From early morning to noon.
Zheng Zhongshan stood there hesitating for a long time, then finally pulled back his feet, closed the door again, shook his head and looked at everyone, "Old Lin, no one is allowed to disturb."
"Go, call an ambulance, wait until Lao Lin's painting is completed, and make sure nothing happens to Lao Lin." Zheng Zhongshan ordered.
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
Everyone was already numb.
At this moment, everyone entered the studio with heavy steps and breath.
Zheng Zhongshan couldn't wait any longer. When his eyes came into contact with the scroll, his pupils shrank sharply and his breathing began to quicken.
national treasure!
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
"What's wrong with Mr. Zheng? Did something happen?" The leader was still unwilling to give up. He wanted to ask what was going on. If anything happened, he would be happy to help.
Zheng Zhongshan began to worry, "Old Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can he survive this?"
"President, President, Master Lin is gone."
3pm.
Everyone couldn't hold it any longer.
Zheng Zhongshan had no time to pay attention to this, so he waved his hand and said, "Tell them to go back quickly. The association will not accept any visits until Lao Lin is finished."
Zheng Zhongshan couldn't wait any longer. When his eyes came into contact with the scroll, his pupils shrank sharply and his breathing began to quicken.
Tao Shigang was also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do? We have to go in, but what if..."
But before these people could talk for long, an association member came directly.
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
These leaders have a high status and were directly rejected. I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dares to do this.
Zheng Zhongshan couldn't wait any longer. When his eyes came into contact with the scroll, his pupils shrank sharply and his breathing began to quicken.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
Zheng Zhongshan, "I know this. Lao Lin has been painting for such a long time, which is enough to show that the difficulty of this painting is definitely not comparable to the previous works. But if something happens to Lao Lin because of this, I This makes me feel uneasy."
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
However, there was nothing he could do.
Tao Shigang was silent for a moment, "Why don't you wait a little longer? If it's not ready yet, ask Lao Lin to stop painting. The work is secondary, and the talent is the most important."
Creak!
The entrance of the association.
Shocking!
But when you look carefully, you find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.
Shocking!
Shocking!
Lao Zheng nodded, "Well, that's the only way."
Priceless!
Zheng Zhongshan stood there hesitating for a long time, then finally pulled back his feet, closed the door again, shook his head and looked at everyone, "Old Lin, no one is allowed to disturb."
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
The door was pushed open gently, Lao Zheng moved lightly, not daring to disturb Lao Lin.
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
The best in history!
At this moment, everyone entered the studio with heavy steps and breath.
3pm.
This is a stunning work!
How on earth can I bear this kind of long time painting
"The top master of our association is painting. President Zheng doesn't have time to receive you, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him," the member said.
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
Lin Fan still didn't stop, and he didn't drink a sip of water for such a long time. How could he possibly be able to hold on
The morning of the third day.
From early morning to noon.
The morning of the third day.
The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association. He expressed curiosity and wondered what happened. Why was the door of the Chinese Painting Association closed? This was not the case before.
Everyone was already numb.
…
The leader was a little dumbfounded. What happened? Can't you just go in and take a look
"I'll go in." Lao Zheng didn't think about it anymore. He couldn't let Lao Lin continue painting without something really happening in the end.
When these leaders heard this, they were stunned, as if they didn't react. If someone else had said this, they would have been angry, but it was Mr. Zheng who said this, so they naturally did not dare to resist.
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
If he hadn't possessed the martial arts knowledge classification, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now, and he might have fainted long ago.
From early morning to noon.
"I'm sorry, leaders. Our president is busy and the association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."
After all, there has been such a situation in history. When the painting was completed, a work of painstaking efforts died suddenly. According to the saying, all the energy and energy were invested in the painting, and the body relaxed at the moment the work was completed. , a complete collapse.
But when you look carefully, you find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.
Creak!
Creak!
This is an impossible painting.
national treasure!
inside the house.
This is an impossible painting.
