One sentence shook a thousand waves.

Everyone present was shocked, they didn't expect that a waste like Shen Lang could also paint, and the painting was quite realistic!

But the shock was fleeting, and after a few moments, almost everyone was amused and sneered.

I don't blame these people for laughing, because Shen Lang painted a corner of a small mountain village, and his painting is full of the taste of mountains and wilderness.

Rough and simple lines outline a crooked path that ends in a collapsed earthen house.

On the edge of the ruined earthen wall, half of a huge stump is outlined with rough lines, and under the stump crawls with huge roots crisscrossed by the bare outside, and the old peach tree has lived for many years, and has raised layers of old bark.

This old peach tree grows next to a meandering stream.

The clear stream is filled with colorful petals, and these petals flow down the water, which is very beautiful.

By the stream, a young boy dressed in rustic clothes was whipping a cow with a whip in his hand.

It must have been a lazy ox, and even though the young boy whipped it on it, it was still unmoved to eat the puddle of grass by the stream.

The toddler was followed by a local dog, which was sitting under a big tree with its dripping tongue out, looking leisurely at its little master.

Only half of the trunk appears in the whole painting, and the old peach tree in the painting is so large that only a short part of the trunk is depicted.

"Haha! Shen Lang, this is really what you painted! Isn't this mountain village in your painting your little broken village? This is too poor! Look at it, they still use earthen walls, and they are really backward!"

"Shen Lang, the dirty child in the painting shouldn't be what you looked like when you were a child? I didn't expect you to be a cowherd baby!

"Hahaha! Li Ruoxi, this is the person you want to marry! A rustic country wreck! I didn't expect it, did you? When you rejected Li Kai countless times, did you ever think that there would be today? Qiao Shao, you should quickly comment on this painting of this dirt bun!" Li Yan exclaimed excitedly.

"Although the painting is realistic, the whole painting is crude, and the lines are piled up haphazardly. And this painting is very non-patterned, regardless of priority, I don't know what he wants to express, and there is no artistic conception at all. This should be because Shen Lang has never studied painting professionally. Being able to draw like this shows that he is still very talented. But because no one teaches and is self-righteous, this strange style of painting is caused. This style of painting has been formed, and it cannot be improved at all! Alas, a good seedling, just because he was born in a mountain village, just because he was a poor man, he is wrong to blame the opportunity to become a painter!" Qiao Honghai sighed, and everyone knew that he was pretending to be pretending when he heard it, because his face was filled with a look of schadenfreude.

"Shen Lang, is your painting called "Spring Dew"?" Li Kai suddenly asked Shen Lang.

Shen Lang frowned and nodded.

"Haha! How dare you come up with this name? Tell me where is the spring in your painting? Which point reflects the spring mood? Is it the roots of an old tree that stretches all over the ground? Is it an old ox that is disobedient? Is it a dirt dog with a disgusting tongue? Or is it you wearing dirty clothes?" Li Kai raised his voice to the maximum and asked with a gloating face.

Most of the people at the scene couldn't help but laugh wildly after hearing Li Kai's question.

Almost everyone at the scene looked at Shen Lang with sneering eyes.

What's more, he looked at Li Ruoxi defiantly.

seems to be saying to Li Ruoxi: Let's see what kind of fiancé you found!

When everyone at the scene was laughing, a voice suddenly sounded:

"Is this painting so ridiculous?"

Hearing this voice, everyone was startled and hurriedly closed their mouths, because it was Master Zhao speaking.

"Since you're all laughing. Then I'm going to comment on this painting. ”

"Master Zhao, do you still need to comment on this wretched painting? I think you are simply insulting your identity by commenting on this painting! This wretched painting is simply a piece of shit! We are wasting time to comment on his paintings. Now, it's time to deliver on that promise. This painting is certainly the worst of all the paintings on site. We should let Shen Lang immediately carry out the agreement and roll out of the venue on the ground! Oops! It's so exciting to think of this scene! I have to take a picture with my mobile phone and post it to my circle of friends. Li Yan said as she reached for her phone.

"Don't pull out your phone. Get out of here now!" Master Zhao snorted with a sinking face.

Li Yan, who was gloating and rummaging through her phone, stopped her movements in shock, she looked up at Master Zhao in disbelief, and couldn't believe what she had just heard.

"Don't get out of here yet!" Master Zhao pointed at Li Yan and snorted coldly again.

After Li Yan saw Master Zhao's extremely angry expression, she was a little overwhelmed, she didn't know why she had offended Master Zhao.

"Still not getting out of here?"

