In the blink of an eye, the weekend is here.

As soon as Lin Beichen and Hong Lei arrived at the venue, they were shocked by the crowd in front of them.

Today's Hong Lei obviously dressed up and looked extraordinarily beautiful, especially that kind of temperament, which attracted a lot of attention at the scene.

The exhibition is full of luxury cars, and all of them are Ferrari, Rolls-Royce Phantom, Porsche Cayenne and other luxury cars with more than one million dollars. It can be seen that the people who can participate in this exhibition are either rich or expensive.

"Xiaolei, which friend gave you this ticket of yours, such a popular art exhibition, it shouldn't be easy to get a ticket, right?"

Lin Beichen asked a little strangely.

Although with his energy, this ticket is as many as possible, but for Hong Lei, who is a newcomer, it is obviously not easy to get these two tickets.

After all, Master Wang Ruhu's appearance fee is not low, that is, in the entire Huaxia, he is very famous, and it is difficult for ordinary people to invite him.

"It's a classmate of mine, I haven't seen her for many years, maybe she has something to do with this exhibition!"

Hong Lei didn't have the slightest doubt about Bai Ling.

"Alright, let's go in. ”

Although Lin Beichen was strange, he thought that with his current cultivation, he was not afraid of any accidents at all.

"Oh my God, Master Wang is really here, Lingling is really interesting, I will definitely thank her when I go back this time. ”

As soon as the two of them checked the tickets and entered, Hong Lei called out happily, it turned out that Master Wang Ruhu was really here, and he was writing calligraphy in the center of the exhibition.

Wang Ruhu's painting is slightly inferior to his painting, but it also belongs to the masterpiece, and the painting he is writing at the moment is as vigorous as the roots of an old tree, flowing like a cloud in the sky, with a master's bearing.

"Brother Beichen, what do you think of Master Wang's handwriting?

Hong Lei is a little fan of Wang Ruhu, and when she sees where the idol is splashing ink at this moment, her eyes are straight.

"Not good, so-so. Lin Beichen commented lightly.

He once flew to the fairy world, and the good words he saw were comparable to a mere mortal, that was the real earth-shattering pen, and the pen fell crying ghosts and gods!

"Boy, what are you talking nonsense? It's not good? Why don't you write one for me to see? I don't know how to pretend to understand, this place is not for you to come, hurry up!"

Just then, a voice of discontent came.

The person who spoke was a thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a pen pinned to his chest, which looked a little crepe, but he spoke without being polite.

The quality of the people around them is relatively high, although most of them are also fans of Master Wang Ruhu, and they feel that Lin Beichen is too arrogant when he says this, but he does not speak.

Only this man with glasses had a look of resentment.

"What are you, let me get out, it's ridiculous. Lin Beichen said disdainfully.

He really thinks that this character is average, and even if he writes it, it is better than what Wang Ruhu wrote, after all, he is a Taoist monarch, and the kind of charm in his pen is not something that anyone can learn.

"Hehe, Master Wang Ruhu is best at landscape painting, but the words are absolutely a must!

The eyed man sneered.

At this moment, some people around him were already a little disgusted with this man, and they shouted, just now Lin Beichen said that he felt average, but his voice was very small.

Now this man doesn't seem to have any quality.

"Boy, are you going to get out? To tell you the truth, I am Deng Yan of the Deng family who is holding this exhibition! If you don't get out, I will immediately ask someone to blow you out!"

Deng Yan looked arrogant and threatened.

"What? He is Deng Yan, the eldest son of the Deng family?"

As soon as some of the people present heard about the Deng family, they changed color, and they looked at Lin Beichen one by one, and they also felt a little more pity.

"Didn't you hear Deng Shao's words? You, why don't you hurry up? Is this kind of elegant place for you to stay?"

"Yes, you dare to say even Wang Lao's words, it's really ridiculous, could it be that you can write better than Wang Lao?"

"Young people nowadays really don't know modesty, and they don't know how their parents are educated, alas!"

Immediately, many people present stood on Deng Yan's side, and almost no one dared to say a fair word for Lin Beichen anymore.

"I'm in a good mood today, don't disturb my mood, otherwise, you will bear the consequences. ”

Unexpectedly, Lin Beichen didn't even look at Deng Yan, and put his hands behind his back, completely treating him as a clown-like existence.

"You...... You're simply arrogant!"

