"God's work?"

Huang Yushan's delicate and beautiful face stiffened. Could it be that this Mr. Mask, in addition to knowing martial arts and medicine, is also good at drawing? What else does he not know?

Huang Yushan is even more curious and adored about this Mr. Mask.

Then Tan Qing was also stunned, what kind of person is this Mr. Mask? He knows martial arts, knows medical skills, and can paint, even Zhang Lao praises him?

Everyone else was stunned!

This time, I was really shocked.

"Mask Hero, these few strokes of yours are like the finishing touch! If my previous painting can be auctioned for 10 million yuan, then the addition of your few strokes of chatting directly makes it go up several grades. You can let it fetch a price of 50 million!" Zhang Lao said excitedly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more shocked.

Just a few strokes made the value of this painting increase by five times?

Mom, are his strokes a gold pen? No, even a gold pen can't achieve this effect!

The middle-aged man who loved painting before admired Zhang Lao hurriedly walked in front of He Jinyin, bowed to him and said, "Mask hero, I'm really sorry just now, I almost did it to you." ”

He Jinyin shook his head, not paying much attention to him.

He wanted to get out of here.

He has been out to buy things for a long time, and he has to prepare to go back, otherwise, Sister Xue should be worried.

"I'm leaving. He Jinyin said with a voice and an urn.

"This ...... Mask Hero, you wait. At this time, Zhang Lao held the painting, walked up to him and said: "Mask hero, this painting has not yet been named with an inscription, or you can name him?"

"It's not good. He Jinyin said.

"How is this not good? This is you, and your level of painting has surpassed mine. I'm looking for you to write an inscription, and it's all stained with your light. Zhang Lao said.

"Okay. He Jinyin didn't want to be entangled with him more, if he kept pushing back and forth, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to go home next year.

Now, he just wants to get out of here quickly and go back to the villa.

At night, Sister Xue is still waiting for him. Not sure, tonight you can...

Picking up the paintbrush, He Jinyin brushed it a few times, and wrote four words on this painting——— nameless!

"Good! good!" Zhang Lao saw these four words, and his emotions began to get excited again, "Mask hero, ligature, is also so well written, quite a lot of style!"

"Mask hero, I don't know, can I ask you for advice on the painting, worship you as a teacher!" Suddenly, Zhang Lao clenched his fists and pleaded to He Jinyin.

The scene of "Weng~~~" deeply shocked everyone present.

A generation of Chinese painting masters, if you want to ask the mask in front of you on the painting. And worship him as a teacher!

This... This melon is too big! Damn, if the report is out, the entire painting world of Jiangnan City will be shaken tomorrow.

"I'm sorry, but I don't take apprentices. He Jinyin shook his head, he just wanted to leave quickly.

"It's a shame. Zhang Lao sighed, "The mask hero, can you leave a contact information?"

"No, I can't. ”

Zhang Lao: "......"

What a weirdo, what a stranger.

However, Zhang Lao immediately became stunned. I thought of a sentence, all talented people will have a strange temper.

This kind of person who can do martial arts, medicine, painting, and calligraphy likes to wear a mask to hide his identity, which is probably one of his quirks.

"We will meet by fate!" He Jinyin said.

And when he had said this, he turned his head and went away.

This time, when he was about to leave, the middle-aged man who loved painting grabbed him again.

"Mask Hero, Stay, Stay. My surname is Ling, you can call me Mr. Ling. It's like this, I... I am a person who loves paintings, a person who is obsessed with paintings, and when I saw you just made a move, I couldn't help but be cheeky and wanted to ask you for a painting. I hope you will agree. This Mr. Ling pulled He Jinyindao.

He Jinyin was helpless, these people, one by one, didn't let the family go, right?

Speechless, really speechless.

"Plop~~" With a bang, Mr. Ling, who didn't agree with a word, actually knelt on the ground. At the same time, he said: "Mr. He, if you don't want to, then I can't kneel on the ground." ”

He Jinyin: "......"

Zhang Lao: "......"

Tan Qing: "......"

Huang Rainshirt and the others: "......"

