Chapter 735: An exhibition of Masters!
Translator: 549690339
The middle-aged man walked to the end of the red carpet.
The official host of the art exhibition looked at the cheering crowd and smiled. I heard everyone’s cheers. The next one is the master who caught the last bus to exhibition A. She’s also the youngest person in this exhibition. Let’s welcome miss Jiang Yiran.
Following the host’s voice, Jiang Yiran entered the venue with elegant steps.
The scene was in an uproar.
“Jiang yiran!” it’s really her. My lifelong dream is to get into the art Association. I hope she can bless me.
I thought that the joint efforts this time would be over. I didn’t expect Riko station to be so upright.
Today was the first day, and most of the people who bought tickets in advance were people who studied painting or were interested in painting.
These people had more or less heard of Jiang Yiran.
The art exhibition was limited in time every day. The three executives opened at the same time. Together with the square and some small exhibition halls, it could accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time. However, there were only so many tickets open every day, so most people could not enter the exhibition halls.
Every year, the art exhibition would open some live broadcast channels.
In the past, no one had paid attention to these live broadcast channels, but this time, countless netizens came to watch the live broadcast channel.
[ the last bus of exhibition a!! ]
[ it’s actually exhibition A! ] [ ah ah ah ah ah, sister Jiang yiran is indeed my idol! ]
[ Little Miss is awesome!!! ]
[ what’s the meaning of A exhibition? ]
[ I’ll explain it to everyone like this. Out of the three exhibition halls this year, exhibition A has the highest level, and the visiting location is also close to the center. There are a total of 45 exhibition spots in exhibition A. Jiang Yiran made it to the last exhibition A. Although it was the last, there are less than ten people in the country who can get to exhibition A at her age. As you’ve heard, she’s the youngest artist in exhibition A. After getting this booth, her future paintings will become more and more valuable. The lowest paintings in exhibition A can be sold for 500000 Yuan, and the highest price …At that time, the little demon girl was sold for a sky-high price of 9-72 million …
Jiang yiran went on stage amidst the cheers of the crowd.
The host and the reporters asked very gentle questions, and they even picked two fan questions and answers.
She was less than 20 years old and had gotten last place in exhibition A. Her future was indeed promising.
The cameraman for ‘the emergency room’ was also recording this scene, and there was still a joint event at ‘the White clothed goddess’s Embassy’ after this.
The host asked a lot of questions to the reporters. In the end, the host pointed to the big screen behind him and said, ” this is miss Jiang Yiran’s painting in exhibition A. It’s ‘hidden flowers and flying butterflies’. It’s in the exhibition hall behind us. Everyone can go to exhibition A to take a closer look later …
In the crowd.
Because they were investors, Mrs. Yang and yang Hua, who had gotten the VIP tickets, stood in the front row through the staff passage.
Mrs. Yang looked at the hidden flower and butterfly behind her and paused.
this … It’s not much.”
Unexpectedly, Yang Hua nodded. yes, it’s just so-so.
Mrs. Yang was speechless.
She was just making a casual remark. In fact, if it could get to the A exhibition, Jiang yiran’s painting was indeed good.
Mrs. Yang was well-versed in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, so she could naturally tell that Jiang Yiran’s painting was good. However, this person had a grudge with his niece.
She had just casually said that it was not so good.
Who would have thought that yang Hua would actually agree with her?
Mrs. Yang coughed. let’s go to the exhibition hall to see the paintings.
Yang Hua nodded. okay, let’s go.
Mrs. Yang was in Jiang yiran’s office, and Jiang yiran was also looking at the crowd, so he naturally saw Mrs. Yang’s attention on her.
Jiang Yiran smiled without batting an eyelid.
After the interview, it was time for the exhibition hall. Jianz veran lifted her dress and walked to the back. She thought the photographer would follow her, but he didn’t.
Jiang yiran was stunned. She stood at the end of the corridor and followed the photographer’s gaze.
At the entrance of the work area, a slender figure slowly walked over.
She wasn’t wearing a gown, only a simple white sweater with two loose curls at the sleeves, revealing her thin wrists. She was wearing light gray Pencil Pants and a pair of flat shoes. She looked clean and simple, and her slightly curly hair was draped behind her head. The air she exuded was a little cold.
Fei Li’s face revealed a nonchalant attitude, and she was walking towards the entrance unhurriedly.
The reporters and the crowd thought that there was no one else and were about to disperse.
At this moment, everyone fell silent for a few seconds at the first sight of this person.
After a few seconds, the crowd recognized her.
“Meng Fu?”
“The real Meng Fu?”
“What is she doing here?”
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