★ More exciting readings are here, the official apex ★

Lin Duanguo's whole person trembled uncontrollably, and it was the kind that trembled more and more, and a pair of eyes looked at the other side and wanted to pounce on and bite these damn guys.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Finally took this sentence out of his throat, and Lin Duanguo's voice was full of hatred.

"Do you think we're all messing around with you, hear me...... If we finish the work by then, all of you will kneel down and kowtow to us and admit your mistakes! ”

As Wu Daozi spoke, a pair of eyes also looked at Lin Duanguo, and the momentum of painting saints also dispersed.

Like him, the faces of those uncles were much more serious.

The reason why everyone is interested in standing up together is just that I think this is a good opportunity for communication, and for Chinese literati, poetry and painting must be inseparable!

Therefore, although some people are famous for their writing or poetry, their level of painting is definitely not comparable to that of a cat or a dog like Lin Duanguo.

If such a person has the audacity to slander them, then he must naturally be prepared to be punished.

Therefore, Wu Daozi's words are also the meaning of a group of literati, what kind of thing is he Lin Duanguo, he actually dared to let them kneel down and apologize, it was really a bear heart and a leopard gall!

You know, although the uncles are now in a new era, in their concepts, the word respect and humility are the top priority!

Diao people in a land like Goryeo actually showed their teeth and claws in front of them, and since they couldn't kill him, they should at least kowtow.

Lin Duanguo and the apprentices behind him were also stunned when they heard it.

They didn't expect that these Huaxia people would dare to make such an excessive request? Let them kneel down and kowtow and admit their mistakes?

This is simply a great insult!

Seeing that a few young people's eyes widened, as if they meant to make a move, they followed the black-faced old brother and pulled out his sword with a loud voice.

After all, it is a modern society, and a few people have seen this kind of formation, and the onlookers retreated a few steps, while Chen Wei and Tian Yuan were pale.

Others don't know how tough these uncles are, but they know it all too well.

At the first moment, the two men ran over, so that the sword could be put back into the scabbard.

Lin Duanguo and his gang were also frightened, and they had never seen such arrogant and domineering Chinese people!

"To bet or not? If you don't bet, get out! Don't disturb our interest! ”

After not hearing Lin Duanguo speak for a long time, Wu Daozi suddenly became angry, took a step forward and asked with a frown.

Hearing this, and seeing the contempt and contempt of Wu Daozi and his gang, Lin Duanguo also became angry.

"Good! I promise you! ”

As soon as the word came out, the bet was established, and a group of uncles seemed to be interested again.

Seeing them walking towards the table, he was worried that these people might cheat, so Lin Duanguo asked his apprentice to lay out the paper himself, prepare pen and ink, and then blindfolded.

Fortunately, this hall is spacious enough, and there are counters that are also convenient for painting, otherwise there would be no place for so many people to stand.

Seeing that there is such a magical thing as blindfolded painting, and there are so many people together, the onlookers are full of interest, and almost all of them take out their mobile phones and are busy taking pictures and taking pictures.

And Lin Duanguo and a group of Koreans had sneers on the corners of their mouths.

Painting is a university question, think about Lin Duanguo's learning process over the years, and his age, you can understand how much effort it has taken to get to today's level.

Now a group of Chinese people who don't know their origins actually open their mouths and say that painting blindfolded can be better than Lin Duanguo's eyes open?

Are you kidding!

There is not even the slightest possibility!

So although these uncles haven't started writing yet, Lin Duanguo and they already know the result, it must be a mess!

Then when the time comes, not only will you have to pay two million compensation, but you will also have to kneel down and apologize!

Thinking of this, Lin Duanguo's heart felt a little relieved, and then he was looking forward to the moment coming soon.

At this moment, the uncles held the pen in their hands almost at the same time.

At this moment, I don't know if it's everyone's illusion, the whole hall seems to have an indescribable momentum and charm!

And that feeling all comes from the uncles who have all gathered their minds at this moment!

They stood there as if there was no wind and automatically, holding the pen in their hands as if they had a thousand momentum.

Master...... A true grandmaster!

Others haven't felt it, but as a Lin Duanguo who has been immersed for many years and whose paintings are basically regarded as having everyone's style, the feeling is the most obvious!

His eyes widened, and his mind went blank.

He couldn't believe he could see such a horrible scene here!

That's right, it's really horror!

Although these Chinese people in front of him have not made any moves at this moment, with that momentum alone, Lin Duanguo already understands that he will lose, and he will lose completely!

Only those who have really studied culture will know that after the literati reach a certain level, there will also be differences in realm.

That difference is a spiritual feeling, and the more advanced the person, the more extraordinary it is.

So that's what it means to have poetry and books in your belly!

The reason why Lin Duan felt terrified was because he felt the momentum of these people in front of him, without any exceptions...... All of them are grandmasters!

What is the concept of a grandmaster?

To explain simply, there are basically three degrees of distinction between literati in the world.

For example, Lin Duanguo is barely the first level, that is, everyone's demeanor, and one step further is a writer, and the highest level of recognition...... It's the Grandmaster!

There is no one in the whole of Korea who has reached the level of a grandmaster, and there are only one or two writers!

Even Huaxia, I haven't heard of anyone who has the level of a grandmaster over the years, and the number of writers can be counted on two hands!

It was because the Grandmaster was simply a rare existence, so at this moment, more than thirty Grandmasters suddenly appeared in front of his eyes together, and Lin Duanguo had an unbelievable feeling.

The others just felt as if the momentum of these uncles had changed at the moment, but what Lin Duanguo felt was intoxication and fear.

Intoxication is an instinct of the literati, and fear is the emotion that arises because of this intoxication.

If someone had told him in the past that one day he would see more than 30 grandmasters painting together blindfolded, he would have thought that the other was a bad brush.

But today, he felt that he was a bad brush, and he actually asked more than 30 grandmasters to paint blindfolded together......

Lin Duanguo, who was stunned, couldn't say a word at all.

The shock in his head made him breathe quickly and drenched in cold sweat.

Especially a pair of eyes watching these grandmasters put pen to paper together, as the ink rendered the paper little by little, he was actually a little obsessed.

The unattainable realm is simply the supreme level that makes people look up to it!

No wonder when he first learned to paint, Lin Duanguo's master once said it with longing in his eyes.

Huaxia is a magical land, and the magic of this land is far from being understood by others, it is a kind of leading and shining that throws any civilization in the world far away.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, only Chinese people understand what kind of feelings it is.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring and grass......

The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky......

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles......

Poetry and painting talents, too many people shine in the long river of history, and even more than enough to amaze and impress!

After so many years, Lin Duanguo thought that his level was already very high, and he also thought that South Korea's cultural level had left China far behind.

It was only at this moment that it dawned on me that the so-called frog at the bottom of the well was probably talking about himself.

More than 30 grandmasters...... It's nothing short of a miracle!

Huaxia is more like a high mountain, and no country can compare with him, because whenever someone wants to try to climb it, there will always be someone who stands up and keeps on and on.

The uncles on the other side didn't know what kind of shock they had caused to Lin Duanguo, they were just immersed in this kind of happiness compared to others.

Everyone's pen seems to have its own eyes, constantly jumping and flipping on the paper, outlining an incredible picture.

The onlookers gradually forgot to continue taking pictures, and the whole hall was inexplicably quiet, except for the sound of pen strokes sliding together on the paper......