Chapter 309
Everyone was hearing this. They turned their heads and looked back curiously, and they saw an old man named Wang Jingnian, one of the masters in the painting world, approaching surrounded by a group of young people.
"It turned out to be Senior Wang."
"Senior Wang is good."
"Why does Senior Wang have time to come to this kind of'small' exhibition?"
"..."
In the gallery, there was a loud voice for a while. Many middle-aged painters or favorites came forward to talk.
The younger junior is whispering to his friends, guessing why this once-dean-level figure appeared here.
Then Wang Jingnian had a few conversations with a few people who came up to him, and then walked to the painting opposite Lin Xining, took a close look at it, and then said with a sigh, "Where is this? What the younger generations do is really the younger generations will surpass us in time."
"I can see the future of the painting world from this series of paintings!"
" Hehe."
Many young painters could not help but sneer after listening to this senior's words.
Everyone with eyes on the scene can see that Lin Xining's paintings are not comparable to this little-known, novice painter who has never even heard of the name, no matter the technique or the details.
Of course, for this series of works with a similarity of 90%, most people already have their own guesses and opinions.
The time for Yan Jingqing and the woman hiding in the crowd to meet is almost time, and walks low-key to the front of the screen, opposite Lin Xining.
First, I sincerely apologized to Lin Xining: "Sorry senior, I don’t know why, my paintings are so similar to yours."
"I’m just a newcomer, How can it be compared with senior."
"This work was actually inspired by chance when I was watching senior's previous series three years ago."
"I...this is my first series of works. Didn't expect collided with your senior!"
"Sorry, senior. This is my art exhibition. The staff of the company took the painting down."
When Yan Jingqing and the woman got under the painting, they suddenly finished such a long paragraph. When you look at the two of them, I say a word, vividly and thoroughly the performance of'ignorance' and'ignorance'.
Of course, in the eyes of some people, there are other meanings.
For example, this Wang Jingnian who suddenly appeared.
Wang Jingnian glanced at Lin Xining fiercely looking at the rigorous secretary who kept apologizing.
Then, with a serious face, he wanted to call the exhibition staff's rigorous attitude.
"This young man, don't worry about it."
"Everyone comes to work temporarily, so why should you take the initiative to avoid it? Just hang on for a few years. The title of'genius'?"
"We do not have such rules in the art world."
So, it's not enough to say this. Wang Jingnian looked at the almost identical paintings on both sides, and then at Lin Xining who stood there looking at them so indifferently.
There was a hint of resentment in the eyes, and then he continued: "The paintings of the two are almost exactly the same. Everyone knows this. Someone must have plagiarized each other's work."
"If this is spread, it will be a stain for our entire painting world!"
After all, Wang Jingnian looked towards Lin Xining and continued: "Lin Family, I don’t know what you say Ah."
Lin Xining didn't say anything, but beside the crowd, fans of the fanboy level stopped Wang Jingnian's almost questioning tone, and he was unhappy at the moment.
"What does Senior Wang mean by painting? Do you need more suspicion when this kind of thing happens?"
"What level of existence is Lin Xining teacher? Would it be rare to plagiarize a newcomer who just entered the circle?! Could you please use your brain?"
Lin Xining, who was watching, had to sigh, "This young man, you are really capable of pulling hatred." Strong! '.
As soon as Lin Xining finished complaining in his heart, he saw Wang Jingnian blushing, pointing at the fanboy and speechless.
Seeing this, Yan Jingqing, who was pulled by Wang Jingnian, glanced at the woman who had been next to him. After receiving the gesture from the other party, he immediately began to perform.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
"It's me, I copied the senior, I will tell someone to take the painting down."
He does Normally speaking, it was fine, but once the tears and sadness from his eyes were added, many people who stood in the middle were shaken.
Especially Wang Jingnian, who was still so angry just now, looked at such a strict Qing, and immediately quit.
