Hearing the audience's discussion, Zhu Kang, Ma Huang and others couldn't help but look happy and laughed.

"Hahaha, you see, this is a master who keeps saying that he can draw! Finishing a picture in three minutes is a genius!"

Ma Huang pointed at Luo Yang and sneered.

"I think people may be a genius who can draw children's paintings! Children's paintings, of course, draw fast! A circle represents the sun, a wavy line represents light, and a few chickens are drawn below, and it's over, hahaha, it's definitely a masterpiece!"

Zhu Kang took over the conversation and said in a matter-of-fact manner.

As he spoke, he made gestures, which looked very funny.

caused the people around to laugh for a while, and they all looked at Luo Yang with mocking and shameless eyes.

"Obviously a layman who can't draw, but here the pig's nose is stuck in the onion, pretending to be an elephant. It caused us all to be teased by him. ”

Next to him, Xu Yingfeng snorted coldly, glanced at Luo Yang, and said lightly.

"President Xu, you and I can't be blamed for this, we can only blame some elderly people who are not clear-headed, and normal people like Master Zhu don't believe it, but they want to believe the words of a hairless young man, so that we all accompany him to fool around!"

Ma Yi glanced at Xie Lao and said dissatisfied.

The meaning in the words is obvious, if it weren't for the stubborn support of old people like Xie Lao and Yang Lao, no one would believe Luo Yang's nonsense at all.

In that case, there would not be such a senseless farce!

"Elder Yang, I hope the two of us are not mistaken?"

Xie Lao's face was red and white for a while, his eyes glanced at Luo Yang, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice to Yang Lao on the side.

"I believe that Master Luo will not lie to us, and we will know the result later!"

Yang Lao looked at Luo Yang's tall figure, and felt that he should believe him unconditionally.

Because Luo Yang is a master in his eyes, although he has not seen his paintings, but from his calligraphy, he has already determined that Master Luo is definitely a master.

For the words of such a master, he did not dare to have the slightest doubt!

"I also believe in Master Luo, he has no reason to lie to us! He said that he can draw, then he is definitely a genius of painting!"

Xu Jiaying on the side was also full of confidence in Luo Yang.

"Luo Yang, are you really done painting? Why did you come out so early? Why don't you paint for a while?"

Tang Yuyan said to Luo Yang a little anxiously.

According to her meaning, since she can't win Zhu Yongsong, she must also paint decently, so as not to be laughed at by others!

"Don't worry, teacher, I've really finished drawing!"

Luo Yang smiled and replied to her.

His expression was calm, and his tone was full of affirmation.

It was Tang Xiude who listened, and his face was full of doubts. I don't know if what Luo Yang said is true or false.

"Hehe, the dead duck has a hard mouth, when my father finishes drawing it, he will expose your lies in public, and see how hard you are still with a hard mouth!"

Zhu Kang sneered and mocked Luo Yang.

"I'm afraid that when I compare the two paintings, some people won't be able to stand this blow!"

Luo Yang glanced at Zhu Kang and said lightly.

……

Next, everyone waited in the exhibition hall for more than half an hour.

Finally, after more than an hour, Zhu Yongsong finally finished painting and came out of the upstairs room.

Both paintings were also given to the sole witness.

The Witnesses brought two unsigned paintings to the booth in the exhibition hall.

"Now the two paintings are placed here, and we don't know who the owner of the paintings is! Now, a few of us will form a judge to judge the two paintings! See which one is good!"

Regarding Xie Lao's proposal, everyone had no objection.

So, irrelevant people dispersed and watched the excitement from afar.

Painters such as Xie Lao, Xu Yingfeng, Ma Yi, and Yang Lao, or collectors, were left to judge the paintings.

Everyone looked at the booth in the middle from a distance, and countless cameras were also flashing at the booth.

Two Chinese paintings were placed at opposite ends of the booth. Luo Yang and Zhu Yongsong were separated from the booth at a certain distance.

The judging has not yet begun.

Xu Yingfeng was immediately attracted by a painting.

He walked quickly to the painting, carefully touched it, and with a look of excitement on his face, he muttered to himself:

"Good painting, good painting! This is really a good painting! This painting looks simple at first, but in fact it contains a strong foundation, and it is impossible to paint such a perfect painting without a solid foundation of several decades! I bet this painting must have been painted by Zhu Yongsong and Brother Zhu!"

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Yongsong in the distance, full of huge admiration and admiration.

And over there, Zhu Yongsong saw Xu Yingfeng's eyes, and raised his head to meet his gaze, as if to say, yes, of course I painted this amazing work!

Hearing Xu Yingfeng's praise, Zhu Kang also hurriedly ran over, stared at this "Qingxi Shrimp Play" for a long time, and said with a happy expression:

"This must have been painted by my father, only he could paint such an amazing painting! This painting is a must, just in response to that sentence, no matter how huge Qi Baishi is, he can't paint such a good painting! Father, your achievements make the child feel more and more insurmountable!"

Obviously, in Zhu Kang's eyes, the author of this masterpiece is definitely his father!

"Yes, yes, seeing this masterpiece come out with my own eyes, I believe that there is really a painter in this world who surpasses the master's level, and that is Brother Zhu!

Ma Yi stared at the painting excitedly, but his eyes looked at Zhu Yongsong in the distance, and his face was full of admiration.

"Wow, that's really a good painting!"

"I've never seen such a beautiful painting!

"That's it, Teacher Zhu Kang's father painted it himself, can it be bad? Haven't you heard, even if the old man Qi Baishi is alive, he may not be able to draw such a good painting!"

……

Not far away, Zhu Kang's students, as well as a group of young people who were learning to paint, stared at the painting with shocked expressions, and countless little stars appeared in their eyes.

Listening to everyone's praise, the expression on Tang Yuyan's face did not seem calm.

Listening to the meaning of these painters, the author of this painting must be Zhu Yongsong, and it will definitely not be Luo Yang.

She couldn't help but look at Luo Yang, only to see Luo Yang sitting calmly in the rest area resting, his face was light and light, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

"This is indeed a masterpiece of the world! I think the old man Qi Baishi also liked to paint shrimp back then, I don't want to slander his old man, but his old man's shrimp picture is overshadowed by the picture in front of him!"

When Xie Lao heard everyone's exclamations, he couldn't help but be curious, and hurriedly walked over to take a look. As soon as I saw it, I immediately let out a series of exclamations!