"I'll go, you... You... You're the world-famous old man who knows how to draw? ”

Ruan Mianmian raised her head and patted Ruan Yangyang's little head:

"You're too stupid, right, you said Jing Rui is a bad old man, what about your IQ? Is it only three years old??? ”

"Ruan Mianmian, you say I'm three years old, I'm four years old."

"Stupid, three years old, just three years old..."

Ruan Mianmian laughed, laughing at Ruan Yangyang while making a grimace at him.

"You stop for me, don't run if you have the ability."

Although Ruan Mianmian is fleshy, her body is very flexible, Ruan Yangyang can't catch anyone at all when she chases behind, and the two of them are playing with each other.

"Daddy, I want to use my drawings to exchange for things Mommy likes. May I? ”

Mo Bai was also shocked by Li Jingrui at this moment, he never thought that the priceless treasure circulating on the market has been praised to a new height since 2 years ago, people say, in terms of brushstrokes, brushwork, ideas, this must be an old monster.

After all, without long-term practice and enough talent, he can't paint such an excellent work at all, and at this moment, it is estimated that he is now running out and saying that this is a painting made by a child who has not yet reached the age of five, and no one will believe it.

"Jing Rui, awesome, you surprised and surprised me so much, I must be able to, I will now let the gentleman from the ghost market to identify and recommend you."

"Uh-huh."

Li Jingrui sat quietly on the side, waiting for the results, he was completely confident in his talent for painting.

After a while, a gray-haired old man walked in, and Mo Bai respectfully accompanied him.

This is the master of the painting world, Murong Yaotian.

The master who has been in retreat for a long time and does not ask about the world can invite the ghost market to be an appraiser, which is enough to see the huge strength behind the ghost market.

"You kid, I wanted to take you as an apprentice at that time, but you actually ran to be a magician, why, finally figured it out?"

Murong Yaotian's face was full of red light, and he danced excitedly.

"Mr. Murong, I didn't mean that, in order to express my apologies, I will show you a painting, which will definitely satisfy you."

"Hey, in this world, the person I value and respect the most must be Mr. Rui."

"You know it when you see it."

Mo Bai stopped talking, and took Murong Yaotian to the picture that Li Jingrui had just painted.

"This..."

When Murong Yaotian saw that painting, he couldn't say a word at all, his face was red with shock, and the beard on his face swayed up and down with Murong Yaotian's violent ups and downs, which was very cute.

"My God, Mo Bai Boy, where did you get Mr. Rui's treasures, this painting seems to have not been released yet, but this painting feels different from the previous Mr. Painting, it used to be cold, but now it seems to be warmer.

But it's even more infectious! ”

The painting that caught Murong Yaotian's eyes instantly brought tears to his eyes, compared with the paintings that were circulated before Mr. Shi Rui, which used to use more monochrome tones, but now this painting is presented.

A large area of red color is the base tone, and the painting is a picture of a girl looking into the distance, and the hope in her eyes is particularly infectious.

And the place where the girl stepped barefoot was a black blur, as if she had fallen into a quagmire, and was attracted by the red sun in the distance, and the message conveyed in the painting was actually a thousand worlds.

It makes people feel warm when they see it.

"Mo Bai boy, Mr. Mo Feirui also came to the venue today, can you help introduce me? And if I'm not mistaken, this painting should have been painted on the spot, and this one of Rui's seals is still in an undried state. ”

"Mr. Murong is right."

"But I'm coming to you today, mainly because I want you to help you do an appraisal of this painting and confirm that it's Mr. Rui's painting."

"It's an honor."

Murong Yaotian looked around, and only saw three children in this room, and one Mo Bai, and then there were no other people there, so it was possible that Mr. Cheng Rui hadn't come yet.

So he looked at the door with reverence, hoping that Mr. Rui would show up, and he would find out right away at the first time.

"Mr. Murong, Mr. Rui, who you want to see, has been in the room."

"What?"

But there are only three children in this room, is it possible?

But those three children don't look to be more than 5 years old, how can they draw such amazing works!

Li Jingrui was afraid that he would miss the opportunity to buy a gift for his mommy, and he ran to Murong Yaotian with his short legs.

"Hello Mr. Murong, I am Li Jingrui, and I painted this painting, so I want to ask you to help with the appraisal."

Murong Yaotian only felt a thunderbolt on his head.

A little kid who hadn't reached his thighs yet ran over and said that the painting that had made countless people look up to and was praised on the market was actually the work of a child less than 5 years old, how could he believe it?

He couldn't stand on his feet, he felt a little weak in his legs, and he couldn't breathe well.

Mo Bai saw Murong Yaotian, who was about to faint, hurriedly took a hand, brought him another glass of water and sat down, and patted him on the back several times for a while before turning around.

"Sure enough, there are people from all over the country, it's amazing, it's amazing, this is the ultimate genius, we are really old, and there are successors, I should be happy."

Murong Yaotian's trembling hand walked to Li Jingrui's side, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, he, an old man who was almost 70, stood next to this child who was only a few years old, and he felt restrained.

"Well... Good... All right. ”

had to repeat these words repeatedly, this comparison seemed to be the same child who was thinking about learning from a teacher, and that master was an existence that he could not reach.

"I've been studying Mr. Rui's paintings and now I've met Mr. Rui himself. To be honest, I'm not qualified to help with the appraisal. ”

"Mr. Murong, please."

Li Jingrui politely walked up to Murong Yaotian and bowed.

"Mr. Murong, you are a senior, I am a junior, and I still have a lot to learn from you, so for me, your appraisal also represents your recognition of me, I am very happy."

Murong Yaotian saw that the child was so talented, and he was so modest and polite.

It seems that this kid has a bright future, and in my heart, I have a higher evaluation of Mr. Rui, and this kid is still surnamed Li, which is really amazing.

Murong Yaotian naturally did not forget his mission here, made a real judgment on Li Jingrui's paintings, and also returned to the ghost market.

As soon as it was finished, a huge commotion suddenly broke out in the hall, and all kinds of people were bidding for the bid.

Mo Bai picked up the tablet and carefully watched the video of the scene and the images that came, and found that it was Mr. Rui's painting that was being auctioned at the venue at the moment.

It's just that the painting "Snow Girl" wasn't photographed by Ruan Tang half a year ago and hidden at home? Why are you here at this moment?