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"Do you have the qualifications to question the paintings of Master Junko Watanabe?"

"I don't understand anything, and I dare to make a big fuss here, it's ridiculous!"

The people around showed contempt and opened their mouths to mock, each of them was a fan of Master Junko Watanabe, and they couldn't tolerate others to say a word of slander, even if it was a little questioning, it wouldn't work!

The mysterious woman sneered, looked at the others, and finally landed on Lin Xiaofeng's face, pointed at him and said, "He and I should think about the same......"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Lin Xiaofeng come over and cover her mouth, her face was shocked and angry: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm standing here, but I haven't said anything!" ”

"Humph! You didn't say it, but you definitely thought so in your heart! The woman pushed Lin Xiaofeng away, snorted, tidied up the mask on her face, and said.

"Damn, do you know what I think in my heart? So you know what's going on in my mind right now? Lin Xiaofeng held his forehead, feeling speechless, he had hit some evil, obviously he didn't say anything, but this disaster also broke into his body.

"How do I know what's going on your mind right now?" The woman asked rhetorically.

"Then how do you say I think about the same thing as you?"

As he spoke, Lin Xiaofeng saw that the people around him were getting angrier and angrier, and hurriedly laughed: "I didn't say anything, Master Junko Watanabe has always been my idol, how can I be full of opinions about my idol?" You say, yes? ”

Seeing that Lin Xiaofeng had a good attitude, everyone couldn't help but reduce their hostility a little, but they still didn't have much kindness towards him, they just nodded, and they agreed with his words.

"Cowardice!" The woman looked at her with disdain.

Hey! Brother just doesn't want to cause trouble, how did he become a coward?

Lin Xiaofeng was upset, he took a good look at an art exhibition, and when he encountered this kind of thing, his luck really declined to the extreme.

Do you have to look at the yellow calendar when you go out in the future?

"I found out just now that this person was shaking his head in front of that picture, and he looked very dissatisfied!" In the crowd, one person looked at Lin Xiaofeng, pointed to the first painting Lin Xiaofeng looked at, and spoke.

His words immediately increased everyone's hostility towards Lin Xiaofeng a lot, if the gaze could kill, Lin Xiaofeng and the mysterious woman would have been riddled with holes.

"Since you don't like Master Watanabe's paintings, why do you want to come in?" A woman questioned Lin Xiaofeng.

"I think he wants to come in and don't know how to pretend to understand, and wantonly slander the paintings of Master Junko Watanabe, and then attract the attention of all of us, I think he is a sling, who came here to find a sense of existence!" A man's malicious speculation.

Damn, didn't you think about it when you said that?

Lin Xiaofeng felt speechless, are these people all idiots? I'm a disaster! Without saying anything, he shook his head, is there any law that says that shaking his head is also a crime?

"Get out!" One shouted.

"Get out!" The rest of the people followed suit.

Lin Xiaofeng has a fire in his heart, it is anger that cannot be extinguished, who did Lao Tzu provoke?

He turned his gaze to the culprit of this matter, the mysterious woman, and said angrily: "It's all your good deeds!" ”

The woman's eyes dodged, as if she didn't expect her casual words to cause such a big reaction, and she felt a little embarrassed even when it affected Lin Xiaofeng at this moment.

"I ...... I didn't mean to, and besides, it's good if you admit it, you have to say it. The woman muttered.

"I just want to watch the exhibition quietly, and I can't wash it off even if I jump into the Yellow River if you are pulled into the quagmire like this!" Lin Xiaofeng sighed, eager to take off this woman's mask and see how unsightly she looked.

"What's going on here?"

A young man about thirty years old walked out of the crowd, he looked around, and when he saw that everyone's eyes fell on Lin Xiaofeng, he also looked over.

"Painter Huang, this guy thinks your imitation is very poor!" One person recognized the young man, and hurriedly spoke, pointing at Lin Xiaofeng with his right hand.

The young man is the artist of this imitation in front of him, and it is an honor for him to be able to imitate the painting of Master Junko Watanabe, and it is even more an honor to be exhibited.

This means that his imitation has reached the point of being fake, especially when he sees everyone, almost no one can see that when this painting is an imitation, it is even more enjoyable for him.

At this time, when he heard that someone thought that he had drawn very poorly, the young man was instantly angry, his expression showed unkindness, and he looked at Lin Xiaofeng.

"What's your name?" The young man spoke condescendingly, and his tone was a bit condescending.

"I've said it all, this matter has nothing to do with me!" Lin Xiaofeng didn't want to cause trouble, but it didn't mean that he was afraid of things, and the word cowardice never existed in his dictionary.

"Say your name!" The young man's words were cold, and he held his head high and looked down at Lin Xiaofeng.

"Lin Xiaofeng!" Lin Xiaofeng smacked his lips, this person's inch by inch made him completely angry, he still wanted to calm down, but unfortunately the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop.

