When everyone heard this, they turned their heads curiously and looked back, and saw an old man named Wang Jingnian, one of the last masters in the painting world, walking over surrounded by a group of young people.

"It turned out to be Senior Wang."

"Hello senior Wang."

"How can Senior Wang have time to come to such a 'small' art exhibition?"

“。。。。。。”

In the gallery, there was a lot of people for a while. Many middle-aged painters or favorites came forward to talk.

The younger juniors are talking to their friends, speculating about why this once powerful figure is here.

That Wang Jingnian talked a few words with a few people who stepped forward to cling to him, and then walked to Lin Xining in front of the painting, looked at it carefully, and then said with a sigh: "Which junior did this, it's really terrifying." ”

"I can see what the future of the art world will look like from this series of paintings!"

"Huh."

Many young painters couldn't help but sneer when they listened to the words of this senior.

Anyone with eyes on the scene can see that Lin Xining's paintings, whether in terms of skills or details, are not comparable to this novice painter who has not been famous for a long time and has never even heard of his name.

Of course, for this series of works with a similarity of 90% between left and right, most people already have guesses and their own opinions in their hearts.

Yan Qing and the woman, who were hiding in the crowd, saw that the time was almost up, and walked to the front of the picture in a low-key manner, opposite Lin Xining.

first sincerely apologized to Lin Xining: "I'm sorry senior, I don't know why, my paintings are so similar to your works." ”

"I'm just a newcomer, how can I compare with my predecessors."

"This work was actually inspired by accident when I was looking at the previous series of works of my predecessors three years ago."

"I ...... This is still my first series, and I didn't expect to bump into your predecessors! ”

"I'm sorry, Senpai. I'm going to ask the exhibition staff to take the paintings down. ”

Yan Qing and the woman went to the bottom of the painting, and suddenly made such a big paragraph. The two of you look at me and say a word, showing 'ignorance' and 'ignorance' vividly.

Of course, in the eyes of some people, there are other meanings.

For example, Wang Jingnian, who suddenly appeared.

Wang Jingnian looked at Yan Qing, who was constantly apologizing, and glanced at Lin Xining fiercely.

Then with a serious face, he grabbed the rigorous Qing who was about to call the exhibition staff.

"This descendant, don't worry."

"Everyone is here to temporarily create their own works, why do you have to take the initiative to avoid it, just by virtue of the title of 'genius' that he has hung for a few years?"

"We don't have such rules in the art world."

So, that's not enough. Wang Jingnian looked at the paintings on both sides that were almost identical, and then at Lin Xining, who was standing there looking at them so indifferently.

A hint of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then he continued: "The paintings of the two are almost identical, and everyone knows such things. Someone between them must have plagiarized each other's work. ”

"If this spreads, it will be a stain on our entire art world!"

After that, Wang Jingnian looked at Lin Xining and continued: "The descendants of the Lin family, I don't know what you say. ”

Lin Xining didn't say anything, but in the crowd next to him, fans of the level of brain-dead fans stopped Wang Jingnian's almost questioning tone, and he was unhappy at the moment.

"What do you mean when Senior Wang says some paintings, do you need more suspicion when this kind of thing happens?"

"What level of existence is Mr. Lin Linxining, and it is rare to plagiarize a little newcomer who has just entered the circle?! Please use your brains. ”

Lin Xining, who was watching, had to sigh, 'This young man, your ability to pull hatred is really strong!' ’。

As soon as Lin Xining finished complaining in his heart, he saw Wang Jingnian blushing, pointing at the brainless man who was speechless.

Seeing this, Yan Qing, who was being pulled by Wang Jingnian, turned his head to look at the woman who had been beside him, and immediately began to perform after receiving the other party's signal.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

"It's me, it's me who copied my predecessors, and I'm going to ask someone to take down the painting."

It's okay for him to say it so normally, but once he adds the tears that burst out of his eyes and the sadness of his heart, many people who stand in neutrality are shaken.

Especially Wang Jingnian, who was still angry just now, looked at Yan Qing like this, and immediately quit.

