Chapter 775

The students of other departments may not be familiar with the name of Mo Zhengyan, but those involved in Chinese art are full of yearning for the three words of Mo Zhengyan.

Although he is a professor of a university, he attends at most one or two classes every month. Every time, there are absolutely no students available and even someone outside.

His paintings are worth hundreds or even tens of millions of words, but he is not fond of business, so he rarely sells his paintings in public. The only few times are for charity and free.

From character to ability and influence, there is no equal.

"Don't delay? Are you talking about Mo Zhengyan who has studied Chinese painting, calligraphy, history and archaeology? " Huo asked in shock.

"That's right." Jingyunzhao said.

Suddenly, the room was shocked for a few seconds. When Jing Yunzhao and Yao Baobao didn't know what to do, Huo Tianxian suddenly screamed.

"I worry about you for nothing! Mo Zhengyan, although I haven't seen him, there is a picture of him in our family! My father regards this painting as a treasure. I won't touch it. When I first spent nearly 10 million yuan on it, it has increased several times! Besides, it's not about painting. Mo Zhengyan has a very good reputation. My father is a fan of him. At the beginning, I signed up for a university. If it wasn't for the company's future successors, my father would let our Chinese painting major... "

Jing Yunzhao was also surprised. Unexpectedly, there was another floor.

But it's no wonder that Huo Tianxian is from Kyoto, and his parents are not ordinary people, so he should know that Mo Zhengyan is right.

"Are you his student?" The flattery of Huo Tianxian's sudden smile.

Jing Yunzhao stands up in a moment with gooseflesh.

Huo Tianxian, the eldest lady, never used this look to see other people, which really made her a little unhappy.

"Yes..." A little speechless.

"Then How many paintings should he sell to me? Jing'er, you may not know that the price of his calligraphy and painting is very high. It's hard to ask for a thousand dollars. If I can get one or two copies for my father, I will have more and more pocket money. The most important thing is, no matter what, my father will find Qi Zhong, the stinky instructor for me! " Huotian fairy way.

After the military training, she had asked her parents to help her and sent them to the army to inquire about Qizhong. Who knows that she asked again today? Her parents even asked her not to make a fool of herself. The matter was over.

"What do you want to do with Qi Zhong?" Jing Yunzhao is stunned.

"Revenge, revenge, revenge?" Huo said naturally.

Jing Yunzhao blushed, and silently ordered a wax for Qizhong: "say, I should meet Qizhong in a few days, and I will tell you something when we have a good talk?"

Huo Tianxian's eyes brightened when he heard it: "OK! By the way, do you have Qi Zhong's cell phone number? "

Jing Yunzhao nods.

"Here!" Huo Tianxian grinned and reached out at once, full of energy.

At this time, all the worries disappeared, and even heard the voice of those people's mocking and talking outside, and the voice of those people who were happy turned over and over again in the quilt, and even some people could not wait to see the scene of tomorrow.

This night, in addition to jingyunzhao, the other three didn't sleep well. When they got up in the morning, each of them had a pair of black eyes, but they were in a good mood. After all, jingyunzhao had been living in a nest for two or three days, which had a lot of influence on them, but now it's OK, and the time to raise his eyebrows and exhale will come soon.

Just in autumn, the wind is very comfortable. In the morning, we have classes as usual. It's noon when Mo Zhengyan appears.

In the morning, several scenic roads on campus have been filled with all kinds of paintings and calligraphy. Many people stop to enjoy them.