiao teeth dry tears, the fourth month went.

He spent 50 or 60 paintings, but he didn't believe that there was no one. It was estimated that there was a brokerage company that saw Xiaobai's persistent efforts and came every month. It was a bit hard for him to see that there was no one around. The broker lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Jiang, let me tell you the truth. We want your painting, but we can't. Who did you offend? Who did you offend before you graduated? "

Xiao Bai's eyes are full.

"Yuan Hong."

The other side nodded.

"He is a famous painter for a long time. He has contacts with these art companies in Beijing. He said that he will not let you go if you humiliate him and destroy his art exhibition. If that art company dares to accept your paintings, he will ask his friends and students not to come here to sell them. He is a master. He has a wide range of contacts. We business people want to get rich. We can't afford to offend him. No one needs to offend such a master for your little painter! You, you'd better change your career, or you don't want to go back to Beijing. You'll draw 500 paintings, and no one dares to ask for them. "

Xiaobai's face is blue.

All the way out is blocked!

Yuan Hong plagiarized his paintings and deliberately suppressed him!

It's not that he doesn't work hard enough, his paintings are not good enough, it's that Yuan Hong doesn't give him a chance to get ahead I

not to mention being a famous painter and a first-class master, he can't even be a painter. So many dreams, ambitions and visions of the future have become mountain like paintings. None of them can be sold. No one can appreciate them. No one can even look at them.

He has been fond of painting since he was a child, and he has persisted until now. When he graduated, his future was sealed. He has no money for a long time. Fang has been remitting money to him for more than four months to support him to continue painting. In the first month, he ate five packs of instant noodles. Later, he had a meal every two days and lived in hunger. He can't even afford instant noodles. He spent all his money on painting equipment. He didn't eat food other than instant noodles for more than four months. He insisted on it and kept on biting his teeth. For the sake of his dream and the future, he could endure any hardship. He thought there would be a bright future, but now he knows that he can't stand out in his life.

It doesn't matter how much suffering he suffered or how many crimes he suffered, but he was beaten down all his life. Li Jin always said that this society is very cruel.

The teacher also said, you are young, did not enter the society, you do not understand, originally, so cruel, causing death is so simple. It's so easy to destroy a person.

This life, it's over.

He can compromise. He goes to Yuan Hong to admit his mistake. He kneels down in front of Yuan Hong and sucks his own mouth. He said he was wrong. He did wrong before. Martial uncle doesn't remember villains.

He would rather die! Never bow to the wicked!

He can go to find Li Jin. Didn't Li Jin help him punish Yuan Hong at the beginning, and Yuan Hong begged him to raise his hand?

At the beginning, he didn't know what Li Jin was thinking. He thought it was a relative relationship. It was reasonable for Li Jin to help him. But when things are clear, he's going to ask Li Jin. Will Li Jin say that he asked you not to come with me at the beginning? Did you know that he came to me after bumping into the south wall? Can we agree on the matter?

If he agrees, everyone in the family will kill him!

If he doesn't agree, Li Jin turns him away. That's self humiliation. The more he thinks about it, the more he can't live. The future is dark and he has a dead heart.

He is still too young to be spoiled by Li Jin. When he encounters this setback, he is so frustrated that he goes back to the rental house and sits still. Looking at so many paintings piled up in the corner, he turns out the lighter and wants to burn all the fire!

I don't draw any more, I'll change my career! I'll go home and farm! I'm not at your mercy!

Good! You won!

What's the reason for the evil forces to defeat the good and honest people that day?

Fang Zheng and Xiao Bai have a very good friendship, not without a reason.

Fang Zheng seems to have a premonition. When Xiaobai is ready to burn everything, Fang Zheng calls.

As soon as the phone was connected, Xiaobai's grievances collapsed and she cried on the phone.

Intermittently told Fang Zheng the cause and effect.

Fang Zheng was silent for a while.

"Will you come to me? It's very quiet in Tengyun town. The environment is very good. The level of consumption is not old. "I'm not going anywhere, I'm not painting, I'm giving up!"

"Don't be so angry. Can you really give up? When I was a few years old, I began to learn painting. Until now, it's hard to learn. Who can bear to give up? It's good to leave. Come to me. You can live as long as you want. "

"I don't want to be in the town or in the county, even if I teach children how to draw. Better than now. Come on. "V Xiaobai has no face to go back to his hometown. When he is desperate, Fang struggles to give him a place.Author gossip: this book is published exclusively by Liancheng reading, please do not reprint!