Li Yan staggered towards the outer layer of the crowd with a calm face.

After Master Zhao Yonghe saw the noisy Li Yan out of his sight, he said:

"I hope that no one will interject while I am commenting on this painting! If there is a disagreement, you can wait until I have finished speaking!

Master Zhao looked around, and after seeing that no one was silent, he continued:

"The picture of "Spring Dew" uses the method of splashing ink. As you all know, splashing ink is extremely demanding for painters. Only highly accomplished painters will skillfully use the method of splashing ink. This painting also adopts a rough minimalist method, that is, using rough lines to depict the situation that the painter wants to express, which is more demanding for the artist. ”

With a sigh of relief, Master Zhao continued:

"Let me give you a detailed analysis of this painting. This painting does not see the blossoms of the peach tree, but we see the colorful petals in the stream, from this scene, do we think: since there are so many fallen flowers in the water, then how much should the peach blossoms on this old tree flourish? This is the so-called small to see the big, to the surface of the piece, this painting gives the viewer infinite imagination. ”

"Let's look at only part of the trunk and roots that are drawn on this painting. Seeing these exposed criss-crossing roots and upturned dry bark, we can't help but think about how many years this tree has lived to grow like this? How many years have it gone through to warp such a thick bark? After so many ups and downs, it still grows tenaciously and still blooms. Does this make us sigh at the endless life of life? Does it give us the courage to rise to the wind no matter what difficulties we face?"

"Let's take a look at this stubborn old scalper, though the little master keeps whipping him. But it didn't care, because it knew that the grass at the water's edge was more fragrant than any grass anywhere else! Although the old ox was very old, it was still persistent!"

"Do I need to talk about that dog? In the eyes of this dog, I see loyalty and intelligence!"

"There is no place in this work that is not full of vitality! There is no place that is not intoxicating and inextricable! There is no place that is not shocking! Is this the worst work in your eyes?" Master Zhao said this, and his eyes swept to the audience.

Hush!

Deathly silence!

All the people who had just mocked the painting bowed their heads.

"The height of this painting is more than all my work! So, I want to ask, young man, is this painting really painted by you?" Master Zhao looked at Shen Lang at the outermost layer of the crowd with burning eyes.

Just when Shen Lang was about to nod his head in acknowledgement.

A pleasant sound sounded:

"Master Zhao, in fact, this painting was made by me, but it is not what I just made. When I went to a mountain village in Yunnan some time ago to investigate, I suddenly felt a sense of the scenery and made a work on the spot! Actually, when I was about to admit that this was my work, I didn't expect that someone would jump out and admit it in advance. I'll just have to wait and see what happens. ”

When Master Zhao heard Chu Mengmeng's words, his brows furrowed, and his eyes swept around Shen Lang and Chu Mengmeng's bodies, and he didn't know who to believe.

"Chu Mengmeng, you fart! This painting is obviously made by Shen Lang just now, I can testify!" Bai Xuejiao was a little stunned for a moment after hearing Chu Mengmeng's words, and after reacting, she immediately jumped three feet high.

"How can you do this? You obviously came together, how can you so blatantly cooperate to take away my paintings? Even if you say that this painting was made by him, who can believe this? How can a wreck make such a meaningful work? Just now I saw that this wretched waste was targeted by so many people, and I felt that he was a little pitiful, so I felt compassion, and did not immediately point out that he was an impostor, but I didn't expect you to be a wolf with ambition, and you wanted to take my paintings without shame!" Chu Mengmeng said pitifully.

Everyone on the side saw Chu Mengmeng's expression, and Chu Mengmeng really didn't feel sorry for Shen Lang before, and suddenly, almost everyone present believed Chu Mengmeng's words.

Suddenly, many people looked at Shen Lang with angry eyes.

"Damn! This waste is really a slut! This painting is obviously the work of Chu Mengmeng when he was out on an investigation, and now he actually wants to take it for himself! What a vicious heart! Looking at this guy's little white face, I get angry. This guy doesn't have any skills, and it is estimated that he used some crooked thoughts to trick Master Li into marrying Li Ruoxi to him. This guy is a veritable liar. Now we have to be a robber to snatch Chu Mengmeng's painting! Such a person should be tied up immediately and sent to the police station!" Li Kai angrily pointed at Shen Lang and roared.

"I want to ask Miss Chu Mengmeng a word. How can she prove that this painting is hers, and who can help her prove it?" Although he was glared at by the audience, Shen Lang was still calm and clear-headed.

"I can prove it to her!" Master Yao Peng, who had been silent, suddenly said in a loud voice.

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