"Yes, Luo Yang is right, don't be sad. Tang Xiude also comforted.

"Alas, I'm not welcome here, my old bones are annoying, I'd better go!"

He sighed and turned to leave.

"Don't, Xie Lao, as the former head of the Provincial Calligraphy and Painting Association~, I finally came to Yanghe, and left without giving us guidance, what kind of line is this!"

"That's right, don't go, tell us how to paint Chinese paintings, okay?"

Next to him, a group of young students pulled Xie Lao's shirt one after another, and said with a sincere face.

"Old Xie, these descendants are right, since they are here, how can they leave so easily, just accompany the old man and me to go shopping, and when I am done, I will send you away. ”

Tang Xiude is also enthusiastic and authentic.

"This ...... All right. ”

Xie Lao hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to stay.

So, accompanied by Donald, Xie Lao continued to stay in the exhibition hall and look at the paintings together, and at the same time, he was followed by a group of young and studious art lovers, who asked Xie Lao some questions from time to time.

As a result, the exhibition hall was clearly divided into several groups.

Except for some scattered visitors, who were led by the host and a few students of Zhu Kang, who were admiring various paintings on the side, the rest, Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi and other celebrities in the calligraphy and painting circles of the province and city, under the personal leadership of Zhu Kang, observed his paintings everywhere.

In another place, a group of young calligraphy and painting lovers in the city, centered on Xie Lao and Tang Lao, are also slowly watching the paintings in the exhibition.

……

Here, Tang Yuyan couldn't help but walk over to this painting and said to him curiously: "Luo Yang, you guy, just look at the painting, what are you shaking your head?

"I just said it!" Luo Yang glanced at her and said. I thought to myself, when I said, you didn't listen carefully, and now you have to ask again.

"When did you say it, what did you say?" asked Tang Yuyan with a confused expression.

"I said two words, forget it if you don't hear it!" Luo Yang waved his hand lightly, with a nonchalant expression, and then turned around and walked away.

"Two words, which two words?"

Tang Yuyan thought about it for a long time, and finally her eyes froze and she covered her mouth in surprise.

"It can't be the two words artistic conception, no, this guy has never studied painting professionally, how can he understand so much, how can he come up with such a pertinent opinion? How does he know that what this painting lacks is artistic conception?"

"Wait a minute, Luo Yang, don't leave yet, tell me clearly......"

Seeing that Luo Yang was leaving, Tang Yuyan hurriedly followed.

The two continued to follow behind Xie Lao and the others, looking at the paintings together.

……

Many celebrities in the calligraphy and painting circles surrounded the vice president of the Provincial Calligraphers and Painters Association ~ Chang Xu Yingfeng, and came to a pair of Chinese paintings.

This is a landscape painting, and it is a picture of plum blossoms, and the name is "Winter Plum Proud Snow".

In the vast white snow, a red plum stands proudly in the wind and snow, showing the high wind and bright festival of the plum and the character of not afraid of the cold.

The crowd gathered around the painting, admiring it and nodding their heads one after another.

"Good painting!"

"Good painting!"

"Well drawn!"

The praise was endless.

"This painting has lofty intentions and a very beautiful artistic conception, and it is indeed a rare and good painting. Xiao Zhu, this painting of yours has really been passed on by your father!"

Ma Yi's face was full of amazement, gave Zhu Kang a thumbs up, and praised again and again.

"Where, where, the Jockey Club ~ has a long reputation. My father is an outstanding figure in the national painting circle, and now I can't match it......"

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Zhu Kang pretended to be modest.

At this moment, he is facing the wind and his eyes are far away, as if he is imagining the scene when he has reached his father's current artistic achievements......

"Yes, yes, this painting is not only a good painting, but also a good handwriting! Xiao Zhu is worthy of both calligraphy and painting, and this calligraphy is also very beautiful, which can be called a model among young calligraphers!"

Xu Yingfeng, who was on the side, also nodded again and again and praised him.

"Yes, yes, Xu Hui ~ Chang, Ma Hui ~ Chang is right. This painting is truly a masterpiece!"

Behind Zhu Kang, a group of "celebrities" in the calligraphy and painting industry were not to be outdone.

It's not okay if you don't make a sycophant, the identity of the family is there, my father is a first-class painter in the country, and there are two heavyweights Xu Yingfeng and Ma Yi as role models, do they dare to hold Zhu Kang to the sky?

No matter how bad Zhu Kang's painting is, who dares to say "no" when his father, who is a director of the National Calligraphy and Painting Association, is here?

Who dares to say that his painting is not good? Isn't that looking for death? Do you still want to mix in the world of calligraphy and painting in the future?

"Hehe, Senior Xu praised it falsely, the works of your predecessors are really a must, I will definitely ask you in person another day!"

Zhu Kang immediately arched his hand at Xu Yingfeng and the others, and said with a respectful face.

People are all patting you on the back, why do you have to pay a few words in return, don't you?

In the world of calligraphy and painting, isn't it just that you praise me, and I praise you?

Zhu Kang knows the way out.

"Hahaha, have you seen it, Xiao Zhu is not only good at painting, but also so modest! The future is limitless, not comparable to us old guys!"

Listening to Zhu Kang's words, Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi and many other "celebrities" looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Obviously, Zhu Kang's words in return made them very "useful", not to mention how good their mood was!

"Good!"

Many people listened and immediately applauded enthusiastically.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Zhu Kang bent down in front of everyone, with a modest appearance, not to mention the joy in his heart.

There was a smile on his face, and his heart blossomed.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at Xie Lao's side, and secretly thought in his heart, old guy, have you heard it, in your eyes, my painting level is so poor, why are so many master-level figures praising me so much, do you think that you are the only one who is high-spirited, and everyone else is half a bucket of water?

Although Lao Tzu's father was your former student, now the achievement has long been above you, you wait, one day, Lao Tzu will also climb on your head, let you taste the taste of being ridden under you and humiliated!

At the same time, I was searching for Tang Yuyan's figure, and thought, chick, do you see everyone's worship of me, as a painter of my current status, it is your blessing to take a fancy to you......

……

The laughter was loud, and it happened to be heard by Xie Lao and the others who were not far away.

The others were okay, especially Xie Lao, after listening to these flattering words, he couldn't help frowning, and felt a little uncomfortable.

He is most unaccustomed to this kind of occasion, so many people, most of them will only curry favor and sell well, and they will not say a word of the truth.

If this continues, everyone only picks up good words, then how can Zhu Kang improve in the future?

However, Zhu Kang likes to listen to it, and he has no choice but to lament in his heart, it is useless to tell the truth......