Chapter 102: Stealing Someone Else's Paintings

"Young man, I'm not talking about you, young people should keep a humble and studious heart. Seeing that Master Zhu's painting is good, you should not be jealous, but should worship him as a teacher, and humbly ask him for advice, maybe he will guide you when he sees you so talented!"

Xu Yingfeng looked at Luo Yang from afar and lectured "bitterly".

"Luo Yang, don't talk nonsense......"

Seeing this, Tang Yuyan hurriedly dissuaded Luo Yang.

"Young man, painting is painting, let's not insult people, if you want to do this, even I will criticize you!"

Xie Lao and Tang Lao glanced at each other and said to Luo Yang.

Obviously, they thought that Luo Yang was impulsive, so they opened their mouths to scold Zhu Yongsong, so they wanted to persuade Luo Yang.

"It's okay, I don't bother with hairless guys!"

Zhu Yongsong waved his hand very "generously", glanced at Luo Yang, and said arrogantly.

He did this just to make everyone worship him even more.

Sure enough, everyone's eyes looked at him even more differently, as if to say, the master is the master, and a young man has scolded him, he doesn't care, how much courage does this have!

However, Luo Yang smiled coldly and said, "Heh, do you want me to learn from the thief and kidnapper, what to learn, how he stole other people's paintings?"

looked at Zhu Yongsong with a meaningful sneer.

As soon as these words came out, the audience immediately boiled!

"What, stealing someone else's paintings? What do you mean?"

"What is this young man talking nonsense again? How could Master Zhu steal someone else's paintings?"

"I think this guy is really in the water, dare to say that Master Zhu steals other people's paintings, Master Zhu is of such a high level, can he use to steal other people's paintings?"

……

"Boy, you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Zhu Kang said with anger on his face.

Next to him, Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi and others also had angry expressions.

Only a trace of panic flashed on Zhu Yongsong's face, but he quickly covered it up.

He said coldly to Luo Yang: "Boy, don't think that you can talk nonsense when you are young, if it weren't for the fact that you were brought by Donald, I would have broken your leg and thrown you out! If you dare to talk here again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

"Teacher Zhu, I'm sorry, Luo Yang may have been impulsive, don't mind. ”

Tang Yuyan bowed to Zhu Yongsong, turned around and pulled Luo Yang's sleeve, and said, "Luo Yang, forget it, let's go, don't do anything more." ”

She concluded that Luo Yang might not be able to get used to Zhu Yongsong's cautious and ambitious performance, so she scolded him, so she wanted to take Luo Yang away as soon as possible to avoid another incident.

"Luo Yang, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. ”

Xie Lao, Tang Lao and others, with puzzled looks on their faces, persuaded Luo Yang.

Without evidence, they casually talk nonsense about people stealing other people's paintings, what kind of behavior is this? They both like Luo Yang very much, but they don't want to see Luo Yang caught by Zhu Yongsong because of this.

"Wait, I'm not talking nonsense. ”

Luo Yang shook off Tang Yuyan, turned to everyone and said:

"Donald, Xie Lao, ladies and gentlemen, I didn't talk nonsense. ”

"It's ridiculous that a thief who steals other people's calligraphy and painting works should claim to be a famous painter in the country, and he is also called a super-first-class master by everyone!"

After finishing word by word, his eyes swept to Zhu Yongsong with disdain.

The latter's face changed suddenly, and a huge flame of hatred burned in his eyes.

"Boy, you still dare to talk nonsense!"

"Boy, what do you mean, make it clear!"

Zhu Kang, Xu Yingfeng and a group of "celebrities" in the calligraphy and painting industry questioned Luo Yang with a look of indignation.

"Well, boy, since you have repeatedly said that I am a thief!

"Vice President Xu, President Ma, Elder Tang, Elder Yang, Elder Li, Old Man Xie, you are here to testify. If this kid doesn't tell the reason today, Lao Tzu will definitely not let him go today!"

Zhu Yongsong suppressed his anger and said to the people in the exhibition hall.

"That's it, boy, you said that my father stole other people's paintings and calligraphy, but there is evidence! Without evidence, you don't want to walk out of this exhibition hall safely today!"

Zhu Kang was also extremely angry.

“……”

Xie Lao, Yang Lao, Tang Lao and other old men, as well as Luo Yang's fans, looked at Luo Yang with puzzled eyes, not knowing what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

The other viewers shook their heads at Luo Yang one after another, and no one believed that what Luo Yang said was true.

"Okay, since you want proof, you can!"

Luo Yang said lightly, then picked up a brush, handed it to Zhu Yongsong, and said, "Could you please write Jiashen Nian Ding Maoyue on the paper again, and add your name?"

"Hehe, what's not to dare to do!"

Zhu Yongsong said, then took the brush and immediately wrote this line on the paper.

As he wrote, he said, "Let me write a line and you can see that I stole someone else's drawing, it's ridiculous!"

"I'm done, if there's a fart, let it go! If there's no evidence, you're welcome!"

Next to him, Zhu Kang and the others also looked at Luo Yang with a look of disdain, and said mockingly:

"Aren't you looking at paintings? Why do you want my father to write, is it a joke? I warn you, we don't have time to play with you!

Luo Yang went over, picked up the paper, and walked to the "Mountain Dwelling Map".

Xie Lao, Tang Lao and others followed behind suspiciously, curiously trying to figure out what Luo Yang was doing.

"Everyone, let's take the words he just wrote and compare them with the words in this painting!"

After Luo Yang finished speaking, he picked up the words and put them together with the painting.

Next to him, a trace of panic appeared on Zhu Yongsong's face, and he was secretly beating a drum in his heart.

I couldn't help but secretly regret it, but I didn't expect him to compare my words with the words on the painting, and I knew that I wouldn't write just now.

Could it be that this kid saw something?

No, he's so young, what can he see......

"The words he wrote just now seem to be a little different from the words on the painting!"

Tang Xiude looked at it for a moment, and then said.

Xie Lao carefully looked at the words on the painting, and then looked at the words Zhu Yongsong had just written, and after a long while, he raised his head and said:

"It's really different, the words on this painting, whether it's the font or the glyph, are very different from the words you just wrote!"

"Hmph, it doesn't make any difference, it's just that when my father wrote it, he changed the font. Cut, fuss!"

Zhu Kang couldn't help but sneer.

"Change the font?hehe, I think it's a change, right?" Luo Yang glanced at Zhu Kang and sneered.

"Substitution?"

The people next to him were all surprised and didn't understand what Luo Yang meant.