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After hearing this, Zhang Bo understood that this painting, for Mr. Yun, is not a painting, but a feeling.

Zhang Bo is sixty-seven, but in front of the idol, he looks like a ignorant young man, unwilling to let go of every opportunity to talk to him.

Asked again: "Why do you want to exhibit today?"

"Because that important person came today."

It is not so much for art fans to see the exhibition as for Yaoer.

The two old men walking behind saw that Zhang Bo had been talking to Mr. Yun, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

If, at the beginning, they were like Zhang Bo, things would not evolve into what they are now.

At least, I can say a word or two to Mr. Yun who has been admired for a long time.

Instead of being isolated.

It's really uncomfortable to be hated by idols.

"Arrived."

In the center of the exhibition hall, a painting is on the glass wall.

Everyone looked over.

"Wow."

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

This painting is really beautiful. It is similar to the painting in Jiang Enren's exhibition, but it is quite different.

Because the baby girl’s eyes are different from the one by Jiang Enren.

The former is to close her eyes, while in this picture, the baby girl gently opens a gap between her eyes.

Looks like Danfeng eyes, but when you look closely, they look like the eyes of a little fox.

The whites of the eyes are also very white, black and white, which depicts the baby's unimpeded eyes vividly.

And the pupils used their hearts, as if they had gathered the purest black in the world. At the most central point, there was a trace of candlelight reflected in it, shining brightly, pure and bright.

In addition, I can vaguely see beyond the candlelight from those eyes, dreamy, real, and beautiful.

The candlelight flickered, the darkness and the darkness of the pupils merged into one, but the candlelight ignited the darkness.

This painting is completely different from the mood painted by Jiang Enren.

Just like in the darkness, this beam of light makes the world beautiful.

Seeing this painting, there will be a new kind of beauty, which makes people happy.

Tang Yaoyao took a deep breath, she in the painting was lifelike, as if he could hold her by stretching out his hand.

This feeling is so wonderful, I can't help but get excited.

People in the calligraphy and painting circles just glanced at it and already had the answer in their hearts.

Fu Yunmo is the original work, and the baby girl's opened eyes are a little bit dazzling.

On the contrary, Jiang Enren just copied the baby girl's eyes, he could not finish it, and simply closed it, so it gave a completely different feeling.

This painting is really beautiful and wonderful.

Even if it is a painting that can be copied from this completely disagreement, it is amazing, let alone the original painting?

Lai Xian was silent.

At this moment, even if he wanted to believe in Jiang Enren, it was impossible.

Everyone looked at Jiang Enren.

He looked at the words in front of him in shock, and muttered: "How could it...how could it..."

Everyone didn't understand what he meant by what he said.

Zhang Bo opened his mouth first: "Jiang Enren, you still have to insist, are you the original?"

Jiang Enren immediately retorted: "I am! I am the original, my master can testify, and so can my wife. They watched me finish it piece by piece. It took me a whole month. It was my original work. It's just a coincidence."

Lai Xian frowned: "I agree with Mr. Yun's previous sentence. You may draw the same scene, but you can't draw the same character unless you follow the painting."