"Jiang Automobile, the river of the Yangtze River, the automobile of the car. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Lin Feng opened the sect with a clear meaning, and introduced Jiangqi to everyone.

"Everyone was attracted in, probably because our car was good-looking, right?" Lin Feng looked around, "What was the first word that came to your mind when you saw our car?"

"Looks good!" someone replied with a raised hand.

"I just said this word, please say another adjective!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Pretty!" the man immediately reversed.

The first person to answer was an employee of Jiangqi, and it was also arranged to drive the atmosphere.

"Very good, who else can think of any words?" Lin Feng smiled, "With so many people, can't they think of other adjectives?

"Art!" replied a tall, beautiful blonde woman in a sweet voice.

"Art!" Lin Feng looked at her and said, "At first glance, you are a person with taste!

The blonde woman said, "Your car has an artistic atmosphere. Just like looking at a famous painting, you can feel its beauty at a glance. ”

Lin Feng said: "You answered correctly. Our car is a kind of art! Each of our cars is developed as a work of art. ”

A rude voice came: "Haha! Jiang Qi doesn't even have his own engine, but he dares to go to the United States to brag that his car is a work of art! You, the cowhide king of Huaxia, have come to a foreign country!"

The person who spoke was a Caucasian man, with a big beard and a blue face.

His face was mocking and sneering, and his voice was so loud that you couldn't pretend you didn't hear it.

Lin Feng said: "This gentleman, may I ask, have you ever admired a famous painting? Whether it is in a museum or a magazine." ”

"Of course, I'm a graduate student in art!, so I have more say and know more about what art is!" said the white man arrogantly.

Lin Feng said: "So, can Van Gogh's paintings be considered art?"

"Of course!" The white man looked disdainful, blaming Lin Feng for asking such a stupid question, which was simply insulting his IQ.

Lin Feng said: "So, here's the question, may I ask, what did Van Gogh use to paint?"

This question is more white and stupid than the previous question!

The white man said angrily: "Of course I painted with paint!

Lin Feng said: "Okay, it seems that you are really an art student, then let me ask you two more questions, the first question, is the paint used by Van Gogh to paint produced by himself? If not, his paintings, according to your logic, cannot be regarded as works of art, right? But you just admitted that Van Gogh's paintings are art! Could you please answer me?"

With the spear of the son, the shield of the attacker!

The smartest counterattack is not to slap you, but to make you slap yourself in the face!

The white man looked ignorant, and he didn't react for a long time.

Lin Feng said: "It seems that this friend of ours still has a student understanding of art!"

The audience burst into laughter.

The white man frowned.

Lin Feng said: "I know you can't answer, you don't have to worry, think slowly first." Let me ask you a second question. What you just said is that you look down on mud, don't you? You think mud and art don't have a line at all, do you?"

"Yes!" replied the white man this time.

Lin Feng laughed and said: "Coincidentally, I happened to bring a lot of things, all of which were made of clay, and I originally wanted to use them as gifts to thank people who actively answered questions." You can move in now!"

His last sentence was addressed to the staff.

Zhou Kewen hurriedly ordered people to carry a few boxes to the stage.

Everyone stood on their heels and craned their necks to watch.

Lin Feng opened the box and took out a fine blue and white porcelain from it.

"Everyone, have you ever used this kind of instrument?" Lin Feng asked.

"USED!PORCELAIN!CHIAN!"

"Yes, this is a specialty of China, as early as a thousand years ago, through the Silk Road and the Maritime Silk Road, to Western countries. Is this a work of art?"

"Art!

"The artwork that sells at auction is art, of course!"

"Art!

Everyone is really no stranger to porcelain!

Lin Feng said: "So, do you know what this is made of?"

"I don't know!" most people don't know what it's made of.

Just like glass, Chinese people used to only know that this thing was good, but they didn't know how it came about.

"Dirt!" Lin Feng said in surprise.

"Huh?" exclaimed many people, "is it made of clay for such a beautiful work of art?"

Lin Feng said: "This is made of clay and fired! If you don't believe it, you can search on the Internet, now the Internet is so developed, the information is very rich, check it on the Internet, everything is understood." ”

Immediately, someone searched the Internet.

"It's really made of clay!"

"I already knew that it was made of clay. Soil is the best gift that the earth has given to us, and without it, we humans would not even have the possibility of survival. ”

"Great dirt!"

"What art!"

"It seems that it is not that mud cannot form art, but that it depends on what kind of person does it. A truly great artist can make art out of anything. Mud, stones, leaves, can all be art. ”

"Great art!"

Lin Feng opened another box and took out a few beautiful colorful dolls from it.

"Let's take a look, these dolls, are they good-looking?" Lin Feng raised his hand and showed it to everyone.

"Beautiful! Is this a carving?" someone asked in admiration.

Lin Feng said: "This is a more intuitive clay work! This is made of colored clay!"

"Clay figurines!" someone exclaimed, "there is indeed this art, I have been to Huaxia Kingdom, and the old grandfathers and grandmothers on the street will do this! It is very beautiful! I bought more than a dozen of them, and now they are still at home, and I want to pass them on to my grandson, and they will live for more than a thousand years, and they are also antiques!"

"Haha!" someone burst into laughter.

"This is art, right?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"Art!" the crowd was amazed.

Lin Feng said: "This little man is Sun Wukong, a mythical figure in our Huaxia Kingdom, and both men and women love him! This clay figure is pinched vividly and captures heavenly work! If such works are not considered art, I don't know, what art is else in the world?"

"A work of art!" the crowd chimed in.

Lin Feng looked at the white man and asked, "Can you answer my second question now?"

The white man was speechless and dumbfounded, just gave a thumbs up and kept praising Lin Feng.

Under the stage, Miao Ke stood pretty, looking at Lin Feng, her big round eyes revealed a little more emotion than appreciation.