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Chapter 154 Abstract Art? (45)
"Xiaoxin, your body is too weak. You can't do it at the beginning. How can a man say no?" Lin Xiao said with a smirk.

"Brother, your metaphor is too much." Xie Xin said dumbfounded.

"Okay, I'll show you today what abstract art is." Lin Xiao stopped teasing him, but said.

"Brother, hurry up and draw, I really can't stand it anymore." Xie Xin said with a bitter face.

At this time, Yu Qing and Wang Xuemei just came back from the outside, and they were all curious when they saw the scene where Xie Xin was carrying Lin Xiao.

"What are they two doing?" Yu Qing asked Concubine Chu curiously.

Concubine Chu smiled and replied, "Let's draw, Lin Xiao said that he wanted to show Xiaoxin what abstract art is."

Wang Xuemei was delighted: "Lin Xiao still understands abstract art?"

"Anyway, that's what he said." Chu Fei'er covered her mouth and said with a smile.

"Lin Xiao, if you want to draw, draw quickly, don't make excuses to bully our Xiaoxin." Yu Qing joked with a smile.

"That's right, look, Xiaoxin's face is blushing, and his whole body is trembling." Wang Xuemei also echoed.

Lin Xiao didn't take it seriously, isn't that what he wanted?
Under the curious eyes of all the sisters, Lin Xiao finally started to paint. He didn't deliberately draw anything, but completely let Xie Xin shake. The brushstrokes were on the canvas, and he freely graffitied with Xie Xin's shaking.

"What is this painting?" Yu Qing was confused.

"Abstract art painting?" Wang Xuemei asked uncertainly.

"I guess so?" Concubine Chu also looked blank.

On the other side, Lin Xiao sat on Xie Xin's shoulder and let Xie Xin shake it. He was very free and easy, aimlessly, and drew chaotic circles on the canvas with Xie Xin's shaking.

"Do you think it really looks like that?" Yu Qing looked at Lin Xiao's freehand look, and felt an indescribable taste for some reason.

"Yeah, although it looks like the painting is messy, why do you feel that he is really a painter when you look at him like this."

"But didn't he say before that he didn't understand abstract art? Why are you playing this trick again now?"

In fact, how does Lin Xiao really understand abstract art? The reason why he did this is entirely because in that fragmented dream, Lin Xiao was impressed by a piece of news, an abstract painting called "Blackboard" , like an abstract painting that was randomly graffitied, it actually set a transaction price of more than 7000 million U.S. dollars.

Lin Xiao was quite impressed with this matter, so he remembered very clearly that the painting "Blackboard" was drawn by a master of abstract painting sitting on the shoulder of a friend as he swayed.

Although he couldn't understand it at all, and he didn't understand where this abstract art is art, but he felt that this feeling was especially suitable for pretending to be 13, so he took it out and tried it, not to mention, it really felt quite good .

Anyway, Lin Xiao is very freehand.

Gradually, Xie Xin trembled more and more, and Lin Xiao's brushstrokes became more messy and swift.

"Brother, are you alright? I, I'm dying soon."

"Okay!" Lin Xiao didn't continue to tease Xie Xin this time, but threw the brush aside, and then jumped off Xie Xin's shoulder.

After clapping his hands, Lin Xiao began to look at the picture he drew after imitating the "blackboard" in his dream.

To be honest, Lin Xiao didn't even understand what the hell he drew.

After Xie Xin came down from Lin Xiao, he slumped on the ground exhausted.

Then he raised his head curiously to see what kind of painting Lin Xiao had drawn after working so hard for so long. As a result, after seeing the painting drawn by Lin Xiao, Xie Xin felt bad all over.

"Brother, are you playing with me? This is abstract art? Why can't I see where the art is in this painting?" Xie Xin looked at Lin Xiao resentfully and said.

"Ahem, don't you understand? It's fine if you don't understand. What is abstract art? It's something that only a small group of people can understand. If you can understand it, is it still called abstract art?" Lin Xiao opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"No, Lin Xiao, what exactly is this painting of yours?" Yu Qing looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say.

"To draw this kind of painting, you need to make so many things. It seems to make Xiaoxin tired. Why do I think that your painting is not as good as the graffiti of elementary school students given by the director?" Wang Xuemei also said angrily.

Seeing a group of people looking at him with the same hatred, Lin Xiao couldn't help but patted his head. To be honest, he felt the same way.

Sure enough, chickens and ducks are talking, this round of pretending to be aggressive is definitely a failure.

However, despite this, it is not that we lose if we lose.

"You don't understand this, right? This is called abstract art." Lin Xiaogang was about to continue talking nonsense, but he saw his sisters looking at him unkindly, with a hint of sarcasm, as if saying, make up, continue Ed.

Well, Lin Xiao also admitted that he couldn't make it up anymore.

"Well, I can't understand it, but it's not important." Lin Xiao forcefully explained, but it didn't help.

The sisters still looked at Lin Xiao like a fool.

At this moment, a voice came suddenly.

"Unbelievable!"

Everyone looked for the owner of the voice with puzzled faces, only to find that the person who said this was the white-haired foreigner who had come to see the painting before.

At this moment, the gray-haired old man stared straight at Lin Xiao's incomprehensible graffiti with the eyes of a pervert seeing a beautiful woman.

There was also a series of exclamations on the side.

Concubine Chu was dumbfounded, Yu Qing was dumbfounded, Wang Xuemei was stunned, Xie Xin looked puzzled, and Lin Xiao himself was even more puzzled.

what's the situation?
Lin Xiao, Concubine Chu, Yu Qing, Wang Xuemei, Xie Xin and the others all turned to look at the director Zhu Fang in a tacit understanding at this time.

Everyone subconsciously felt that this foreigner was entrusted by the program group?

Zhu Fang also seemed to be able to read everyone's eyes, waved her hands repeatedly and said, "We didn't find this person."

But at this moment, the white-haired foreigner was standing in front of the painting that Lin Xiao just pretended to fail, looking seriously intoxicated, as if what he was looking at was not Lin Xiao's graffiti, but a celebrity's art The product is average.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's a fake, otherwise, it's definitely an Oscar-winning actor-level acting.

No, Lin Xiao himself felt that there were ten thousand alpacas galloping past, so who the hell can tell me what's going on?
And the others looked like they had seen hell.

"Could it be that this is really abstract art?"

"This blind cat met a dead mouse?"

"Brother, do you really understand abstract art?"

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Then I saw the old man, who turned around with a red face and spoke a series of extremely fast words to Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao's English level can only be said to be very average, and he didn't understand a word. He looked at the old man who was drooling there with a confused expression.

(End of this chapter)