Can be called:
The door was pushed open gently, Lao Zheng moved lightly, not daring to disturb Lao Lin.
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
Can be called:
They have reached their limit. One day and one night is easy to talk about, but two days and two nights have already made people collapse.
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
"This this… "
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
This is an impossible painting.
"Master Lin is no longer here."
But as soon as his front foot stepped in, Lao Zheng stopped moving.
Everyone was already numb.
"I'll go in." Lao Zheng didn't think about it anymore. He couldn't let Lao Lin continue painting without something really happening in the end.
Lao Zheng nodded, "Well, that's the only way."
The ambulance has arrived.
"Old Zheng, don't disturb me, I'm fine." After Lin Fan spoke, he didn't say another word, but focused on the scroll.
3pm.
They have reached their limit. One day and one night is easy to talk about, but two days and two nights have already made people collapse.
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
The ambulance has arrived.
"Master Lin is no longer here."
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
Zheng Zhongshan stood there hesitating for a long time, then finally pulled back his feet, closed the door again, shook his head and looked at everyone, "Old Lin, no one is allowed to disturb."
"No, Lao Wang was too excited and had a heart attack. Where is the doctor?"
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
The best in history!
The leader was overjoyed when he heard this, "Comrade, if this is the case, why not let us in? We are also very interested in Chinese painting, so we can take a look at it."
If someone else had said these words, it would definitely not work, but he knew who the president was, so he didn't say anything more and went directly to inform the other party to leave.
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
"Go, call an ambulance, wait until Lao Lin's painting is completed, and make sure nothing happens to Lao Lin." Zheng Zhongshan ordered.
Priceless!
"President, President, Master Lin is gone."
Zheng Zhongshan swallowed. Everyone was waiting. This was the first time they felt so solemn.
But before these people could talk for long, an association member came directly.
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
Everyone wants to know what this painting is like and how amazing it is.
I do not know how long it has been.
At this moment, a member leaned towards Zheng Zhongshan’s ear.
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
"Don't worry, Lao Lin must have finished painting and left. Why are we all asleep?"
Zheng Zhongshan had no time to pay attention to this, so he waved his hand and said, "Tell them to go back quickly. The association will not accept any visits until Lao Lin is finished."
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
And for doctors and nurses, it’s too fake to think that they can have a heart attack even if they look at a painting.
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
"This this… "
That painting lay there quietly, but it was full of infinite attraction to everyone.
Everyone wants to know what this painting is like and how amazing it is.
"This this… "
How on earth can I bear this kind of long time painting
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
Everyone couldn't hold it any longer.
At this moment, a member leaned towards Zheng Zhongshan’s ear.
If someone else had said these words, it would definitely not work, but he knew who the president was, so he didn't say anything more and went directly to inform the other party to leave.
Zheng Zhongshan stood there hesitating for a long time, then finally pulled back his feet, closed the door again, shook his head and looked at everyone, "Old Lin, no one is allowed to disturb."
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
Tao Shigang was also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do? We have to go in, but what if..."
Zheng Zhongshan, "I know this. Lao Lin has been painting for such a long time, which is enough to show that the difficulty of this painting is definitely not comparable to the previous works. But if something happens to Lao Lin because of this, I This makes me feel uneasy."
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
Priceless!
"This this… "
The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association. He expressed curiosity and wondered what happened. Why was the door of the Chinese Painting Association closed? This was not the case before.
Zheng Zhongshan had no time to pay attention to this, so he waved his hand and said, "Tell them to go back quickly. The association will not accept any visits until Lao Lin is finished."
The leader was overjoyed when he heard this, "Comrade, if this is the case, why not let us in? We are also very interested in Chinese painting, so we can take a look at it."
Creak!
The leader was a little dumbfounded. What happened? Can't you just go in and take a look
Suddenly, Zheng Zhongshan covered his heart with one hand and felt his heart beating very fast.
These leaders have a high status and were directly rejected. I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dares to do this.
