Unexpectedly, the only gallery in the city is actually opened by the old man whom I met in Luogu Temple.

Moreover, this inappropriate old man had to draw a picture of a girl in public, and Ren Bufan was speechless.

Although he thought for a moment that it would be impossible to make money and paint, he immediately rejected it and left the gallery decisively.

"Looking at things from the perspective of ordinary people is a picture of a fruit girl; looking at things from the perspective of an artist is art! Artists will not be bound by secular eyes! If you cannot figure this out, you will not achieve success in the future. When will you figure it out, I will welcome you at any time!" The old man left a sentence when he went out.

After leaving the gallery, he walked around the city streets with his painting tools on his back. Ren Bufan didn't know where he was going.

Go home directly? Then go to Luogu Temple to draw sketches?

It was afternoon when I got back by bus, and it was not long.

But there is only one gallery in the city. Could it be that I really go to the old man to draw pictures of the girl?

He couldn't accept it.

It’s not that I can’t draw it, although I was a single dog in my previous life, I had no girlfriend until I died.

After all, I have seen many excellent pictures of the fruit girl, and it is not a problem for all kinds of fruit girl pictures.

But that is purely artistic research, and it is not acceptable to make money by drawing it.

Think about it carefully, just wander around and try to try your luck in some hotels, hotels and other commercial buildings.

The old man once said that selling his paintings in these places can also make money.

Small hotels, restaurants, and supermarkets at lower end should not spend too much money on paintings, so you should look for those larger-scale high-end places.

There is really no shortage of such high-end commercial buildings in the city center.

Biyafo Commercial Building, Xinguang five-star hotel, Lantu Club, etc. are dazzling.

However, it is not easy to get in such a high-end area.

At least with Ren Bufan's outfit, the probability of being stopped by the security guard is more than 80%.

Even if I was not stopped on the spot and just went in to explain my purpose, I was invited out immediately.

He is not a famous painter and has no background. Who would be willing to listen to him?

I hit many nails one after another, and it was still in vain until around twelve o'clock noon.

I learned that it was not that simple to sell my paintings, and even thought of going back to the gallery.

Finally, I shook my head and interrupted my thoughts. I sat down on the bus station bench on the side of the road, took out a few more buns I bought in the morning from my backpack, regardless of whether it was already cold, and then filled my stomach first.

After eating the buns, I rested for a while, got up again and prepared to set off.

If you work hard, it will not work tomorrow, and you will return to the gongs and temple paintings and sketches...

If the sketch is not attractive, you can also try oil painting and ink painting styles.

As for the old man who is lustful, he doesn't want to compromise.

If I were still Ren Bufan, who knew nothing in his previous life, I might compromise when I encountered such an opportunity.

But now that I have gold fingers, I have many ways to make money in the future, so I don’t want to start my career by drawing a picture of a fruit girl.

Walking on the relatively unfamiliar streets of the city center, the busy pedestrians and vehicles around them seemed to exist in two worlds with him, without any interaction with each other.

After looking at the commercial buildings one by one, there was no miracle.

Even some small hotels and small restaurants have been tried in order to see if they can be sold at a cheaper price. The result can be imagined, and it is purely useless.

I finally gave up at around 14:00 pm. It seems that I have no fame and no connections. I simply rely on myself to sell it everywhere. It is not that simple to make money by buying paintings.

I still have time to go to Xinhua Bookstore to find relevant information for college students, and see if I can understand the mathematical logic skills of my proficiency stage.

When he walked towards the bookstore with his painting tools on his back, he passed by a large building called "Shangwen Hotel", he saw a man in his suit and ties on the right wall of the hotel. He looked like he was arguing with several other people who were covered in paint and holding a brush in his hands.

"Don't you think it's too much for temporary price increase?" The man in a suit pointed to the wall and drew a few colors. "The price has been negotiated before, so you should do it well!"

"It was eight square meters before, but you were at least ten square meters here!" Among the few people holding the brush, the curly-haired man stood up with his face covered with his face. "I just measured it with a ruler, and the size was different from what I had said."

"It's not much," said the man in a suit and tie. "We said it was a wall painting of eight square meters, and at most eight square meters there are more than some."

"You said this to be something?" The curly-haired man put down his brush and asked the person next to him to take a tape measure to measure it. "It's eight square meters from here to here, and there are so many here! It's more than nine square meters, almost ten square meters!"

"That's not ten square meters, right?"

"Anyway, you have to add more money!" The curly man put away the tape measure, "3500, no less than a single point!"

"Even if it's ten square meters, 3,000 is still very high, right?" the man in the suit frowned, "And it's quite urgent. You can't give up this temporarily!"

"Then we don't care about these things, if we exceed them, we have to add more money!" said the curly man, "3500, we will draw it for you in one afternoon. If you lose one minute, you won't do it!"