Pointing to Lin Xining’s nose, he cursed: "What I just said is too vague from time to time! You scum in the art world, please leave immediately with your rubbish made by plagiarizing other people’s efforts Art exhibition! Leave our clean painting world!"
Lin Xining, who looked at the drool splashing in front of him, pointed to his nose and cursed. With mockery on her face, she glanced at the woman who had been behind Yan Jingqing.
indifferently said: "This painting is the occasional inspiration I got after finishing the last series of works two years ago."
"It's just that I didn't want to rush to write at the beginning. , So I drew a manuscript and kept it.
It’s a pity that the manuscript is unfathomable mystery missing, and I don’t know who it was'picked up'."
After that, Lin Xining walked in front of Strict and glanced at his hands without a trace of calluses, said with a smile: "This rookie painter may be even higher than me innate talent. When he draws such a work, he doesn't even have calluses on his hands."
"What did you say, Young Lady Zhang."
Listening to Lin Xining's words, Zhang Siqiong hid behind Yan Jingqing without a trace, then the gentle face couldn't help it. Hang a trace of tears.
"Xining, don't force me. Even if you and I are childhood sweethearts, I can't help you wrong an innocent person!"
"Oh!"
"So this is what happened!?"
"Talented youngster Jiang Lang is exhausted, do you steal the results of others!? This news is going to come out, it is so hot!"
"..."
Following Zhang Siqiong's words, many people at the scene directly exploded. Those who didn't like Lin Xining in the first place started hit a person when he's down continuously.
The fanboy who maintained Lin Xining just now didn't believe it, but kept explaining to the people around how powerful Lin Xining is.
Lin Xining who saw this scene suddenly felt that all this was dull.
Take out the phone and call Chief-In-Charge of the exhibition, and then talk about the situation that the lights are about to be turned off.
Lin Xining didn't want to watch them play every time here anymore, and put an end to this farce that had been prepared for two years in advance.
Everyone looked at Chief-In-Charge coming over and said that they had to turn off the lights, and looked towards Lin Xining in confusion.
Lin Xining casually pulled the original fanboy to his side, and then said: "I haven't finished talking before. Two years ago, I found out that the manuscript was missing, so I wanted to change this series. ."
"But then I didn’t want to change it anymore. I continued to complete the painting according to the original manuscript, but I also moved other hands and feet."
"This is called " The real look of "Star River", I think, let everyone see it."
As Lin Xining's voice fell, Chief-In-Charge immediately turned off the lights in this gallery, and Signal everyone don't be impatient.
Everyone who fell into the darkness had been prepared for a long time, but they did not lose one's head out of fear. But according to Lin Xining's guidance, staring unblinkingly and gradually saw the real "Unreached Star River".
Lin Xining adds a fluorescent agent that is rarely available on the market in his usual pigments. In the presence of light, the paintings originally prepared by the original are displayed.
But once the light is turned off, there is no light source.
The fluorescent agent on the painting began to work, showing a work belonging to Lin Xining in the dark.
This "Unreached Star River", the biggest main picture is a vast Star River, Star River's hundreds of billions of various galaxies form a huge eye pupil.
Anyone whose pupils meet the line of sight, as if he was being stared at by a mysterious existence.
I turned my eyes to look at other paintings, and felt as if I had plunged into the world in the painting and saw the vast and boundless Star River.
Mysterious and the unknown are the last things the overwhelming majority have seen.
There are still a small number of people who are shocked and speechless. Among these people is Wang Jingnian.
"No...impossible!"
"How can your level reach this level. Even your father ..... also failed to reach this level Level!"
After the lights were turned on, everyone saw that they looked like'I am senior, I am the biggest' just now. Now he is almost lying under the painting, looking at the restored painting above with a confused face.
"What about Chief-In-Charge! Turn off the lights! Turn off the lights!"
"Who told you to turn on the lights!"