"I'm sorry, leaders. Our president is busy and the association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."
And for doctors and nurses, it’s too fake to think that they can have a heart attack even if they look at a painting.
Divine painting!
If someone else had said these words, it would definitely not work, but he knew who the president was, so he didn't say anything more and went directly to inform the other party to leave.
I do not know how long it has been.
But as soon as his front foot stepped in, Lao Zheng stopped moving.
The best in history!
Zheng Zhongshan, "I know this. Lao Lin has been painting for such a long time, which is enough to show that the difficulty of this painting is definitely not comparable to the previous works. But if something happens to Lao Lin because of this, I This makes me feel uneasy."
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
But before these people could talk for long, an association member came directly.
The entrance of the association.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
If someone else had said these words, it would definitely not work, but he knew who the president was, so he didn't say anything more and went directly to inform the other party to leave.
At this moment, a member leaned towards Zheng Zhongshan’s ear.
That painting lay there quietly, but it was full of infinite attraction to everyone.
Several black government cars were parked there.
"President, President, Master Lin is gone."
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
But when you look carefully, you find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.
Zheng Zhongshan had no time to pay attention to this, so he waved his hand and said, "Tell them to go back quickly. The association will not accept any visits until Lao Lin is finished."
Tao Shigang was also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do? We have to go in, but what if..."
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association. He expressed curiosity and wondered what happened. Why was the door of the Chinese Painting Association closed? This was not the case before.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
Another night.
Zheng Zhongshan had no time to pay attention to this, so he waved his hand and said, "Tell them to go back quickly. The association will not accept any visits until Lao Lin is finished."
I do not know how long it has been.
Zheng Zhongshan began to worry, "Old Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can he survive this?"
The leader was overjoyed when he heard this, "Comrade, if this is the case, why not let us in? We are also very interested in Chinese painting, so we can take a look at it."
One of the leaders smiled and said: "Chinese painting is the quintessence of our country. Although this visit is not an important thing, we can meet the old leader."
3pm.
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
And for doctors and nurses, it’s too fake to think that they can have a heart attack even if they look at a painting.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
Some people woke up faintly. They thought that Master Lin was still painting.
Priceless!
The entrance of the association.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
But before these people could talk for long, an association member came directly.
Creak!
From early morning to noon.
From early morning to noon.
"I'm sorry, leaders. Our president is busy and the association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."
If he hadn't possessed the martial arts knowledge classification, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now, and he might have fainted long ago.
Everyone wants to know what this painting is like and how amazing it is.
The best in history!
These leaders have a high status and were directly rejected. I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dares to do this.
…
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
Creak!
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
In front of the studio.
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
national treasure!
When these leaders heard this, they were stunned, as if they didn't react. If someone else had said this, they would have been angry, but it was Mr. Zheng who said this, so they naturally did not dare to resist.
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
Tao Shigang was also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do? We have to go in, but what if..."
"Old Zheng, don't disturb me, I'm fine." After Lin Fan spoke, he didn't say another word, but focused on the scroll.
Lin Fan still didn't stop, and he didn't drink a sip of water for such a long time. How could he possibly be able to hold on
Zheng Zhongshan began to worry, "Old Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can he survive this?"
"I'm sorry, leaders. Our president is busy and the association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."
"What's wrong with Mr. Zheng? Did something happen?" The leader was still unwilling to give up. He wanted to ask what was going on. If anything happened, he would be happy to help.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
In an instant, their endurance had improved a lot during this period, but when they saw the painting in front of them, they knew that they had thought too much.
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
The ambulance originally called for Master Lin turned out to be for them.
Suddenly, an exclamation came.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
Shocking!
This is an impossible painting.
"The top master of our association is painting. President Zheng doesn't have time to receive you, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him," the member said.
The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association. He expressed curiosity and wondered what happened. Why was the door of the Chinese Painting Association closed? This was not the case before.
Lao Zheng nodded, "Well, that's the only way."