The man in the suit showed displeasure: "How about this, you can draw it first and then negotiate the price later! I have to hand in the task, and I will do it before today."

"We won't draw without adding money! You are indeed more than too many."

"We have already given you the highest price you have now," said the man in the suit. "To be honest, even if it is a wall painting of ten square meters, 3,000 yuan is no less. I'm really anxious, please start construction as soon as possible!"

"Whether you are anxious or not has nothing to do with us. If you don't have enough money, you have to add it. There is no need to discuss this!" The curly man insisted, "Anyway, you have to give me 3,500, otherwise we can't continue."

"It is impossible to increase the money. The declared budget is 3,000." The man in the suit shook his head, "If you want to raise the price, you should have made a promise before, rather than a temporary change of mind. This is a bit unkind!"

"Then we believe in you too. I really think it's only eight square meters you said." The curly-haired man said, "This is obviously almost ten square meters, and the size is completely different!"

"There are not that many at all, can you help me?" said the man in the suit. "We are just doing this business, and we may find your studio in the future, right?"

"Don't go back in the future! If we go back like this, we will lose money." The curly man refused decisively, "Let's go to have a meal first, think about it carefully. Anyway, we won't continue this project without adding money!"

"You guys are a bit too much!"

"3500 If you think it's OK, let's have some food later and draw it for you first!" said the curly man, "If it doesn't work, forget it!"

"I told you that this time the budget was approved by 3,000, and it is impossible to increase the price!"

"Then there is nothing to talk about, let's go!" The curly man greeted the people around him, put down his tools and turned around and left.

The man in the suit shouted a few times, but the other party didn't stop. He couldn't help but curse and quickly took out his cell phone to dial a number: "Hey! Let me see if there are any other studios that can come immediately! They insist on increasing the price, which is too much! I know it's difficult to find this temporarily, but if you don't draw it well today, how can the leader explain? Do you want me to pay for the money out of my own pocket? 500 is not a small amount..."

Ren Bufan witnessed the whole process and understood it.

The hotel had to do wall painting, and we agreed to a studio to start construction. As a result, after measuring the work, the people in the studio found that the size was wrong, so they insisted on adding more money. But they didn't want to do it here, so they couldn't reach an agreement.

The hotel seems to be in a hurry, but the budget is only 3,000, so it is difficult to find someone temporarily.

Ren Bufan had never been exposed to wall painting, but his mastery of painting skills made him feel that this was particularly simple.

Just painted this piece for 3,000 yuan? The money is very fast!

I have been drawing sketches in Luogu Temple for two days, but it was only about 800.

Seeing that the man in suit called someone to find a new studio in a hurry, he asked his colleague to contact the person in charge of the studio just now to see if he could persuade the other party to come back and continue to finish the wall painting, of course, the premise was that there was no additional money.

It doesn't look very smooth, and this studio insists on 3,500 yuan to continue painting.

The man in the suit was so anxious that he almost took a brush to draw himself, but after all, he didn't have the ability to do this, so he could only be anxious and continue to call and find a way.

Ren Bufan hesitated for a moment and strode forward.

"I tell you, there is really no way to temporarily increase the budget. You must let the studio come back for 3,000 yuan to complete the wall painting. I don't care what method you use, in short, they will get them! They will not let go? Either you convince them or find another studio for me! I know it's difficult to find it temporarily, so I have to find it! If you don't do it before night, I will be in trouble if the boss comes over! Didn't you hear..." The man in suit shouted anxiously at his phone, turned around and found Ren Bufan standing in front of him, frowned slightly, waved his hand to let him go away, and continued to make a call.

"Hey!" Ren Bufan did not leave, but instead reached out to pat his back.

The man in the suit looked back at him: "I went to the Human Resources Department on the second floor to ask for a job, and asked for directions to the newsstand there. I'm not available!"

Ren Bufan bent down and picked up the wall painting design thrown on the ground, took a look, and said to the man in suit: "I can draw, and I will be able to prepare it for you soon. You just said 3,000 yuan, right? Just pay it to me!"

When the man in the suit heard this, he looked up and down with confusion: "You? Are you real? You are still a student in this dress? Are you a college student in art major?"

Faced with the doubts of the man in the suit, Ren Bufan did not speak, put down his painting tools, reached out to pick up the paint bucket and brush, walked to the wall and waved his hand to draw.

"Hey!" The man in the suit was startled and hurried over to stop him, "Be careful, if you make a mistake, can you afford it?"

But the next second, I was shocked to find that the brush in Ren Bufan's hand flew up and down at an astonishing speed, drawing beautiful lines on the wall.

The man in the suit who originally wanted to stop him was quite surprised, worried that forcibly blocking would make the wall look ugly. He was so fast that he had no hesitation at all, but he was amazing when he saw the lines made of paint.

After all, he is proficient in painting and is one step away from the master.
Chapter completed!