Seeing this, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched. I said that this Mr. Ling is too obsessed with painting, right? This... Alas, I don't even know what to say.

He Jinyin was defeated by him.

"Alright, alright, then I'll take five minutes and draw one for you. He Jinyin was speechless, and just wanted to send him away as soon as possible.

Hearing this, Mr. Na Ling was overjoyed: "Thank you to the mask hero for being willing to make a move." ”

At this time, He Jinyin glanced at him, and then took the paintbrush and paper from Zhang Lao next to him.

And then on top of that drawing paper, I drew an eagle.

It took him only five minutes for an eagle to come to life with its wings outstretched, and its feathers appeared on the white paper.

"Wow! That's a great picture, you see, the eagle's wings seem to be flapping and flying. ”

"yes, when this painting comes out, it feels like it's psychedelic. ”

"Is it our eyes that have been deceived? Or is that kind of magic in that painting?"

“......”

When he saw this painting, Mr. Ling was so excited that his hands were trembling, and he couldn't speak.

"This ...... This kind of divine painting is really a priceless treasure!" Mr. Ling said excitedly, holding the painting.

"Alright, now, I can go. He Jinyin put down the paintbrush and said in his heart that this time, he could finally go.

And yet—

Pulled again.

Mr. Ling asked, "Mr. Mask, what is the name of this painting?"

"Whatever you want. He Jinyin shrugged his shoulders and said casually.

"Otherwise, let's call it Dapeng spread its wings. ”

"Okay, all right. He Jinyin doesn't matter, "I'm leaving." ”

"Mr. Mask, you gave me this great gift. I have something to repay you. Mr. Ling said, and handed He Jinyin a golden card: "This is my Ling family's gold card!

"Above, there is also my contact information. Mr. Mask, in the future, if there is anything you want me to help with, a phone call, I will definitely come in person. ”

"My name is Ling Falcon!"

"Weng~~~" When this Mr. Ling reported his name, in an instant, everyone was shocked again.

"Falcon? The people of the Ling family!"

"This person from the Ling family is also a person from the nine second-tier families in Jiangnan City. Moreover, he... He also belongs to the Binhai Ling family. ”

"What's more, this falcon is not simple. I heard that it's still ... is still in the Jiangnan Martial Arts School, and he also holds a position. ”

“......”

Everyone's discussion made He Jinyin a little surprised.

Binhai Ling's clan in Jiangnan City? Could it be that it has something to do with Ling Fei?

"Okay, I'll take it. He Jinyin accepted his gold card and said, "In the future, if there is anything, I will call you." ”

"Okay, okay, Mr. Mask, you gave me this great gift today. In the future, you will be my valued guest, no matter how difficult it is, I will help you do it. Ling reassured.

"Uh-huh, I'm leaving. At this moment, He Jinyin's mobile phone had already rang, and it was a call from Sister Xue.

Needless to say, it was because she had been out to buy things for too long, and Sister Xue called to ask.

This time, he's really leaving.

"Plop~~~" was another kneeling sound.

He Jinyin's body stiffened.

These people, there is still no end, don't you let yourself go?

He Jinyin was speechless, wanting to see who it was this time.

Turning his head, he saw that the person kneeling on the ground was actually that Tan Qing.

"Mr. Mask, Mr. Mask, please take me as an apprentice. I'm a medical idiot, you can take me and teach me the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, I really want to learn it. If you don't accept me, I'll be on my knees!!"

Tan Qing, learn from that Ling Falcon's practice, and now learn and use it.

Falcon: "......"

Yellow Rainshirt: "......"

Everyone: "......"

He Jinyin let out an 'ah', and he was going crazy to be tortured by these people.

He swooped and fled from here.

"Ma Dan, these people are all sick! If you can't move, you can't afford to kneel! You can't afford to provoke, you can't afford to provoke ......" He Jinyin, who ran away, was speechless in his heart.

Tan Qing's face stiffened when he saw this scene.

And the yellow rainshirt looked at the figure running away obsessively, and said stupidly: "Even the back of 'running away' is so handsome." Mask Hero, I, Yellow Rainshirt, Love, Love......"