Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

Zuo Rong turned to Lin Chen with an apologetic face and said, "Master Lin, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I didn't teach well enough to let this kid offend you."

Lin Chen just smiled indifferently: "It's okay, it's none of your business, you don't need to apologize to me."

"Following the teacher is to learn knowledge. If the character is not good, it is his own problem."

Zuo Rong was also silent.

Lin Chen pointed it out directly to him. His character as a student is really not good.

It seems that he has to think carefully about whether Mingsheng will stay or not.

Thinking of this, Zuo Rong casually glanced at Ming Sheng.

Facing Zuo Rong's gaze, Ming Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and his scalp felt a little numb.

Teacher, what does his look mean?

Ming Sheng felt dizzy for a while.

Even if this matter is turned over like this.

Several people came to a showcase.

Zuo Rong suddenly pulled Lin Chen and asked, "This is what I did in my spare time, Master Lin, why don't you correct me?"

Lin Chen took a closer look, and then said with a smile: "Old Zuo, are you embarrassing me? This work of yours is already vivid, no matter how tricky my eyes are, I can't find anything wrong with it."

Everyone also looked at the painting, and they also agreed with Lin Chen's painting.

However, many people still have certain doubts about whether Lin Chen's position as a master is worthwhile.

After all, Lin Chen is really too young.

And the painting industry needs experience and precipitation.

No wonder they suspected Lin Chen.

But by taking this opportunity, he can also test whether his position as a master is just blown out by people.

"Master Lin, this painting is indeed a vivid work, but we don't understand it very well. Look, why don't you explain it to us?"

"Yeah, I don't really understand either."

"Indeed, I also want to know where is the best place for this painting."

They didn't deliberately find fault, it's true that the level is there, and some half-understand.

At this time, Lin Chen also looked at the painting.

"This is a picture of fallen leaves in autumn mountains. The composition and outline of the work are not clear, and even the division of tones is not so rigorous."

"There is even a messy feeling, which should be the use of impressionist techniques."

"But it is precisely because all the rules and regulations have been thrown away that this painting really comes alive."

"Brilliant and harmonious colors are the soul and essence of oil painting."

"Being able to take the lead in breaking this shackle, Mr. Zuo deserves to be a great master in the oil painting world."

After Lin Chen finished speaking, everyone looked at him in shock.

The whole hall was silent.

At first they half understood, but after hearing Lin Chen's words, they immediately saw the blue sky through the clouds and mist.

I don't know who started to applaud, and then came a tsunami of applause, sweeping the entire hall.

Worthy of being a master!

He is also the youngest grandmaster in Chinese history, and even a double master!

At this moment, no one doubts the title of Double Master anymore.

Lin Chen is a master of Chinese painting, which is recognized by everyone, but his opinion just now is enough to make him a master of oil painting!

After all, there were a lot of master-level characters present, but they only had a half-knowledge of Zuo Rong's painting.

How tricky are their eyes?

Lin Chen is simply a strange person!

Not far away, Cui Boyuan also shook his head with a smile.

What is it called?

In the Yangtze River, the back wave pushes the front wave, and each wave is stronger than the last wave.

These old men, they can't accept it!

Zuo Rong grabbed Lin Chen's hand excitedly, his eyes slightly moist.

"Unexpectedly, the old man is here today, and he met a bosom friend!"

"A Tao is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find!"

"This painting was made after I was drunk, abandoned all theoretical knowledge, and emptied myself. I thought it would be a complete failure, but I didn't expect it to be a vivid work by mistake!"

"Grandmaster Lin, I have to say that your insight is really amazing! You are indeed the youngest grandmaster in the entire Huaxia Kingdom!"

Everyone present looked at Lin Chen in a different way.

"Before, I didn't believe in the title of double material master. Now, anyone who doesn't believe me is in a hurry!"

"It's a genius to have such a seat at such a young age!"

"This is the vision that only a grandmaster can have. He deserves the word "grandmaster!"

Immediately afterwards, Fang Mingli said again: "At the Modu Art Museum, thanks to Grandmaster Lin's guidance, I have slowly touched the threshold of the Grandmaster."

Lin Chen's scalp was a little numb.

It's over.

This person looked at him with the word seeking knowledge written all over them!

Like a hungry wolf.

Soon, many people gathered around.

"Master Lin, can you please help me look at this painting?"

"Master Lin, it's like this, I want to ask you a few questions"

"Master Lin, come and take a look at my painting!"

"Grandmaster Lin"

Luo Xin opened her mouth blankly, she didn't realize that the lollipop fell to the ground.

These great masters usually use their nostrils to look at people,

Why are you like a primary school student now?

Liu Yusheng was also dumbfounded.

It was the first time she encountered such a scene.

Lin Chen looked at the crowded artists in front of him, and his smile was uglier than crying.

He said his brain hurts.

It cannot be pushed away directly.

The average age of this bunch is over fifty, so why not break their old arms and legs if you push them?

He turned his head and said to Liu Yusheng and Luo Xin who were behind him: "I'm going to slip away now, and we'll meet again later."

After leaving these words, Lin Chen let go of his feet and turned around to run away.

Behind him was a dense crowd of artists who directly chased after him.

"Master Lin, why did you run away? I still have questions that I haven't asked you for!"

"Master Lin, run slowly!"

"Hey, don't squeeze, you stepped on my foot!"

"Grandmaster Lin is almost gone, chase after him!"

Luo Xin looked at the crowd in front of her, and then at the lollipop that she had dropped on the ground and was trampled on, she was stunned.

The security guard standing guard at the side watched this scene with a stupefied look.

They thought that a thief appeared at the venue and stole the works of the artists, which made them so crazy.

So he also joined the ranks of hunting down Lin Chen.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Lin Chen was about to cry.

does it.

Did I steal their battery or their dog?

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the front door and pulled him in.