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Chapter 371 Forget it, let you win(1/2)

 These people originally wanted to watch a good show.

It's none of your business, just hang it up high.

However, no one expected that when Mr. Lin came on stage, he would actually say that this painting was awesome?

Mr. Lin looked at Chu Yunxuan.

This time, his eyes were completely different.

What else is there to doubt?

So shocking!

He really felt so shocked!

He has never seen, no, he has never even heard of, a singer in the entertainment industry who is in his twenties, and his Chinese painting skills have reached a master level.

Really, he felt that he might not even be able to compare with the level of this painting.

At least, it's at his level.

But he, it took him seventy years of painting to get to this point!

Moreover, he is talented.

If you don’t have talent in Chinese painting, it will be useless for many years.

However, a young man in his twenties has already reached this level.

This??

In the future, won’t he want to be like Mr. Qi?

Oh my God!

Thinking of this, Mr. Lin was extremely excited.

"Lao Bai, let everyone take a look."

Mr. Lin said.

"Hmm."

Bai Baishan is naturally happy.

Then, the camera focused on Chu Yunxuan’s new painting.

"I think there should be some people here who know more about Chinese painting. Come, let me take a look at Yun Xuan's works in the past half hour with you. What level is it? Let's take a closer look."

Everyone looked up at the close-up of the painting on the big screen.

"It seems that this is just a simple Chinese painting, not complicated, but you see, there are so many details in this line, this force, this stroke, and this stroke..."

Then Mr. Lin led everyone to chat for several minutes.

They all praise how awesome this painting is.

"So, why do I say that this painting is of the same level as the painting just now? That is the fact. Facts also prove that this is the work of the same person, that is the work of little brother Yunxuan."

Mr. Lin looked excitedly at Chu Yunxuan next to him.

Wow——

The scene was in an uproar again.

Everyone showed shocked and incredible expressions.

"Wow!"

Qin Yueran couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Dad, why is Xiaoxuanxuan so awesome? When did he learn Chinese painting?"

Qin Yueran asked excitedly.

Qin Zhenyun frowned and looked at the painting on the stage.

"It doesn't matter when I learned Chinese painting. What's important is that according to Mr. Lin and other Chinese painting masters, Xiaoxuan's level has already reached their level. He is less than twenty-four years old and at the level of a master-level Chinese painting."

..."

Qin Zhenyun couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

If it were anyone else, they would be extremely shocked!

But if it were Chu Yunxuan, he would be even more shocked!

Although he is a businessman, in his eyes, making money is the most important thing.

However, this kind of talent, especially a talent that transcends cognition, is really shocking.

"Oh my God!"

Seven tables.

Lin Qin looked shocked.

This Chu Yunxuan really refreshed her knowledge again.

Lin Miaomiao next to her also had the same expression.

To be honest, those of them who have a good relationship with Chu Yunxuan think it is impossible, let alone others?

However, the painting is right in front of them, and everyone can see it on the big screen, and the camera is zoomed in and there are close-ups of details.

The two masters were also amazed again and again.

"How on earth did he manage to be so talented at writing songs, producing frequent masterpieces, and so proficient in acting, while at the same time reaching this level of Chinese painting?"

Lin Qin really can’t understand.

This is definitely something beyond cognition.

It’s understandable that you are talented and have good acting skills.

If you know Chinese painting, you can understand it.

But your Chinese painting has reached the level of Master Lin...

Really, I can’t understand!

Cognition collapsed.

"Is this genius?"

Lin Miaomiao muttered in shock.

"Genius? I feel like genius can't even be used to describe him. Monster should be used instead."

……

"This kid."

Xiao Yuyao's father also looked shocked.

"Dad, you are studying Chinese painting. Is the level of this painting really that high?"

Xiao Yuyao also asked in disbelief.

In fact, she would rather believe that this was done by Mr. Bai, Mr. Lin and others in order to give Chu Yunxuan face.

Even though this painting can be seen by everyone.

Their father's eyes were always on that painting.

Then he nodded: "I started learning when I was four years old and never stopped until I was in my twenties. It was not until I started doing business that I had less contact. But it is also a way to cultivate my sentiments. I also like to collect calligraphy and paintings. This

The level is much higher than mine. In my personal opinion, it is close to Master Lin’s level and is a master level.”

Speaking of this, he was even more shocked: "He painted this in a hurry. If he is given half a month or a month to paint a good painting, wouldn't it mean that the standard will be higher?"

Xiao Yunuo's beautiful eyes lit up.

"He's so awesome. He was born for art."

I admire you even more.

Xiao Yuyao said with a shocked expression: "You are not just born for art, you are simply a monster. In your twenties, you are so talented at writing songs, have strong singing skills, and have good acting skills. These are acceptable, but the level of Chinese painting is

A master like Mr. Lin, who is 70 or 80 years old, is really beyond recognition."

Their father said: "I originally thought that because he was young and frivolous and wanted to save face, he would definitely suffer a loss later, but I didn't expect that it was my eyesight that was stupid."

"Dad, I can't blame you for this. This is indeed unreasonable."

……

"What is it?"

Chen Haobin's eyes widened.

His face was filled with disbelief and disbelief.

Originally, he was planning to make fun of Chu Yunxuan because he would be embarrassed in public.
To be continued...
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