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> Lu Li's eyes were strange.

The skinny and boneless man who called the old brother was like a skeleton, and he looked even older than Zhongshi.

Isn't it confusing to shout like this?

And Xiao Li... He is about the same age as Brother Xu Liang.

The iron-clad cultural tourism, Xiao Li of flowing water, is it appropriate to call it so?

"This old guy Wu Jing is a painter."

"This little thing Li Yanzhi is a warehouse manager."

"You have all your own opinions... Does not affect!

Elder Zhong waved his hand and introduced the two to Lu Li, asking him not to have psychological pressure.

The identities of these two people can indeed create a lot of momentum for Lu Li.

Now it seems that everything is going in the direction he expected.

Even better!

"Brother Wu... Brother Li..."

Lu Li arched his hand when he heard this, which frightened Li Yanzhi.

Wu Jing and Zhonglao are called brothers, and he and Lu Li are called brothers, doesn't it mean that he and Zhonglao are brothers of the same generation?

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li." He quickly corrected out loud, which made Sun Wan, Mu Yongzhi and the others widen their eyes.

Fierce and powerful, Curator Li.

When was it so nice to talk?

"Okay Xiao Li." Riku nodded.

Although he didn't know the two, he just guessed that the other party's identity might not be low, and people insisted that he wouldn't hold it.

Identity is just a title.

After all, not everyone cares as much as Mu Yongzhi.

"Kowtow... Admit the mistake... Hurry!

At this time, Xu Liang walked out from the side, greeted Li Yanzhi and Wu Chengtou, and looked around at everyone on the field.

The president of the literary college shall not be disgraced.

Lu Li forgot, he can remember the hatred for the other party.

"This..." Everyone in the Art Association looked at each other.

Kneeling juniors in front of so many seniors and colleagues on the field?

And there are millions of passers-by and tourists watching among the little bees.

This kneeling... All hell will happen!

"What's going on?" Wu Jing's voice was like a saw, and he said hoarsely.

He saw that everyone in his painting looked ugly, and vaguely guessed that it was related to these juniors.

"Several times he humiliated Lu Li with his identity, regardless of the pain of his parents' early death... said that Brother Lu has no tutor... Don't let painting! Every

time Xu Liang said a word, Wu Jing's face became a little ugly, until after listening to it, his face was almost dripping like Mo Zhi.

"The old man has not been out of the mountain for many years, and the art association is already like this?"

When the words fell, everyone in the Art Association was silent.

Although Wu Jing has not reached the top of the hall.

But in painting, identity is like Zhongshi identity in the literary world.

All the people in the art association on the field were his junior students.

How can they not be afraid!

"Mr. Lu... Earlier, I waited for my eyes to be blind and said some nonsense words, which can be regarded as a gift to you.

Sun Wan and several honorary guild presidents looked at each other, and walked to Lu Li's side with difficulty.

"Let me do less of the things that fold my life, and my heart will be accepted."

Several people were about to kneel, and Lu Li's voice was neither salty nor faint.

So many people looked at them.

Moreover, he made a map of thousands of miles today, and this kneeling few people undoubtedly knelt in the history books.

It will be the laughing stock and talk of others for generations to come.

There is no need to do such a thing.

Moreover, he still has a reputation for being unforgiving.

"In the future, where there is Teacher Lu, I will wait for the half-master ceremony."

Sun Wan and several people shouting at the Art Association were moved... They bowed down and bowed down, and their hearts were happy and sincere!

"Feel free, I won't teach you to draw, it's too bad!"

Lu Li pouted and said without care.

Forgiveness is forgiveness, but it doesn't mean he doesn't mind what happened before.

"Ahhh... Yeah. Several people quickly nodded bitterly.

Bad is bad, you have to say it to hit people.

"What is Mr. Lu's plan for this painting?"

Seeing that the matter was over, Li Yanzhi quickly stood up and asked nervously.

"Give it away? Sold? Leave the house to eat ash? Left for son?

Lu Li thought about a few times but he shook his head and denied it, this painting does not need to be thought of, it must be of great significance.

Selling will definitely not sell, he has no interest in money, and selling is too much of a loss....

If you really want money, it's better to build a few top heavenly kings to attract money for him.

Words for giving... There is no difference from eating ash at home.

Nor was it on his radar.

It's good to leave it to my future son.

"My father who was reborn is the first painting of the ages. "

Calligraphy and painting have never been easy to preserve, and over time they will lose their appearance when they were first made..."

"I know a place, and I can keep it for thousands of years without losing its charm!"

Li Yanzhi observed the words and said, and inadvertently exposed the badge of the owner of the Emperor Museum on his chest.

Little brother, I have hinted to this extent.

I hope you don't be ignorant... Force me to coquette with you!

"It's okay, just redraw it then!"

Lu Li pouted and said, one picture per month, it can be mass-produced.

Everyone

in the room was silent.

Do you listen to this human language?

"Ahem... I mean, this painting is so valuable that it is coveted anywhere it is not easy to preserve.

"It's better for us to help you collect and exhibit on your behalf, and you and your juniors can take it away anytime and anywhere with your handwriting."

Li Yanzhi said with a dry cough.

You have talent to be willful, I can't be willful.

[Ding: Congratulations to the host for receiving the request to exhibit the work, attracting people who participate because of your work, each person will receive 100 promotion points.

"So many?" The land centrifuge head moves slightly.

The promotion ambassador is doubled, each talent has 20 promotion value, and the attraction of cultural works has directly increased by five times!

"It's not impossible."

He pondered for a moment and said slowly, what the other party said was not unreasonable.

Thousands of miles in terms of the value of this painting... Hundreds of billions is not much, because it represents a cultural heritage.

Just put this thing at home, I am afraid that the international thief will step on the threshold of his house.

I've been playing everywhere again... There is no need to let Lin Ziyu suffer the calamity of innocence.

"Good, good, good!" Li Yanzhi nodded excitedly when he heard this, and everyone on the field and the passers-by in the Chinese media live broadcast room were also happy from the bottom of their hearts.

At least everyone can see it up close and personal for free.

"Brother Lu, can you borrow the old man to see this painting first?" Wu Jing arched his hand tremblingly.

He had a hunch ever since he saw the painting.

Your own breakthrough is imminent!

The premise is that it can last a few days.

"Yes! Just discuss with Director Li the time to enter the collection.

Lu Li nodded without any hesitation, and then bowed his hand to the Feng Gu head in the corner.

"Grandpa Feng, if you want to see the painting, you can do so, it doesn't matter if you postpone the entry into Tibet for a year and a half."

Feng Gu was moved to look at Lu Li when he heard this.

This kid said that he had been fine for a year and a half.

Immediately raised his head proudly and said, "I need this painting more than the old man in this world, I think if you kid can still paint me?"

"You can do as much as you want."

Lu Lihan smiled thickly, and looked around at Yunqi Yunshu.

"Seniors, and dedication!"

Wu Mingshan looked at the spirited young man with a feeling of emotion.

It's still time to separate....

PS: At the end of the next chapter of Lushan, because it is a sacred mountain of humanities, there are more poems.

The subsequent trips are like Mount Tai, and they are fast-paced short stories.

The next destination is still Jiang Province, as you guessed, there is foreshadowing in the text....

Kneel and beg everyone to help push the book shortage, the results are a little poor these days, woo-woo.