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405. Dogs that bite often don’t bark, sometimes with a smile

Jia Huanhuan, who was excited, even commented on the five beauties in Pingjing's photo. Fisherman's makeup was unexpected. She also asked Du Wen to consult about how much the makeup changes were?

Du Wen recommended her to try it with Zhong Mingxia, but she also commented that Zhong Mingxia's makeup style is a bit photographic and slightly exaggerated.

So when will she come and try it out? Jia Huanhuan is looking forward to it!

Then he gave a subtle reminder to Senior Sister Mei, just because of the higher education level, right?

As for a graduate student at Tsingkyung University, a woman without talent is virtue, and this is not a great thing.

In the end, Lin Chuni, she also came into contact with her and was deeply impressed.

He is tall and has long legs. It's just this tattoo job. He actually asked Wan Changsheng if he had any possibility of discussing with her the possibility of changing careers.

The premise is that Brother Changsheng thinks it is good, that's good.

Wan Changsheng didn’t want to talk to him anymore and focused on eating!

The more you are, the more you will be cherished by Wan Changsheng, and it is impossible to transcend the slightest bit.

The day after tomorrow is the weekend, and Jia Huanhuan has no time to complain about the heavy work of the doctors. The textbooks are stacked higher than their height, so they have to rush back after dinner. Let’s show Brother Changsheng’s cooking skills on the weekend.

Wan Changsheng also rushed back to have an interview with the teahouse owner.

The teahouse owner Huang Min and the others met was indeed the middle-aged man who passed by Wan Changsheng.

It’s also very interesting, and I said I would talk to Wan Changsheng again.

So I sent Huanhuan back to the gate of the medical department, Wan Changsheng turned around and drove back to school. There were several parking spaces downstairs, which were quite convenient. The small bar opposite liked to take advantage of these parking spaces.

The teahouse is still deserted, but when it first came to night, the ambient light on the terrace was turned on, and the lush green plants reflected a faint green light, which was quite romantic.

I couldn't see it on the road. Wan Changsheng liked it more and more. After ordering a pot of tea, he paid for a while, the waiter dragged over. The antique pot was covered with water stains, which really ruined such a good view and objects.

Very bad scenery.

Wan Changsheng waited quietly on the chair of the Grand Master in the Zhulu outside.

It can be seen that when building and decorating the place, it took a lot of thought. Even in this bamboo hut, the door curtains are elegant, light green curtains that are white and old, and are now tied into two groups, which are hanging there, echoing the lush daffodils in the blue and white porcelain pots on the table. The decorative chandelier above the head and a circle of light-transmitting plates under the eaves fully ensure that the light in the day and night has its own merits.

The only thing is that it lacks use and maintenance. Moss is printed on the corners of the ground and bamboo walls are full of signs of sprouting.

It's a pity.

After careful observation, you can really see many details.

Wan Changsheng smiled and shook his head, took out the engraving knife, and began to cut and prune the crazy-growing branches and leaves of daffodils. The removed branches and leaves were placed in the ashtray carved beside them.

If you don’t go out to take the college entrance examination, this is the most common state for Wan Changsheng in the Monument Forest.

Some people have been kneeling for a long time and always feel that the aristocratic temperament of foreigners is the most stylish. In fact, the aura of Chinese literati has never stopped.

This scene of neither speed nor slow, neither arrogant nor impatient also gave Chen Taiwei a deep impression when he came in.

Wan Changsheng looked up when he heard the sound, as familiar as if he had seen a friend he had known for many years: "It's a bit messy, just clean it up."

Chen Tai was paying attention to the seal carving knife: "I like to play with seals in my spare time?"

Wan Changsheng smiled and put away: "A little personal hobby..." As he said that, he bowed and stretched out: "Wan Changsheng, a student of Shumei, likes this place very much. We are looking for a place to settle down. If we can give up, we will make it more beautiful instead of admiring ourselves."

This is very skillful, but if a girl like Du Wen or Huang Min hears it, she will probably slap her in the face, and the buyer is the buyer.

How can I say that I like this? Can’t people start the price?

So stupid!

Chen Taiwei obviously also noticed the rough touch when shaking hands: "Wan Changsheng... I have heard this name a lot recently. Chen Taiwei, the storied figure of Shumei in the past two years, please call me Lao Chen, sit down."

When Wan Changsheng helped the other party pour tea, he also rejected the other party's cigarettes: "Are you the landlord here or did you rent this place? It can be seen that you have spent a lot of effort, but it's a bit abandoned now, which is a pity."

Chen Taiwei is in his forties or fifties, with few hair, and is extremely smart and elegant: "I bought this building. Didn't you notice the Taiwei gallery downstairs?"

Wan Changsheng suddenly realized: "Oh, I rarely go here, so I pay less attention..."

