Super rich son-in-law

"Divine work?"

The delicate and beautiful face of the yellow rain shirt was stiff. Is it true that Mr. mask is good at painting besides martial arts and medicine? What else, he won't?

Huang Yushan became more curious and worshipped the mask.

Tan Qing was also stunned. Mr. mask, who is it? He knows martial arts, medicine and painting. Even old Zhang praises him?

Everyone else is confused!

This time, I was really shocked.

"Mask hero, your strokes are like the finishing touch! If my previous painting can be auctioned at a price of 10 million, you can add it to several grades. Can let it make a price of 50 million! " Old Zhang said excitedly.

As soon as these words came out, the people were even more shocked.

Just a few strokes, let this painting increase its value five times?

Oh, my God, are those gold pens? No, even the golden pen can't achieve this effect!

The middle-aged man who worshipped old Zhang and loved painting quickly walked up to he Jinyin, bowed to him and said, "mask hero, I'm really sorry just now. I almost did it to you."

He Jinyin shook his head and didn't want to pay much attention to him.

He wants to get out of here.

He has been out shopping long enough. He should be ready to go back. Otherwise, sister Xue should worry.

"I'm leaving." He Jinyin urn sound urn airway.

"This... Mask hero, you wait." At this time, holding the painting, old Zhang came to him and said, "mask hero, this painting has not been named. Why don't you name it for him?"

"That's not good." He Jinyin said.

"Why is that bad? This is you, and your painting level has surpassed me. I'm looking for your inscription. It's all stained with your light. " Zhang said.

"All right." He Jinyin doesn't want to tangle with him. If he pushes around all the time, he can't go home next year.

Now, he just wants to get out of here and go back to the villa.

At night, sister Xue is still waiting for him. I'm sure you can

He picked up his brush and brushed it a few times. On this painting, he wrote four words - anonymous!

"Good! Good! " When old Zhang saw these four words, he began to get excited again. "Mask hero, ligature, also write so well, quite everyone's style!"

"Mask hero, I don't know if I can ask you in the painting and worship you as a teacher!" Suddenly, old Zhang hugged his fist and begged to he Jinyin.

The scene of "Weng ~ ~ ~" deeply shocked the people present.

A generation of Chinese painting masters should consult Mr. mask in front of them in their paintings. Moreover, I have to worship him as a teacher!

This... This melon is too big! Mom, if the report goes out, the whole painting industry in Jiangnan City will shake tomorrow.

"Sorry, I don't accept disciples." He Jinyin shakes his head. Now he just wants to leave quickly.

"What a pity." Old Zhang sighed, "that mask hero, can you leave a contact information?"

"No."

Old Zhang: "

What a freak, freak.

However, old Zhang suddenly. Thought of a word, most talented people will have a strange temper.

This kind of talented person who knows martial arts, medicine, painting and calligraphy likes to wear masks to hide his identity. Maybe it's one of his quirks.

"It's fate to meet!" He Jinyin said.

Having said this, he turned his head and wanted to leave.

This time, when I was leaving, the middle-aged man who loved painting grabbed him again.

"Mask hero, stay, stay. My name is Ling. You can call me Mr. Ling. Well, i... I'm a person who loves painting and is obsessed with painting. Seeing that you just shot, I can't help but have the cheek to ask you for advice on a painting. I hope you promise. " Mr. Ling took he Jinyin.

He Jinyin is helpless. These people, one by one, won't let others go, will they.

Speechless, really speechless.

With a "plop ~ ~" sound, Mr. Ling, who disagreed, actually knelt on the ground. At the same time, he said, "Mr. He, if you don't want to, then I can't get up on my knees."

He Jinyin: "

Old Zhang: "

Tan Qing: "

Huang Yushan and others: "

Seeing this, the corners of their mouths twitched. Xin said that Mr. Ling is too obsessed with painting, isn't he? It's so shameless for a painting... Well, I don't know what to say.

He Jinyin was defeated by him.

"All right, all right, I'll take five minutes to draw one for you." He Jinyin was speechless and just wanted to send him away as soon as possible.

Hearing this, Mr. Ling was overjoyed: "thank you for your willingness to fight."

At this time, he Jinyin gave him a white look, and then took the brush and paper from old Zhang next to him.

Then he drew an eagle on the drawing paper.

He painted at one go. It took only five minutes for an eagle to spread its wings and fly, and its feathers appeared on the white paper.

"Wow! This painting is very good! You see, the eagle's wings seem to be flying. "

"Yes, after this painting, it gives people a psychedelic feeling."

"Are our eyes deceived? Or does that picture have that magic? "

“……”

When he saw the painting, Mr. Ling was so excited that his hands were shaking and he couldn't speak.

"These... These divine paintings are priceless!" Mr. Ling said excitedly holding the painting.

"All right, now, I can go." He Jinyin put down his brush and said in his heart that this time, he can finally go.

However——

It's pulled again.

Mr. Ling asked, "Mr. mask, what's the name of this painting?"

"Whatever you want." He Jinyin shrugged and said casually.

"Or let it spread its wings."

"All right, all right." He Jinyin doesn't care, "I'm leaving."

"Mr. mask, you gave me this gift. I have something to repay you. " Mr. Ling said and handed him a gold card: "this is the gold card of my Ling family! You can spend free of charge in our Lingjia, all industries! "

"There is also my contact information on it. Mr. mask, if there is anything I can do for you in the future, I will come in person. "

"My name is Ling Falcon!"

"Weng ~ ~ ~" when Mr. Ling announced his name, the people were surprised again.

"Ling Falcon? He is... From the Ling family! "

"The Ling family is also one of the nine second tier families in Jiangnan City. And he... He belongs to the Binhai Ling family. "

"More than that, Ling falcon is not simple. It's said that he still... Still holds a position in Jiangnan martial arts school. "

“……”

The public's comments surprised he Jinyin.

Binhai Ling's family in Jiangnan City? Is it related to Lingfei?

"All right, I'll take it." He Jinyin took his gold card and said, "I'll call you if there's anything in the future."

"OK, OK, Mr. mask, you give me this gift today. In the future, you will be my distinguished guest of Ling falcon. I will help you with whatever is difficult. " Ling Falcon promised.

"Well, I'm leaving." At the moment, he Jinyin's mobile phone has rang. It's sister Xue.

Needless to say, it's because I've been shopping for too long. Sister Xue called to ask.

This time, he is really leaving.

"Plop ~ ~ ~" was another kneeling voice.

He Jinyin's body stiffened.

These people, are they finished? Won't they let themselves go?

He Jinyin was speechless and wanted to see who it was this time.

Turning around, I saw the man kneeling. It was Tan Qing.

"Mr. mask, Mr. mask, please accept me as an apprentice. I'm a medical maniac. Take me and teach me the thirteen needles of the ghost gate. I really want to learn it. If you don't accept me, I can't get up on my knees! "

Tan Qing, learning from Ling falcon, is learning and using it now.

Ling Falcon: "

Huang Yushan: "

People: "

He Jinyin said "ah" and was tortured by these people to go crazy.

He made a direct 'whoosh' and fled here.

"Ma Dan, these people are all sick! If you don't move, you can't get up on your knees! He Jinyin, who ran away from home, said in silence.

Tan Qing's face stiffened when he saw this scene.

The yellow rain shirt looked at the figure running away and said, "even the back of 'fleeing' is so handsome. Mask hero, I, yellow raincoat, love, love... "