"Lin Lao!" The crowd's eyes were round, and they looked at Lin Dashan, who was stunned and paralyzed in a wheelchair.

The crowd had heard about it a long time ago, Lin Dashan was old, and now he couldn't remember many things clearly, and even his actions were a little difficult, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

However, when the crowd saw Lin Dashan in a wheelchair, they understood that Lin Dashan's situation was far more serious than rumored.

"Lin Lao's works, each one is sky-high when placed outside, but now, there are less than 100 of Lin Lao's paintings left. The crowd looked at Lin Lao in the wheelchair, shook his head and sighed.

Lin Lao, not only the former president of the Yanjing Chinese Painting Association, but also the former vice president of the Chinese Painting Association, has a pivotal position in the Chinese painting industry.

Lin Lao's works in his later years were auctioned at a sky-high price of one billion yuan at the United States Aote Grand Auction!

It is precisely because of this that Lin Lao's work has become one of the most expensive paintings in Huaguo.

However, on Lin Lao's ninetieth birthday, Lin Lao suddenly fainted at the birthday banquet, and since then, Lin Lao has been lying in a wheelchair for ten years and has never touched the brush again.

Until today, Lin Lao is a hundred years old, and his body is getting weaker and weaker.

"Old Lin, please come here, please!" When Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang saw Lin Lao, they immediately bowed forward as if a student had seen a teacher, and carefully pushed Lin Lao to the top of the hall.

Zhang Youguo took a deep breath, squatted in front of Lin Lao, looked at Lin Lao in the wheelchair and said with a smile: "Lin Lao, I'm sorry for you this time, I hope you can help me and Lao Tu to see whose works are better." ”

Lin Lao sat in a wheelchair, twisted his neck stiffly, fell on Zhang Youguo with a dull gaze, and nodded.

"Lin Lao, thank you. Zhang Youguo bowed to Lin Lao, and then hurriedly ordered someone to take his works and Tu Zhiqiang's works and put them on the table in front of Lin Lao.

The work was spread out, and suddenly, a picture of a "lonely boat on the sea" and a picture of "smoke cooking in the mountains" appeared in front of the crowd.

"Okay! These two paintings are really masterpieces!" The crowd present were all people who knew how to paint, and they just glanced at the two paintings, and instantly saw some doorways.

If these two paintings were to be auctioned outside, they would cost hundreds of millions, to say the least.

"Lin Lao, this "Lonely Boat on the Sea" is mine, and "Cooking Smoke in the Mountains" is Lao Tu, you see, who is better. Zhang Youguo smiled and pointed to the two paintings on the table.

Lin Dashan turned his neck stiffly, his dull gaze swept over the two paintings, and a trace of loss quickly flashed on his expressionless face.

Although Lin Dashan's movements were subtle, the loss on his face was fully visible to the crowd.

"This ...... Isn't Lin Lao dissatisfied with such a masterpiece?!" The crowd was slightly stunned, a trace of surprise flashed on their faces, they never expected that the works of Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang would be denied by Lin Laotong.

Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang also frowned, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Lin Dashan is the Taishan Beidou of Huaguo, and his attainments in Chinese painting are few enemies, and it is precisely because of this that Lin Dashan's vision is extremely high, and ordinary paintings, Lin Dashan can't look at them at all.

"Old Lin, tell me, what is the difference between my paintings and Lao Tu's?" Zhang Youguo was anxious and asked directly.

Zhang Youguo is also the president of the Yanjing Chinese Painting Association, however, Zhang Youguo did not expect that Lin Dashan would not look down on his paintings.

"Lin Lao, I also want to know what is the difference between my paintings and Lao Zhang's. Tu Zhiqiang also squatted down, frowned and asked.

In the wheelchair, the corners of Lin Dashan's wrinkled mouth squirmed hard, and a voice as thin as a mosquito finally came out: "It's too bad, your progress disappoints me." ”

Rumble!

Hearing this, Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang's hearts trembled, they never expected that Lin Dashan's evaluation of them would be so low.

"Old Lin, then how should we improve?" Zhang Youguo still didn't give up, and asked again.

However, this time, Lin Lao didn't pay attention to Zhang Youguo at all, but looked directly at a corner of the hall.

Lin Lao's subtle move naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the crowd.

The crowd turned around and looked in the direction that Lin Lao's eyes were pointing to, and then they found Mu Bingxue and Yang Fan who were still painting.

"Lin Lao, those are just two juniors who don't understand Chinese painting, what do you think they do?" Zhang Youguo whispered in Lin Lao's ear.

However, Lin Lao opened his mouth, tried his best, and whispered, "Push...... Push me over. ”

Zhang Youguo frowned slightly, but he still did so, and together with Tu Zhiqiang, he pushed Lin Lao to Yang Fan and Mu Bingxue.

"Ice and snow, pay attention at the end of the pen, the nib of the pen weakens by two points. In the corner, Yang Fan put his hands behind his back and constantly guided Mu Bingxue.

"Ice and snow, the body is one point higher, and the tip of the pen is tilted three points. Under the guidance of Yang Fan, the brush in Mu Bingxue's hand was suddenly closed, and a pair of "Hundred Flowers" was once again presented in the field of vision of the crowd.

In the wheelchair, Lin Dashan's pupils trembled, his eyes stared at the "Hundred Flowers Map" in front of Mu Bingxue, and a relatively clear voice came out of his mouth: "Okay...... Draw...... It's so well drawn!"

Rumble!

The crowd looked stunned, and looked back at Lin Dashan in horror, the crowd never expected that Lin Dashan would suddenly speak, and he praised Mu Bingxue's works!

Even, even Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang were stunned, they hadn't heard Lin Dashan speak in such an excited and high-pitched tone for ten years!

Thinking of this, Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang couldn't help but turn around and look at the redrawn "Hundred Flowers" in front of Mu Bingxue again.

Just now, even when Lin Lao saw the works of Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang, his face was full of loss, but now when he saw Mu Bingxue's "Hundred Flowers", he exclaimed.

This surprised Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang.

Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang walked forward with their hands behind their backs, and looked carefully at Mu Bingxue's "Hundred Flowers", and the crowd also cast curious glances.

"This ......" However, Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang just glanced at Mu Bingxue's "Hundred Flowers", and the expressions on their faces instantly froze, as if petrified, and they were stunned in place.

"Good! Peerless masterpiece!" Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang almost didn't think about it, and blurted out directly.

Because, Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang haven't seen such excellent works for a long time.

Zhang Youguo and Tu Zhiqiang remembered that the last time they saw such excellent works was ten years ago, Lin Dashan painted "Peony Picture" by himself!