I'm not dog licking

Chapter 77 Li Zeran is heartbroken.Shameless Qin Shou.Everyone hit me hard with recommendation tickets, okay?
"My God, who is the master of this "Hundred Dogs Picture"? This painting is too vivid, too realistic!"

"Yeah yeah, the collie and the teacup chihuahua pictured above are exactly the same as the two my daughter has. If it wasn't for knowing that the camera couldn't capture the color, I would even suspect that it was a direct use of the camera. It’s so similar to what was photographed!”

All the people present, including Yang Enhua and that Professor Liu, crowded in front of a painting of all kinds of lifelike puppies, pointing and talking, and their voices were full of admiration from the heart Voice.

Kong Linghui hurriedly squeezed away the crowd, leaned closer to the "Picture of Hundred Dogs" and took a closer look, he couldn't help his eyes lit up immediately, and he couldn't help but sincerely praised: "Good! Good! Good! Those who can draw this painting will be the masters of calligraphy and painting in the future. Certainly limitless.”

After finishing speaking, Kong Linghui changed the subject again, and said in a serious tone: "Although the brushwork is a little green for the time being, and I can't draw those paintings that are too grand, but the brushwork is free and easy, and the painting style is eclectic, which is just the most suitable for painting this kind of full-bodied painting. A youthful painting! Whose work is this painting? If you have the heart, you might as well pay homage to this old man. It can be as short as one year or as long as three years. This old man will definitely make your calligraphy and painting skills improve by leaps and bounds, far better than today."

Whoa!
As soon as Kong Linghui said this, everyone present could not help but gasp.

Of course they knew that the painting was very good, but they never expected it to be so good.

It turned out to be so good that Kong Linghui, a master of traditional Chinese studies who has always been above the top, even moved the idea of ​​​​receiving an apprentice.

You know, looking at the entire nine counties and six districts of Shangdu, there are thousands if not ten thousand literati, but as far as they know, there seems to be no one who can make this master of Chinese studies say three good words in a row.

Although the vast majority of people present didn't like Kong Linghui's temperament, they all admired and admired his knowledge and talent. Now that Kong Linghui said so, of course they looked at this painting more and more. It was pleasing to the eye, so someone started bidding immediately.

Wang Qiang, who once served as the deputy head of the Yellow River District in Shangdu, immediately offered a price: "Who is the author of this painting? I am willing to pay 10 yuan for this painting, how about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Dali, the president of Jintang International Real Estate Company, rushed to bid and said, "I'll offer 20 yuan, and the payment can be made on the spot."

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Although Li Zeran hadn't seen Jin Mingyu's exhibited works in advance, he was able to confirm at a glance that this painting must have come from his goddess Jin Mingyu.

After all, he has seen other works painted by Jin Mingyu. His eldest son Li is not a second-generation ancestor like Sun Wei. Although he is not proficient in calligraphy and painting, he can still recognize whether it is written by the same person. .

Originally he was still resentful of Kong Linghui's public reprimand, and even planned to retaliate against Kong Linghui afterwards, but now that he heard Kong Linghui praise his goddess Jin Mingyu in public, the resentment just now disappeared.

"Hi, Mr. Kong, thank you! Thank you so much, student Jin Mingyu, I am willing to learn painting with you, and I will never let you down..."

Jin Mingyu's little face was as red as a small apple because she was so excited. Her sparkling, watery eyes were bent into crescent moons when she smiled. She couldn't bring out her original sharp tongue, and she just kept working hard. He thanked and bowed to Kong Linghui repeatedly.

If this kind of praise is said by others, Miss Jin probably wouldn't even bother to give it a smile. After all, she has heard too many words like this since she was a child. Almost heard the cocoon.

But today's words came from Kong Linghui, the only master of Chinese studies in Shangdu, a real master of calligraphy and painting, so it's completely different.

However, when Kong Linghui heard Jin Mingyu's name, he immediately raised his white eyebrows, his face darkened, and the amiability just now disappeared, and he said sharply, "Oh, you are Jin Mingyu?"

Seeing Kong Linghui's situation, Li Zeran's heart skipped a beat, and he murmured inwardly that it's not good. Just as he was about to make a joke, he heard that Jin Mingyu didn't understand, so he said, "Yeah, the student is Jin Mingyu, what's the teacher's advice?"

Qin Shou looked at Li Zeran, who was nervous and sweating constantly, and then at Kong Linghui, who looked extremely serious. As if he had expected something, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, ready to enjoy a big show.

Kong Linghui snorted coldly, and asked with a stern face, "I'm asking you, do you know that Li Zeran secretly helped you bribe the judges? You must tell the truth, otherwise, if the old man finds out later, don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

Yang Enhua's face turned dark, and he almost couldn't hold back and rushed forward to cover Kong Linghui's smelly mouth.

Everyone present had different expressions when they heard this. Some were shocked, some were disdainful, some sighed and shook their heads, some were confused...

Li Zeran's face turned pale, and his heart even stopped beating.

Of course, Mr. Li doesn't care what Kong Linghui thinks of him, he doesn't even care much about what everyone present thinks of him, but he knows the temperament of his goddess Jin Mingyu very well. Raging rage.

Sure enough, Jin Mingyu was stunned when he heard this, then turned his head and glared at Li Zeran fiercely, and said angrily, "Who told you to do this? Good is good, and bad is bad. Why do you have to make up your own mind for me? Who are you to me, why do you dare to do this? Listen to me, from now on, I don't want to see you again, I hope you can take care of yourself, don't always pester me brazenly, thank you. "

After saying that, Jin Mingyu turned to look at Kong Linghui again, bowed deeply, and said crisply: "Teacher, the student does not know about this matter, otherwise he would never be allowed to do such a shameless thing. Please be aware of it, teacher."

Li Zeran staggered, if Yang Enhua hadn't helped him immediately, he would have been limp on the ground, his handsome face kept convulsing and twisting, not to mention how creepy he looked.

When Qin Shou saw this, it suddenly dawned on him that if this kind of thing happened to someone else, Qin Shou might feel sympathetic, but when it happened to a bastard like Li Zeran, Qin Shou could only gloat.

Everyone present was an experienced person, and when it came to emotional experience, none of them had ten or a hundred times more experience than the young people. Seeing this situation, they all looked at Mr. Li with half sympathy and half contempt.

"Haha...Okay, very good. As a teacher, I believe that with your talent and innocent girlish nature, you shouldn't do such shameless acts."

"Remember, both ability and morality are combined. Virtue comes first and talent comes later. There is nothing wrong with being a human being without talent, but if you don't have virtue, you are not worthy of being a human being. The exhibition will end later. You hold a simple ceremony to officially accept you as a disciple."

Kong Linghui felt very relieved, and tightly held Jin Mingyu's little hands, his eyes were full of relief that the elders loved the younger ones.

Seeing this, everyone at the scene congratulated the master and apprentice in advance, but Yang Enhua's face became more and more ugly.

Li Zeran was even more angry and sad, standing there trembling, as if he was about to go crazy at any moment.

Qin Shou looked around and finally found his work in the corner of the last row of exhibition stands.

At the same time, Jin Mingyu cast a provocative look at Qin Shou without knowing why.

Qin Shou gritted his teeth, and said in his heart that this is not my pretense, who made you blind, it seems that I can only do it myself.

Thinking of this, Qin Shou rushed directly to his painting with a cheeky face, and shouted shamelessly in a very exaggerated voice that could be heard by everyone in the hall: "My God, how can there be such a painting in the world? There are such good works! Immortal works, come and see them, you will lose ten years of life if you don’t watch them.”

(End of this chapter)