Deng Yan's face turned pale for a while, he took out his mobile phone, and shouted in an extremely angry voice: "Where are the security guards dead? I have a troublemaker here, hurry up and throw him out of me!"

Just when Deng Yan finished the notification and was about to put the mobile phone in his pocket, Lin Beichen suddenly turned around.

"You're too noisy. ”

He grabbed Deng Yan's arm, Deng Yan was in pain, the mobile phone fell directly to the ground, and Lin Beichen stepped on it.

Suddenly, this expensive 8848 titanium alloy diamond-studded version of the mobile phone was shattered into a slag.

"I'm in a good mood today, but I've been disturbed by you! You say, shouldn't I thank you?"

Lin Beichen pinched Deng Yan's wrist, a look of smiling appeared on his face, but the strength in his hand was not lacking at all.

"You...... You...... What's the matter? You let go!

Deng Yan was pinched by Lin Beichen's wrist, and he felt that Lin Beichen's palm was like an iron tong, and his bones were about to be crushed by him.

"My name is Lin Beichen, I think this name, you Deng family ancestors, shouldn't be unfamiliar?"

Lin Beichen was obviously smiling, but in Deng Yan's eyes, this smile seemed to be a devil crawling out of hell!

"You are Lin Beichen?"

"That...... Lin Beichen, who single-handedly suppressed the entire Tiandu Great Family and forced the patriarchs to kneel?"

Deng Yan seemed to think of something terrible, and his body couldn't help but tremble like chaff.

"Lin Daojun, I didn't know that you were here, if I knew it was you, I would not dare to break ground on your head even if I gave me ten dares, I ...... Damn, I have no eyes!"

Deng Yan snapped, knelt on his knees, and knelt directly in front of Lin Beichen, sweating profusely.

You must know that his Deng family is just a second-rate family in Tiandu, and the Deng family was only the last in the last banquet of the Liu family.

Any Wang family, Liu family, and Li family are enough to crush their Deng family, even if the ancestor of the Deng family is here today, Lin Beichen can also make him kneel!

How much more is he?

"What? What is the origin of this young man? He actually made the eldest young master of the Deng family kneel?"

"Yes, it's so strange, why does the eldest young master of the Deng family seem to be very afraid of him, this is unreasonable!"

"Really, this is simply too strange, the young master of the Deng family has always been arrogant and domineering, and he has never taken anyone in his eyes, is this young man not successful?"

The people around were talking about it, and they all felt extremely incredible.

"Young Master Deng, what's going on here?"

At this moment, an old voice came, and I saw that Master Wang Ruhu actually came down, looking at Deng Yan who was sweating all over his face, and was a little stunned.

"Just now he said that Master Wang's words were average, and Young Master Deng said two words to him, but as a result, this person was troubled, and it became like this. ”

There were fans of Master Wang Ruhu at the scene, who opened their mouths to explain, but these words were very evasive.

"Hmph, although the old man's calligraphy does not dare to compare himself with Yan Liu, it is rare to be compared in China. Xiaoyou said that the old man's calligraphy is not enough, but Xiaoyou is a disciple of calligraphy. ”

All masters are a little arrogant, and Wang Ruhu is a very proud person.

If there are some people, seeing that Lin Beichen is just a teenager, it will be fine, but Wang Ruhu is biased, and it seems that he deliberately wants to embarrass Lin Beichen.

"Brother Beichen, you ...... Apologize to Master Wang, he doesn't care!"

Hong Lei was a little sad, and grabbed Lin Beichen's arm, one was the person she liked, and the other was the master she admired, it was indeed difficult to choose.

"I don't come from a calligraphy family, but I also feel that this character has no charm, and it is just a skillful skill. ”

Lin Beichen smiled indifferently, but he couldn't move an inch.

Garbage is garbage, do you want him to apologize, saying that garbage is a treasure?

No way!

"Hmph! What a big breath! I, Wang Ruhu, am also a member of the Chinese Calligraphers Association, and I have been told so unbearable by you, a young man! If you really have the ability, you can come up and show it! If you can't write a few good words, shut up for me!"

Wang Ruhu almost blew his beard and glared angrily, just now he clearly gave Lin Beichen a step down, but he didn't expect the other party to appreciate it.

The point is, it's worthless to say your own words!

"Well, I haven't started writing for a long time, and my penmanship is a little rusty, so I'll practice it with you today. Lin Beichen said lightly.