"Why?" Yang Lin turned to look at Wang Chen and frowned.

"This Master Yang Lin is like this!" Wang Chen coughed lightly and continued to speak: "I don't know if you are interested in joining our calligraphy and painting association, I believe that with your painting skills, sooner or later you will become famous all over the world!" ”

Speaking of this, Wang Chen looked at Yang Lin with burning eyes, and what he said was also very polite, as if he had already regarded Yang Lin as his elder.

An old man in his sixties called Yang Lin so politely, but no one present felt inappropriate.

The so-called master is the teacher, Yang Lin is much better than them in this aspect, naturally, they have to be polite to Yang Lin.

There was a faint feeling in his heart, that is, the painting that Yang Lin had just painted was more realistic than Tang Bohu's.

Tang Bohu's painting of fish is very spiritual, but it is only that, but Yang Lin's painting, at that moment, Wang Chen really thought that he saw a tiger.

That's the gap!

One is still a painting, and the other is a real tiger.

If Yang Lin really joins the Calligraphy and Painting Association, then it won't be long before Yang Lin is really famous all over the world. "I'm not interested in this!" Yang Lin shook his head very simply, what a joke, what a waste of time to paint, and Yang Lin knew very well that he was not suitable for taking the path of painting at all, and the most suitable thing for him was to enter the Tao with martial arts, painting, that was a secondary thing, and martial arts was the most important thing.

"Master Yang Lin, don't you think about it anymore?" Wang Chen continued to speak: "Nowadays, Western paintings are much more popular than our Chinese paintings, if you look at Picasso and others, the value of their paintings will far surpass the famous paintings of our ancestors, is our ancestors inferior to Picasso?" No, it's because Western painting is more popular than Chinese painting, Mr. Yang Lin, as long as you join the Calligraphy and Painting Association, I believe that within five years, no, within three years, our Chinese painting will surpass Western painting! ”

Speaking of this, Wang Chen looked at Yang Lin with a more enthusiastic gaze: "Master Yang Lin, don't you think about it, this is of great benefit to you and our country!" ”

"If you don't think about it, I will never join!" Yang Lin is too lazy to care about the struggle between Chinese painting and Western painting, for him, all this is secondary, the most important thing is to improve his strength, the rest, fuck you.

Seeing this, Wang Chen knew in his heart that no matter how much he persuaded him, it would be useless, and at that moment, he coughed lightly and continued to speak: "Then, Master Yang Lin, let's discuss another matter!" ”

"Something else?" Yang Lin couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Regarding this picture of the tiger descending the mountain in your hand, I plan to buy it!" Wang Chen said solemnly.

"You? Buy it? Yang Lin couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, to be honest, this picture of the tiger descending the mountain does not have much effect on him, and it seems to be a very good choice to sell it.

"And how much money do you come up with?" Yang Lin = A smile bloomed on his face.

Wang Chen raised five fingers and said with a serious face: "Five million!" ”

Million?

As soon as he heard this number, Yang Lin's eyelids couldn't help jumping slightly, although he was with Xue Chengcheng during this time, tens of millions of yuan listened, but more, Yang Lin thought it was an unrealistic dream.

Up to now, Yang Lin has hardly seen a dime except for his daily living expenses, and the money he earned was immediately taken by Snow Falling City as collateral to continue to take out loans and invest.

Up to now, Yang Lin's head has at least close to hundreds of millions of arrears, and the pure interest repayment every month is an astronomical amount.

At this time, he suddenly heard five million, and Yang Lin still felt that this was a huge amount of money.

opened his mouth, and just wanted to agree, but unexpectedly, a middle-aged man next to him said eagerly: "Elder Wang, you are too uninteresting, you can't say buy this painting!" Always talk to us! ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man had already put on a flattering expression: "This, Master Yang Lin, I am also very optimistic about you, in this way, how about I bid six million, as long as you sell it to me!" ”

"No, I'll pay 6.5 million!"

"Six and a half million, remarkable? I'll give 6.6 million! ”

"Hehe, I don't think you all want to fight with me, I'll pay seven million, Master Yang Lin, sell it to me!"

Before Yang Lin could react, Taishan Beidou in these calligraphy and painting circles had already begun to bid in turns, making it like a small auction house.

Looking at the red-faced masters who were fighting one by one, Sun Gang was completely stunned, is this still the master who usually collapses in front of Mount Tai and does not change his face? How to be the same as a kindergarten child.

After glancing at Yang Lin again, Sun Gang had to admit that Yang Lin's paintings had indeed reached the pinnacle level.

The Taishan Beidou present know very well that Yang Lin's paintings have surpassed any of them, throughout the 5,000-year history of China, it is estimated that Yang Lin's painting skills can be sent to the top five, such a person, his paintings will definitely increase in value in the future, now seven million to buy, maybe ten or eight years later, can sell for 70 million.

"Don't say it, I'll give 10 million!" Wang Chen gritted his teeth and directly raised the price to 10 million.

Suddenly, the Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy and painting world who were still shouting just now closed their mouths one by one, 10 million is not a small amount for them, and they really have to weigh it if they want to take it out.

Ten million?

Yang Lin also felt a little dizzy, but he quickly reacted, and he painted a picture casually, and it had already been sold for a high price of 10 million.

At this time, Yang Lin has a kind of desire to make a living by painting.

"Master Yang Lin, can you provide the following your bank account number, and I will let someone pay you!" Wang Chen was afraid of this slight hesitation, and the price of Yang Lin's paintings soared again, and he eagerly took out his mobile phone.

Yang Lin hesitated slightly, and then said his bank card number.

Wang Chen immediately dialed a phone call, and about five minutes later, a text message suddenly came from Yang Lin's mobile phone, which showed that 10 million had arrived.

"Here's this for you!!" Yang Lin was still a little stunned, and the 10 million kung fu had arrived for a while, and at that moment, Yang Lin no longer hesitated anything, and handed over the "Tiger Descending Map" in his hand to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen immediately took the "Tiger Descending Map" in Yang Lin's hand with a smile, and after unfolding it, he couldn't hold back the throbbing in his heart and looked at it, then looked at Yang Lin and said: "This, Master Yang Lin, look, can you mark your signature here?" ”

As he spoke, Wang Chen nodded in the lower right corner of the picture.

"Okay!" Yang Lin sighed softly, picked up a brush casually, dipped it in ink, and brewed a little in his heart, and the tall font jumped on the paper.

Tianming Dao people!

This is the name of Yang Lin in his previous life, simple four words, Wang Chen and others involuntarily froze, only feeling that there is a momentum of disobedience to the sky on the four words on the paper, for a while, these calligraphy and painting masters actually have a sense of perseverance and desire to compete with the heavens.

The calligraphy and painting of the strong will also inadvertently infect others, but the four words of Yang Lin contain the spiritual will of his previous life, disobeying the sky, and competing with the sky. Good word!

This time, it shocked everyone again.

After a long time, one of the men muttered to himself: "I knew it earlier, I would have bought it, and these four words are at least 10 million!" ”

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