The most bullish Taoist temple in history

Chapter 343, you are not qualified
In the early morning of the next day, the sky was slightly bright, and the pheasants in the mountains were singing in the morning.

Li Yu slowly opened her eyes, escaped from the state of meditation, was slightly taken aback after she escaped, and muttered.

"It seems that I can't go to exercise this morning."

Through the eyes of the mountain spirit, Li Yu could see that many people were coming up the mountain, and they were all coming to the Taoist temple.

At this time, Li Yu went out to open the door of the Taoist temple, and no matter whether it was with good intentions or malicious intentions, all visitors were guests.

Soon, a group of people went up the mountain and came to the Taoist temple. The old man at the head was obviously taken aback when he saw someone greeted him in front of the Taoist temple, and finally smiled and said: "Yes, I thought I was just like ordinary young people, listless in the morning. , downcast, but you are full of energy. Yes, really good, among young people, you are really good."

Three good words were exported one after another, but Li Yu's introspection did not fluctuate.

Li Yu looked at the people who came over, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, with a magnificent temperament, like a pine and arrogance, but a black Tang suit, but full of domineering and wild arrogance, the combination of the two temperaments is quite magical, and smiled slightly.

"There are always guests from afar, and there is no way to entertain them on the mountain trails, so please do what you like."

Seeing Li Yu's calm appearance, the old man frowned slightly and said, "Old man, Lai Xinghui."

"Oh, Mr. Lai, please do yourself a favor."

Li Yu's indifferent expression caused commotion among the group of people, as if they had heard some funny joke, and the noisy voices could be heard endlessly.

"You don't even know Master Lai."

"Sure enough, he is the overlord of fame and fame. He doesn't even know Mr. Lai, yet he dares to criticize paintings."

"I heard that this Taoist priest made Mr. Lai's son shut himself up."

Lai Xingyu stared at Li Yu's face for a long time, and finally he was sure that the young man in front of him really didn't know him.

In the end, Lai Xinghui smiled and said: "Okay, old man, I will burn a stick of incense to your Taoist temple, hahaha."

These people went into the Taoist temple together, and most of the people who came were middle-aged to old, with more or less their own temperament.

Only the last Zhang Shao didn't go in, looking at Li Yu's expression with a trace of apology.

"I'm sorry"

"What are you sorry for?" Li Yu asked suspiciously.

"He is my father-in-law. I complained to him yesterday, and he brought someone here today." Zhang Shao said with a conflicted face: "I didn't expect that he would take [face] so seriously, so he would bring someone here today." People say they are coming to ruin your business."

Zhang Shao said the matter again.

The pines are proud and proud, as arrogant as a tiger.

Crazy, proud.

Even if his son who was considered 'incompetent' was preached by someone, he couldn't swallow his breath and wanted to come back to make up for it.

"Oh, so." Li Yu's expression remained unchanged.

Looking at Li Yu, who was not fluctuating, Zhang Shao couldn't help being a little stunned and said: "You really don't know Master Lai Xinghui? Do you know what level it is for him to bring people to smash the scene?"

"I really don't know you." Li Yu shook his head and said.

In fact, Li Yu wants to come to Baidu, after all, Baidu must know famous people.
"Oh, if I had known that you were a mustache who didn't know anything about painting, I wouldn't have complained to my father-in-law." Zhang Shao sighed and said, "He is a real master of traditional Chinese painting, and he is completely different from the anchors and the like you have been in contact with in the past. He is not a person of the same level, but he can have a huge influence even if he posts a word on Weibo, and many senior officials and leaders admire his paintings. For traditional Chinese paintings, and for his own paintings, he loves to the limit."

"As a person, you can insult him, you can say that he is useless in other aspects, but as long as it involves painting, he will be like a different person, and he must maintain it no matter what."

Zhang Shao narrated the situation of his father-in-law, he is a man who is crazy about painting.

And Li Yu also nodded in admiration: "It's amazing, so what?"

Zhang Shao was stunned, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

"So... so you still have a chance to apologize to him, saying that your evaluation of my husband's painting was just a slip of the tongue. If you apologize, he will leave after finishing the incense. Everything can be treated as if nothing happened, and you You don’t need to confront him. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious. I know that even if I don’t run a Taoist temple. For your business [Taoist Temple], and a place like yours that sells online celebrity products, the most important thing is reputation. Once my father-in-law fights with you in his own way, you will lose face. You will have nothing in the upper class. By then, it will be too late for you to change careers as an anchor. No platform is willing to provoke you. The whole world depends on the cooperation of Master's people."

Li Yu smiled and said.

"You are more concerned than Pindao."

"This incident was originally my mistake. Although I am very upset at your random evaluation of my husband's paintings, it's not to the point of killing your job." Zhang Shao looked at Li Yu's thoughtful expression, I thought I had figured it out, and figured out how to apologize to Master Lai.
Looking at Zhang Shao with a serious face, Li Yu paused for a moment and said with a smile: "Poverty is not a member of the upper class, but a person in the mountains. Their evaluation has nothing to do with poverty, whether they hate it or hate it, it's nothing more than It’s just clouds and dust.”

At this time, Zhang Shao looked at Li Yu's back with a little envy.

It's nice not to care what other people think.

Soon, Lai Xinghui finished offering incense, turned around and walked out, looking at Li Yu calmly.

"Now that the incense has been served and the etiquette has been exhausted, let's talk about the purpose of this trip."

Li Yu looked at Lai Xinghui who was only one step away, and smiled slightly: "I would like to hear more about it."

Seeing that Li Yu didn't look scared at all, Lai Xinghui praised again.

"You are really good. At least there are not many young people who can stand in front of me and speak fluently."

"But I don't know if you are really capable, or if you are ignorant and fearless, let the old man take a look." Lai Xinghui looked at Li Yu calmly and said, "I was shocked to hear that the Taoist priest commented that there is no soul in Gouzi's paintings, and there is no painting skills. Without painting skills, it is useless to belittle it.”

"Although the dog is indeed not a talent, let me not learn Chinese painting, but to study some sketch tricks, strange skills, although I have gained a little in this way, but it is just a small way, and I can't get on the table."

Lai Xinghui slowly opened his eyes, the light shining from the old eyes made the people around him dare not approach.

"However, even if Gouzi's paintings are unworthy in the old man's opinion, not everyone can humiliate them. He has his own paintings and his own way of painting. Where is the face of the old man, and where is the face of our painting world."

Lai Xinghui pointed at Li Yu and said.

"You are not qualified to comment on my son's paintings."

(End of this chapter)