Chapter 406

"I think what September girl said is reasonable. Zhong Qing's paintings in recent years are really retrogressive. The only one I can see is his work many years ago, which seems to be called" empty mountain rain scene ". The detachment and aura in it can be felt through the paper, but now the works are obviously inclined to commercialization."

Master Fu's words shocked all the people present. He thought that this person would keep silent. He didn't expect that he would say such words. Does it mean that he is helping song September?

Song Jiuyue knows that this person can't sit still when he's around the corner of his mouth. These days, she's already got a thorough understanding of this person's temperament, and Fu Yan has also told her that grandfather Fu is a man who wants to save face. He has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and tries his best to protect his short hair.

Just now, she doubted the eyes of all the people present, which must also include grandfather Fu, who naturally did not want to admit that he had a bad eye, so he had to stand up and say something.

His identity is not afraid of anyone at all. If anyone dares to get angry with master Fu, he will be bombed.

This is not a boast. Almost all the people under Mr. Fu's leadership are at the level of department director or above. Many of the current national leaders are under his leadership. When you see him, you have to call Mr. Fu, from the national leaders to the army leaders.

Who dares to offend such a strong identity? Compared with Zhong Qing, it's higher than one grade.

When Fu Jiangsheng opened his mouth, all the people on the scene were quiet. Don't refute. They didn't dare to say another word.

It's obvious that Mr. Fu is helping song Jiuyue. Doesn't it mean that Mr. Fu doesn't agree that song Jiuyue and Fu Shao are together? How can he stand up again at this time?

They all thought he would keep silent until it was over.

Zhong Qing's face is even more embarrassing. He dares to hate song September, but he dares not say a word to this man. If he hurts master Fu's face, he will not be able to leave Los Angeles alive

With this in mind, he slowly clenched his fist, and a trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes. He was praised everywhere he went. Today, he was doubted about his level one by one, two by three. Song September even said that his level was similar to that of ordinary painters, this bitch

Fu Yan, who was sitting on one side, didn't speak at this time. Seeing that song September meant to solve the problem by himself, he didn't bother to intervene and kept silent.

I just looked up at her once in a while to know how she was going to get through today's difficulties.

"Mr. Zhong, even grandfather Fu has said that. Should you have a correct understanding of your works over the years? It's just because of your name that people can come to today's art exhibition."

Song Jiuyue didn't forget to insert the knife at this time. Zhong Qing only felt that his chest was stuffy and painful. Being insulted by a younger generation, he was embarrassed and angry. He was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"Song September, you say that my level is similar to that of ordinary painters. I've been around for so many years and I have such a great reputation, but it's not all boasting. Is it just fame that so many people pursue my things? Today I want to tell you, it's strength! "

So say, let a person spread out paper and pen immediately.

Song Jiuyue's mouth is hooked.

"Mr. Zhong is going to paint on the spot, isn't he? I don't think it's interesting. Otherwise, I'll ask someone to come over and paint in the next room. At last, grandfather Fu will take the painting out and let the people on the scene guess which one you painted. If they do, I'll take back what I just did. Your level is really higher than that of ordinary painters. "

Song September saw Fu Jiangsheng one eye, the corner of the mouth hook up.

"As far as you know, this painting is my favorite when I was a young man?"

It's interesting for Fu to draw the corners of his mouth, but it's obvious that he wants to draw the water.

Thinking so, he nodded.

Mo Yi immediately asked someone to contact him. About 20 minutes later, a young man came in. Seeing the situation in front of him, he also knew that he might be a big event, but he didn't have stage fright. He took the paper and pen and went into a nearby room.

Zhong Qing has been waiting inside. After the young man goes in, he spreads the paper on the table. The only people left in the room are Fu Jiangsheng and two other people. The painting time is half an hour. After half an hour, they will take out their works.

Zhong Qing is fighting for his own breath, but also in order to show his level, to see the other party is looking for such a hairy boy, his face suddenly angry.

Does song September despise him so much? With his fame, we should at least find someone who can stand beside him. This little boy has only been painting for a few years, and he can crush each other even if he paints casually.

With this in mind, he was even more disdainful and began to draw. What he painted was his best landscape painting. Today, let these people see what a master is.

Zhong Qing has been working for a long time, but he hasn't done it yet. Instead, he compares it repeatedly on the paper with a brush. It seems that he is thinking about where to leave a blank and how to determine the specific position of his painting. This action alone took about three minutes.After finishing these, he was satisfied with the brush and began to paint. Since it was landscape painting, there was no other redundant color. He had to reconcile the shade by himself. He needed to show the level of landscape in the painting.

When the time came, Fu Jiangsheng collected two paintings and could see the height at a glance. However, he sighed at the confidence on Zhong Qing's face. He probably stood high and didn't think about his painting level any more. So far, he is blind and confident.

He raised his hand and took out the two paintings, and the people in the room followed him.

Fu Jiangsheng put the painting on the table, turned and sat down on the sofa, slightly squinting his eyes. He was a big man again.

Zhong Qing disdains the hairy boy next to him. He can paint with himself, but he doesn't know that it's a blessing he's cultivated for several generations. Go home and have fun.

Song September walked to the two pictures and looked up at the people present, with a tick on the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Zhong and this unknown painter have already finished painting. Now let's guess which painting is more valuable. If you can find Mr. Zhong out of the two paintings, then even if you win, song Jiuyue is willing to take back what he just said and apologize to Mr. Zhong himself."