Syllable!

The white-haired old man took the case.

"Presumptuous! This painting is the handwriting of Master Fulong, even as an old man, it cost a full 100 million to obtain this painting! ”

"What are you to dare to criticize this painting?"

"Do you think the old man can't fool people with fake paintings?"

Lin Mo smiled indifferently: "The painting is real, but it is indeed a work of casual graffiti, but your old eyes are dizzy and you can't see it." ”

Meanwhile.

Ye Wuzhu, who had just washed his hands, walked out and happened to hear all this.

In an instant, his face was indignant:

"Lin Mo, do you know how to draw? Master Fulong is the first painter in China! ”

"And this person in front of you is Yun Lao, the first painter of Haicheng!"

"Why do you say that Master Fulong's work is a random graffiti? Why do you say that Yun Lao is dizzy? ”

"Could it be that you know how to draw better than Yun Lao or Master Fulong?"

She is a loyal fan of Master Fulong, so when she heard Lin Mo's questioning, she naturally didn't vomit or feel unhappy.

Lin Mo sat down casually, "I'm just telling the truth." ”

"Hehe, what a truth!"

Yun Lao was so angry that his old face turned red.

"It's okay for you to insult the old man, but you must not insult Master Fulong, I want you to apologize to Master Fulong's painting now!"

"I'm not wrong, why apologize?" Lin Mo sneered.

The so-called Master Fulong is actually himself.

And this painting is just something he scribbled after he was bored in prison.

I just don't know how it ended up here.

Presumably someone who had been released from prison picked up the painting from the trash can and then smuggled it out.

It's ridiculous, these people take it for treasure.

In this regard, Ye Zhengguo sighed helplessly.

In fact, what Lin Mo said, he also felt reckless.

However, after all, the other party is a superior apprentice, and he is not to blame.

can only be busy playing the round: "Yun Lao Mo wants to be angry, Lin Gongzi is also young and vigorous, and he still hopes that Yun Lao Duo Haihan." ”

"Humph!" Yun Lao snorted coldly: "General Ye, you and I are both people who love painting. ”

"Besides, in the old man's heart, you have always been an upright person."

"Could it be that you want to defend this kid today?"

Ye Zhengguo was speechless.

He is an upright person, even to his daughter, and he has never shown any favoritism.

But Lin Mo's background is too terrifying.

He didn't dare to make a mistake!

"Well, since you are all so short-sighted, then I will make you have long eyes today!"

At this moment, Lin Mo sneered.

Pick up a blank piece of rice paper and spread it on the table.

Seeing this, Yun Lao laughed disdainfully, "Hahahaha... Good boy, not too old and not too young! ”

"What do you mean, do you want to compete with Master Fulong?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuzhu and the others looked at Lin Mo with disdain.

Master Fulong is recognized as the first painter in China today!

And what about Lin Mo? It's just a hairy boy in his early twenties!

With such a gap, why did he dare to challenge Master Fulong?

It's like lighting a lamp in a pit and looking for death!

Ye Zhengguo didn't want to see Lin Mo make a fool of himself, so he opened his mouth to admonish:

"Lin Gongzi, don't be too rash, if you really can't do it, you can apologize, otherwise I'm afraid it won't end well."

"Not necessarily." Lin Mo spoke flatly.

Then, Lin Mo held the pen and dipped the ink, and with a stroke of the pen, the ink sprinkled on the rice paper like raindrops.

"Hahahaha... I'm laughing to death, I can't even hold a pen steadily, and I dare to paint? Yun Lao sneered.

But the next moment!

The smile on Yun Lao's face turned into horror!

Then it turned into a deep shock!

I saw that the ink that fell was not irregular.

Instead, after being laid out with special rules, it began to scatter in all directions, and then turned into surging waves, like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping!

Lin Mo began to write.

On the tip of the pen, the clouds are surging, the dragon is soaring, and the three-foot rice paper is like a world of its own.

The lifelike dragon, the choppy sea, has the potential to break the paper!

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow appeared in the painting, the black shadow stood on the reef in the distance, the long sword was dashing, the back was arrogant, the sword pointed at the dragon, and there was the power of slaying the dragon!

In a flash!

Everyone only felt that everything around them was beginning to be illusory.

It's like you're in a painting.

All around is a churning sea, and in the sky are dragons in trouble.

The arrogant young man came slowly, pointing at the sky, and the cold light was filled!

Just as they saw the boy draw his sword and come out, a tingling pain appeared in their brains, and then everyone's thoughts were pulled back to reality!

"Master Fulong!"

Yun Lao was dumbfounded, and his old face trembled.

He is an iron fan of Master Fulong, otherwise he would not have painted 100 million to buy this graffiti work.

It is rumored that Master Fulong's paintings are lifelike, as far as the eye can see, as if they are there!

And Lin Mo's paintings, whether they are in the style or in this role, are exactly the same as Master Fulong!

Therefore, Yun Lao immediately guessed Lin Mo's identity!

Master Fulong has always been mysterious and has never shown his true face!

Everyone in the world speculates that Master Fulong may be old and old, and he is a master of the world.

But who would have predicted!

The real master of Fulong is only in his early twenties!

Thinking that he had actually offended Master Fulong, Yun Lao's pants were almost wet.

Poof!

Yun Lao fell directly to his knees.

"The old man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please atone for your sins!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhengguo also closed his mouth wide open, his eyes full of shock.

Not only Yun Lao could see it, but he also saw it.

Ye Wuzhu's face was blue and purple for a while.

As a fan of Master Fulong, she had to admit that the painting that Lin Mo had just made was indeed much stronger than Master Fulong's painting.

In comparison, it is true to say that Master Fulong's painting is a random graffiti...

Lin Mo waved his hand casually and said lightly:

"Living to learn all the time, self-righteousness will only make you complacent."

"For the sake of you being General Ye's friend, I won't care."

"Thank you Young Master Lin..."Yun Lao wiped the cold sweat on his head before getting up.

"Okay, okay, everyone is their own person, it was all a misunderstanding just now, let's hurry up and eat."

Ye Zhengguo hurriedly said.

Dinner begins.

Ye Wuzhu took out a few bottles of Moutai from behind him, and filled them for Yun Lao and Ye Zhengguo respectively.

When she arrived in front of Lin Mo, when she saw her father's aggressive eyes, she had to be full of displeasure.

Under the stomach, Yun Lao shook his head and sighed:

"Hey, this wine is good, but it's a pity that it's too short."

"Eh, wait, what's that smell?"

Yun Lao said, looking at the bathroom behind him.

"It smells so good! With the old man's many years of wine tasting experience, this is definitely the best Moutai for more than 50 years! ”

"General Ye, you are not authentic, you actually hide such good wine in the bathroom?"

After the words fell, Yun Lao got up and walked towards the bathroom.

This remark made Ye Zhengguo puzzled.

On the contrary, Ye Wuzhu's face changed!

"What Yun Lao said... Could it be the wine I just poured out? ”