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"Oh, it's not what I want to buy, it's an old gentleman who told me to buy it. When the beggar heard this, he didn't hide it, but directly told the truth and spoke.

"Old gentleman?" Wuqi couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he heard this, and asked, "Then why did he buy my paintings?"

"I don't know. The beggar shook his head, shrugged his shoulders again, and said he didn't know.

"Then after you buy the painting, are you going to send it to the old gentleman?" Wuqi continued to ask.

The beggar shook his head again and said, "No." The old gentleman told me, just pick one of your paintings and buy them. Then, as long as you appreciate it carefully for a few minutes, if you find that it is not good, you can tear it off directly.

He gave me a full five hundred taels of silver, saying that this was done to teach you a lesson, and to let you know that your paintings are not worthy of the title of master. As long as I do what he wants, the rest of the money will be mine. ”

Eccentric old man.

After listening to the beggar's words, these words came to Wuqi's mind, and he really couldn't understand why an old man who had nothing to do with him would think of humiliating himself in this way, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh.

It must be because of his fame that he has caused a lot of jealousy. And the old man is probably one of them, however, the old man should also be a master of painting, but he is just dissatisfied with the titles people give him, as for why the other party is unwilling to show up, then there are more reasons, maybe the other party doesn't like to show up, maybe the other side can't show up.

But no matter what the reason is, the other party's intention is already clear, that is, to make trouble.

Think of it. Wuqi hurriedly waved his hand at the beggar. said, "You go." I don't sell my paintings, and I won't sell them to people who have other drawings and don't really like the paintings themselves. But. Don't get me wrong. I'm not talking about you. It's the old gentleman. ”

And so it was. When the beggar heard this, he was unexpectedly not angry, but smiled slightly. With an expression that he had long known that Dao Wuqi would answer like this, he said, "That old gentleman is right, you are really a conceited person. He told me that if you answer like this, you only need to look at his paintings to know what it means that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. ”

After saying this, the beggar put his hand into his clothes, groped for a moment, and a piece of paper tied with black threads immediately appeared in people's sight. I saw the beggar slowly untie the thread and spread the paper flat, and a vivid painting was presented in front of everyone in an instant.

It's a very, very simple painting, with no majestic mountains and rivers, no delicate flowers and trees, just an ordinary animal.

It was a tiger, a tiger descending from the mountain, the tiger's eyes were blazing, like thunder and lightning, emitting a murderous light, and the tiger's body was unusually strong, and the thick hair was particularly realistic, whether it was seen from a distance or up close, the painting was perfect.

But just like that, you want to compare it to a painting that is not strange?

Not only Wuqi thinks it's funny, but even the people around can see the gap, this painting is indeed very good, it can be regarded as a first-class work, but compared with Wuqi's works that have both a sense of meaning and a gorgeous picture, it is still too inferior, if you talk about skill, at most only half of Wuqi's extent.

"This is the old gentleman's painting? Ridiculous! I thought it was a great painting, but it was just an ordinary animal painting. ”

Wuqi took the painting in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, and after confirming that there was nothing special about this painting, he made his own judgment, that old gentleman was just a person who was not able to do anything and deliberately made trouble, and there was no real material at all.

As soon as this point of view appeared, it immediately aroused the approval of many people around him, including those who did not study the paintings very thoroughly, and it was even difficult to see the level of the paintings.

"That's it! I'm just a vegetable seller, and I don't know what a high level is or what a low level is, but as far as the painting you came up with, it is still too much worse than the works of Master Wuqi. I can even see that, let alone anyone else, right?"

"That's right, it's not just an ordinary tiger, I thought it would be some kind of wonderful brushwork." It turns out that this is just the case, although I am not very good at painting, but I still have the ability to appreciate, and any painting of Master Wuqi is a hundred times better than this painting. ”

As for those who didn't speak, they kept shaking their heads, expressing their disappointment in a silent way, they originally gathered here, just to see if there would be a duel between Wuqi and the master of Chinese painting a few months ago, but it turned out to be just a farce, so boring.

The beggar suddenly felt unusually embarrassed, and immediately had a feeling that he didn't know whether to advance or retreat, and wanted to say something to get out, but he felt that his task was not completed at all, which was equivalent to coming in vain, and he was insulted, it was too worthless, and he didn't leave here, and he was constantly being blamed by others, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

What to do?

Thinking of this, the beggar reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and said embarrassedly: "Master Wuqi, you also know that I am a beggar for food, and I don't know if the old gentleman's painting is good or not, I only came here to be commissioned by him."

