The Little Brat’s Sweet And Sassy

Chapter 952 A Li child is so sensible (one more)

Lu Huai and the black eyes are deep:

"Why do you suddenly remember to ask this?"

Shen Li told him about Mei Yanqing's proposal before.

"...Master has always wanted to help me hold an art exhibition, but I don't have many paintings left in my hand, so I thought that there were a few of them on my second brother's side..."

Lu Huaiyu tilted his head and smiled frankly:

"Well, I do have quite a few."

Except for the "Xia Chan" that has not been able to be requested from Mr. Mei so far.

However, after Shen Li finished painting that painting, it was sent directly to Jinsewan and was not put up for auction.

So to be precise, all her paintings that have appeared on the market are in his hands.

But if he didn't say it clearly, Shen Li naturally couldn't think of it.

"but--"

Lu Huai and half-smile,

"I have no intention of taking out my private collection of paintings for an exhibition."

It is not enough for others to look at it with just one glance.

Shen Li was actually not surprised by his idea.

Many collectors buy paintings just to appreciate them.

After all, it was photographed at a high price, and there is no reason to take it out and share it with others.

So she simply nodded.

"it is good."

This time, it was Lu Huai's turn to be surprised.

He raised his eyebrows slightly:

"In this case, you shouldn't be able to hold an art exhibition for a long time."

Shen Li raised her eyes:

"Didn't the second brother want to take it out?"

Lu Huai paused for a moment, stared into her eyes for a while, and lowered his voice a lot.

"But if it's you, Ali, as long as you speak—"

He will agree.

There was no way he could ever say no to her.

He didn't finish the rest of the words, but it was already obvious.

Shen Li looked up at him with a small face and shook her head.

"Those paintings already belong to the second brother, so of course it is the second brother's freedom to deal with them. Moreover,

I didn't really want to hold an art exhibition, but Master kept talking about it. Since the second brother doesn't want to, then forget it. "

She is straightforward and candid, with clear eyes.

Lu Huai laughed and laughed, with a bit of ridicule in his words:

"In that case, your paintings can't be seen by more people, and I can only see them by myself. Don't you think it's a pity?"

Any painter should really want his work to be recognized by the public.

Shen Li opened her eyes and seemed a little surprised:

"Why is it a pity?"

She started drawing at a very young age, and before meeting Mei Yanqing, she had never even taken a serious day of drawing training.

But she still draws very well.

That's more of an instinct.

She has an extremely keen perception of color, in addition to line, light and shadow, composition, light and shade...

As long as she draws a pen, she will naturally be able to draw.

For many years, it was more like a way to vent her emotions.

When she is happy, she is bright and bright.

When she is unhappy, she is depressed and depressed.

All the emotions that cannot be expressed in words are poured into those paintings.

"My paintings don't need a lot of people to like them."

She kicked the ground with her heels, her tone casual,

"As long as the second brother likes it."

She knew that many of her paintings were in Lu Huai's hands.

It was auctioned off piece by piece, before they knew each other.

One of the important reasons why the shadow of the tree can quickly become popular and occupy a place in the domestic painting circle is that those paintings have been sold for astonishingly high prices.

He approves of those paintings.

He understands.

Otherwise, he would never have gone to such great lengths to collect those paintings, and even visited the door several times, just to get her "Xia Chan" from Mei Yanqing.

This is enough.

It was enough for her.

She said this from the heart and took it for granted, so her tone was casual, as if she was just saying that the weather was nice today.

However, she would not know what this sentence meant to Lu Huaiyu.

He looked at the little girl in front of him, her hand was still obediently curled in his palm, her head was slightly lowered, and she was kicking her feet loosely.

The sun in May was bright and bright, falling on her face, and her delicate and fair skin seemed to be able to transmit light.

The breeze was blowing, her fine forehead hair fluttered, and her crow-like eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids.

There seemed to be something surging under his chest, and it seemed like something was scratching lightly.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a moment.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and then he exerted a little force on his hand.

"Ali."

"Um?"

Shen Li raised her head when she heard the words.

In the next moment, that splendid face of Qing Jun was approaching, and before she could react, she felt a cool soft touch on her lips.

The refreshing cedar scent fills instantly.

She opened her eyes slightly, but only had time to see an extremely deep dark color under his eyes.

Score at the touch of a button.

In a blur, she heard his low, smiling voice.

"Children are so sensible, reward."

...

Shen Li came by car, so Lu Huaiyu put all the things she bought in the trunk, and got on Shen Li's co-pilot.

Shen Li started the car, and in the rearview mirror, he saw the black Bentley following behind him at a distance not too far away.

When they arrived at Tianye City, the two got off the bus.

Lu Huaiyu went back to his car first, and Shen Li looked back to see what he brought out.

Afterwards, Lu Huaiyu handed over the bag.

"Let's go."

He helped her carry the purchased paints and so on, and sent her upstairs.

As soon as they got out of the elevator, they bumped into Shen Zhijin who was just one step before them and was opening the door.

"dad."

Shen Li was a little surprised.

"Why did you come back so early?"

Shen Zhijin said:

"The meeting ended early."

With that said, his eyes fell on Lu Huaiyu.

Lu Huai greeted with a smile:

"Mr. Shen. I'll help Ali get the paint."

Shen Zhijin glanced at the bag in his hand and nodded.

Then, he pushed open the door and entered.

Shen Li and Lu Huaiyu followed.

"Second brother, take these to the studio."

Shen Li raised her finger and pointed.

Lu Huai walked over with her.

Shen Zhijin glanced sideways and went to the study.

This is the first time that Lu Huai and Shen Li have entered Shen Li's studio.

It can be seen that the decoration of the room is very careful.

In addition to easels, palettes, various paints and brushes and toning oils, there is a rattan chair on the balcony with a pony throw pillow.

Lu Huaiyu put the things down.

"Thank you brother."

Only then did Shen Li spare time to look at the bag in her hand.

"But what's in here?"

Lu Huai and his long legs bent slightly, leaning against the cabinet, his thin lips slightly raised:

"At noon, I passed by a candy store. The business seemed to be good. I thought you would like it, so I brought you a copy."

Shen Li opened the bag, only to find that it was a delicate candy-shaped candy box with a pocket of toffee inside.

She took out one and peeled off the icing.

Lu Huaiyu's eyes suddenly fell on a corner of the room, where there was a square drawing board.

He raised his eyebrows:

"Did you draw another picture?"

(End of this chapter)