It's a shame that I still admire Luo Yang like that, thinking that he is a mathematical genius, and now it seems that I have to re-examine this guy's IQ!

"I ......"

Luo Yang shrugged his shoulders and wanted to explain.

"Forget it, don't embarrass Luo Yang, he's right!"

Next to him, Xie Lao, who had not spoken for a long time, said slowly at this time.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Xiude and Tang Yuyan were shocked on the spot!

"What?"

"He's right?"

Tang Xiude and his granddaughter looked at each other, with bewildered expressions.

What's going on?

Xie Lao actually said that Luo Yang was right?

"What do you mean? Xie Lao? You said Luo Yang, he ...... Are you right?"

Tang Xiude felt a little unbelievable in his ears, and hurriedly asked Xie Lao.

"Yes, Xie Lao, are you...... Mistaken, Luo Yang...... How can that be right?"

Tang Yuyan also said with an expression of disbelief.

Luo Yang just said that the paintings in this boutique hall are all second-rate level, and the paintings in that hall are all third-rate level. That's not wrong at all!"

"What? How is it possible? What do you mean, Old Xie? How do you think that what Luo Yang said is right? Do you also think that Zhu Yongsong's level can only be regarded as second-rate? His son is even more only third-rate?"

Tang Xiude said with surprise on his face, hearing it with his own ears, these words came out of Xie Lao's mouth, and he still couldn't believe it.

"Yes, Xie Lao, are you not feeling well,......

Tang Yuyan wanted to say, Old Xie, are you talking nonsense, how can you say such words that people dare not surround?

"Hehe, you don't have to doubt it, I'm not uncomfortable, and I'm not confused, that's what it means!"

"There is no end to art. Do you know which painters in the world have paintings that are first-class?"

As Xie Lao walked out, he asked the grandfather and grandson of the Tang family.

"I don't know, but at least you have to be like you to be a first-class painter, right?"

Tang Xiude thought for a moment and asked.

"Otherwise, if you are not old and self-defeating, at the level of old decay, you can only be regarded as second-rate at most, and it is not much different from Zhu Yongsong!"

"Oh, so that's so, and according to you, a second-rate painter is actually pretty good. ”

Tang Xiude couldn't help but ponder.

"Not bad. However, there is a world of difference between second-rate painters and first-rate painters! Only a few masters of the painting world, like Qi Baishi and Xu Beihong, are truly first-rate painters!

Xie Lao said eloquently, with admiration for the famous artist on his face.

"The lad said it unintentionally, but he was right. At Zhu Yongsong's level, he can only be regarded as a second-rate painter. In today's art world, there are very few people who can be regarded as second-rate painters, and Zhu Yongsong is actually a very good painter!"

"After all, where can I find a first-class painter now? The real first-class painter is already a long time gone!"

In the end, Xie Lao said with regret. Obviously, he is worried about the lack of success in the art world.

Today's art world can no longer be compared with the past.

In today's materialistic era, there are few people engaged in the art of painting, and the time required for this profession is not a year or two, and some may not even achieve success in a lifetime.

Over time, the art world is now like this, and there are fewer and fewer outstanding painters.

And master-level characters have long been rare and difficult to find......

"It is certain that there is a gap between a painter like Zhu Yongsong and a master like Qi Baishi! Compared with them, he can be called a second-rate painter who is already quite powerful. From this point of view, Luo Yang said this, there is no malice!"

Tang Yuyan couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, I don't have any malice per se, I'm just on the facts. ”

Luo Yang spread his hands and said.

"Well, I believe you, young man, you may have just casually spoken of your opinion from the point of view of a bystander, and this opinion is, coincidentally, completely correct!"

Old Xie gave Luo Yang a thumbs up.

"Old Xie, just a few of us know this, but fortunately, no outsiders are present. If you let others know, you also say that Zhu Yongsong is a second-rate painter and Zhu Kang is a third-rate painter, your old leg is really not guaranteed today!"

Tang Xiude looked around and saw that there were no outsiders except Luo Yang and his grandson, so he relaxed a little.

"Hehe, I just said it when they were all gone, you think I'm stupid?" said Xie Lao smiled.

"Haha, Xie Lao, you're really interesting, forget it, let's go over to the scene of painting and see the excitement, right?"

So, a few people slowly walked towards Hall 5.

Along the way, Luo Yang heard countless people who came to talk quietly.

"Let's go faster, we won't see Mr. Zhu painting later. ”

"Is there any difference between looking at the paintings he exhibited and painting on the spot?"

"You don't understand this, the difference is huge, the paintings on display are all dead, you can learn a lot, we can learn a lot from working on the spot. ”

"That's true, by painting live, we can learn about his conception process and how he completes a work step by step. ”

Seeing this group of students so excited, Luo Yang couldn't help but shake his head secretly, thinking to himself, the enthusiasm of the students is really high, but it's a pity that they are going to be disappointed......

His expression was seen by a chubby classmate, who immediately said to him dissatisfiedly:

"This classmate, don't you want to go to see Teacher Zhu painting, if you don't want to go, get out of the way, don't get in my way, let me go ahead, I want to hurry over." ”

This classmate is a fat boy, it seems that he is also an art student of which school, and he is an avid painting lover at first glance, so he is so anxious to see Zhu Kang painting.

Seeing Luo Yang shaking his head like this, that's why he asked.

"Classmate, you're right. Let's go, you old man, please!"

Luo Yang nodded and made a "please" gesture to the fat man.

"Hehe, this classmate, it's very interesting, you are not interested in Mr. Zhu's painting, it doesn't matter, maybe you don't know, in addition to Mr. Zhu Kang, Mr. Ma Yi, Mr. Xu Yingfeng, and Mr. Zhu Kang's father, the famous master of Chinese painting, Mr. Zhu Yongsong, will also paint for everyone on the spot, don't miss it!"

The fat man said curiously to Luo Yang.

"Hehe, I'm not interested......"

Luo Yang snorted and spread his hands indifferently.

What Mr. Ma, Mr. Xu, and Mr. Zhu have anything to do with me? I have no interest at all.

Now that he has the skills of a master painter, does he still need to watch these second-rate painters paint?

Luo Yang is confident that now he can draw anything by himself, which is a hundred times stronger than these people who tend to be inflammatory!