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"Your son?"

The old lady was a little excited, "How old is my son this year? It must have taken more than ten years to be able to paint such a picture, right?"

"It's supposed to be in your twenties now, but I don't think you look like you're old!"

The old lady is still admiring the painting.

Although the painting is really simple, it is very charming, and the level of this painting has met the requirements of a junior painter.

If it were to be auctioned, the price would not be low.

"My son, fifteen years old. "

Qin's mother was very serious, "That is, some time ago, when I had nothing to do, I was fooling around, and I also talked about him." "

"It didn't take more than 10 years, and everything this kid did was three minutes hot. "

Although she said so, the corners of Qin Mu's mouth were always raised high.

Until now, she has been glad that she listened to Qin Feng's words.

Qin Feng said that if she asked her to buy a house, she would buy it, and she would do whatever she was asked to do.

Without hesitation.

That's why she has today's huge family business, and she can manage these family businesses at home so easily, and at the same time, she can go out chic.

At the same time, she is also glad that she gave birth to a good son.

"Not too long for 863?"

The old lady's tone was full of shock, "So you mean he didn't paint for a long time?"

"Yes. "

After listening to Qin's mother's answer, the old lady pressed her knees tightly with her two hands, "It means that your son is too talented, if you can cultivate it, it will not be a problem if you want to be an artist in the future." "

The old lady knew that the conditions of their family were very good, but it was much better to be an artist and a businessman.

"I shouldn't have told you, old lady, that my son is Qin Feng. "

Although Mother Yang and Mother Qin became good friends with this old lady, they still didn't know anything about the affairs of each other.

What's more, the old lady is so obsessed with painting that she rarely pays attention to these things in the outside world.

Of course, there was no way to recognize Mother Qin.

Qin Feng?

The old lady did feel familiar with the name, but she really couldn't remember it for a while.

"Mom!"

It happened that Qin Feng had already returned from the company, and Yang Mi and the others were standing at the door together.

Hearing this, the old lady turned around and saw Qin Feng's handsome face.

The old lady pushed the reading glasses on her face and stared at Qin Feng tightly.

"This kid is the one who had the last spring last year, right?" the old lady was a little excited, "I like his show, I didn't expect it to be your son!"

Qin Feng was a little embarrassed standing at the door.

Is he coming in or not coming in now?

What the hell is going on at home? Who is this old lady in front of you?

Although there were countless question marks in their minds, Qin Feng and Yang Mi still walked in.

As soon as the two of them came in, they bent down slightly and called out to grandma.

"Good boy!" the old lady took Qin Feng's hand and sat down on the sofa, "You drew this picture of shrimp?"

The old lady is not a person who beats around the bush and goes straight to the point.

Qin Feng nodded, "It's true that I was painting for fun, it was too boring some time ago." "

"I've painted a dozen of them, all of them in the house. "

The main thing is that the system gives the skill of drawing, and the pen is expressive, and anything can be drawn.

Many of his skills have reached the full level, and the system has given away many gift packs.

Now it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an all-rounder.

Because he really would.

"Then can you show me the rest of your paintings?" The old lady's eyes looked at the look of longing, Qin Feng raised his head and asked his mother for help.

Mom coughed, "You don't know yet, the old lady is an old artist who has been painting for decades." "

Qin Feng looked at the old lady's face, his mind spun around, and finally remembered.

The old lady in front of her is indeed famous!

Yes, yes......

Qin Feng thought for a long time and didn't remember the name.

"Hurry up and get it. Mother Qin glared at Qin Feng, "Just take it out and show it to grandma, grandma is a guest of our family (acae) today." "

"Later, you will accompany grandma, and I will cook. "

Even if the family has thousands of family wealth, Qin's mother is still used to cooking for Qin Feng and them.

Because the meals at home are relatively clean.

Mother Yang also went to help.

Mother Qin watched Qin Feng squirm and followed him into his room. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"What are you doing, boy? Hurry up and show the old lady all your words, if I can take you as an apprentice, your painting will be worth a lot." "

This Qin Feng knows.

He had thought about sending these words out before, but this day was actually a bit not easy.

Because the audit in this era is actually quite strict.

Whoever knows the opportunity will come to the door. []

But Qin Feng still gossiped and wanted to find out.

smiled and walked in front of Qin's mother, "Mom, how did you meet such a powerful old lady?"

It's a bit of a cow indeed.

"It's not because you're making too much money and you feel like you're uneducated, so you want to find an artist to edify, right?"

Mother Qin originally wanted to describe the process of their acquaintance with the old lady with such an excited face.

Hearing her son pour a basin of cold water like this, she slapped him on the head with a snap, "What do you say about your mother?"

Qin Feng touched his head, "I'm already such a big person, can you control yourself." "

No matter what you say, sometimes it's just a snap when you talk about it.

"What, your wings are stiff?"

Qin Mu glared, "Could it be that you think that you have made so much money, and I have no way to control you?"

"I'm not your mom anymore?"

Get!

With such a slippery mouth, what else can Qin Feng say?

Qin Feng packed up the paintings he usually painted and took them out.

Yang Mi was already sitting next to the old lady and chatting, and it seemed that they were chatting quite happily.

As soon as Qin Feng passed, the old lady couldn't wait to take the painting from his hand.

Looking at them one by one, the old lady's gaze changed from calm at the beginning to shock.

"Qin Wen," the old lady called her mother's name, "You have such an excellent son, why don't you send it to be cultivated and cultivated?"

"The conditions at home are so good, it shouldn't be difficult for you to train an artist. "

"It's just burying the child's talent. "

The old lady was a little distressed, and reached out to press Qin Feng's shoulder, "Child, would you like to continue learning to paint with me?"

Forehead......

Qin Feng actually wanted to say that his painting skills had now reached the top.

It's because he doesn't want to, so the drawing is only at the elementary level.

But if you paint seriously, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can surpass.

So the question is, does he want to worship the old lady as a teacher?

"Hurry up and agree!" Qin's mother came out of the kitchen, "You kid really don't know how to do it, the old lady's reputation is very high, many people want to worship her as a teacher, but she can't look down on her." "

The old lady's conditions are indeed very harsh.

"Okay, then I'll say yes. "。