As soon as they heard that Yang Lin wanted to paint, these reporters became excited at the same time.

The top scorer in the college entrance examination challenges the master of traditional Chinese painting!

Win or lose, what a gimmicky news this is!

For a moment, the faces of these reporters were all red with excitement. Whether Yang Lin has that ability is another matter. The key is that the news is here, especially Yang Lin's bet, two fingers and ten million. If this is reported

How much sales must be generated when it goes out.

Yang Lin looked at everyone with a smile, and then asked: "I want to know your identities. I want to ensure the fairness of the competition to prevent you from being biased!"

"Haha, the young man is really smart!" The old man who had previously identified Wu Zhenglin's painting as artificially painted came out slowly: "With me here, I can completely ensure the fairness of the competition. I am the vice president of the Chinese Painting and Calligraphy Association——

Wang Chen, and they are also as powerful as the Beidou in our calligraphy and painting world, so you can rest assured about the fairness of the competition!"

That’s it!

A faint smile appeared on Yang Lin's face: "Then I can rest assured. I am most afraid that someone will casually belittle other people's works based on his own ten masters!"

Bai Sha's face suddenly became a little ugly.

Yang Lin smiled and said, "Then we can begin!"

Soon, someone sent Yang Lin an antique desk with high-quality rice paper and ink. These traditional Chinese painting masters also looked at Yang Lin curiously.

Since he dared to say such a thing, he naturally had two brushes. They were also really curious about what level Yang Lin was and how he dared to challenge Wu Zhenglin.

They also know Wu Zhenglin very well. He is somewhat capable. It is quite difficult for ordinary people to surpass him.

Yang Lin just glanced at it for a few times and picked up the brush he put aside.

Seeing the way Yang Lin held the pen, Wu Zhenglin couldn't help but sneered and said loudly: "Classmate Yang Lin, do you need me to tell you how to hold the pen? If you still want to draw like this, I think you should start from the most basic place.

Bar!"

Yang Lin ignored Wu Zhenglin and just stood there calmly holding the pen.

He was looking for the feeling, the feeling of integrating the artistic conception into it, just like writing a book. Before writing a book, he has a good draft in his mind. In this way, the writing will naturally be like a divine help. The same is true for painting. If you have a picture in your mind, you will write it.

There is God.

About five minutes later, Yang Lin suddenly started to move!

brush!

I saw Yang Lin quickly picked up the brush, dipped a handful of ink into it, and dropped it hard on the rice paper.

The next scene shocked everyone!

I have never seen anyone draw like this before.

I remember that the beginning of "Tang Bohu Lights the Autumn Fragrance" is like this. It probably means that Zhu Zhishan came to Tang Bohu to ask for a painting. As a result, Tang Bohu grabbed Zhu Zhishan's painting with people and painted a famous landscape painting in an instant.

As for Yang Lin, although his movements at this time were not as exaggerated as those in Tang Bohu's "Dian Qiuxiang", they were almost the same.

He draws so fast!

I only saw the brushes rolling up and down in Yang Lin's hands. At the most powerful moment, Yang Lin directly controlled five brushes of different thicknesses with one hand. I only saw the brushes rolling up and down in Yang Lin's hands, acrobatic.

generally.

At the same time, his left hand was also stained with ink, and it quickly fell on the rice paper.

This scene left everyone stunned. From a distance, they didn't see what Yang Lin's painting looked like. However, just by looking at Yang Lin's blind painting, they could guess what Yang Lin's painting looked like.

I'm afraid it's really not that good.

After Wu Zhenglin got over his initial worries, an expression of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face. This guy looked really bad. This was not a painting, it was clearly graffiti. It seemed like this guy was really bluffing.

The bet was right for the first time, and after a while, I got 10 million.

Although I didn't get Lin Duoduo, getting 10 million seems to be a very good choice.

"Teacher, this is also called painting. It really brings shame to our calligraphy and painting community!" At this moment, Wu Zhenglin seemed to feel that he had a chance to win, and shouted loudly towards his master Bai Sha.

"Haha, today's young people! I really thought he was good at painting, but it turned out that the whole fuss was just a bluff!" Bai Sha also gently stroked his snow-white goatee, and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Zheng Lin! The harvest this time is not small!"

"Where, where, I made a profit this time, how could I forget the master?" Wu Zhenglin immediately lowered his voice and said to Bai Sha: "Without the cultivation of the master, how could I be where I am today?"

"Haha, I will accept your filial piety!" Bai Sha smiled slightly and made a five with his right hand.

Wu Zhenglin couldn't help but secretly cursed, "Money-greedy old man!" But his face showed a respectful expression: "That's natural!"

"He, can he really draw?" Lin Duoduo's little face was also full of worry.

In any case, she did not hope that Wu Zhenglin, a wretched uncle, could be better than Yang Lin.

"Probably... no!" Qin Leyan's voice also contained a bit of unconfidence.

Yang Lin's painting speed was very fast, and within about ten minutes, Yang Lin had already finished painting.

"I've finished the painting!" Yang Lin turned around and looked at the group of people behind him with a smile.

"I think it's better not to read it, you're just graffiti!" Before anyone else could speak, Wu Zhenglin took the lead and sneered.

Yang Lin didn't even look at Wu Zhenglin. He took out a washbasin and washed his hands, saying, "I didn't let you see it. Why are you so anxious?"

In fact, the people present no longer have any expectations for Yang Lin. There is no way, Yang Lin's actions just now are too exaggerated. Even a person who does not know how to paint can see that Yang Lin is simply graffiti.

For a moment, everyone fell into a kind of silence.

Yang Lin squinted his eyes. He knew exactly what they were thinking. At that moment, he just smiled and said: "This is a bet! A 10 million bet, no matter what, you have to take a look.

!Otherwise, how do you evaluate winning or losing?"

"Okay!" At this moment, Wang Chen, the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, said slowly: "I'll just take a look. Today's young people are really too impetuous!!"

"Mr. Wang, please stay, I have something to ask you!" Yang Lin stopped Wang Chen at all and asked with a smile on his face.

"What are you asking?" Wang Chen squinted at Yang Lin: "I'm not short of money!"

"It's none of my business whether you are short of money or not. Let me ask you, do you have a heart disease?" If you are rude to me, I will not be polite to you either. Yang Lin is too lazy to call out Mr. Wang.

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Wang Chen couldn't help but was slightly startled, looked at Yang Lin again, said with a cold face: "No, my body has always been strong, there is nothing wrong with me!"

"Haha, that's good!" Yang Lin said with a smile: "Then, please!"

As he spoke, Yang Lin made an invitation gesture.

snort!

Wang Chen shook his sleeves fiercely. At this moment, he no longer had any good impressions of Yang Lin. What kind of painting could this guy paint?

After thinking about it, Wang Chen came to the antique table and lowered his head to take a look.

suck!

With just one glance, Wang Chen seemed to have been greatly frightened. He took four or five steps back, his face full of fear, his chest heaving, and he was breathing heavily.

Rough.

(Second update, I admit, there were fewer updates before it was put on the shelves, but after it was put on the shelves, Feng Shao will also explode crazily. The last book is the best example, with an average of ten thousand a day. In addition, every thousand recommendations

The votes will be added and all will be accumulated until they are put on the shelves. As for these days, Feng Shao will also work hard to save the manuscript. Well, this week is Sanjiang. I don’t know if you have Sanjiang votes. If so, please vote for Feng Shao!

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Chapter completed!