The country is unparalleled, I have achieved hundreds of millions

After 5 minutes, Yun Yongan's face was troubled, and when he came out of the toilet, Jiang Xiaoai quickly went up to him and teased him, "What's the matter, Yongan, did you pee on your shoes?"

"How is that possible? I can pee three feet in the wind!"

"Oh," Jiang Xiao'ai acted as if I understood you, "That's what happened to me. I have tissues here, do you want to use them?"

Yun Yongan didn't pick up the tissue, but reached out and rubbed Jiang Xiaoai's head indiscriminately, turning her hairstyle into a chicken coop.

While Jiang Xiaoai was looking in the mirror to straighten her hair, Yun Yongan called Jing Qing and asked him to go to the hardware store to buy a special liquid.

Then, Yun Yongan returned to the studio, took a group of students, and asked them to hold ink paintings to the courtyard wall closest to the studio.

Coincidentally, a group of young students dressed in very trendy clothes, ripped jeans, crooked hats, and rotten vests were gathering together, using watering cans and oil pastels to draw graffiti on the walls.

Seeing Yun Yongan bringing people from the art club over, he was not afraid at all, and continued to laugh and paint.

Hearing their unscrupulous noise and the mixed English swearing, Yun Yongan suddenly felt very noisy, and a nameless anger burned his chest.

"What are you doing, get out of the way!"

Yun Yongan stepped forward and pulled them away from the wall.

The few students who were stopped were very angry and cursed: "Who are you? It is our freedom to paint wherever, why do you stop it!"

"Ha ha!"

Yun Yongan sneered, pointing at their graffiti and wanton mocking, "If you want to draw, I will never stop it, but you are just sabotaging, I can find a dog's paw and dip it in ink, and I can draw better than you!"

"you!"

The man who was ridiculed by Yun Yongan was furious, and wanted to come up to fight Yun Yongan. Seeing so many people behind him, he felt timid, so he could only stand there and shout loudly: "There are many people who bully few people, what is it? Pick!"

"Okay!"

Yun Yong'an was about to beat someone up, but he didn't expect him to come up to him on his own initiative.

"Students around should be witnesses, you don't need a weapon, you lose with your back on the ground for ten seconds!"

"Okay, I, Jack, will show you what Taekwondo is!"

Yun Yong'an laughed mockingly, but didn't answer, just hooked his fingers at him, signaling him to make the first move!
"You're looking for death, don't blame me! Ha! Give me a punch!"

The man who called himself Jack roared, waved his fist, and rushed towards Yun Yongan.

Then, he fell back at a faster speed, and his companions quickly surrounded him.

"You, why are you so fast!" Jack lay on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

"It's because you are too weak!" Yun Yongan walked forward slowly, and the people around Jack were oppressed by Yun Yongan's momentum, and stepped back step by step, allowing Yun Yongan to go to Jack's side, grabbing his collar, Pick him up.

During this process, Yun Yongan threw an insight at him by the way.

【Name: Cheng Xiongba】

[Talent: Painting Color]

[Potential value: 5]

The potential of five points is enough for him to take painting as a career, but the name shown by his insight is completely different from the Jack he called himself when he just fought, which makes Yun Yongan look at him with more contempt.

"A guy who can't even remember his name, he is not qualified to talk about art with me, go away, for the sake of the same school, I will forgive this time!"

After finishing speaking, Yun Yongan let go of his hand, allowing him to fall hard to the ground, making a heavy muffled sound.

"Ink and wash can't be painted on the wall," Cheng Xiongba continued to yell unwillingly, "The most you can do is draw waterfalls on it, hahahaha!"

Cheng Xiongba laughed forcefully, causing internal injuries, his face instantly turned pale, he obediently crawled aside, and stopped talking, but his eyes were full of resentment when he looked at Yun Yongan.

Cheng Xiongba's companion finished the rest of the sentence for him.

"Street art is only authentic in the West, and wall painting is exclusive to Western art. Ink painting should lie obediently on the fragile rice paper and hide it indoors."

"A thin piece of paper can't carry culture at all. The real culture is placed outside and engraved on the wall, so that everyone can participate and taste together. It's not the same as ink painting, which is high and low. Appreciate those nobles!"

Yun Yongan became more and more angry as he listened, and when he was about to go up to argue with them, Jing Qing ran over with a bucket of chemicals. Yun Yongan took the bottle containing the chemicals, unscrewed the cap, and poured the liquid inside. into the ink.

After a little stirring, he took a brush from Su Jiaoyue's hand, filled it with thick ink, came to a blank space that had not been occupied by them, and started painting.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Cheng Xiongba sneered at Yun Yong'an: "Why, do you think that adding a little glue can stain the ink on the wall? Hahahahaha!"

Cheng Xiongba's companion burst into laughter.

Jiang Xiaoai looked at Yun Yongan very nervously, Su Jiaoyue grabbed her hand and comforted her softly.

Sandy Green took advantage of the unexpected and quietly walked to the wall, picked up the spray cans dropped by Cheng Xiongba and others, and started her own creation on the wall.

After 10 minutes, Yun Yongan completed his work.

This painting occupies a full three meters of the wall, and it shows the scene of Confucius imparting knowledge to his disciples.

Sitting opposite Confucius was Yan Hui.

Then, Yun Yongan walked to the left side of the screen and raised four large characters.

【Teach without class】

Cheng Xiongba and others looked at the lifelike Confucius on the wall, revealing the posture of a saint, and were dumbfounded. Is this really painted in ink?Why, the ink didn't run down the wall.

"Cheng Xiongba," Yun Yongan walked in front of them, sneered, "You have really let down such a domineering name, Jack, hehe, it's not very fashionable to use a western name, this name is the same as our Zhangsan Lisi here, nothing more common gone."

"From bronze to bamboo slips, from brocade silk to rice paper, the carrier of words has been changing, but the culture itself has continued. If you say that two strokes on the wall can be regarded as culture. I suggest you to look through history books."

"As early as 1 years ago, human beings began to paint on the walls. Do you want to say that the culture at that time was culture? The scum of worshiping foreigners, what you do on the walls is not called graffiti, it is purely destroying the environment! "

Cheng Xiongba wanted to refute, but looking at the two completely different paintings on the wall, he couldn't refute at all.

"I won't argue with you, brothers, let's go!"

When Cheng Xiongba and the others put down their cruel words and fled in embarrassment, they accidentally saw a beautiful blonde girl spraying English on the wall.

Cheng Xiongba subconsciously translated and read out: "Those guys who betray their own country and civilization are worse than dogs—Baith Green."

Beth Green is the father of Sandy Green and the current highest leader of Rose Country.