Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han's words first silenced the entire audience.

Then the pot exploded.

The first ones to bear the brunt are those who just made a fuss.

The old man with braids hanging from the back of his head and dressed in a Tang suit yelled angrily, "That's sheer nonsense!"

"It's just a layman's fooling around here!"

“If the bottle is less than half the bottle, what can you put it in?”

Those scoundrels kept attacking Wang Han.

Wang Han turned a deaf ear.

Look at these people like monkeys.

These people look like they are all educated people. The way the good educated people kneel down and lick the powerful people is no different from the monkeys in the circus.

Even more interesting than the circus monkeys.

Yue Jiaqi also looked at Wang Han angrily, and cursed countless Baobiaolong in her heart.

Xu Mengling glanced at Wang Han. Unlike Yue Jiaqi, she was not too angry at Wang Han's comments. Instead, she admired Wang Han for doing the opposite under such circumstances. Of.

Everyone said yes, but Wang Han said no.

This is like watching a movie. Trolls and people with ulterior motives are praising it in the comment area, causing many people to start to praise it. Even if they feel dull after watching it, but when others say yes, if he If you don't say it well, you will definitely be regarded as an alternative, and you can only look for the advantages of junk movies from various embarrassing angles and tout them together.

The last shitty movie was praised to the sky.

The situation is the same now. Although Xu Mengling's research on calligraphy and painting is not very deep, she still knows something about it. From a comprehensive aspect, this painting is not worthy of the praise of so many people, just because its author is Her grandfather.

These people are like bright mirrors in their hearts, and their flattery is just to kneel down and lick Yue Hongzhuo.

Treat a piece of rubbish painting as if it were a world-famous painting.

But at this time, Wang Han told the truth, which immediately aroused the anger of this group of people.

Xu Mengling looked at Wang Han and found that Wang Han was not angry.

In the current era, due to the garbage in the Internet environment, many people like to quarrel with others, so that they are much more violent in real life, which makes it easy for many people to quarrel with others in reality.

But when Xu Mengling looked at Wang Han, she found that Wang Han was not angry when so many people were criticizing him. Instead, he acted like an outsider watching the fun.

In addition to amusement, there was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

Eyes are the windows to the soul, and you can see a lot of things through your eyes. Wang Han's expression seemed to pity these people for giving up their dignity in order to lick the powerful scholars.

This made Xu Mengling gradually develop a lot of interest in Wang Han.

Wang Han watched the group of people quarreling quietly, blushing and having thick necks.

The old man with braids on the back of his head almost poked Wang Han's eye sockets with his fingers.

"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense! There's no point in it! It's just a joke! It's easy to laugh at! Do you know what calligraphy and painting are? Do you know what art is?"

Wang Han looked at the thin old man longingly, "I don't understand."

The skinny old man still pointed his finger at Wang Han, pointing with his fingertips, "I don't know why you are pretending to be a big-tailed wolf! You are talking nonsense and boasting in public! Didn't your parents teach you how to speak? At such a young age, Self-righteous and arrogant! Do you have any works? Are you from this circle?"

Wang Han laughed and said, "I have a bad tongue and can't lick. I'm afraid I won't be able to fit in with your circle!"

"you!"

The thin old man was choked by Wang Han. He raised his cane and was about to hit Wang Han.

Wang Han moved his head forward.

"Come on, come on, aim! Don't miss! Shoot here!"

The skinny old man knew that only those who could come here were capable and well-off people, so this blow would probably cause a series of chain reactions.

He snorted coldly, "You're just an ignorant layman! I hit you and dirty my cane!"

Wang Han laughed and said, "Come on, do a bunch of people have that need? They're all just pretending to be confused. They know all about their level of painting! Don't just brag, okay?"

The thin old man said angrily, "That's sheer nonsense! Who can't see that the painter of this calligraphy and painting has profound skills and powerful brushwork? This calligraphy is written with iron hooks and silver strokes, penetrating into the wood three-quarters, and the facial muscles and bones are just like this. This painting The artistic conception of the painting is hazy, the skills are strong, the lines are soft, and the colors are just right. The characters in the painting are lifelike! It can be called a masterpiece of the world! You are a layman, and one bottle is less than half a bottle! You are not ashamed to talk here! It only makes you smile!"

Others followed suit.

"That's right, with such charm, it can be called the best painting!"

"What is a layman talking about!"

clap clap clap!

Wang Han applauded.

"Okay, okay, I just have one question. If the author of this painting is not Yue Hongzhuo but me, how would you evaluate it?"

One sentence directly exposed everyone's background.

The thin old man sneered.