"Heh, what qualifications do you have to say that I draw poorly? Are you an artist? Have you won a prize? Answer me! The young man questioned in a loud voice, and his momentum was violent.

"I'm not a painter, I haven't won an award, are you satisfied?" Lin Xiaofeng replied nonchalantly.

"In that case, where do you have the confidence to say that I am a poor painter? Well? "The young man is pressing step by step, and he has to make Lin Xiaofeng apologize and admit his mistakes.

"Are you finished?" Lin Xiaofeng said impatiently: "It's already poorly drawn, and you don't want people to say it?" I'm better than you at drawing! ”

As the saying goes, take a step back and open the sky, he has taken more than a dozen steps back, the great hatred is all the sea and the sky, right? But this guy still doesn't give up, it's just hateful!

"Good, good! You've said that, how can you do it without showing your hand? I'd like to see what you can draw! The young man laughed angrily, clapping his palms with contempt and mockery in his eyes.

"I'm sorry......" The mysterious woman walked up to Lin Xiaofeng and apologized in a low voice.

"An apology is useful, but what do you need the police to do?"

Lin Xiaofeng was full of resentment, he was not an eventful person, but others had bullied him, if he coaxed him again, wouldn't he really become a coward?

Draw, huh? Who are you afraid of?

"You come with me!" The young man glanced at Lin Xiaofeng, the corners of his mouth raised, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and walked towards the center of the exhibition hall.

"Come on!"

Lin Xiaofeng is still very confident, the wonderful use of the brush allows him to paint paintings with aura at will, any painting with aura is better than the dull imitation of the young man!

Following the young man, Lin Xiaofeng and the large group of people behind him came to the center of the exhibition hall.

The situation here quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the exhibition hall, and many people with good deeds gathered around and asked the people around them from time to time what was going on.

Outside the crowd, Xu Yao was staring at a painting in a closet, her eyes were full of fascination, her mind was attracted to it, and she didn't notice what was happening in the center of the exhibition hall at the moment.

"All the tools for painting are here, you can paint on the spot, so that everyone can see how you are drawing! If you don't draw as well as me, I don't need you to do anything, just apologize to me and admit your mistakes, and if I lose, I'll give you 10,000 yuan! The young man stood behind an exhibition table, pointed to the painting tools on the table, and spoke.

"Good! But who's going to judge? You have to have an expert to referee, right? Lin Xiaofeng was not afraid at all, but was in his chest.

"Referee? I'm ...... here" The young man frowned, he wanted to call the other painters in the exhibition hall to be referees, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that Lin Xiaofeng would not be able to agree, so he immediately hesitated.

"Hehe, it's better to let me be the referee!"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man in his thirties walked out and opened his mouth with a smile.

"You?" The young man hesitated, and before he could speak, he saw the middle-aged man take out a certificate and said with a smile: "The official moderator of the Visual Dynasty Forum, and also a close disciple of Tang Baile, a master of the Chinese painting world, I wonder if I am qualified to be a referee?" ”

"You are, you are Master Shao Yangyu?!" When the young man heard the middle-aged man's introduction, he quickly became excited, and he stammered a little when he spoke.

"I don't dare to be a master, I'm just a critic." The middle-aged Shao Yangyu waved his hand again and again.

His eyes looked at Lin Xiaofeng from time to time, the reason why he was willing to be a referee was because Lin Xiaofeng's name had some similarities with Feng Xiaolin he was looking for in the forum.

Feng Xiaolin reversed, isn't it Lin Xiaofeng?

In the forum, he offered a reward of 500,000 yuan, but he couldn't get a trace of information from Feng Xiaolin, and he had already decided to give up.

I happened to hear that there was an art exhibition here, and it was the work of Junko Watanabe, a master of Sakurajima's painting world, which made him interested, and he drove here, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing.

"Is that you?" Lin Xiaofeng looked at Shao Yangyu and was slightly surprised, this person was the middle-aged man who had said two words to him before.

"Master, do you know him?" When the young man saw Lin Xiaofeng's expression, he sighed in his heart, and secretly said How could this guy know Master Shao Yangyu, could it be that he is a hidden painter master?

"I don't know, but I just said two words." Shao Yangyu shook his head, from the bottom of his heart, he still didn't believe that Lin Xiaofeng could paint any good works.

First, Feng Xiaolin is not necessarily Lin Xiaofeng, even if it is, that painting is not painted by Feng Xiaolin.

Second, Lin Xiaofeng is too young, so young, even if he paints in elementary school, he can't paint some artistic conceptions.

Which of those famous painters has not been accumulated over the decades?

From these two aspects, Shao Yangyu thinks that this young man of Lin Xiaofeng may be able to paint, but he can't paint any eye-catching works, and he doesn't have much hope.

His purpose was just to know if Lin Xiaofeng was Feng Xiaolin, and if so, he could ask Lin Xiaofeng about who the original author of the small bridge and flowing water painting was.