The door was pushed open gently, Lao Zheng moved lightly, not daring to disturb Lao Lin.
…
The leader was overjoyed when he heard this, "Comrade, if this is the case, why not let us in? We are also very interested in Chinese painting, so we can take a look at it."
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
Creak!
Priceless!
If ordinary people were painting, this would naturally be no problem, but now this is Master Lin's painting, and the situation is very serious. If these people are put in, the president will blame him, and he will be unlucky, and then directly refused.
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
Priceless!
Suddenly, Zheng Zhongshan covered his heart with one hand and felt his heart beating very fast.
…
The best in history!
The leader was a little dumbfounded. What happened? Can't you just go in and take a look
The door was pushed open gently, Lao Zheng moved lightly, not daring to disturb Lao Lin.
"I'm sorry, leaders. The president has spoken and no one outside the association will be allowed to enter today." Association members said seriously.
The best in history!
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
The ambulance originally called for Master Lin turned out to be for them.
One of the leaders smiled and said: "Chinese painting is the quintessence of our country. Although this visit is not an important thing, we can meet the old leader."
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
The leader was a little dumbfounded. What happened? Can't you just go in and take a look
"Master Lin is no longer here."
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
However, there was nothing he could do.
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
The ambulance has arrived.
From early morning to noon.
Lao Zheng nodded, "Well, that's the only way."
And for doctors and nurses, it’s too fake to think that they can have a heart attack even if they look at a painting.
…
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
But when you look carefully, you find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.
In front of the studio.
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
"Master Lin is no longer here."
After all, there has been such a situation in history. When the painting was completed, a work of painstaking efforts died suddenly. According to the saying, all the energy and energy were invested in the painting, and the body relaxed at the moment the work was completed. , a complete collapse.
Zheng Zhongshan, "I know this. Lao Lin has been painting for such a long time, which is enough to show that the difficulty of this painting is definitely not comparable to the previous works. But if something happens to Lao Lin because of this, I This makes me feel uneasy."
One of the leaders smiled and said: "Chinese painting is the quintessence of our country. Although this visit is not an important thing, we can meet the old leader."
Zheng Zhongshan swallowed. Everyone was waiting. This was the first time they felt so solemn.
But before these people could talk for long, an association member came directly.
At this moment, a member leaned towards Zheng Zhongshan’s ear.
They have reached their limit. One day and one night is easy to talk about, but two days and two nights have already made people collapse.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
"Don't worry, Lao Lin must have finished painting and left. Why are we all asleep?"
The ambulance has arrived.
From early morning to noon.
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
This is an impossible painting.
"I'm sorry, leaders. Our president is busy and the association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."
However, there was nothing he could do.
That painting lay there quietly, but it was full of infinite attraction to everyone.
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
"Master Lin is no longer here."
Lin Fan still didn't stop, and he didn't drink a sip of water for such a long time. How could he possibly be able to hold on
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
After all, there has been such a situation in history. When the painting was completed, a work of painstaking efforts died suddenly. According to the saying, all the energy and energy were invested in the painting, and the body relaxed at the moment the work was completed. , a complete collapse.
But as soon as his front foot stepped in, Lao Zheng stopped moving.
That painting lay there quietly, but it was full of infinite attraction to everyone.
After all, there has been such a situation in history. When the painting was completed, a work of painstaking efforts died suddenly. According to the saying, all the energy and energy were invested in the painting, and the body relaxed at the moment the work was completed. , a complete collapse.
inside the house.
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
Some people woke up faintly. They thought that Master Lin was still painting.
When these leaders heard this, they were stunned, as if they didn't react. If someone else had said this, they would have been angry, but it was Mr. Zheng who said this, so they naturally did not dare to resist.
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
"President, President, Master Lin is gone."
But when you look carefully, you find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.
The ambulance has arrived.
Shocking!
Everyone was already numb.
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
However, there was nothing he could do.
I do not know how long it has been.
