When Master Luthor saw the painting for the first time, his brain roared, and the noise around him seemed to disappear in an instant.

There is nothing else in his world except this painting.

Freehand painting is the most important artistic conception, even if you are not a professional, you can also experience the artistic conception in the painting.

The more high-level the painting, the easier it is to bring people into the artistic conception.

But like this painting, just one glance, like a black hole, seems to suck the human soul into the artistic conception, there is no other.

In the middle of the night, Master Luthor was agitated and woke up from his artistic conception.

"How is this possible? How could there be such a painting in the world? Master Luther's cheeks trembled, and he kept muttering to himself, his heart in disbelief.

And Yun Chuchu in the crowd also came back to his senses with a shocked face.

"I thought that Master Luthor was already on the top of the mountain, but I didn't expect that there were clouds on the top of the mountain, one in the sky and the other on the ground. Yun Chuchu's eyes exuded bursts of brilliance.

Su Yu saw that Yun Chuchu was so respectful, and his heart was sour, and he said: "I think the author is just a raunchy bad old man, you see the masters here, there are a few who look extraordinary." ”

"I'm talking about the heart, the appearance doesn't mean anything, there are many gold and jade in this world, and the straw bales in it are ruined, even if it is really a raunchy old man, but the heart is also the heart of the world, swallowing mountains and rivers." Yun Chuchu immediately retorted.

Or because she has been controlled and bound by her mother since she was a child, and she doesn't have the courage to get rid of it, so she has a special desire for chic and freedom in her heart.

However, this simple freehand figure painting fits her psychology, and she subconsciously has a spiritual resonance with the author of this painting.

Su Yu's heart was even more sour, but he didn't know what to say.

"Luther, your dog eyes can see it clearly, don't give in soon." Luo Dingfeng laughed, and he looked at Luther's shocked and almost distorted face, and he felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

Luther's face changed, and if he threw in the towel, he would be completely ruined.

It's just that the freehand school of painting is not better than the abstract school, the hazy school is not the same as other schools, that kind of painting, non-professionals can't understand it at all, even if he doesn't admit it, others can't help him.

However, the freehand school pays attention to the artistic conception, the artistic conception that ordinary people can also feel, and if you want to open your eyes and say nonsense, you have to see if the crowd here agrees.

"The author of this painting is indeed a generation of grandmasters, and the artistic conception in the painting is natural and fascinating......" Luthor suddenly spoke, and he did not hesitate to praise.

There was something strange to everyone, although everyone knew that Master Luthor was far inferior to the author of the painting.

However, this is a bet with Master Luo, and Master Luthor will admit defeat so easily?

As soon as many people thought so, Luther changed his tone and said: "However, this painting is not painted by the grandmaster of the ancient Oriental country at all, but the posthumous manuscript of the founder of my freehand painting school, the legendary master Randolph from the European continent, as we all know, my master once studied with Randolph, so I can recognize the painting of Master Randolph at a glance." ”

In the midst of the uproar, Luthor pointed at Luo Dingfeng and said sharply: "Luo Dingfeng, you shameless person, you actually take the paintings of Master Randolph as if they were made by people from your ancient oriental country, which is despicable. ”

When Luo Dingfeng heard this, he immediately laughed angrily: "Luther, you still want to reverse black and white, first of all, it is true that Master Randolph is the founder of the freehand painting school, but has he ever painted such a painting of artistic conception?" Secondly, are you blind and can't see the four Chinese characters of the ink fragrance on the painting? There is also a Korean character for the inscription, don't tell me, Master Randolph's surname is Han. ”

At this time, the onlookers also began to be agitated, if what Luo Dingfeng said was true, it would be a big deal for the ancient country of the East.

Luther was not panicked, and sneered: "The first point you said, Master Randolph retired at the age of sixty, and the news of his death came out at the age of eighty. ”

"The second point, the Chinese characters on it, were added after the shameless person who took the painting for himself."

As soon as these words came out, the scene exploded.

If Luther's remarks are accepted, not only Luo Dingfeng will be finished, but the calligraphy and painting circles of the ancient Oriental countries will be questioned internationally.

"It's just nonsense, the ink color and style of this painting and the words are completely compatible, how can it be added later." Yun Chuchu said angrily.

"Chu Chu, I think what Master Luthor said is true, if there really is such a grandmaster-level figure in my country, how can it be nameless? Besides, in the art world, whether it is calligraphy, painting, piano or dance, which one is not pressed by the West? Su Yu looked like he took it for granted.

Luo Dingfeng looked at Luthor and said a few words, then detained the black cauldron, and attributed the painting to the deceased master Randolph in the continent, making him so angry that he vomited blood.

"This painting was made by Master Han to an old friend of mine a few days ago, how can you let you reverse right and wrong." Luo Dingfeng said angrily.

"Haha, since you want to quibble like this, then so many media friends are present today, you can let that Master Han make a picture through the video, as long as there is a seven-point level of this painting, I Lu Horthan admits defeat, and according to the rules of your ancient Eastern country, kneel and kowtow to ask for guilt." Luthor was triumphant, he was sure that the other party would not be able to do it.

He said earlier that this painting was made by Master Randolph, and he was indeed a true believer.

However, he is confident that he will not be poked.

In his opinion, the author of this painting has the strength of a grandmaster, but he has never heard of it, and there are only two reasons, first, the other party is a hermit, and second, the other party has passed away.

Luo Dingfeng's face was extremely ugly, he knew that if he didn't beat Luthor's arrogance today, everyone would think that he had lost, and they would agree with Luther's remarks.

Now it seems that I can only find Chen Lao.

……

Han Qing was listening to Zhao Jianguo's report on the actions of Li Xie and the other families and the Four Seasons Gang when he received a call from Old Man Chen.

"What!"

Han Qing frowned after listening to Old Man Chen's words.

Mr. Chen said that he lent Han Qing's paintings to an old friend to slap in the face a master Luthor who belittled the Oriental freehand school.

But I didn't expect that the other party would cleverly say that the painting was under the name of a deceased painter in Europe.

"Mr. Han, the old man, as a lover of calligraphy and painting, asks Mr. to correct the name of my ancient oriental country." Old Man Chen pleaded.

"Okay, but the camera can only pat my hand." Han Qing pondered for a while, then nodded in agreement.