The regained Wang Jingnian looked at all around and shouted to Chief-In-Charge who was about to leave.
The Chief-In-Charge was dragged by Wang Jingnian, so he asked Lin Xining for help.
Lin Xining cleared his throat when he saw this, and said, "I'm still me, Jiang Lang is exhausted? That's a problem that your ordinary person only has."
So unabashedly If he was arrogant, he immediately received a wave of hatred, especially between Wang Jingnian and Zhang Siqiong.
At the moment when Yan Jingqing turned off the lights, she knew that the major event was not good, so she secretly escaped in the dim environment.
As for Zhang Siqiong, after she turned on the light, she saw that Yan Jingqing had disappeared, and she looked towards Lin Xining in despair and jealousy.
"Why! I can't beat you through childhood!"
"Since you started to learn to paint, my ears are always complimenting you. I have never I haven't received any praise."
Zhang Siqiong began to tell his story, and everyone else in the room also calmed down.
"Do you know, I followed my parents and my mom to escape abroad. But I can still get news about you from the painting pool in China."
"through childhood , I have had enough to compare with you!"
Zhang Siqiong said and walked up to Lin Xining, took out a folding knife, and pointed at Lin Xining.
"Do you know that I came back two years ago just to ruin you! I want to wipe you out of my ears! Why can you get what you paint casually? Praise, and I! I’ve been painting desperately for two days without eating or drinking!"
"The things drawn are only worthy of being thrown in the trash can."
" I don’t understand! Why is God so unfair."
"You don’t love painting at all..."
The people around listened to her. Then, my heart is also mixed. Many of them have been jealous of Lin Xining's innate talent and complained about why God is so unfair.
But then they also compromised. Talent is really more important than hard work.
Moreover, they are also used to being hit by the hitters.
Lin Xining is the kind of people who are destined to eat this bowl of rice, they can't compare with it.
So, although they are still sad, they still look down on Zhang Siqiong after all.
It's just being beaten by others, who has not been accompanied by'other's child' this thing in childhood.
...
So and so, I finally vomited out other words for so many years. Zhang Siqiong lightened all over, holding a folding knife, he rushed towards Lin Xining.
"Hehe, I am finally getting rid of you."
Zhang Siqiong watched his folding knife get closer and closer to Lin Xining's heart, and the sense of relief in his eyes became more and more. Sheng.
It's a pity that she is doomed to fail.
Lin Xining with no difficulty clamped her folding knife with her fingers, and then flipped it gently and hard, and then directly grabbed the folding knife.
"Boy, take it."
Lin Xining randomly threw the folding knife to the fanboy behind who was about to rush up, and then kicked Zhang Siqiong to the ground.
"Call the police."
……
A "retaliation" that had been prepared for many years was resolved like a farce.
Lin Xining saw Zhang Siqiong, who was taken away by the police and threatened to'ruin' him, casually took the fanboy away.
So far, Lin Xining has accepted this little fanboy as an apprentice.
Take time to teach him painting, and run around the world in his free time.
As for his series of works, since that farce, no one can shake his status.
Simply Lin Xining changed it to a five-year painting and no longer painted a series of works.
For this reason, Lin Xining's series of works have been copied to sky-high prices again. Nothing can compare to the masters of the art world.
...
Lin Xining is fifty years old, so I will seal the pen here. I usually teach and teach elementary students, and then tease and tease the little devil's head he has sealed in the paintbrush, and my life will go on plainly.
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Fan outside the little ghost head:
It is another September of the year. I sneaked out of the studio and looked at the balcony. The old man basking in the sun couldn't help but think back to several decades ago.
Several decades ago, I was a kid who could only scare people.
But then the house where I was hiding was bought by a genius painter who is said to be very famous. After he moved in, he kept painting with my current body (brush).
Sometimes I observe him, sometimes I hide behind the drawing paper.
I wanted to scare this guest away as before. But this person went out to relax, and came back as if he had changed.
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