Jiang Xiaoyue thinks that it is really possible.

"Nothing left?"

"Nothing, not even his name," Wu Yueyang shook his head with a smile. "Is it strange? The things passed down from generation to generation in our family are also gradually lost, so in the end, it is just such a legend like story

Jiang Xiao is still a little disappointed.

"Why didn't manager Wu continue to choose to go down the road of painting?"

Since their family has the origin of painting, "I don't seem to have heard of any master in the painting world --"

"no, it's very strange. Although our family has the origin of painting, the rest of the family that can draw is my grandfather and I. in those turbulent years, there was an uncle in my family He is very talented. He died of illness in those years. Otherwise, he should be a famous man by now. My grandfather is also in the painting world, but this kind of painting in the picture is very exhausting. He has not painted it for many years

"I don't know who your grandfather was?"

"He seldom uses his real name in the painting world. He calls him Mr. Jumu."

Eh!

Mr. Kumu, she knew it!

What's more, it is said that Liu Guoying and his group have a destination in Xianwan City, which is Mr. Jumu's hometown. Their itinerary includes visiting Mr. Jumu, and then Mr. Jumu takes them to a liuyinquan in Xianwan city to paint.

This is written on the itinerary, because Mr. Jumu is also well-known, but he is not from the capital. If you bring him in now, this time's publicity can be spread far away. The local TV station in Xianwan will directly produce a program.

"My teacher appreciates Mr. Kumu very much, and I don't know if he has told you that he is going to have a program about painting and collecting wind."

Wu Yueyang was surprised, "yes! Is it possible to say that -- "

she just responded at this time," my God, are you Xiaojiang? Your teacher is Liu Guoying, Master Liu? "

She never responded!

Xiao Jiang knew it, but Jiang Xiao didn't remember the name.

"Yes."

"How nice to meet you!" Wu Yueyang stood up and shook hands with her again. "I talked to my grandfather on the phone, and he told me about your program this time. So you're the other group? This time I came here to paint a sea of clouds, right? "

"Yes." Jiang Xiao nodded. "If you don't mind, we can take a picture and make a short introduction to you at the exhibition. Together with Mr. Kumu's report, you are also a grandson in the painting world. "

Wu Yueyang laughed and waved her hand. "No, I'm just taking painting as a hobby to kill time. I don't want to develop in painting. I may prefer to communicate with people. It's interesting to see all kinds of people. Now I'm going to paint slowly. Maybe when I'm older, I'll hold a small exhibition of individual paintings. When I'm older, I'll hold a small personal exhibition. It's a surprise that there are so many people who can like my paintings. "

Jiang Xiao really likes Wu Yueyang's character.

She knew exactly what she wanted.

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