Pointing at Lin Xining's nose, he scolded: "What I just said is still too vague, isn't it!" You scum of the art world, please leave the exhibition immediately with you, the garbage that you have plagiarized from other people's painstaking efforts! Leave our clean painting world! ”

looked at Lin Xining, who was splashing saliva in front of him and pointing at his nose and scolding. With a mockery on his face, he glanced at the woman who had been behind Yan Qingqing.

"This painting was an occasional inspiration for me two years ago after the last series of works was exhibited. ”

"It's just that I didn't want to rush into writing, so I drew a manuscript and put it away.

It's a pity that the manuscript disappeared inexplicably, and I don't know who 'picked it up'. ”

After speaking, Lin Xining walked in front of Rigor and glanced at his hands without a trace of calluses, and said with a smile: "This rookie painter may be more talented than me, and he doesn't even have calluses on his hands when he paints such a work." ”

"What do you say, Miss Zhang?"

Zhang Siqiong listened to Lin Xining's words, and hid behind Yan Qing without a trace, and then there was a trace of tears on her gentle face.

"Xining, don't force me. Even if you and I are childhood sweethearts, I can't help you wronged a good person! ”

"Oh!"

"So that's the case!?"

"The genius boy Jiang Lang is exhausted, stealing the achievements of others!? If this news is going to break out, it can be so popular! ”

“。。。。。。”

With Zhang Siqiong's words, many people at the scene exploded directly. Those who didn't like Lin Xining in the first place began to fall into the well one by one.

The brainless fan who defended Lin Xining just now still didn't believe it, but kept explaining to the people around him how powerful Lin Xining was.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xining couldn't help but suddenly feel that all this was boring.

I took out my mobile phone and called the person in charge of the exhibition to come over, and then said that the lights were about to be turned off.

Lin Xining didn't want to see them play here anymore, so he ended this farce that had been prepared for two years ahead of schedule.

Everyone watched the person in charge come over and said that they wanted to turn off the lights, and looked at Lin Xining in puzzlement.

Lin Xining lightly pulled the original brain-dead fan to his side, and then said: "I haven't finished talking before, two years ago, after I found out that the manuscript was missing, I wanted to replace this series." ”

"But then I didn't want to change it, so I continued to finish the painting according to the original manuscript, but I also used other tricks."

"The real appearance of this film called "The Unreached Galaxy", I think, let everyone see."

As Lin Xining's words fell, the person in charge immediately turned off the lights in the gallery and signaled everyone to be calm.

The people who fell into darkness were prepared, but they did not panic. Instead, according to Lin Xining's guidance, he stared at it without blinking, and gradually saw that "The Unreached Galaxy" was revealing its true appearance.

Lin Xining added a fluorescent agent that is rarely available on the market to his usual pigments. In the case of lighting, the original original painting is displayed.

But once the lights are turned off, there is no light source.

The fluorescent agent on the painting began to work, showing a work belonging to Lin Xining in the dark.

The biggest main picture of this "Unreached Galaxy" is a vast galaxy, and the hundreds of billions of galaxies of the galaxy form a huge pupil.

Anyone who meets the eye is as if they are being targeted by a mysterious being.

Looking at the other paintings in the series, I feel as if I have plunged into the world of the paintings, and I have seen the vast galaxy.

Mystery and the unknown are the things that most people realize when they see it.

There are also a small number of people who were shocked and speechless, among these people, there is Wang Jingnian.

"No..... No way! ”

"How could you possibly reach this level of proficiency. Even if it's your father..... I haven't been able to reach this level! ”

After the lights were turned on, everyone saw that they had just looked like 'I am the senior, I am the biggest'. Now he is almost lying under the painting, looking at the restored painting with a confused expression.

"What about the person in charge! Turn off the lights! Turn off the lights! ”

"Who told you to turn on the lights!"

Wang Jingnian, who had come back from his confusion, looked around and shouted to the person in charge who was about to leave.

The person in charge was pulled by Wang Jingnian and had no choice, and his eyes begged Lin Xining for help.

Seeing this, Lin Xining cleared his throat and said, "I'm still me, Jiang Lang is talented?" That's a problem that only you ordinary people have. ”

Such undisguised arrogance immediately received a large wave of hatred, especially Wang Jingnian and Zhang Siqiong.

The moment Yan Qing turned off the lights, he already knew that something was wrong, so he secretly escaped by taking advantage of the dim environment.

