Xu Fang's voice was arrogant.

Ye Li pursed her lips, "Is this nothing to do with you?"

Xu Fang smiled and said, "How could it have nothing to do with me? Have you forgotten who I am? I am the president of the Bincheng Art Association. If you want to sell paintings, you must pass me."

The Bincheng Art Association is a non-governmental organization. But all the painters and painters in Bincheng must give her some face.

Ye Li instantly understood what she meant: "You made the ghost?"

Xu Fang's voice suddenly fell fiercely: "What about me? Yesterday you made a ghost and asked Lu Chao to delete my daughter's WeChat account. Don't blame me for ignoring my classmates."

Ye Li clenched her fingers.

Her paintings have been given for a long time and have not been sold yet, but Lu Chao's incident only happened yesterday, which shows that Xu Fang has already targeted her.

What hatred, what kind of hatred, for eighteen years, can he care about so long?

Xu Fang mocked again: "I didn't do anything, but you really think you are Zhang Daqian? One painting can shock the Chinese painting world? You haven't got a paintbrush for 18 years, have you seen what you paint Ghost stuff?"

He hasn't painted for eighteen years. To be honest, Ye Li is really a bit imaginary.

Although she feels that the two paintings are almost at the same level as eighteen years ago, even because of the eighteen years of experience, she has a more peaceful mind and the landscape paintings that she draws become more atmospheric, but this is just her own feeling .

She does not know what the outside world thinks of her.

Xu Fang's words seemed to completely shatter her regained confidence, let her fingers loose, and the fork fell on the dinner plate.

She took a deep breath, "Are you okay?"

Xu Fang sneered: "Ye Li, in our industry, who paints well, who paints badly, and who can be accurate? It's all because of people's praise, which offends me. You have no good fruits, at least in Binh. Cheng, don't think of getting ahead! I'm waiting to see your joke!"

Ye Li's fingers trembled in anger, and he hung up the phone without waiting for her to say anything.

Her eyes were red, which caught Xue Sheng's attention. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Li glanced at him and shook his head: "It's okay."

In fact, many people who buy traditional Chinese paintings are laymen, and many of the painters' reputations are hyped up. The Xue family has money, and if you give her money, you can really make your reputation.

But she didn't want this.

She picked up the paintbrush again, not to make Xue Sheng pay for her. Moreover, although the fifty million yuan was taken back, Xue Sheng invested in the company. As a result, the financial situation of the family continued to be poor in the past two months. She did not want to give Xue Sheng. pressure.

Moreover, even if you tell Xue Sheng, there are barriers between the painting and calligraphy circles and the business world. He has no other choice but to throw money at others.

Xue Sheng sighed when she didn't say anything.

-

In the evening, when Xue Xi came home from school, she found that her grandpa and grandma had arrived. Grandpa had mental problems and was inconvenient to walk. She lived with her grandma in the room downstairs. Their room had been cleaned up and they were chatting in the living room.

Seeing them, Xue Xi stepped forward and looked at grandma Song Wenman with bright eyes.

Song Wenman teased her: "Xixi, do you miss grandma?"

Xue Xi: "...think about it."

Song Wenman sighed: "Do you miss me or do you miss my book?"

"...Think about it."

"Does that miss me more or books?"

"..." Xue Xi felt so naive, did grandma think she was not eighteen but only eight? She looked a little helpless, she didn't know that she had hit Song Wenman's laugh, making her laugh louder.

Song Wenman said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Come and see what books I brought you!"

Xue Xi nodded and followed her into the room.

When decorating the house, Xue Sheng considered taking the two elders to live, so he built a very spacious suite on the first floor. The outside is a study and living room, and the inside is a bedroom.

There are a few boxes of books on the desk in the living room, before they can put them on the shelves.

Song Wenman flipped through one of the boxes, and finally handed her a pure English version of "Elemental Chemistry", this book is out of print, I am afraid that only someone like Song Wenman has.

After Xue Xi took it, he found that Grandpa had also followed in.

He is different from ordinary mental patients. He is very quiet, sometimes he doesn't speak, he is autistic, and sometimes he is normal.

He stood in front of Xue Xi, carefully looked at her face, and smiled: "Lili!"

Song Wenman said helplessly: "I'm confused again."

Xue Xi didn’t care. She held grandfather Ye Lai’s hand and wanted him to be on the sofa next to him, but grandpa made a silent gesture to her: "Lili, come, dad show you something good ."

Like a child, he slid to the bookshelf and searched for a magazine on it for a long time, then handed the book to Xue Xi: "Look, what is this?"

Xue Xi lowered his head and realized that it turned out to be a scientific research project book.

Grandpa laughed and stuffed her like a baby: "This can sell a lot of royalties, and I will make you a dowry! I will buy you a big house!"

Song Wenman sighed: "After he got sick, the gods are talking about him. Take it, otherwise he will definitely harass you every day."

Xue Xi nodded, and when he walked out with the project book and chemistry book, Xue Sheng just got off work. He smiled and said, "Xixi, see who is coming!"

Xue Xi looked at it blankly and found that a familiar figure had walked in with Xue Sheng behind him.

After Xiang Huai entered the door, he smiled: "I heard that grandpa and grandma are here, I came to pay a visit specially."

Xue Xi: "..."

It was her grandpa and grandma! What does it have to do with him?

At this time, Xiaofang said: "Mr. is back? The food is ready, and the wife said that when you come, we will start the meal. She is in the studio upstairs now, and I will call her."

Seeing that Xiaofang was about to go upstairs, Xue Xi said, "I'll go."

She was just about to put down the book.

Xiaofang nodded: "Then I will serve rice."

Xue Xi glanced at Xiang Huai again, and then went upstairs. She put her schoolbag and things in her bedroom first, then walked to the studio and opened the door.

There are many brushes and rice paper in the studio, as well as an inkstone. Ye Li is sitting there, holding a pen and drawing a picture carefully.

Hearing the door opening, she glanced at it and said: "Xixi wait a moment, I will finish this painting soon."

Xue Xi nodded.

She lightly stepped, walked to Ye Li, and watched her pen strokes as if she was fascinated, and then double strokes on a landscape painting, the shadows appeared.

The whole picture gives a feeling of peace and tranquility.

After Ye Li put down the brush, he took out a seal, pressed it firmly on the lower right corner of the painting, and immediately picked it up.

This should be Ye Li's pen name, Xue Xi looked at it curiously...

[PS: New week, ask for a recommendation ticket! ! Then I recommended Yang's serial book "I Want to Get Married When I See You". Wei Yang said that I could give her two thousand collections, so she asked me to eat crayfish. 】