Can be called:
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
"No, Lao Wang was too excited and had a heart attack. Where is the doctor?"
Can be called:
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
If he hadn't possessed the martial arts knowledge classification, he wouldn't have been able to hold on until now, and he might have fainted long ago.
"No, Lao Wang was too excited and had a heart attack. Where is the doctor?"
And for doctors and nurses, it’s too fake to think that they can have a heart attack even if they look at a painting.
At first glance, there is only one feeling.
Another night.
Some people woke up faintly. They thought that Master Lin was still painting.
Some people woke up faintly. They thought that Master Lin was still painting.
He left here without waking them up.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
Everyone couldn't hold it any longer.
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
The ambulance has arrived.
Everyone couldn't hold it any longer.
From early morning to noon.
The leader was overjoyed when he heard this, "Comrade, if this is the case, why not let us in? We are also very interested in Chinese painting, so we can take a look at it."
He left here without waking them up.
…
"Go, call an ambulance, wait until Lao Lin's painting is completed, and make sure nothing happens to Lao Lin." Zheng Zhongshan ordered.
Creak!
They have reached their limit. One day and one night is easy to talk about, but two days and two nights have already made people collapse.
Tao Shigang was also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do? We have to go in, but what if..."
However, there was nothing he could do.
"This this… "
Shocking!
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
The morning of the third day.
Creak!
This is a stunning work!
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
At this moment, a member leaned towards Zheng Zhongshan’s ear.
"Master Lin is no longer here."
One of the leaders smiled and said: "Chinese painting is the quintessence of our country. Although this visit is not an important thing, we can meet the old leader."
Creak!
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
Suddenly, Zheng Zhongshan covered his heart with one hand and felt his heart beating very fast.
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
inside the house.
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
Lin Fan still didn't stop, and he didn't drink a sip of water for such a long time. How could he possibly be able to hold on
At this moment, everyone entered the studio with heavy steps and breath.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
"I'm sorry, leaders. The president has spoken and no one outside the association will be allowed to enter today." Association members said seriously.
Everyone wants to know what this painting is like and how amazing it is.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
He left here without waking them up.
At this moment, everyone entered the studio with heavy steps and breath.
And for doctors and nurses, it’s too fake to think that they can have a heart attack even if they look at a painting.
"Don't worry, Lao Lin must have finished painting and left. Why are we all asleep?"
When Zheng Zhongshan and others woke up and found that Lin Fan had disappeared, they panicked briefly.
Several black government cars were parked there.
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
"No, Lao Wang was too excited and had a heart attack. Where is the doctor?"
Lin Fan still didn't stop, and he didn't drink a sip of water for such a long time. How could he possibly be able to hold on
But as soon as his front foot stepped in, Lao Zheng stopped moving.
Another night.
That painting lay there quietly, but it was full of infinite attraction to everyone.
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
I do not know how long it has been.
"President, President, Master Lin is gone."
"What's wrong with Mr. Zheng? Did something happen?" The leader was still unwilling to give up. He wanted to ask what was going on. If anything happened, he would be happy to help.
Some people woke up faintly. They thought that Master Lin was still painting.
Another night.
These leaders have a high status and were directly rejected. I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dares to do this.
"I'm sorry, leaders. The president has spoken and no one outside the association will be allowed to enter today." Association members said seriously.
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
The door was pushed open gently, Lao Zheng moved lightly, not daring to disturb Lao Lin.
This is a stunning work!
He left here without waking them up.
"The top master of our association is painting. President Zheng doesn't have time to receive you, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him," the member said.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
This is an impossible painting.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
"Master Lin is no longer here."
If ordinary people were painting, this would naturally be no problem, but now this is Master Lin's painting, and the situation is very serious. If these people are put in, the president will blame him, and he will be unlucky, and then directly refused.
Divine painting!
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
"President, President, Master Lin is gone."
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
"This this… "
This is an impossible painting.
He left here without waking them up.