As for Zhang Siqiong, when she saw that Yan Qing was missing after turning on the lights, she also looked at Lin Xining in despair and jealousy.

"Why! I can't compare to you since I was a child! ”

"Ever since you started learning to draw, I've been complimented on you, and I've never been complimented."

Zhang Siqiong began to tell her story, and the rest of the audience also fell silent.

"You know, I fled abroad with my mom and dad. But I can still know the news about you from the painting pool in China. ”

"Growing up, I'm fed up with you!"

Zhang Siqiong said and spoke, walked up to Lin Xining, took out a folding knife, and pointed it at Lin Xining.

"You know, I came back two years ago just to ruin you! I'm going to wipe you out of my ears completely! Why can anything you draw casually get praise from everyone, and I! Desperately didn't eat or drink and painted for two days! ”

"Drawings deserve to be thrown in the trash."

"I don't understand! Why is God so unfair. ”

"You don't love drawing at all....."

The people around listened to her say these words, and their hearts were also mixed. How many of them have also been jealous of Lin Xining's talent and complained about why God is so unfair.

But then they also compromised, talent is really more important than hard work.

Moreover, they are also used to the blowers.

Lin Xining is the kind of person who is destined to eat this bowl of rice, and they can't be compared.

Therefore, although they are still relatively sad, they still look down on Zhang Siqiong after all.

It's just a blow from someone, who hasn't been accompanied by something like 'someone else's child' in his childhood.

……

In this way, I finally spit out all the words in my heart that I had been holding back for so many years. Zhang Siqiong was light, and pounced on Lin Xining with a folding knife.

"Hehe, I'm finally going to get rid of you."

Zhang Siqiong watched her folding knife get closer and closer to Lin Xining's heart, and the relief in her eyes became more and more powerful.

It's a pity that she is doomed.

Lin Xining easily grabbed her folding knife with her fingers, and then flipped it around lightly, and directly grabbed the folding knife.

"Boy, take it."

Lin Xining casually threw the folding knife to the brainless fan behind him who was about to rush up, and then kicked Zhang Siqiong to the ground.

"Call the police."

……

A 'revenge' that had been prepared for many years was resolved like a farce.

Lin Xining looked at Zhang Siqiong, who was taken away by the police and did not forget to threaten to 'ruin' him, and left with brainless fans at will.

So far, Lin Xining has accepted this brainless fan as an apprentice.

He had time to teach him to paint, and in his spare time he ran around the world.

As for his series, since that farce, no one has been able to shake his position.

Lin Xining simply changed to one painting in five years, and no longer painted a series of works.

Because of this, Lin Xining's series of works were once again copied to sky-high prices. The masters of the art world are sometimes incomparable.

Later, when Lin Xining was fifty years old, he closed his pen. usually teaches and teaches the apprentices, and then teases and teases the little ghost who was sealed in the brush by him, and the life goes on plainly.

At the age of 103, this body naturally decayed, and he withdrew his soul and left this world.

……………

The little ghost's extra:

In September of another year, I sneaked out of the studio, looked at the old man basking in the sun on the balcony, and couldn't help but think back to what happened decades ago.

Decades ago, I was a little ghost who only scared people.

But then the house where I was hiding was bought by a genius painter who was said to be famous, and after he moved in, he kept painting with my current body (paintbrush).

Sometimes I watched him, and sometimes I hid behind the paper.

I was going to scare this guest away as before. But this man went out to relax, and came back as if he was a different person.

It also has a servant who is more powerful than the ghost king, and a snake who can cook.

As for him himself, I haven't been able to see it through. Both in the past and in the present.

Although he has always been unhappy that he trapped me in the brush, it was he who changed me.

I remember that there used to be a big painting hanging in the living room of this resident, and I had been hiding behind it.

At that time, before the big man of the household came, there was also an unlucky ghost king who came here and left something bad here.

However, the ghost king was miserable in the end and was swallowed directly.

Fortunately, I was witty and had a good relationship with the big guy, so I have been rising step by step.

Although this big guy always asks me to draw, as long as I give more sweetness, it is not a problem to draw 180 pictures a day~

Alas, it's a pity, this big guy quit the circle at the age of fifty, and I haven't painted for a long time.

Actually, I still like to help him draw.

……