Infinite Torture Evolution

At this moment, everyone present changed their colors in amazement.

Wang Molin actually drew him by himself, his favorite painting worth more than 1 million, and tore it by himself.

"Elder Wang, you..."

The old scholar looked at Wang Molin in disbelief.

As a literati, he naturally understands what a proud work means to a literati.

That's like a real son.

It is difficult for ordinary people to understand this feeling, but he knows exactly how heartache it would be for a literati to destroy his most proud work by himself.

Sun Shao was also shocked.

He really didn't expect that this old man would tear up the proud work he drew with his own hands.

The three old men were even more shocked and inexplicable.

This old man actually tore up millions of paintings, and even sold 1.5 million paintings in a blink of an eye. Is he crazy?

Lin Yi was also stunned, looking straight at his teacher.

He knows better than everyone what this painting means to the teacher.

Don't look at it as a few strokes, it doesn't even last ten minutes to draw.

But he heard from the teacher that, in order to paint this painting, he personally went to the mountains and searched for more than three months before he found a newly sprouted wild orchid completely in the inaccessible valley.

It has just germinated in spring and has been observed to be dormant in winter.

Observed for almost a whole year.

Then he started writing.

It took a full year and a half before and after.

The teacher's hard work for it is invisible to ordinary people.

But now, the teacher has personally torn up his efforts.

This is something Lin Yi could not even dream of.

At the moment, besides shock, he was also a little ashamed.

Before, I thought that the teacher would be subdued under such coercion, but I did not expect that the teacher would rather tear his hard work than succumb to these people.

"People, don't have arrogance, but don't have arrogance."

This is what the teacher often says.

Today, the teacher is practicing this sentence with his own actions.

A true gentleman in the flower, graceful and elegant.

This is a description of orchids, and it is also a true portrayal of the teacher's character.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi's eyes flickered.

After a while, Shao Sun finally came back to his senses. He couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart and cursed: "Grass, old smelly and hard stone!"

The old color is even more irritating, because the old thing is torn, and his six thousand yuan is gone.

His sword slammed against Wang Molin’s neck and cursed: "Old stuff, you are so rich, you don’t need your 1.5 million yuan, I don’t have any money. You tear it, tear you off. It doesn’t matter if I have one and a half million dollars, I will tear off Lao Tzu’s 6000 yuan, I will kill you!"

The old two little brothers were also angry and said: "Boss, don't talk nonsense with this old thing, kill him!"

Wang Molin held his head high, dizzy and not afraid, and said loudly: "The people are not afraid of death, how can they be afraid of death? Let's do it."

Old color scolded: "It really is a smelly and hard old stone."

Sun Shao said: "Wait, don't move him. This old thing is so famous that it will be bad for any of us if it is moved."

If they really kill Wang Molin, it will surely cause a nationwide shock.

When the truth is found out, the Sun family will face huge amounts of trouble.

Wang Molin smiled and said: "Why, the Sun family is so powerful that even my old man dare not move? My old man can also be proud."

Shao Sun turned around and came to Wang Molin with a sneer on his face: "Old stuff, I don't dare to kill you. But your students, your sons, and your grandsons, as long as they are in the capital, don't think about any of them. peaceful!"

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and left the private room door.

The old man behind and the others also bitterly cursed the old things, and they all went out.

Lin Yi glanced at Wang Molin one last time, and went out in a wheelchair.

In the private room, Wang Molin looked ugly.

He is well aware of the domineering nature of the Sun family, and they have always said and done it.

He is not afraid of how those people treat him, but this is tantamount to harming his family. Especially the innocent students who have hurt themselves. It hurts Lin Yi, and it hurts Zuo...

The old literati did not say a word for a long time.

When he was young, he had the same temperament as Wang Molin.

Don't bend the waist for five buckets of rice, and won't bend the eyebrows and bend the waist to do the rich and powerful.

But as he grew older, he found that this was a real world. The arrogance of literati is simply a joke in this world.

So he figured it out, as long as there is money in this world, nothing is impossible.

But today, Wang Molin let him see the arrogance of literati.

Let him realize that some things in this world cannot be done with money after all; some people cannot be touched with money after all.

This old man of literati had no face anymore and stood in front of Wang Molin, bowed his head and walked away quickly.

Wang Molin looked at the picture on the table that had a big opening torn open, and sat prostrably on the chair.

At the same time, Lin Yi stopped Sun Shao and others in the aisle.

"Shao Sun, although the painting just now has been ruined, I know that he still has a painting that is exactly the same."

Shao Sun listened, paused, turned his head and asked: "Are you sure?"

Lin Yi nodded and said: "I heard one of his students said that he was very satisfied after he painted this orchid. So not long after, he painted another pair of orchids. But he didn't talk to anyone about it. Said, only his two students know."

The old man is also overjoyed: "Great! Then we will go to the old man and ask for that painting!"

Sun Shao reached out and stopped him. Then he said: "This old man is smelly and hard, like a stone in a pit. What should he do if he refuses to sell his paintings?"

Lin Yi smiled slightly, and said, "Shao Sun, I had a solution long ago. Let's go into the private room and talk about it."

Speaking of coming to the private room before them.

Others also followed.

Lin Yi used the teapot to pour tea into the cup while saying, "That old man is really hard to deal with, but I have a way."

As soon as Sun Shao heard it, he was energetic.

Lin Yi poured a cup of tea for everyone and put it in front of him.

The old man said: "What is the way, talk about it. You have to die of anxious Laozi."

Lin Yi smiled slightly, poured himself a cup, and said, "Everyone drink tea first, and after drinking this cup of tea, I will tell you more."

Speaking, he picked up the teacup by himself and drank it in one fell swoop.

The old man was already anxious, and quickly picked up and drank.

Old Se's two younger brothers also picked up and finished drinking soon.

Sun Shao didn't drink it.

Lin also asked, "Young Master Sun, don't you drink?"

"I only like coffee."

Sun Shao replied, staring at Lin Yi: "What way?"

Lin Yi nodded, and the wheelchair moved slowly to reach Shao Sun.

With a smile on his face, he seemed to say casually: "The way is very simple. That is..."

Having said this, the tone changed suddenly and his voice was as cold as frost: "That means you all go to die!"

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