The leader was overjoyed when he heard this, "Comrade, if this is the case, why not let us in? We are also very interested in Chinese painting, so we can take a look at it."
He left here without waking them up.
When Zheng Zhongshan and others woke up and found that Lin Fan had disappeared, they panicked briefly.
Lin Fan was a little tired. When he saw all the people sitting on the ground sleeping outside, he couldn't help but smile. He was very hungry now and needed to eat.
The ambulance originally called for Master Lin turned out to be for them.
Zheng Zhongshan, "I know this. Lao Lin has been painting for such a long time, which is enough to show that the difficulty of this painting is definitely not comparable to the previous works. But if something happens to Lao Lin because of this, I This makes me feel uneasy."
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
"Don't worry, Lao Lin must have finished painting and left. Why are we all asleep?"
"Old Zheng, don't disturb me, I'm fine." After Lin Fan spoke, he didn't say another word, but focused on the scroll.
inside the house.
"This this… "
In front of the studio.
In front of the studio.
The ambulance originally called for Master Lin turned out to be for them.
But when he saw the ambulance, he smiled. What was he doing? Could it be that he was afraid that he would die suddenly
"I'm too tired and can't hold on any longer."
"I'm sorry, leaders. The president has spoken and no one outside the association will be allowed to enter today." Association members said seriously.
From early morning to noon.
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
Lin Fan was still painting with concentration, not daring to be careless.
"I'm sorry, leaders. Our president is busy and the association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
Several black government cars were parked there.
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
3pm.
inside the house.
Lin Fan still didn't stop, and he didn't drink a sip of water for such a long time. How could he possibly be able to hold on
When Zheng Zhongshan and others woke up and found that Lin Fan had disappeared, they panicked briefly.
But before these people could talk for long, an association member came directly.
Zheng Zhongshan began to worry, "Old Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can he survive this?"
At this moment, everyone entered the studio with heavy steps and breath.
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
Another night.
But as soon as his front foot stepped in, Lao Zheng stopped moving.
That painting lay there quietly, but it was full of infinite attraction to everyone.
"The top master of our association is painting. President Zheng doesn't have time to receive you, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him," the member said.
From early morning to noon.
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
From early morning to noon.
"Old Zheng, don't disturb me, I'm fine." After Lin Fan spoke, he didn't say another word, but focused on the scroll.
…
Everyone wants to know what this painting is like and how amazing it is.
The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association. He expressed curiosity and wondered what happened. Why was the door of the Chinese Painting Association closed? This was not the case before.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
Zheng Zhongshan couldn't wait any longer. When his eyes came into contact with the scroll, his pupils shrank sharply and his breathing began to quicken.
Zheng Zhongshan began to worry, "Old Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can he survive this?"
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
"I'm sorry, leaders. Our president is busy and the association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
"This this… "
The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association. He expressed curiosity and wondered what happened. Why was the door of the Chinese Painting Association closed? This was not the case before.
At this moment, a member leaned towards Zheng Zhongshan’s ear.
The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association. He expressed curiosity and wondered what happened. Why was the door of the Chinese Painting Association closed? This was not the case before.
They have reached their limit. One day and one night is easy to talk about, but two days and two nights have already made people collapse.
Suddenly, Zheng Zhongshan covered his heart with one hand and felt his heart beating very fast.
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
Zheng Zhongshan began to worry, "Old Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can he survive this?"
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
inside the house.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
At first glance, there is only one feeling.
Tao Shigang was also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do? We have to go in, but what if..."
"Don't worry, Lao Lin must have finished painting and left. Why are we all asleep?"
However, there was nothing he could do.
Shocking!
"Yes, it would be great if we could get that old leader's pen and ink to hang in his home and treasure it."
"Don't worry, Lao Lin must have finished painting and left. Why are we all asleep?"
If someone else had said these words, it would definitely not work, but he knew who the president was, so he didn't say anything more and went directly to inform the other party to leave.
This is an impossible painting.
