A Valiant Life

From early morning to noon.

Everyone was numb.

Zheng Zhongshan began to worry. "Lao Tao, I'm a little worried about Lao Lin. He hasn't rested for a long time. Can this support it?"

Tao Shigang is also worried about this, "I don't know, but even so, what can we do, we must go in, but if ..."

Zheng Zhongshan, "I know this. Lao Lin has painted for so long now, it is enough to illustrate the difficulty of this painting. It is definitely not comparable to the previous works. It's **** my heart. "

Tao Shigang was silent for a moment. "If you don't have to wait any longer, let Lao Lin stop painting. If the work is secondary, talent is the most important."

Lao Zheng nodded, "Well, that's the only way."

Three in the afternoon.

Lin Fan still didn't stop, and for a long time, he didn't drink a sip of water, how could this support him?

"I'm going in." Lao Zheng didn't want that much anymore. He couldn't let Lao Lin continue painting, but don't do anything until the end.

After all, this has happened in history. What a painstaking work, when it was painted, was violent in an instant. According to the saying, all the spirit and spirit were put into the painting. At the moment when the work was completed, the body was relaxed , A complete crash.

Squeak!

The door was gently pushed open, and Lao Zhengqing walked lightly, afraid to disturb Lao Lin.

But as soon as the front foot stepped in, Lao Zheng didn't move.

"Lao Zheng, don't bother me, I'm fine." After Lin Fan spoke, he didn't say a word, but stared at the picture.

Zheng Zhongshan stood there for a long time, finally retracted his feet, closed the door again, shook his head and looked at the crowd, "Lao Lin is forbidden to disturb anyone."

"This ..." Tao Shigang was embarrassed.

"Go, call for an ambulance, wait until Lao Lin's painting is finished, and make sure that Lao Lin can be fine." Zheng Zhongshan ordered.

"Well." Tao Shigang nodded and hurried to get it.

Those members of the association, just like seeing ghosts, did not expect that such people existed in this world.

If you had expected it before, it is now scary.

How can such a long time painting bear?

Just then, a member leaned against Zheng Zhongshan's ear.

"President, there are leaders visiting the association today. What do you think?"

Where does Zheng Zhongshan have time to deal with these, he waved his hand directly, "Let them go back quickly. Before the end of Lao Lin, the association will not accept any visits."

If someone else said this, it would definitely not work, but he knew what the chairman was, so he didn't say much, and went directly to tell the other party to leave.

Association door.

Several black government cars parked there.

The leader sat in the car and looked at the door of the association, expressing curiosity, not knowing what happened, how the door of the Chinese Painting Association was closed. This was not the case before.

One of the leaders laughed: "Chinese painting is the national essence of our country. Although this visit is not an important thing, we can see that old leader."

"Yeah, if you can get the pen and ink of that old leader, hang it in your home, and treasure it, it will be great."

But these people haven't said long, a member of the association came directly.

"Sorry leaders, we have something to do with the president. The association does not accept any visits. At the same time, let me tell you that you cannot visit today."

These leaders are not small, they were directly rejected outside the door, I am afraid that only Mr. Zheng dare to do so.

When these leaders heard these words, they suddenly froze, as if they didn't respond. If others said such things, they would have been angry, but it was Zheng Lao who said this, and they naturally dared not resist.

"What happened to Mr. Zheng? Did something happen?" The leader was still a little bit dead, and wanted to ask what was going on. If there was anything, he was willing to help.

"The first master of our association is painting, and President Zheng has no time to welcome you and does not want anyone to disturb." Members said.

The leader immediately rejoiced when he heard, "This comrade, if it is the case, might as well let us in. We are also very interested in Chinese painting, and we can take a look at it."

If it is ordinary people's painting, this is naturally no problem, but now it is Master Lin's painting, and the situation is no small matter. If you put these people in, the chairman will blame him, and he will be unlucky, and then he refuses.

"Executive leaders, the chairman has spoken. Today, no one outside the association is allowed to enter." The members of the association were very serious.

The leader is a little dumbfounded. What's wrong? Can't go in and see?

However, there is nothing he can do about it.

…….

In front of the studio.

Zheng Zhongshan swallowed, everyone was waiting, this time for the first time they felt so dignified.

The ambulance has arrived.

Doctors and nurses are waiting. This is the Chinese Painting Association. Although they do not know what the situation is, they are still staying there honestly.

Inside the house.

Lin Fan is still painting there, and dare not have any intention.

According to the introduction of the encyclopedia, it took a year to paint Qingming Shanghetu, and now I have to go beyond the sample of the encyclopedia in a very short time. The energy required can not be more scary.

If it were not for the knowledge classification of martial arts, he would not be able to support it until now, I am afraid that he has already passed out.

It was another night.

No one can hold it.

They've reached their limit, talking about it day and night, but two days and two nights have made people collapse.

The third morning.

Squeak!

Lin Fan was slightly tired. When he saw all these people sitting on the floor and fell asleep, he couldn't help smiling, he was hungry now and needed to eat.

Did not wake them up and left here directly.

When I saw the ambulance, I laughed. What is this for? Aren't you afraid you won't die suddenly?

I do not know how long it has been.

Someone woke up faintly. When they want to come, Master Lin will not be painting.

But when they saw that they were empty, they panicked.

"Master Lin is gone."

"President, President, Master Lin is gone."

Zheng Chongshan and others woke up, and when they found Lin Fan disappeared, they also panicked briefly.

"Don't worry, Lao Lin must have left after painting. Why are we all asleep?"

"Too tired to support."

"Lao Lin is definitely going to rest, so he won't contact first. Let's go in and see."

At this moment, everyone is breathing and entering the studio with heavy steps.

That picture lay there quietly, but for everyone, it was full of infinite appeal.

Everyone wants to know what the painting looks like and what a shocking work it is.

Zheng Zhongshan couldn't wait. When his eyes touched the scroll, his pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing began to rush.

"This this……."

Suddenly, Zheng Zhongshan covered his heart with one hand and felt that his heartbeat was very fast.

At a glance, there was only one feeling.

Shocked!

But when I look closely, I find that the content shown in this painting is extremely rich and unimaginable.

This is amazing!

national treasure!

Invaluable!

This is an impossible painting.

Suddenly, an exclamation came.

"Not good. Pharaoh is too excited. He has a heart attack. The doctor."

Suddenly, their endurance had improved a lot during this time, but when they saw the painting in front of them, they knew they thought too much.

This amazing work killed all of them instantly.

Can be called:

God painting!

The most in history!

The ambulance was originally called for Master Lin, but it was originally called for them.

For doctors and nurses, a heart attack that can be seen in a picture is too fake.

…….

PS: Thank you ╭ ァ n18 for the sad guy who understands 10,000 starting coins.

ps: It's safe to be home today, hehe.

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