Everyone in the hall watched him tear up the painting and throw it out with wide eyes, and finally looked at the old man in Korea with contempt.
The crowd was strangely silent, except for those uncles, as they should have been.
Even the little girl's parents didn't expect this kind of thing to happen for a while, and they stood there not knowing whether to leave or stay.
Just because the little girl was going to touch the painting with her hands, these foreigners directly pushed her to the ground.
Now that the painting has been torn up, he is probably going crazy!
Sure enough, the old man's eyes were red when he realized it, and his fingers were trembling as he pointed at the uncle who tore up the painting in front of him, and the disciples beside him rushed over immediately.
If it wasn't for the fact that there were quite a few uncles on the other side, they would probably have started again soon.
Even so, the museum was notified immediately, and made it clear that it planned to stop the uncles from leaving.
The uncles were calm and unhurried, even looking at the other side with the feeling of looking at an idiot.
The person who tore up the painting is called Wu Daozi! There is only one person known as the saint of painting in the history of China... and that is him!
Since he said that this painting is rubbish, it must be rubbish, especially in the field of traditional Chinese painting. For Huaxia, he has epoch-making significance.
Even if Wu Daozi is not mentioned, there are people like Gu Kaizhi and Tang Bohu... The reason why he tore up the painting is only because he stood closer to the front.
It is no exaggeration to say that the research and understanding of painting by any of these uncles is probably beyond the understanding of this old man!
But... Others don't know about these things, and neither does this old man Lin Duanguo.
He was so angry that he was about to go crazy, especially when he saw these Chinese people who looked very ordinary in front of him, they dared to say that his paintings were rubbish!
This is unbearable, my apprentice just said that he is the world's number one ink painter!
This kind of tense confrontation didn't last long. People from the museum came, and Tian Yuan followed behind. They immediately came to explain to Chen Wei what he had heard.
"These Koreans insisted on staying in the exhibition hall. The person in charge of the museum persuaded them several times, but they refused to leave. There was nothing they could do here. It seemed that they didn't intend to make trouble, so they went..."
Tian Yuan quickly explained the cause and effect of the matter, and Chen Wei finally understood what was going on.
But these are not important now, the important thing is that the uncles have caused trouble, and when they just realized it, the painting has been torn off.
So now, these Koreans will definitely not let it go!
Seeing the staff of the museum coming, these Koreans suddenly became more arrogant, talking nonsense in a very excited voice.
The onlookers didn't make much noise. After the staff understood it, they looked a little helpless, and then turned to the uncles.
"You tore up their paintings, and now they want compensation..."
Before the uncles could speak, Chen Wei stood up.
Many people saw his actions and thought he was worried about what the uncles would suffer, but only Chen Wei and Tian Yuan knew that they stood up because they were afraid of what others would suffer.
In case that black-faced old man draws out his sword again with a bang, it is estimated that none of these Koreans will be able to escape by then.
So before these uncles got angry, Chen Wei wanted to calm things down quickly.
As a result, after a few words and a few words of negotiation, Lin Duanguo and the others seemed very excited, as if they were going to eat people.
And when it comes to compensation, the buy price is two million!
This price is not for compensation at all, it is clearly blackmail!
The staff of the museum and Chen Wei felt a little bit annoyed, these guys really don't know what's good and what's wrong!
When the noise became more and more fierce, Wu Daozi asked Tian Yuan what was going on.
Because Chen Wei was worried that the uncles would hear it, he deliberately negotiated at a distance, because no one else knew what was going on.
Tian Yuan, who had just heard that he came over, hesitated for a moment before telling the situation.
"They planned to ask for two million in compensation for the painting just now, otherwise there will be trouble..."
After finishing speaking, someone asked, "How many cows can you buy with two million?"
"More than a hundred..."
After thinking about it, Tian Yuan said.
Then, the uncles were furious.
"That kind of thing needs more than a hundred cows?"
"I can draw better than him with my eyes closed!"
…
The uncles were about to go up to argue, because their voices were too loud, so Lin Duanguo and Chen Wei over there also looked over.
Everyone else didn't understand much, but Wu Daozi's sentence that he could draw with his eyes closed is better than Lin Duan Guo... everyone could hear it clearly.
Many people think that Lin Duanguo can't speak Chinese. In fact, he has always been pretending. This painting skill was learned in Huaxia in his early years, so although he doesn't speak Chinese very well, it sounds like there is no obstacle.
Before Wu Daozi said that his paintings were rubbish, he had already made him very angry, but now he heard this guy clamoring that he was better than him with his eyes closed.
This made Lin Duanguo feel like he was about to explode.
He didn't have the intention of maintaining his self-worth before, so he stared at Wu Daozi and asked in a cold voice, "You said that you can draw better paintings than me with your eyes closed?"
As soon as he spoke, the surroundings immediately became much quieter. The onlookers all turned their eyes to a group of uncles, and they felt that Lin Duanguo was a little too shameless.
Even if his paintings are indeed rubbish, how could anyone in the world be able to draw them with their eyes closed
But at the same time, they also felt that these uncles spoke a little too freely.
It’s okay to tear up the painting before because you were angry and say that kind of thing, but now you’re talking nonsense again, isn’t it clear to give people the truth
Now that Lin Duanguo is so competitive, what can they do
Chen Wei was also in a hurry, he was really afraid of offending these ancestors, and then pulled out his sword with a clang... that's over!
But just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Wu Daozi laughing.
"Oh? It seems you don't believe it?"
Lin Duanguo originally thought that this annoying guy might mess around and didn't want to believe it. He was a little surprised to hear that he still persisted, but he had a sinister thought in his heart.
"Okay! If that's the case, as long as you can draw a better painting than mine with your eyes closed, I admit that my stuff is rubbish, and I will definitely not embarrass you! If you draw it... the two million compensation is one No less points, and all of you must kneel down and apologize to me!"
Staring at Wu Daozi, Lin Duanguo's voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth.
"Haha, how difficult is it! I can draw your three-year-old child with my eyes closed!"
"Small tricks, count me in!"
"I'm coming too. My hands are itchy after I haven't painted for a long time."
"Since you brothers have such a good mood, then Bohu naturally wants to accompany him to the end!"
"It's so lively, I'm coming too!"
…
Then, a completely unimaginable scene appeared.
If before Wu Daozi uttered wild words and everyone thought it was his fault, then in this scene... it can only be said that these people are crazy!
The entire hall was eerily quiet. Everyone looked at the uncles standing up with great interest.
One after another... In the end, Lin Duanguo's eyeballs were about to pop out!
all!
do you know what is all That is to say, the dark gang of uncles in front of me just now all stand up, and they want to draw with excitement in their eyes!
That's right, the meaning of each of them is very clear, that is, what they draw with their eyes closed is definitely better than Lin Duanguo!
Chen Wei's mind went blank. He felt that this time he took over the group was the craziest time in history. It wasn't that he was crazy, it was really these guests who were crazy.
As for Lin Duanguo, it took a long time to react.
He has the feeling of being trampled on, and it's not one person... a group of people!
However, this group of people didn't seem to care about winning him at all. Everyone could see that the reason why they were all so interested was entirely because of each other!
Anger, uncontrollable anger seemed to burn Lin Duanguo to the ground!
In the Korean painting and calligraphy circles, he is regarded as a god-like person. Countless people want to be his students, and his paintings are also regarded as treasures.
But today...he had a hell of a feeling!
And it's not one ghost... it's a bunch of ghosts!