But if I go back empty-handed now, then I can't take the money I get, you should know that it's not easy for us to be beggars, if you have money, who wants to be a beggar, don't you say?

I hope, oh no, not hope, it's me begging you, can you help me once, just let me buy that painting of yours? Let me tear it up in public, so that everyone can have a witness. I'm done with it. ”

Wuqi was speechless after hearing this, what this beggar said was too angry, but the other party's words were also right, standing in the other party's position, this is indeed the best choice. Because, in this way, the other party can live a stable and good life from now on without continuing to stand on the street begging and being spurned.

If that's the case, then it's not impossible to help the other person yourself. However, all the other party lacks is money. Case. Why can't you give a little more money to the other party? Even if you do good deeds and accumulate virtues?

Thinking of this, Wuqi hurriedly shook his head and said, "The painting will never be sold to you." Your motives are not pure, and I will not help you with this. But. This favor won't help you. I can help you with the other help. Aren't you short of money? I can give you some. ”

As he spoke, Wuqi didn't wait for the beggar to reply, and directly put his hand into his pocket. He took out a few solid gold ingots, put them in the hands of the beggar, and said with a smile: "I have some gold here, you can use it, although it is not as much as you take from the old gentleman, but it is enough to do a little business to support yourself." Let's live a good life, and don't accept this kind of commission that hurts people's character anymore. ”

"It's good, Brother Xie Xie. The beggar kept nodding his head, and when he heard Wuqi's words, he was already happy, and kept saying words of gratitude.

The next moment, the onlookers began to disperse slowly, people felt that this farce was over, the time was not early, it was time to go home, Wuqi naturally did the same, carefully cleaned up the stall, and was about to go back to his hotel with Xiaobai to rest.

The beggar, on the other hand, looked at Wuqi with gratitude, kept nodding, and said "Xie Lu Xie" more than ten times in a row before getting up to leave, but at this time, just as he was packing up his things and was about to put away the painting he had brought and leave, I don't know who suddenly let out an exclamation, and suddenly gathered the crowd that had dispersed again.

"Oh my God!! I'm not mistaken, right? Look what that !! is."

As soon as this exclamation sounded, all the people who were already about to leave stopped and looked in the direction that the man said, and so did Wuqi, who felt very curious about what it was that could make that person so excited and surprised.

The person who exclaimed was a very thin scholar, dressed very specially, not the most generous young master, but definitely an expert in painting and calligraphy appreciation. Because, Wuqi knows this person, this person has visited his stall the most times during this time, and has also helped him sell many, many works.

It is no exaggeration to say that this person is equivalent to an elite-level painting appraiser, his vision is very, very high, and in Wuqi, he rarely opens Chrysostom, and an exclamation like this just now turned out to be from this person, and Wuqi, who knows how to do it, suddenly became curious, what did the other party see?

Thinking of this, Wuqi hurriedly turned his head to follow the man's gaze, only to see a painting falling motionless in front of everyone, there was only one thing in the painting, that is, a tiger descending from the mountain, Wuqi was too familiar with this, it was not someone else's painting, it was the painting brought by the beggar just now.

This painting has obviously been appreciated by himself and other onlookers just now, and it belongs to a very mediocre kind, but now why can that person make such an exclamation?

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi couldn't help but be confused, and he used a little more energy to observe the painting, but it was okay not to spend energy, and as soon as he spent his energy, Wuqi was surprised to notice a detail that he had ignored before.

That is the posture of this tiger, obviously a moment ago, it was still a leaping posture, but as long as you do not leave the painting, you will slowly find that the tiger in the painting is actually moving. Although the amplitude of the movement is not too large, it is really moving.

Because, before long, the posture of the tiger in the painting changed from a leaping posture to a running posture.

And this is not the end, as time passes, the tiger continues to move, as if it never stops, no matter what details are like real living creatures, it is surprising at the same time, but also makes Wuqi feel particularly incredible.

It was only then that Wu Qi finally understood why the appraiser would be so surprised, it turned out that he, like himself, had ignored the most unusual part of this painting before.

"Oh my God, did I see it? The tiger! The tiger! It...... It...... It survived !!."

"I'm not dream......ing, am I? It's incredible!"

"Could it be that this is the highest level of legend? Painting has reached the pinnacle of perfection, surpassing the masterpieces of any master?"

The next moment, when people all found out what Wuqi noticed, there was an uproar all around, and a huge sensation broke out in the crowd at once, one after another, almost endlessly, all of which were people's exclamations and exclamations, without any other sound. (To be continued......)