When the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts comes out, it is right and the training school goes left. With Wan Changsheng's undistracted personality, he will not care about irrelevant places at all.

I just come to the small bar occasionally to sit. It’s all night, so where can I see this?

Chen Taiwei actually began to introduce his gallery and helped many professors and painters in the Academy of Fine Arts. Of course, it was natural to ask Wan Changsheng whether this popular student president was interested in signing his works in the gallery to sell them.

Wan Changsheng could smile and say, "I have an agent, which is a good suggestion, but I have to ask her for her opinion. Today we should talk about the venue first. If we have the opportunity to get to know each other gradually, we will talk about future events."

Chen Taiwei didn't bother: "Then what do you use this venue to do? Start a company? Students have many experiences of failure in entrepreneurship. Do you need to invest a lot of money in doing this?"

Wan Changsheng is the best at attacking the heart: "We are a team, a team of hundreds or thousands of people, among which the arts and crafts major are similar to those of the painting arts major. There are a large number of painting works. If we can communicate well, we may have many opportunities for cooperation with your gallery."

This was something that Wan Changsheng had repeatedly considered.

In terms of basic types, students of the Academy of Fine Arts are two parts. Art talents such as Petroleum Carving are collectively called painting majors, decoration, decoration, environment, animation, industrial styling and other majors, which are practical art.

The latter has inexhaustible positions in the entire cultural and creative projects and Damei Training support work. The settings of cultural and creative design project teams can be infinitely increased, and can be used in various specific positions from photography, video, advertising, packaging, printing, etc.

The art category is not so friendly. The teaching assistants in Damei Training School should use painting students as much as possible. But even 3,000 art candidates only need more than 100 teachers. Moreover, there are many people who are not suitable for public lectures, so it is difficult to try it.

Besides, most of the students who are willing to enroll in art majors are students who really have artistic pursuits. Just like Wan Changsheng, it is their duty to produce works and create works.

If you all go to art exam training, that is putting the cart before the horse.

Nowadays, most of them are actually using their art abilities to participate in design work, which is also biased.

Wan Changsheng has always been a little worried about this.

Maybe this is a sense of responsibility.

He was instilled with the responsibility of temple guarding since he was a child, and he became accustomed to it.

Now I had an instant idea.

Chen Taiwei indeed focused on his mind: "How to say it? How can we cooperate?"

Wan Changsheng instantly outlined the outline in his mind: "I know that galleries must require profit. The works of big guys and famous artists must be more profitable. The commission fee alone is not cheap, but has Mr. Chen ever thought about the works of ordinary students?"

Chen Taiwei is sure to be familiar with the market: "What can students sell their things? They cost hundreds of dollars, and the students are shoddy and really treat themselves as a wrist."

Wan Changsheng nodded: "Student's attitude, I'm here. I think so. The gallery used to target rich people, foreign users, and collectors, but this era is constantly changing. Now the people also have demands for oil paintings, Chinese paintings, and sculptures. Of course, these things also have commodity paintings and commodity sculptures produced through assembly lines. But at least students' works that are dedicated can be unique. We should try to put the price to a little higher than commercial works, and we can enjoy art and specialize in ordinary civilian markets. Maybe a single work does not have that much profit, but it can be full. You cooperate with big bosses and famous artists. I am afraid you know that the initiative is not yours. The reason for bullying customers is the same. Do you think there is a cooperation possible?"

After smoking a cigarette, Chen Tai-san looked at Wan Changsheng with a meaningful smile: "You have become a sensible person, and at least I can't ask you for a high price for this place."

Wan Changsheng also laughed: "I have the foundation of Damei Training Institution. I have received more than 80 Shumei undergraduates in the past year, more than 700 candidates last year, more than 400 undergraduates, and 3,000 people this year. I have to see how many people I can gain. These people form the Damei Society, a student commercial institution. We need an office space. We have a cultural and creative product team with a daily sales of 270,000 yuan, and will also establish a very large student art trading market. Yes, let me talk to you, I have decided this idea. Whether it is not important to work here or not, and it doesn't matter whether there is anyone involved in cooperation. We can also do it with our own abilities. If you want to get a share of the pie, there are still a few minutes left to consider now."

As he said that, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip, which was fragrant!

It was the one he was most accustomed to to place the bait first and then close the thread.

There are even more scenes of pretending to be stupid and cute now.

The offensive and defensive state immediately changed position!

At the beginning, I liked it very much and had to take it down to be an office space regardless of the cost.

Now, not only do you not care, but you don’t have the attitude of being a must or not, but you also fight back with the trend.

It is likely that we will make every effort to promote the emergence of the student art market. If we keep up quickly at this time, we may eventually become a forgotten corner by the market.

It is a bit out of place to talk about rent prices at this time.

Wan Changsheng suddenly became so strong when he turned his hand to Yun.

Boss Chen's expression changed.
Chapter completed!
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