"Do you have this skill?"

Wang Han smiled shyly and said, "To be honest, the paintings I have made of people peeing on the snow are better than this one!"

"You!" The thin old man pointed at Wang Han again, his hair and beard bulging with anger.

Wang Han plucked his ears and said with a smile, "Calm down, stop licking. Lu Xun once said, lick the dog, lick the dog, lick until the end, and you will have nothing."

The thin old man was furious, "How could Lu Xun ever say such a thing! If you haven't read a book, don't embarrass yourself!"

"Hey! So, you have read the book? Since you have read the book, what about your scholarly character? Let the dog eat it? When you open and close your mouth to praise this painting, you feel that you are worthy of it. Is it worthy of being a scholar?

Get a few!

A group of flattering and flattering dogs who follow the trend and follow the trend, like ants with mutilated spines!

Throughout the ages, scholars! Set your heart for heaven and earth! Make a living for the people! Continuing the unique learning for the Holy Spirit! May peace be created for all eternity! You guys definitely can't do it, but you have to do something, right? Leave yourself a bit of a scholar's backbone, right? Do you all have them?

There is a hammer! "

The skinny old man's chest rose and fell as Wang Han was furiously exhaling.

The main reason most people get scolded is because the other person is right.

This is the case with skinny old people.

The faces of the few people present who had just held up the stinky feet also turned blue and white.

It was true that he was stripped of his pants and humiliated in public.

Everyone else was sizing up Wang Han.

This young man was like a thorn in the side from the moment he stepped into the gate of Yuejia, giving goose feathers and making people kneel down.

Now he does this again in public.

Although the people who were scolding had broken their guard, everyone knew in their hearts that the calligraphy and painting were garbage, and they felt disgusted by the way these people were praising their bad feet.

Wang Han did what they wanted to do but didn't dare to do.

I feel really happy in my heart.

Yue Jiahe glanced at someone, and that person immediately walked inside.

Xu Mengling looked at Wang Han and sighed in her heart that this man is really fierce.

If grandpa heard this, his lungs would explode with anger.

.....

Yue Hongzhuo was sleeping on a recliner, and the charming young woman was squeezing his shoulders.

"dad!"

Yue Wenjing walked in from outside.

"what happened?"

"There's something going on out there."

Yue Hongzhuo opened his mouth, and the charming young woman immediately handed over the teapot to give him water, "A fight started?"

"This is not."

"What's the matter?"

Yue Wenjing was a little unable to open his mouth, so he finally gritted his teeth and told the story again.

Yue Hongzhuo, who was drinking water, sat up from his seat.

The young woman was frightened, lowered her head, and her pair of fruit bobbed.

Yue Hongzhuo lay down again,

"Is there a lot of etiquette for crossing over? Hahaha! It's getting more and more interesting!"

"Dad, does this Wang Han have any magic powers? Jia Le and the others suddenly knelt down!"

Yue Hongzhuo waved his hand, "It's nothing to make a fuss about. Aren't there still a few people behind him? They must have done it!"

"Dad! There is one more thing I don't understand. Since the other nine paths in the world are willing to follow Wang Han, why do we still target Wang Han?"

Yue Hongzhuo smiled and said, "If it's a puddle of mud and can't hold up the wall, it's useless for anyone to help him. Why should we surrender to him! Isn't it good to make it big on our own? If it's not mud, after all, I After all, he is his elder, what’s wrong with being so arrogant? Doesn’t he have to be obedient?”

The Vietnamese tourist attraction nodded and went out in no hurry.

"Anything else?"

Yue Wenjing hesitated and said what happened just now.

Yue Hongzhuo was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Hahaha! This isn't about scolding Gu Hongzhang. This is referring to Sang scolding Huai and scolding me! It's interesting! Take the painting back, don't be embarrassed!"

"Aren't you going out yet, Dad?"

"Wait a minute."

...

The crutch in the hand of the skinny Gu Hongzhang pointed at Wang Han's nose, "Sharp-tongued! Slick-tongued! Disrespectful! No tutor!"

"Have you broken your defense and are you ready to rely on your old age?" Wang Han said with a smile.

Gu Hongzhang pointed at Wang Han and took a deep breath, "As an outsider who doesn't know the art, what do I have to do with you? Let's ignore this kind of person and continue to appreciate this unique painting!"

The core ones holding the smelly feet started to huddle together again to keep warm.

As they gathered around the painting, before they could say a few words, Yue Jiahe suddenly smiled apologetically.

"I'm really sorry! I just found out that this was a random drawing made by a child at home, using the old man's seal indiscriminately, and took it out for everyone to laugh at!"