Everyone knows Lu Fumeng's identity. He is a famous calligraphy and painting businessman in Huaxi City and the agent of Tang Yun, a female painter. Everyone believes that he has a certain artistic appreciation.

And when He Yuzhu came in just now, Lu Fumeng went to greet him, and many people saw this scene, so Lu Fumeng said that He Yuzhu's shortcomings in pointing out Tang Yun just now were probably heard from Lu Fumeng.

After all, Lu Fumeng is Tang Yun's agent, and it is reasonable to be clear about the shortcomings of Tang Yun's paintings.

More importantly, He Yuzhu admitted his identity.

In everyone's hearts, this is no different from admitting that he is a liar. Will the cable seller be a master of Chinese painting? What an international joke?

"Yu Huanshui, you are still a man, and you still dare to admit your identity."

Lu Fumeng's eyes flashed with joy, and suddenly shouted: "Security, what about security guards, please come out quickly by the person who disrupts the order of the exhibition."

Immediately, two security guards rushed in, stood by He Yuzhu, one left and one right, and wanted to invite him out.

"What's wrong, Lu Fumeng, you are so anxious to ask the security guard to get out, maybe you're afraid that I will accidentally tell you your details.

Besides, I am a cable salesperson, but I didn’t say I am not a painter, right? Who is the one who sells cables cannot draw?”

He Yuzhu sneered, since you, Lu Fumeng, only care about yourself, don’t blame me for not giving you a face today.

Today, I want you to be unable to survive in the calligraphy and painting world.

He Yuzhu's aura was accumulated through three copies of Siheyuan, Bright Sword and Ode to Joy. It would be fine if he didn't have an attack, but he was like a hooligan. When he attacked, he was a big hooligan, which was even more terrifying than the Crow Brother who turned over the table. Lu Fumeng was completely unable to see in front of him, and he was stunned for a moment.

"You, you..." Lu Fu Mengna could not speak.

"There is only one standard for testing the truth, that is practice, and there is only one way to verify whether I am a liar, that is, let me paint on the spot.

I am a painter or not, what I say doesn’t matter, what you say doesn’t matter, only what you say can be done by painting.”

He Yuzhu snorted coldly and shouted:

"Molai!"

"Come on the pen!"

Today, I, He Yuzhu, will go further in the world of show-offs!

Helplessly, after he finished yelling, no one paid attention to him. The staff looked at me and I looked at you, but they couldn't even make up their minds, so they finally focused on Tang Yun.

"Xiaoyun, don't believe him, he is just..." Lu Fumeng was anxious and stopped him quickly.

However, he had confidence in his judgment. In his eyes, Yu Huanshui was a fool who could be tied up by brotherhood. He was a plain man and a poor man of his ancestors for eight lifetimes. He had nothing to do with art, let alone painting.

"Okay, don't say it anymore. I'm willing to believe him. I don't think a liar can point out my shortcomings in a sharp way and easily show me the way forward."

Tang Yun gritted her teeth, but she still didn't think He Yuzhu was a liar.

She had long been conquered by He Yuzhu's incisive guidance just now, and she intuition believed that he was not a liar.

And Zhihui also told her that if He Yuzhu heard all the words from Lu Fumeng, it was impossible not to be exposed when facing his own repeated questions.

Perhaps, He Yuzhu's identity is incompatible with the painter, perhaps his painting skills are not as good as his understanding of painting, but just this is enough to make him a leader in the calligraphy and painting world.

"Master Yu, please!"

When Tang Yun thought of this, she personally prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for He Yuzhu, and even laid a flower stand and grind it next to He Yu, which made her feel like she was reading at night with red sleeves.

"Congratulations, Miss Tang, you made the right choice. After half an hour, I believe you will be proud of your current decision for life."

He Yuzhu nodded and thought about what to draw.

Of course, what Qi Baishi is best at is shrimp, and they are sold only, one for a thousand gold;

He is also good at drawing grapes. I heard that the grapes he drew were sold at a high price of millions a while ago.

However, these are not enough to show off.

He Yuzhu raised his head and a confident smile appeared on his face. With that, he found the answer.

He is confident that this painting will definitely cause a sensation.

"Miss Tang Yun, what is art? What is the essence of painting? Are you willing to devote yourself to painting and art?"

Tang Yun was stunned, "I do."

"good!"

He Yuzhu heard the other party's affirmative answer and suddenly fucked the plastic bucket on the left and splashed it at Tang Yun.

Tang Yun was not prepared at all. She was splashed with a small bucket of water. Her clothes were half dry and half wet, revealing infinite beautiful body curves, which was simply a crime.

What's even more amazing is that Tang Yun was caught off guard and was frightened and pulled her clothes in a hurry, while her raised face was frightened by sudden attacks.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty and be filial, it means that the purer a beautiful woman can attract the deepest desire for conquest. This principle is exactly the same as Tang Yun’s appearance at this time, and they are all wandering between purity and sexy.

After half an inch, it will be vulgar;

If you lose half an inch, you will be immature;

The camera cannot capture the strong impact of the beauty on men at that moment, only the greatest painter can do, and He Yuzhu happens to be the top one.

Moreover, he has an advantage, he is LSP.

Close your eyes and savor the stunning moment just now. He Yuzhu opened his eyes, picked up the brush and started drawing.

The greatest works in the world are actually achieved overnight, and are the swelling after the emotions are in place, carrying the author's own strong subjective emotions.

This is what He Yuzhu's face is. His emotions just now were as hot as iron.

So his paintings also brought his strong emotions. Not long after, a beautiful girl who was splashed with water appeared on the paper. Her look of anger and joy, and her half-shamed and half-angry expression brought a powerful impact to everyone.

At this time, everyone realized that paintings are OK.

This painting comes alive!

It is filled with a strong breath of life.

Looking at this painting, everyone's first feeling is that they are such a beautiful girl. What happened to her is that I want to protect her.

Then it took a long time to remember that this was just a painting.

It makes people forget at first glance that this is a painting.

This is the common feature of the greatest works.

"Yu Huanshui, what are you doing? Xiaoyun..."

Lu Fumeng was originally devastated by Tang Yun's behavior of choosing He Yuzhu. He was so energetic that he saw He Yuzhu doing this behavior and wanted to save him. Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by Tang Yun after he finished speaking.

"Wait, this painting, this painting is so beautiful..."

Tang Yun looked at the beauty who had already appeared in the outline in the canvas, and the vibration in her heart was indescribable. For the first time, she knew that painting was OK.

It turns out that it is not called painting, it is called graffiti.

She felt even more indescribable whether it was shame or joy.

"It turns out that I am so beautiful in Master Yu's heart. He, he likes me... I can see from his paintings! And that kind of love is something that only couples have!"

Tang Yun's face spread a blush, gradually moving down along her slender neck.

"This, this..."

Old Ma's lips trembled, and he couldn't even speak in a straightforward way to He Yuzhu's painting that had only completed halfway.

"Old Ma, you think this painting is not good, I just said Yu Huanshui is just a cable..."

When Lu Fumeng saw Ma Lao's expression, he thought he didn't like it, so he hurried over.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Ma suddenly took out his cell phone and started recording.

He felt that the painting created by Master Yu Huanshui now would be a stunning masterpiece and would be kept in history.

If he could take a video of his painting experience, it would definitely be a valuable asset in the calligraphy and painting world, and Ma Rulong could also take advantage of this video to be in the history books.

"God treats me so kindly. Today I will leave my name with Master Yu in history!"
Chapter completed!