"Uh, that...... ,I'm sorry, it's our fault, it's interfering with your painting, teacher, please, we'll pay attention. ”

Li Shaomin hurriedly looked in the direction of the painting table and bowed his hand.

The other old people also looked apologetic, smiled and nodded at Zhu Yongsong and the others, and hugged their fists in greeting.

"Hehe, it's none of your business. Their anger is directed at me. However, it's really not convenient now, so I'll write for you when I have time. For now, let's not disturb people. ”

Luo Yang smiled and comforted Li Shaomin and the other old people.

"Master Luo, we were impulsive just now, don't worry, we will pay attention!"

Li Shaomin's face was full of gratitude, and then he nodded slightly apologetically to the people around him, quieted down, and continued to watch the live painting.

Zhu Yongsong took a long breath, forcibly suppressed the unhappiness just now, calmed down, and continued to paint.

As a person who has seen the world, he quickly forgot about the farce just now, and concentrated on painting again.

I saw him splashing ink, chic and free, skillful, and between his gestures, he all showed a noble demeanor that only a great master of painting had.

The whole audience can hear the pin drop again!

Everyone is watching intently!

Enjoy the wonderful moment of this rare masterpiece on the spot!

In the blink of an eye, he put away his pen in a dashing manner and said, "Okay!"

And just like that, a painting is complete!

The flash, again at the painting in front of him, flashed continuously.

Countless admiring and adoring eyes stared closely at this newly completed painting, refusing to leave for a long time......

Turn around and leave the table without stopping!

Left a proud back for everyone!

Behind him, there were already loud exclamations!

"Wow, it's so beautiful! It's really the work of a national master!"

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would be able to see Master Zhu painting on the spot!"

"Today is really a memorable day in the Yanghe City painting circle, Mr. Zhu Yongsong, a famous painter in my country's painting circle, painted for everyone in the city museum!"

"Whether this painting sells or not, no matter how much it is, I want it!"

……

At this time, even Old Xie, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd and had not spoken, looked at Zhu Yongsong's painting and couldn't help but nod secretly.

"What, Old Xie, how is this painting going?" asked Donald involuntarily.

"Very good! It seems that his painting skills are getting more and more proficient! Even I, an old man, can't see his neck!"

Xie Lao couldn't help but praise, with a rare look of appreciation on his face.

Obviously, the level of Zhu Yongsong's painting made him a former teacher, and it was a little beyond his reach!

Here, Zhu Yongsong's gaze couldn't help but glance through the crowd towards Xie Lao and Tang Lao.

There was a sense of pride in my heart. Obviously, in front of his former teacher, painting in front of so many audiences, enjoying the adoring gaze of everyone, life is so proud, what more can a husband ask for?

He glanced at Tang Xiude again, and thought in his heart, Old Man Tang, I used to be your wife's student in the past, and today, my achievements are no longer comparable to those of the teacher!

I believe that after watching today's art exhibition, Old Man Tang should be eager to chase and beg, and marry his granddaughter to my son!

After all, with today's father and son, this amazing achievement and status, whose girl is not impressed?

Who would resist marrying into such a prestigious family where both father and son are famous calligraphers and painters?!!

At the same time, he glanced at Luo Yang disdainfully, and secretly thought in his heart, a little hairy child, his hair has not grown, so he dares to be called a master?

It's a shame that those old guys adore him so much, and seem to like him so much! Maybe it's a bunch of old fools! To a little kid, call him a master?

He proudly waved his hand at the TV camera, and then, in a dashing manner, turned around and left the stage!

At this time, Wang Lingli said into the microphone:

"Okay, the on-site painting session has all ended......"

Hearing this, Tang Xiude couldn't help frowning, and said to Old Xie beside him:

"Xie Lao, aren't you the seniors of our province's painting circles? Why didn't they invite you to paint on stage? This is not in accordance with the rules......

"Forget it, let's get an old bone, so we won't join in the fun! Besides, people arrange it this way, maybe they are afraid that my old bones will cause trouble for them!"

Xie Lao smiled slightly, it didn't matter if it was authentic.

"This ......" Donald wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xie Lao.

He saw that the old man insisted on this, so he couldn't insist anymore, although he was confident, if he opened his mouth, Zhu Yongsong and his son would definitely give face. In the end, though, he didn't!

What's the matter, everything is about going with the flow, isn't it?

However, Donald thinks so, and others don't.

A group of young calligraphy and painting lovers standing next to Mr. Xie said to Wang Lingli:

"We have opinions, can we ask Xie Lao, a senior in the provincial painting world, to come to the stage to paint for us?"

"That's right, I've heard a long time ago that Xie Lao's painting is very good, why don't you let him draw it for us!"

"Host, we all want to see Xie Lao draw!"

……

"This ......"

Wang Lingli's face was embarrassed, originally, according to the original arrangement, there was a painting by asking Xie Lao, but it was later removed by Zhu Kang.

As for the specific reason, Wang Lingli and others do not know.

Now, with so many people pleading, she couldn't help but look at her teacher.

Seeing this, Zhu Kang couldn't help but feel a trace of unhappiness on his face, but he was quickly forced to suppress it. turned his attention to his father Zhu Yongsong.

"Let him draw! what a decent picture can a stubborn old fellow who is about to go into the ground!"

Zhu Yongsong glanced at Xie Lao contemptuously, and then nodded to his son.

Zhu Kang immediately conveyed this meaning to Wang Lingli.

"Okay, since everyone is so enthusiastic, then we have invited Mr. Xie Yunchu, the former meeting of the Provincial Calligraphers and Painters Association~ and the senior of the painting world, to paint us on the spot. ”

Wow!

There was also warm applause at the scene.

Obviously, Xie Lao still has a high prestige among his many painting peers!

"Thank you for your kindness! However, the old man is already old, and his hands and feet are not as neat as in the past, and if you don't draw well, please don't laugh!"

"Old Xie, don't be modest!"

"Yes, Xie Lao, who doesn't know that you are a famous painter of the older generation in our province's painting circle!"

"Let's draw quickly, let's open our eyes!"

Under everyone's unanimous and strong plea, Xie Lao spread out the rice paper, picked up the pen, and began to paint.

Due to his age, Xie Lao's hands trembled slightly, and he forcibly controlled his hands.

Tang Xiude, Luo Yang, and others stared nervously at Xie Lao's hand, worried that the old man would have an accident when he painted.

Fortunately, Xie Lao's painting went relatively smoothly.

It's just that when I finally put the pen away, my hand shook accidentally, leaving a small flaw, which can't but be said to be a pity!