The old man in front of him, who was about seventy or eighty years old, had white hair and kind eyebrows.

It looks like a bit of a bone fairy.

His name is Zhang Jingshun, and he is a famous painting master in China.

The world has always been known as Master Zhang!

Li Xuefei obviously has an excellent relationship with this teacher, and she came to a hug when she met.

"You kid, do you know to come to see the teacher?"

Master Zhang smiled and touched Li Xuefei's head.

And this national goddess is also like a child who has not grown up in front of Master Zhang.

She stuck out her tongue and said cutely:

"Oh, teacher, didn't you come as soon as you were done with work?"

Then, Li Xuefei pointed to Qin Mu and the little guy and introduced:

"Come, teacher, let me introduce, this is my friend Qin Mu, and his daughter Sisi. ”

Qin Mu nodded, and said hello.

Seeing Qin Mu so cold, the woman behind Master Zhang frowned slightly, obviously a little displeased.

Her name is Jiang Wei, and she is a personal disciple of Master Zhang.

The little guy called sweetly:

"Hello grandpa!"

Master Zhang didn't care about Qin Mu's attitude, but when he saw the little guy, his eyes lit up and said:

"Zhong Lingyuxiu, this little girl has more aura than when you were a child!"

After speaking, Master Zhang's expression moved, and he stared at the little guy for a long time.

Then, he walked to the front of the pavilion, casually picked up a paintbrush, closed his eyes and meditated.

"You're so lucky, the teacher is inspired, and under normal circumstances, he doesn't know how to write, and it's hard for me to even ask him to help me draw one. ”

Li Xuefei poked Qin Mu secretly, her tone full of envy.

At this time, Master Zhang suddenly opened his eyes and began to put pen to paper.

His whole person is magnificent, and his technique is like flowing water.

That ordinary paintbrush seemed to have a spirit under his hands.

In a few moments, there was a portrait of the little guy on the blank rice paper.

The painting is lifelike and vivid, especially the big eyes, which are very expressive.

Master Zhang nodded with satisfaction, then took off the drawing paper with a smile and handed it to the little guy.

"How's it going, kid?"

When the little guy saw himself in the painting, he was stunned.

She stretched out her little hand to take the piece of drawing paper and said excitedly:

"Thank you, grandpa!"

"Hehe, good!"

Master Zhang smiled and touched his beard, obviously very fond of the little guy.

At this time, a group of reporters came to interview Master Zhang.

"I'll give you an interview first, Weiwei, you accompany Xue Fei and them to walk around. ”

Master Zhang commanded Jiang Wei behind him, and then turned around and left to deal with the reporter.

At this time, Li Xuefei looked at Qin Mu and said with a smile:

"I don't know how many rich people here want to ask for a painting but can't get it, but you're stained with your daughter's light. ”

Jiang Wei glanced at Qin Mu, shook her head and said:

"My teacher's handwriting, when you get it to the outside auction, how can it be sold for millions, you make a lot of money!"

There was obvious displeasure in her tone.

Obviously, he was still worried about Qin Mu's attitude just now.

This guy doesn't seem to respect the teacher at all.

The teacher even gave him a painting.

Why?

When Qin Mu heard this, he just smiled and didn't speak.

But the little guy, who turned this painting over and over again, obviously loved it very much.

Ever since Yang Anrong taught her to draw, she has been very interested in painting.

At this time, I was even more interested when I saw Master Zhang's magical brushwork!

The little one raised his head and said with a wistful face:

"Baba... I'm going to be as good at painting as that grandfather in the future. ”

Qin Mu rubbed the little guy's head and said with a smile:

"Yes, you'll be even better than him in the future. ”

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Hearing Qin Mu's words, the little guy fell into a smirk by himself.

When Jiang Wei heard these words, she secretly snorted coldly in her heart, and she was even more displeased with Qin Mu.

...

Today's weather is excellent, and the sun shines on the pavilion, which is quite warm.

The four of them strolled in the lakeside pavilion, strolling leisurely and admiring the paintings.

It can be seen that Master Zhang has a deep understanding of painting, whether it is oil painting or ink painting, he can easily come to it.

The paintings on display in the pavilion are all of the highest level!

This long pavilion on the shore of Yunshan Lake stretches continuously, and it is more than ten miles long.

The little one was dazzled, sometimes looking at the paintings on the wall, sometimes at the koi in the lake.

Bouncing around the gallery all the way, obviously having a great time.

"What do you think of these paintings?"

At this time, Li Xuefei asked Qin Mu with a smile.

Qin Mu glanced at it casually, and said indifferently:

"It's okay. ”

These words are said very casually, as if evaluating a roadside snack.

Jiang Wei couldn't stand it anymore at that time, she stopped and stared at Qin Mu:

"Mr. Qin, my teacher's painting level is recognized as the first in China, what do you mean by this sentence?"

"Do you think your level is higher than my teacher's?"

By the end, the tone was already full of aggressiveness!

Qin Mu also stopped and frowned.

The smell of gunpowder was thick in the air.

"That's not what he meant, senior sister, don't be too sensitive. ”

Li Xuefei saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly came out to play a round.

"Baba... What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, the little guy also looked at the two of them in a daze, and asked timidly.

Seeing that there were children present, Jiang Wei couldn't continue to have seizures, and snorted coldly and turned her head.

No longer bothered with Qin Mu.

Along the way, the atmosphere was very awkward.

...

By the time Qin Mu and the others came back from a round of shopping, a long time had passed.

At this time, the pavilion in the center of Yunshan Lake was crowded with people, and there was a lot of noise.

Li Xuefei's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, Li Xuefei's little assistant ran over with an anxious face.

"Oh no, Sister Xuefei, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

Li Xuefei's face changed.

The little assistant ran out of breath, calmed his breath, and then said:

"Just now, when Master Zhang was interviewing, a group of foreigners came and threatened that his level was not so, and he would challenge him on the spot!"

Then, the little assistant pointed to the Huxin Pavilion and said:

"Now, they're all competing in there!"

Hearing this, Jiang Wei on the side was not in a hurry, but said with a smile:

"What are you afraid of, the teacher's painting level is the top in China, and those foreigners come to challenge him, isn't this self-inflicted?"

Unexpectedly, the assistant still looked anxious:

"No, this time things are different, there seems to be a particularly powerful guy in those foreigners. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, the little assistant still didn't know how to describe it, and finally could only say helplessly:

"Hey, Sister Xuefei, let's go and take a look!"

Li Xuefei and Jiang Wei glanced at each other, and then their faces changed, and they quickened their pace and walked towards Huxin Pavilion.

Qin Mu glanced at the Huxin Pavilion with a thoughtful look.

Then he picked up the little one and pinched the little one's nose.

"Let's go, Sisi, let's go see the excitement. ”

When the little guy heard that there was a lively scene to see, his eyes lit up.

The pavilion in the middle of the lake is not big, but it is crowded with onlookers outside.

These people stuck their heads out, desperately trying to look inside.

Wait until Li Xuefei and Jiang Wei see the situation inside the Huxin Pavilion clearly.

Immediately gasped.

"It's them?"