In an instant, their endurance had improved a lot during this period, but when they saw the painting in front of them, they knew that they had thought too much.
But when you look carefully, you find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
"What's wrong with Mr. Zheng? Did something happen?" The leader was still unwilling to give up. He wanted to ask what was going on. If anything happened, he would be happy to help.
This is a stunning work!
The doctors and nurses are all waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they don't know what the situation is, they stay there honestly.
But when they saw no one inside, they panicked.
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
"Old Zheng, don't disturb me, I'm fine." After Lin Fan spoke, he didn't say another word, but focused on the scroll.
Zheng Zhongshan began to worry, "Old Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can he survive this?"
national treasure!
"I'm sorry, leaders. The president has spoken and no one outside the association will be allowed to enter today." Association members said seriously.
The leader was a little dumbfounded. What happened? Can't you just go in and take a look
Creak!
Creak!
Everyone couldn't hold it any longer.
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
Tao Shigang was also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do? We have to go in, but what if..."
"This this… "
Priceless!
…
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
This is an impossible painting.
But when you look carefully, you find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.
Everyone was already numb.
Shocking!
The entrance of the association.
Tao Shigang was silent for a moment, "Why don't you wait a little longer? If it's not ready yet, ask Lao Lin to stop painting. The work is secondary, and the talent is the most important."
Suddenly, an exclamation came.
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
The leader was overjoyed when he heard this, "Comrade, if this is the case, why not let us in? We are also very interested in Chinese painting, so we can take a look at it."
Zheng Zhongshan couldn't wait any longer. When his eyes came into contact with the scroll, his pupils shrank sharply and his breathing began to quicken.
inside the house.
These leaders have a high status and were directly rejected. I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dares to do this.
"No, Lao Wang was too excited and had a heart attack. Where is the doctor?"
These leaders have a high status and were directly rejected. I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dares to do this.
The door was pushed open gently, Lao Zheng moved lightly, not daring to disturb Lao Lin.
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
"I'll go in." Lao Zheng didn't think about it anymore. He couldn't let Lao Lin continue painting without something really happening in the end.
In an instant, their endurance had improved a lot during this period, but when they saw the painting in front of them, they knew that they had thought too much.
…
Everyone was already numb.
"Old Zheng, don't disturb me, I'm fine." After Lin Fan spoke, he didn't say another word, but focused on the scroll.
Priceless!
This stunning piece of work completely killed everyone in an instant.
"Yes." Tao Shigang nodded, and then hurried to handle it.
One of the leaders smiled and said: "Chinese painting is the quintessence of our country. Although this visit is not an important thing, we can meet the old leader."
Divine painting!
Zheng Zhongshan swallowed. Everyone was waiting. This was the first time they felt so solemn.
From early morning to noon.
national treasure!
Can be called:
Zheng Zhongshan had no time to pay attention to this, so he waved his hand and said, "Tell them to go back quickly. The association will not accept any visits until Lao Lin is finished."
"Old Lin must have gone to rest, so we won't contact him for now. Let's go in and take a look."
From early morning to noon.
If it was expected before, now it is frightening.
"I'm too tired and can't hold on any longer."
Divine painting!
"This..." Tao Shigang was in a dilemma.
Suddenly, Zheng Zhongshan covered his heart with one hand and felt his heart beating very fast.
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
These leaders have a high status and were directly rejected. I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dares to do this.
The morning of the third day.
The best in history!
He left here without waking them up.
"President, there are leaders coming to visit the association today. What do you think we should do?"
Can be called:
The ambulance originally called for Master Lin turned out to be for them.
The members of the association felt as if they had seen a ghost. They did not expect that such people existed in the world.
national treasure!
From early morning to noon.
According to the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", but now I have to surpass the encyclopedia sample in a very short time. The energy required for this has to be said to be terrifying.
And for doctors and nurses, it’s too fake to think that they can have a heart attack even if they look at a painting.
The entrance of the association.
He left here without waking them up.